I weave fate in parallel time and space

Chapter 369 I Understand What You Mean
After the successful revolution in Britannia, Helang and the Brotherhood wanted to try to apply the template here to other countries in Europe, and completely end the decadent monarchy.

They did succeed in some small countries as well.

However, just when they were about to apply the mature model to major European countries, they were ambushed and paid a very heavy price, and even Helang was seriously injured.

According to the Brotherhood's subsequent investigations, as well as Helang's own speculation, it seems that there is an existence that reintegrated the forces of the Nightmare Order in Europe, and began to attack the Brotherhood's forces in various parts of Europe.

They are very powerful, and even have some special powers. Hei Lang suspects that they should be the nightmare under the hands of Sleeping God.

But in short, the Brotherhood has been turning into the dark in the past few years, and has been fighting against the Nightmare Order. Both sides have won and lost, and it seems to have fallen into a certain cycle.

This stalemate continues to this day, decades later.

The good news is that although the original Brotherhood suffered heavy losses from the Nightmare Order, the former Brotherhood headquarters has been successfully preserved.

However, compared to the Montney Manor in the past, the current manor can be said to have undergone earth-shaking changes.

In the past, although the manor was used as the headquarters of the fraternity, many families of fraternity members actually lived there.

However, as time progressed, the number of Brotherhood increased, and the manor gradually became overwhelmed.

At the beginning, the Brotherhood originally wanted to demolish the city walls and internal houses of the manor and rebuild them.

However, Heilang was obviously more nostalgic, so they expanded around the manor.

In the past hundred years, the original manor has developed into a small town that is marked on the map of this country. Most of the people in the town are members of the fraternity, family members, and descendants.

The mayor of the town is basically a member of the brotherhood.

At this moment, Arthur was walking in the streets of this Montney town.

The Brotherhood has been doing well in these years. There are many industries under it, branches in various countries around the world, and even some high-ranking officials belong to them.

Therefore, this town is also very beautifully built. The city streets are paved with bluestone paths that are not found in many cities, and the streets are very spacious.

The houses on both sides are built in a unified style, with almost the same height and the same style. Most of them are Baroque style, but they are not too luxurious. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are like a corner of a certain city.

But the most eye-catching thing is the walled manor in the center of the town, which looks like some kind of historical relic.

When Arthur entered the town, there were children running and playing on the street, but for some reason, as he gradually approached the castle in the middle, there were fewer and fewer people on the street.

He could clearly feel that the people around him were closing the windows tightly, watching him carefully through some gaps.

At this time, he passed a coffee shop. The owner of the shop was about 30 years old, with red hair and beard, and he should be Celtic.

He was wearing an apron and had a kind smile on his face.

"Yo, new face, are you here to find someone?"

"Yes," Arthur said.

"Who are you looking for?" he continued to ask.

After a pause, he smiled confidently, "I didn't say that. I know everyone in this town. If you tell me a name, I can find it for you."

"Haron," said Arthur.

The man obviously didn't react, "What?"

"Your mentor," Arthur continued, "is he still alive?"

The owner of the coffee shop narrowed his eyes slightly, and carefully looked at the old man in front of him. His hair and beard were both grey, and very long.He is not tall, but he is not stooped like other old people of this age, and his eyes are also very energetic.

"We don't have this person here," he said.

Arthur frowned slightly, and said with some doubts, "Strange, he should be here"

"Is it convenient to ask about your relationship with him?" He continued to ask.

"We're friends."

The moment his words fell, the red-haired man's face instantly showed a killing intent, and he violently launched into trouble.

The whole person rushed towards Arthur like an arrow leaving the string, and the Hidden Sword in his hand stabbed out, piercing Arthur's chest.

But Arthur moved slightly to one side, easily dodged the blow, and even grabbed his arm with a backhand, pulled him to the right, and pushed his knee up.

A knee hit his abdomen hard, and the red-haired middle-aged man spat out a mouthful of liquid mixed with stomach acid, and then fell to the ground, clutching his stomach and rolling in pain.

"The speed is good, but the killing intent is too obvious." Arthur commented.

He didn't pay attention to this person any more, but continued to walk along the trail to the walled manor.

At that moment, there was more killing intent in the surrounding area.

A few darts filled with poison flew over from both sides, almost invisible to the naked eye, and it was impossible to avoid them at such a short distance.

But Arthur raised his head slightly, and a few blow darts almost brushed his hair and shot into the wall on one side.

At the same time, two figures fell from the roof above. The hidden swords exuded a cold brilliance in the sun, as if they were preparing to knock Arthur to the ground and pierce his chest.

However, to the astonishment of those two people, Arthur actually grabbed their arms in mid-air with an inhuman speed.

And at the same time, he took a step back, using the force of their fall to pull back violently.

"boom!"

The two of them face down and make intimate contact with the solid masonry floor.

With the dull sound, the two assassins only felt that they were hit hard by a high-speed train, their internal organs were trembling, they spit out a mouthful of blood, and curled up on the ground in pain.

"The cooperation is very good." Arthur said, "But it's not quiet enough, it's too loud..."

He ignored the two of them again and continued walking forward.

His pace was neither hasty nor slow, not caring about the increasing number of assassins around him, like an ordinary old man who got up in the morning and went to the park for morning exercises.

On the roof above, in the alleys around, and behind him, there are almost all assassins.

Everyone stared at Arthur, and the Hidden Blades on his arms flicked away.

Arthur said helplessly, "I just came here to find a friend, there is no malice."

But obviously, they didn't have any intention of talking to Arthur.

An assassin rushed over first. Both in speed and skill, he was stronger than the previous ones. His hidden sword pierced Arthur's chest!
But Arthur took a step forward, and his arm passed directly over Arthur's shoulder.

Arthur broke into his penalty area directly, but Arthur didn't even use his hands. Instead, he used an action similar to leaning against a mountain, and his shoulder hit the man's shoulder hard.

Accompanied by the crisp sound of bones, he only felt that he was hit hard by a high-speed bull, and his whole body flew backward several meters.

At the same time, Arthur took another step forward, raised his right hand, and gave an elbow to the assassin who was about to stab him on the right.

With a bang, he was directly sent flying several meters away!

……

Underground inside Montney Manor.

An old man with gray hair and beard was sitting cross-legged in front of a statue, meditating with his eyes closed.

Flames are burning in the surrounding fire platform.

The flickering fireworks reflected his wrinkled face.

Unlike Arthur, who is old but looks very energetic, everyone can see that he is very old, and some people even believe that he is more than 100 years old, but it is true.

He was wearing a gray loose robe, like a hermit Taoist priest.

At this time, an assassin wearing an assassin uniform ran down and said nervously.

"Teacher, an outsider has come to the town, saying that he is your friend, and he wants to come to you by name."

The old man slowly opened his eyes, and the wisdom that had accumulated over the years was revealed in the dark eyes.

"I have no friends, and those who have are all dead."

His voice was also very old, and there was a bit more breathiness in his words.

"Yeah, that's why we all feel that the comer is not kind. The people left behind in the whole town tried to stop him, but..."

The old man turned his head slowly.

"With so many people in the town, can't they beat him?"

There was an unimaginable fear in the assassin's eyes.

"You... go out and have a look."

The old man let out a long sigh, then slowly stood up and stretched a little, making a bone-crunching sound all over his body.

"Let's go."

The assassin on one side immediately took a one-person-high crutch leaning on a statue from one side.

The old man took the crutches, walked out of the basement slowly with the crutches, entered the ground, and slowly came to the gate of the ancient city wall.

The street that Arthur walked happened to be facing the gate of the city gate, so from here, he could just overlook Arthur.

From the perspective of the old man, at one end of the street, an old man with long silver hair and a beard was slowly walking towards him, and behind him lay a group of brotherhood assassins.

They rolled and wailed in pain, the whole street was there, but the old man was not injured at all, and his clothes were not even dirty, just like when he first came in.
"tutor."

The assassin beside him couldn't help but speak.

"Why don't we evacuate here first? Let's transfer the elites from the rest of the divisions."

The old man didn't speak or move. He just stood on crutches and quietly watched the old man walking towards him.

Soon, Arthur came to the old man. He looked the old man up and down. Although the old man had changed a lot compared to the past, he still said with emotion.

"You're getting old, Hei Lang."

The assassin on one side stood in front of Hei Lang, and the Hidden Blade flicked out from his wrist, looking at Arthur warily.However, Heilang pushed him away with a walking stick.

Hei Lang opened his eyes slightly, looking up and down at Arthur.

He had actually seen Arthur's appearance before, so he recognized it just now, but he didn't quite believe it.

His eyes trembled slightly, and his breathing was a little disturbed.

"you……"

"The teacher saved me," said Arthur. "I think you should know who he is?"

"You never looked for me." Hei Lang said, "I thought..."

"In my capacity, it's really inconvenient."

The assassin beside Hei Lang looked at Arthur, then at Hei Lang, and couldn't help saying.

"Mentor, do you know him?"

Hei Lang nodded, "In a sense, we should be regarded as brothers."

The assassin was stunned, and he couldn't help looking at the lying assassins in the street below.

Now it's no wonder that only the mentor's junior can have such a terrifying fighting power...

"You come to me, don't you have to be so friendly?" Hei Lang looked at the assassins lying on the street below.

"If I don't do anything serious, I'll just lie in bed for ten days and a half at most." Arthur said.

He said helplessly, "And I told them that I'm here to find you and I'm your friend, but they just don't believe it."

Hei Lang glanced at the street and said, "It would be good to give them lessons."

"come in."

Helang led Arthur into the city wall and into the manor.

They found a cafe in the manor and sat down.

"The obvious revenue of the town these years is tourism, and it is not far from the coastline, and the scenery is not bad.

As a historical relic, this manor has attracted many people.

In the past, it was almost full of people.

However, due to the war in the past two years, basically no one came here.

So you are very conspicuous when you come here, and you can easily be recognized as a spy. "

The waiter on the side came over with a plate and put a glass of water in front of Arthur and Hei Lang.

The waiter saluted Hei Lang, and then left the place.

"You came to see me, shouldn't it be for the sake of greeting?" Hei Lang continued,

"I haven't seen you for more than 50 years, and I came to see you suddenly. It's no wonder you think so." Arthur nodded.

"There's really no reason?" Hei Lang was a little surprised.

"There's a reason," said Arthur.

Helang glanced at him speechlessly.

Arthur smiled, "I'm old, can't I take a joke?"

"I'm not as free as you. I just use suspended animation to leave all the government affairs of a country to other people." Hei Lang said.

He picked up the water glass in front of him and took a sip, "Tell me, what do you want from me?"

Arthur watched him quietly, his eyes flickering, "You, do you still remember our ideal?"

Hei Lang's movement of drinking water froze, and he raised his head to look at him.

"This war is also the best opportunity." Arthur murmured softly,
"The sacrifices and heavy taxes caused by the war will lead to public grievances, and these internal conflicts are our opportunities." Arthur's eyes flickered.

Hei Lang thought for a moment, "Over the years, the Brotherhood has also been promoting these movements. For example, those who are now active on the surface. However, news came from our people not long ago that there seemed to be some contradictions among them. Many People began to choose to support their own country's aggression..."

"But there is still a place where people are fighting for it, aren't they?"

Hei Lang's eyes flickered, "That is indeed a good young man."

He seemed to have thought of something, and whispered, "I understand what you mean..."

(End of this chapter)