Comprehensive Victoria's Secret

Elizabeth was so focused on Dungal's handbook that she ignored the movement in the yard.

However, when she heard a sharp hawk cry, she immediately got up and carefully looked out of the house with the help of the curtains.

At this time, there were still some wandering warblers and some patrolmen on the streets of London. Elizabeth was still worried. She noticed a man dressed in black and wearing a hood, looking very cautious.

Elizabeth immediately became vigilant, but she immediately moved away from the window sill, carefully hid behind the desk, and put the letters away again.

It wasn't until there was a knock at the door that Elizabeth got up and asked, "Who is it!"

"Miss, I'm Stephen Saroyan, and I'm here to sort out the master's files."

Elizabeth was stunned for a moment, but she glanced at the clock on the wall. It was already so late, why did Saroyan come over to sort out the documents?

She drew her gun in her hand: "wait a minute, I'll go and open the door."

Elizabeth walked over step by step, then hid behind the door and turned the handle.

Saroyan was thrown in and fainted in an instant, and the hooded man he saw on the street broke in immediately.His Hidden Blade and Elizabeth's spear came to each other at the same time.

"An assassin?"

"Very good, vigilant lady." The opponent's hidden sword retracted, and Elizabeth stepped back a few steps, but she still pointed the gun at the opponent, and couldn't help mocking: "When you were on the street, I Noticed you, the hood is too obvious a target."

The hood of the other party made Elizabeth only able to see the lower half of his face. Elizabeth could only be sure that this was a man, and he should look good.

The man walked in: "Miss, where is your father?"

Elizabeth was angry: "If I knew, I wouldn't go to Holmes!"

"Holmes? Who is that?"

Elizabeth suddenly realized that she was a jerk from the future, and she slapped him on the head: "I want you to take care of it...!!!!"

This slap directly pulled the opponent's hood off, and Elizabeth saw a face, a face that was not familiar, but definitely not unfamiliar.

His handsome facial features had a kind of pure masculine charm, his eyes were extremely deep, and the deep purple pupils were like the finest purple crystals, such a person stared directly at Elizabeth, almost making her unable to breathe.

No nosebleed, no nosebleed... Elizabeth tried to calm herself down.

Antonio reacted first: "Do you know where all the people who know my identity as an assassin have gone?"

Elizabeth was very cooperative: "Where did you go?" At the same time, she was on guard.

"They are all dead..." Antonio's Hidden Blade reached Elizabeth's throat in an instant: "I don't like to say it a second time, where is your father?"

Elizabeth's movement was a bit slower, but it was considered a basic success.The Hidden Blade successfully reached a certain part of the opponent.

"Mr. Red Rose, I swear by the thing you have next to my Hidden Blade. I don't know where Dungar is now." Elizabeth said very coldly: "You can cut my throat and see if I die first. Or you were crippled first with the ability to continue the bloodline."

Antonio put away the Hidden Blade, and Elizabeth stepped back a few steps.

Antonio sat aside: "Are you really a woman?"

"I guess my beauty is enough to prove the problem." Elizabeth smiled.

"And why Mr. Red Rose?"

"Because of the War of the Roses, is that a good reason? Or... because of the rosebushes we burrowed through that night?"

"I also sneaked in from there this time." Antonio looked out of the window and suddenly said something irrelevant.

Elizabeth smiled slightly: "Are you looking for my father? What is the Assassin's organization looking for him for? Want to kill him?" Then it is certain that Dungall has not received any threat from the Assassin's organization at least for now.

"No." Antonio said indifferently: "According to our reliable information, there is another Grand Master of the Knights Templar, and your father has always been an elite force of the Knights Templar, so we hope Got some news from him."

"Get some news?" Elizabeth sneered: "I killed him and saw his memory."

Antonio's expression froze: "I..."

"In France more than 100 years ago, Arno Dorian killed Chrétien Lafayette without any investigation, and in London more than 100 years later, Jacques Frye killed him without any investigation. Investigating kills who Attaway asked him to kill, do you think I'll believe that assassins have other means besides killing? That's why you have countless elite assassins and templars are losing A number of elites rose up again." Although she was close to the Assassins psychologically, Elizabeth knew more clearly that the failure of the Assassin Organization was almost doomed from the way they acted.

"I'm different from them, I'm a nobleman..."

"Who says Arno isn't? Ezio Auditore is the same." Elizabeth told this handsome guy something with her penis: "They are master assassins, and they are also excellent fighters. Their abilities and strengths are beyond compare. Accusations, the piety of your creed is also moving, the purpose of the Templars and the Assassins has always been the same, but—” Elizabeth paused: “You have underestimated some things from the beginning. The victory or defeat is never saved by one or two people. Maybe an excellent grand master can lead us to the top, but even if a grand master is not good enough, it is enough to make the entire Templar Knights operate according to normal laws and control us Everything that can be controlled." Elizabeth stared at Antonio indifferently: "You should improve a bit, relying on assassinating a Templar or a tyrant. It doesn't work. Just like Haytham Kenway said, 'even if you win In our hands... we will still come back. Do you know why? Because the order is born of reality, we don't need creeds, let alone an old man to teach. As long as the world remains the same, there will be orders, so the Templars will will never die.'”

Antonio spoke slowly: "Do you know what is the most fundamental difference between the Templars and the Assassins?"

Elizabeth said nothing, she just looked at Antonio.

"Our purpose is essentially the same, yet our thinking is different. Contrary to the Templars' intention to gain power through the control of free will in order to save humanity itself, the Assassins fight to ensure the survival of free will because Free will allows the development of new ideas and the growth of individuality. If we used your methods, we would be no different from the Templars. I am an Italian, and in Italians, freedom is the most important thing. "

In terms of thinking, Elizabeth is closer to an assassin, but her background determines that she cannot join the assassin organization-not everyone is the "man who can't even mention his name".

"So, are you here for freedom?" Now that the war has been temporarily truceed, Elizabeth took two cups of coffee from Dungal's table: "One for you, one for me, you choose first."

"No, my original purpose was just to make my father angry." Antonio said indifferently: "My mother is from the Auditore family and is an assassin. My father met my mother when he was studying in Italy. He offered to be an ambassador in Italy, and after my mother gave birth to me, I was trained as an Assassin, but then he found out that my mother was an Assassin, so he abandoned her and went back to England. Unfortunately, he Didn't know I was an assassin, so he took me back to England." Antonio took a sip of his coffee and said, "My God, this coffee is iced."

"It's already late at night, I can't make you hot coffee." Elizabeth raised her chin: "There is a fireplace over there, you can go and try the feeling of hot coffee on the fireplace."

"No, thank you, Miss Morgan." Antonio drank the cold coffee: "So, it's time for me to leave."

"Wait a minute." Elizabeth didn't want to miss any chance now: "Can you do me a favor?"

"Talk." Antonio had gone to the window to put on his hood, and turned back to listen to her.

"Before I say, I want to ask you, can you keep a secret tonight?"

"Like the tango in the garden last time?" Antonio said, "I'm not that bored."

"Can you tell your assassin organization not to hurt my father for the time being?"

Antonio took off his hood: "Interesting proposal, why?"

"Because I suspect that Dungall's disappearance may be related to the Templars." Elizabeth said her speculation: "If so..."

"If it's because he's the opposition of the newly created grand master, then we can indeed reach a temporary cooperation." Antonio lowered his eyes, his purple eyes shining brightly: "If it's because of other reasons, I can't agree. "

"If it had been for any other reason, I would have known. Lancaster, do you know what to do?"

"It's up to you." Antonio put on his hood again, showing two hidden swords: "I am the only master assassin still in London, since you know that the Fry twins—Jacob Fry went to India to join her It's my sister's wedding."

"Thank you." Elizabeth thanked him very much: "Did you also inherit your appearance from your mother?"

Antonio opened and closed his eyes slowly: "Yes, Sofia is a very beautiful woman with a pair of purple eyes."

After finishing speaking, Antonio immediately jumped out of the window with a sharp eagle cry.

Elizabeth suddenly remembered something, she opened the window and looked down: "Hey—there is—"

"Ah!" There was a scream that Elizabeth could hear upstairs.

"Pitchfork..." Elizabeth finished the last words in silence.

The author has something to say: about the small theater in this chapter

Antonio: What a fucking dog... is this a woman?

Elizabeth: Of course it is~ See you on the bed if you don’t believe me

Antonio: Damn...