The last headhunter

Chapter 7 Professional Guilds

Chapter 7 Professional Guilds
"The capital of death? Headhunters are the least welcome?"

"Hey, Naxiu! It's enough to be joking—I've never heard of such a title and policy!"

Mal looked shocked.He broke free and ran to the leading masked man, trying to explain something.

"Ao'an has always been friendly to outside adventurers, isn't it? I brought this boy here just to go to the professional guild to do file certification and ask for a pass. Do you understand? Ao'an is just a transit point!"

"It won't endanger anyone, and it won't make anyone unhappy. You don't have to be so ostentatious with such an exaggerated threat!"

But Naxiu just looked at him coldly, kept looking at him coldly, and didn't even want to answer half a word.In his eyes, the so-called mid-level knights were nothing but subjects under the unquestionable absolute power of professional guilds.He is unable to challenge the eyes of the world, let alone influence the judgment of professional guilds.It's good that he can protect himself when he's alone, but how can he have the courage to worry about that, fledgling boy!
Is he worth it?What's the need for a headhunter who has failed everyone's expectations!

There is no need to entangle any longer, and there is no need to explain.There are more and more adventurers and spectators gathered around, it is best to solve this matter secretly.

"Sneak smoke!"

Naxiu lightly crushed a scroll.The mantra energy from it began to vibrate in the air, and the purple-gray gas was brewing and rising, gradually expanding and spreading around him like fireworks, and soon surrounded the whole group of people.This chaotic breath stirred in the wind, and gradually seeped into the body.Their bodies become transparent and elusive in the rapid and unstable changes.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the thieves took the two of them and rushed down the ladder.The wind in the air was wrapped in smoke and dust, whistling in the boy's ears.

He guarded his package tightly.It contained his most precious treasure.

Homeless, without freedom, the humble vagabond has no self-respect.

Is this a blessing for headhunters?Is it the tempering I must go through in order to become an excellent headhunter?

My first stop, too, was too unfriendly to me.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile wryly.And in the dark gray wind, he couldn't see Mar's eyes at all.

A sense of being lost in a trance scattered in my heart.

At the same time, professional guilds.

This is the most luxurious building in the entire Aoan Town. The building materials used are not ordinary Luoan stones, but fission colorful stones, which are constructed from pure elemental energy. They are scattered in every corner of the Luoan continent, but the mineral veins The quantity is extremely rare, and tempering is extremely difficult. Generally, even one piece cannot be found in the market. Its limited quantity is only supplied to the royal family, wealthy families, and the final professional guild.In order to ensure the sanctity of the fission colored stones, the kingdom even promulgated a specific law, requiring residents and all adventurers to never hide the colored stones privately. If they are discovered, there is only one end.

Banish, feed undead monsters, and allow no one to save you.

But human beings have the original sin of greed.The meaning of the existence of thieves is to plunder those priceless treasures and take them for themselves. Therefore, it is impossible for them not to be tempted by the fission colorful stone.Of course, you will say that it is absolutely impossible for me to hand over that treasure.If you announced it so categorically, then I'm sorry - your head may land on the head someday.

So out of the desire for that magical stone, even the "Austrian" royal family, which symbolized the highest will of the country, had been ransacked by thieves.And the legendary assassin who assassinated several iron guards and entered the palace. No one knows his name so far.

To be precise, everyone who knew him at all has completely disappeared.

There is not even a corpse, and it seems to have disappeared out of thin air. Even if you send out magic messengers to search for it day and night, it will be a waste of effort.

Such an ultimate assassin, an omnipotent one lurking in the shadows.That's the badge of all assassins, the hero of all thieves.Even though his talent has never been used in a righteous way, the unruly evil and freedom just happened to be the symbol of cunning respected by thieves.

This is the same for the high-level assassin, Master Rick.

At this moment, he was standing on the incomparably precious fission steps at the entrance of the professional guild.The elemental energy contained in the colorful stones can distort and deform the surrounding space to a certain extent, so even standing on the steps, it is as if you are on the turbulent sea.And the amazing thing is that even with that tumbling feeling, it can still maintain its balance extremely stably.Rick naturally admired such a wonderful experience secretly.He is an old man. After nearly 60 years of growth and tempering, he grew up and changed from a blunt thief to a high-level assassin recognized by the royal family and issued a qualification certificate. Come to Ao'an, an important town in Tianqu Province, to be qualified as the vice president of the professional guild.

Too many times of cynicism, too many times of narrow escapes, too many times of bloodshed and killing.He is used to seeing blood, revenge and death, and he has long been indifferent and calm to many things that happen in the world.It was the same this time - when he heard that Riel's stupid imitator, a hairy boy who claimed to be a headhunter, broke into the town of O'an with the help of Mar, his expression was also unwavering.Even though the surrounding members of the House of Representatives were chattering, years of experience made Rick understand that this was nothing more than a clown's deception.

Marr can be regarded as a very experienced war cavalry.How could you be fooled like that?

Rick was very puzzled, and he desperately wanted to know why.So after dismissing Mimeng who came to sue angrily, he ordered his direct subordinates—the Shadow Guard headed by the mid-level thief Naxiu, who had not yet comprehended the realm of assassins, to search for the traces of the two of them. They brought it back quickly.

He needed to interrogate both of them himself, and ask them the purpose of their imprudent journey.He knew that Mal must have supported that young man out of kindness, but in this era, such kindness would only increase his weakness and humiliation.

You don't understand, Mal.You don't retain as much kindness after so much of the past.

What's more, you are not a very good person yourself.

Don't think I don't know what you're wandering about on the trails near Glenn.

With a cane in his hand, he sat upright on the judgment platform in the center of the huge meeting hall.The top surrounded by rubies is covered with fine iron, and a bloody short knife is inserted above it.Legend has it that the former professional guild leaders used this bloody dagger to judge all rebels who violated dogma and orders, and all perverted criminals who intended to harm human forces.And the blood energy accumulated in that short knife, the bloody smell permeating from the tip of the knife, has long been the most primitive impulse to kill that the assassins will never forget.

People call it the "Scarlet Judgment", which is the ultimate trial in Ao'an Town that surpasses the deterrent power of the court and surpasses the constraints of the executive officer.

Some poor people whose lives were cut off by this knife kept flashing in his mind, and Rick sighed in his heart.How long does it take for a person to grow out of this wasteland?How short a time would it take to easily lose one's life?But no matter what, rules are always rules.

There is one, established rule that no one can circumvent.

If the boy's answer is not satisfactory, this evil dagger will devour his soul.

What would you choose?
Rick calmed down, and saw a cloud of smoke mixed with soil from a distance, rushing up the steps from the entrance.At this moment, the multicolored stone began to emit dazzling light, and the effect of disappearing completely disappeared, and the figures of the eight people suddenly appeared completely.The Shadow Guard surrounded the two "criminals" and stopped in the center of the meeting hall.The chaotic trampling sound of ticking on the blue wooden floor also faded away.

"Kneel! Kneel! Kneel!"

The six thieves stepped back one by one, muttering in their mouths.The voice of command that seemed to have magical power flooded into my mind, which shocked the young man's heart.

The long-robed old man standing in front of him did not know where he came from.He restrained all his aura, as gentle and calm as the old man who played lo'an chess on the street he met when he was a boy.Although the ominous blood knife next to him is frightening, it is not enough to pose an extremely terrifying threat.

At least, the mysterious man in front of me gave me a chance to explain.

The young man was secretly terrified.What worries him most is not such a confrontation, but that the other party directly pronounces a crime.In that case, he would really have no chance of turning around.

Rationality is an essential element for human beings to seek resonance.Presumably, he is also a sufficiently sober rationalist.

"Kneel. Kneel. Kneel—"

On the contrary, Mal couldn't bear it at first, bent down, knelt on the ground with one knee, and gently pressed his arm.There are still baking marks on his silver-white armor, which is the reappearance of his battle memory.The fierce battle between the Flame Lord and him is still the last one to be saved, how could Mar can forget it.

If, if the boy had confessed the hero's name earlier, it wouldn't be like this, would it?
"Okay. Stop babbling. I'm tired of hearing it."

Rick slowly stood up from the glazed stone bench on the judgment platform.His gaze swept over Mal and the boy, but he began to pace slowly.In the air, there was the creaking and shaking sound of cloth shoes stepping on the floor.He waved his hand to make the Shadow Guard retreat, and immediately began his "trial".

"Mar, and the unknown boy. I am Rick, an assassin."

"I have experienced two Patriotic Wars, three large-scale undead hunts, and the ultimate counterattack against the Dreadlord. I have been to the dark area in the northwest of Luoan, and I have traveled 50.00% of the world. I assassinated I killed hundreds of traitors who intended to rebel against the empire and form a free alliance. I have made great contributions to the royal family, and I have the highest level of ruling power in O'an Town."

"So, both of you. What you are going through now is an assessment from the professional guild, and it is also a trial from the professional guild. If you didn't pass, I'm sorry—"

He sighed softly, and pointed to the "Blood Judgment" who seemed to be sneering.

"You guys will die."

"A traitor. A lunatic? A liar? Headhunter, let's reveal your true colors."

(End of this chapter)

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