The Collection of The End

The imperial capital, the bustling street.

"Next is the store!"

"Wait for me! Miss!"

The young pink-haired girl walked lightly on the street, while a teenager in a guard uniform behind her was carrying a lot of bags bitterly.

Well, this seems to have happened once, even the hairstyle is similar...

Tazmi, who was disguised as a bodyguard, followed Maine with a bag, looking left and right.

Although it has not been long since he came to the emperor last time, his mood has been very different. Last time he was a country boy trying to make a name for himself here, and now he is a follower who goes shopping with the eldest lady.

…wrong!

An assassin who scouted the imperial capital with his companions!

Although almost all of the members of the Night Raid are on the wanted list, just relying on the hand-painted stuff with rough lines and compositions, as long as they don't take out their weapons and start fighting, no one will be able to recognize who is who.

"Haah - mission accomplished~" Maine sat down after ordering in a beverage shop and stretched her waist greatly.

"No... I'm totally investigating, you're just shopping exaggeratedly." Tazmi squinted at her.

"Hmph, if you didn't shop without my 'eldest lady', do you think those clerks would care about you?" Maine gave him a sideways glance.

That's true, but you really didn't do anything... Tazmi blinked, deciding not to argue the subject.

There are three targets for investigation in the imperial capital this time, namely the sheriff of the market, the recorder and the powerful.

In the market area of ​​the imperial capital, a businessman reported to the recorder that the powerful man was conducting illegal transactions. The recorder asked the sheriff to investigate, but the result of the investigation was "uneven distribution of the spoils". The powerful man paid a fine, and the businessman who reported He was put on death row for multiple crimes.

After the clichés in various stores before, it can be determined that this is basically true.

In Tazmi's view, there are three ways to resolve this matter. One is to find out the evidence that the sheriff, the recorder and the powerful are in trouble, and hand it over to higher-level officials, but the higher-level officials who get the evidence will uphold justice. The probability... The second is to rob the prison, but the businessman will not be able to return to normal life after that. As for the third, that is to kill all the sheriffs, recorders and powerful people. Others want to strike and take their place. The jailed businessman is the best weapon.

Judging from the current corruption and chaos of the empire, the third option is the most feasible, and it is probably because of this that Ye Xiu will accept this commission... How did the businessman's wife find Ye Xiu?

Tread-tap-tap-tap-

Tazmi was thinking when he suddenly heard the sound of carriages passing by on the road. Judging from the feedback from the road, they were all pulling something heavy.

When I looked up, I found that dozens of large carriages were being escorted by a large number of imperial soldiers from outside the city to the palace in the middle of the imperial capital. The front several cars were carrying huge cages, and many people in strange uniforms were locked in dejected uniforms. People, and this is a truck behind, pulling some weapons and equipment that seem to have been damaged, and the style is similar to the clothes of the people in front.

"That's it?" Tazmi tilted his head and asked.

"It's the rebel army captured by the empire, at least in terms of propaganda." Maine responded quietly.

"Propaganda..." Tazmi narrowed his eyes and took a closer look at the prisoners, and found that they were more like ordinary farmers than soldiers.

"The rebels will not attack the imperial capital until they control all other provinces," Maine replied, "but their news will always come. In order to maintain the control of the imperial capital, ministers will send troops to fight the rebels, and they will promote it from time to time. A wave of his 'victories'."

"But 'just' propaganda?" Tazmi thought he understood.

"The minister did send troops to attack, but as long as it takes a little longer, those imperial soldiers will definitely defect," Maine pouted: "Now I can only rely on my own false propaganda to tell the residents of the imperial capital that the rebel army is a murderer. Blinking demons, the residents of the area controlled by the rebel army are all living in dire straits, and it is not enough to just rely on what they say without evidence, so they go to arrest the people in the area controlled by the rebel army, and put on the uniform of the rebel army casually. and weapons, pretending to be victorious and returning home."

"Well..." Tazmi listened to the **** soldiers who were shouting something near the carriage, and vaguely heard "I have the advantage", "Victory", "Looking for the wind", "Pursue the victory", "Take all the prisoners." "And other words: "Does everyone believe it?"

"Believe, why don't you believe it? It's either stupid enough to believe, or shrewd enough to pretend to be a letter, and say these arrested, if someone says something loudly: You are killing the good and taking advantage of your merits, but in fact, you have lost your way and didn't go, or something, The rebels who are far away can't save him." Maine shook her head and drank her drink. "Okay, the investigation mission is complete, let's go back."

"..." Tazmi no longer wanted to refute this sentence, and resignedly raised the other shopping bags.

Speaking of which, will the money for these purchases be counted as action costs?

"Next, to investigate the daily movements of these three people and the defense strength of the house, it can't be done by just wandering around outside," Maine lowered her voice: "Next, I will confirm with a member who is better at infiltrating and disguising. This thing, and then it’s going to happen — that’s basically the flow of action.”

Bring the newcomers to familiarize themselves with the process, understand, Tazmi nodded, maybe Maine's task today still has an evaluation of himself.

"And there is—"

hum…

Death Death Torture Torture Detention Interrogation —

At this moment, even if I didn't want to be familiar, I was already very familiar, but I still couldn't get used to it again.

Tazmi pressed his forehead with difficulty and looked up at the sky.

Unsurprisingly, the black thread that contained countless negative emotions fell from the sky.

Since it was daytime this time, he could clearly see that those black threads did not really come from the sky, but only appeared from the void from a height of less than ten meters above the convoy.

These things that looked like seaweed and like hair, since they appeared, have clearly extended towards their respective targets below, and drilled into the bodies of prisoners one by one.

Due to the distance and the absence of Chi Tong, who seemed to be able to fight against it, Tazmi could only watch helplessly and try to see what would happen under the influence of this thing.

Although several guards in Arya's house were also affected before, their attitudes just became strange, so they shouldn't be...

call-

A gust of wind blew, and Tazmi blinked subconsciously, but in the literal sense of "in the blink of an eye", the cages on the carriage had all disappeared, and instead, they were all tied to the stake, covered all over. Bloodstains, tortured, people who don't know their life or death.

"...You mustn't become like that." Maine's last sentence came too late.