Assassination career from full level

"How could Drizzt like furry things!" Gretel looked at Hansel in disbelief.

"To be honest, I don't think it's possible. It's just a guess." Hansel walked in front with a cigarette in his mouth indifferently.

"Then why did you say that just now!"

"That cat is so annoying that if you don't get rid of her, she's going to stick with you the whole party."

"What does she have to do with me! If your guess is wrong, Claire will be finished!"

Hansel impatiently stubbed out the cigarette, frowned slightly and looked back at Gretel, then put his arm around Gretel's shoulders and made him stand side by side with him: "Okay, be quiet, the bounty hunter evaluation has begun .”

Hansel and Gretel stood at the edge of the crowd. Gretel saw that the people standing around fell silent, and some turned their heads to stare at Gretel dissatisfied. Gretel sighed and glanced at the people standing beside him. Hansel, fell silent.

According to the usual practice, all the bounty hunters will gather in the lobby of the headquarters, and then the top manager of the bounty hunter association, that is, the president of the bounty hunter association, will give a speech. For most of the older bounty hunters, It is very boring to say this, because in fact, most bounty hunters have no direct relationship with the highest association president. The association president is like a staff used in ceremonies, except for symbolizing It doesn't seem to have any other effect. After he finished his speech, it was over. Probably no one would find this speech inspiring. Compared with such insignificant speeches, Gretel wanted to find the one who was just Claire, who was fooled by Hansel, hoped that the poor kitten was still alive.

"Did you bounty hunters look around like this before the rally?"

Gretel only felt something cold approaching his cheek, as if a piece of polar ice was placed on his side, and the dry cold air invaded him, he was startled, and subconsciously retreated like the other side He took a step forward, although he felt as if he had accidentally bumped into Hansel's arms, but when he saw the person beside him, he had no time to care about anything else.

Silver hair, needless to say, is silver hair. For the Engel family, as long as you have silver hair, you have everything.The man in front of him was exactly like that.He is about 30 years old, close to 40 years old but not yet, as a mature man, this is just the right age, when he is younger, he will be childish, and if he is older, he will be too much, just like mature The apples are not sour, but they are not rotten.The man was wearing a white dress, with waist-length silver hair tied behind his head, a pair of ice-blue eyes looked at Gretel who retreated playfully, and then withdrew the hand that was placed on the side of Gretel's face just now.

It seems that the chill just now came from this Engel family member, Gretel thought so, and looked at the hands of the person who came. The man's hands were wearing white gloves, but even so, it could be seen that those hands must be It is extremely slender and beautiful.

The small commotion on the periphery of the crowd finally caught the attention of some bounty hunters, and everyone was surprised that a member of the Engel family appeared at the bounty hunter's gathering, although the relationship between the Papal State and the bounty hunters is not Poor, but it shouldn't be enough to attend the bounty hunter gathering. For a while, everyone broke the silence just now and started talking earnestly.

"Benjamin Adrian Engel," Hansel's voice managed to make the man look away from Gretel, and look at Hansel. Hansel looked back without fear, and said calmly : "The younger brother of the current Pope, I heard that your status in the Pope's Kingdom is second only to the Pope, and you have reached the pinnacle of magic... Dominator of Starfrost, that's what they call you, right? You come here, have you come here?" How can I teach you?"

The man—Benjamin Adrian Engel—smiled and looked around, with an arrogant smile on his face, and then he walked towards the high platform where the president of the association originally gave a speech, and the crowd seemed to be guided by his footsteps But he didn’t seem to plan to wait until he was speaking on the stage. His speech had already started when he took the first step, just like an agreement. The moment Benjamin opened his mouth, the whole The auditorium fell silent.

"First of all, I have to admit that I'm here asking for help."

"You may have heard about my nephew, Ingram Friedrich Engel, who used that blasphemous, star-splitting magic ten years ago and who is suspected to be dead , Selman did not make any response to this, in fact he did not die, but fell into a deep sleep, and woke up six months ago, Selman has an unshirkable responsibility for this."

Hansel let out a cold snort with his nose, as if he didn't care about what Selman said, and even sneered at it. Although he only got along with Ingram and Jill briefly, in his impression Ingram was not difficult to deal with. The child, at least on the surface, and Gretel on one side still couldn't help getting goosebumps when he heard Ingram's name, as if feeling something creepy, he knew he It shouldn't be, but he's always been terrified of Ingram -- or something in him -- without knowing it.

"You may not know the details of what happened after that, but it is extremely sensational."

Benjamin paused for a moment: "You must all know about the gate of death in Yalibiji, and the series of tragic events that happened in the Duchy of Said later undoubtedly sent us a message, that is, from the gate of death Not only the Defiled escaped from the gate, but there was also at least one Abyssal among them. This Abyssal ruled over the thousands of Defiled who escaped from the Gate of Death, and they are all still in Alderaan Wandering around, slaughtering the surrounding humans."

"As for why I mentioned Alderlan here, it is not yet time to explain, but what I can clarify is that the gate of death was not opened by others, but by my nephew, Ingram, This is already the act of the devil."

There was an uproar all around again. If it was said that people's previous remarks about the Gate of Death being opened by Ingram were just rumors, then Benjamin's speech meant that this statement was stamped.

Ingram opened the gate of death, and Selman's acknowledgment of this undoubtedly means that Ingram is already the enemy of all living creatures, whether it is humans or elves, or even dragons or monsters. Has the right and duty to attack him.

"The other thing is about the Zion Society. I don't know if you have heard of it."

Benjamin paused for a moment. At this moment, he walked under the high platform. He turned around and looked around.

There was a deathly silence all around.

"That's impossible..." Suddenly, a man's voice broke the silence.

Starting with this voice, the voices of the surrounding discussion gradually rose.

"Yeah, it's impossible, right? That's the Zion Society, the legendary magician killer, how could it be wiped out by a magician? This is too strange? If it's another profession, maybe I would Believe it."

"And the location is still Makria. Makria is impeccable both in terms of terrain and architecture. Back then, King Arazor's tens of thousands of elites failed to take that place, right?"

"Yeah, I think so too. A magician, even a genius, can't do this."

……

No.

Gretel looked at these people around him and Benjamin who was smiling slightly, and silently denied it in his heart.

He heard the news that Marklia was destroyed by a magician after he entered Liule City. Before that, he and Hansel had been performing missions in Eastern Alasuo. Although he was as shocked as everyone else at the time, but He doesn't think it's an exaggeration or a joke. If it's Ingram—yes, if it's Ingram, it's not impossible, that person—it's not something that can be described as a genius. , but something more terrifying, indescribable, beyond the comprehension and imagination of ordinary humans like them.

If it is Ingram, it is not impossible to destroy Marklia.

"Gretel." Hansel softly called Gretel's name, making Gretel recover from his contemplation.

"They don't understand anything at all." Gretel held Hansel's hand, lowered his head and said in a muffled voice.

"I know."

Almost after Hansel finished speaking to comfort Gretel, Benjamin spoke.

He laughed, a very presumptuous laugh, and he just walked up to the high platform slowly with a smile like this, and said: "No, mortals, oh stupid and confused lamb of the gods, I can tell you that Marklia has already It’s a dead city. Ingram, who was the instigator, didn’t sneak in or anything. He entered through the front gate dignifiedly after everyone in Makria was ready. The scene of that war is your thoughts The dreamy and cruel reality that is far beyond the reach of imagination - Ingram killed nearly three thousand magician killers including the Grand Master, this is reality, lambs, this is magic."

Ignoring the audience's shock, Benjamin continued.

"And what we have to face, the threat from this demon named Ingram is more than that. After massacring the city of Makria, he started to act even crazier. He tried to use the demon's ritual to get in touch with the root, that is, The so-called Baroque school that was expelled and eliminated in 200 years, and again I will not state the teachings of the Baroque school, I believe you have heard of this cult, so I will directly talk about the result," Benjamin stood in the middle of the high platform , silver hair and elegant aristocratic posture, making him look like a dancer who is about to dance: "He wants to touch the roots for a certain purpose, and for this he is collecting soul samples. This number is very large, even if conservative It is estimated that each of the samples collected by this demon is a unique individual without duplication, and the required number is close to two-thirds of the total number of all human beings at present."

"That's close to 500 million people."

The sound of gasping for air came from all around.

Fifty-five million people, this number is too huge, so that even Grete has no real sense, but everyone knows that this is a number that must not be lost.

If all the above words were not from Benjamin, or from the Pope of the holy city of Selman, I am afraid that no one would believe them at all. Night tales become a real reality, and these adults share the horror that young children feel when they hear horror stories that adults think are ridiculous.

"We have to kill Ingram before he gets to the root." Benjamin lowered his voice.

"This is also the reason why I mentioned Alderlan earlier," Benjamin continued: "We now have evidence to suspect that Ingram is in Alderlan, he has been sheltered by the Abyss, and the Abyss is assisting Ingra M."