Heritage foundry

Chapter 531 Sous' Team - The Silent Thorn

Neria took away a healthy horse from the Platinum Manor, an enchanted leather armor made of sea shark skin, and some odds and ends, all kinds of equipment looted from Zhou Mo's private weapon room.

"Remember, in the Black Rose Tavern, you must keep in mind the secret code and joint gestures. If you make a mistake, the mission will be considered a failure!"

The old butler personally sent Neriya out of the back door of the manor.

"Also, please remember that you are just a lone mercenary. Join that team for the sake of salary. Don't reveal your identity, or you will spoil His Majesty's important event!"

Thousands of reminders, the old housekeeper seemed to be sending his granddaughter to get married. While Niriya was impatient, she was extremely moved, but she still acted helplessly, rode on the horse, and galloped away impatiently.

"Don't worry, grandpa housekeeper, I will definitely become a knight!"

The girl's clean voice echoed on the path, and the old housekeeper looked at the girl's back with worry in his vicissitudes eyes.

Zhou Mo appeared behind the old housekeeper silently, and asked a little puzzledly:
"My housekeeper, is Neria beautiful?"

It's a strange question to ask, Neriya's beauty can be confirmed by anyone who has eyes and is not blind.

But the old butler smiled unsurprisingly, and turned his head to look at Zhou Mo with a little kindness in his eyes.

"My lord, if you doubt your ability as a man, and there happen to be two new girls in the castle, you can love them to your heart's content and trust the judgment of an old man, your majesty is extremely healthy."

Zhou Mo, who was seen through by the old housekeeper, was embarrassed for a moment, but fortunately, Zhou Mo's face was already extremely thick, and he asked:

"Really? Then why do I feel like seeing Niriya, not like seeing a beautiful woman, but, rather, a kind of seeing..."

This feeling was very new to Zhou Mo, for a while, Zhou Mo couldn't express it accurately in words.

The old butler lowered his head and smiled slightly, then said:
"My lord, you should have the feeling of seeing your own daughter!"

Zhou Mo was taken aback for a moment, and immediately understood his abnormality, and his face brightened:
"That's right, let me just say, Your Majesty is still young, how can he not be interested in beautiful women? So that's how it is!"

Then Zhou Mo sighed again.

"Hey, our little girl has grown up so much. Seeing her leave the manor alone to venture into the world she doesn't know, really makes His Majesty a little sad!"

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Zhou Mo's sadness is like a man seeing his beloved little princess getting married.

But the sadness of old Holm is like seeing his own sunny and cheerful baby son, who is getting more and more depressed day by day.

That's right, the son of destiny chosen by Zhou Mo, Soth, was extremely depressed at this time, so depressed that he got drunk in the Black Rose Tavern every day.

With a sound of "Bang!", the wine glass made of oak hit the bar counter.

"Have another drink!" South lay on the bar, his head buried under his arms, his voice weak like a consumptive ghost.

The bartender shrugged indifferently. Anyway, this young master seems to have endless money for drinks. Since he wants it, then give it.

A glass of orange-yellow wine was poured into South's glass.

When Sous heard the sound of wine being poured into the glass, his wrist trembled slightly, and when he realized that there was more wine in the glass in his hand, he raised his head just now, and put the glass to his mouth with drunken eyes.

When the edge of the oak cup touched Soth's lips, a shiver spread from the last spine of Soth's whole body like an electric current.

The drunken and hazy eyes suddenly became clear and sharp, and Sous's whole body was blackened in an instant.

The speed and strength brought by the black iron made Sous move half a foot to the right with his toes pointing to the ground, and knocked a burly drinker on the right into the air.

A cold light silently pressed against Soth's ribs, penetrated his clothes, rubbed against his skin, and pierced into the wooden bar counter, penetrating seven points!

But the strange thing is that the dagger shot from not far away, it doesn't matter if there is no sound of piercing the air. It can be done by practicing the flying knife technique or using special knives, but the dagger penetrates seven points into the wood, with such great strength, There was no sound at all, which made Sous's heart skip a beat, knowing that he had met a master.

The alcoholic who was knocked into the air by Soth was also in a state of drunkenness at this time, and got up from the ground with a dirty mouth, waving his fist as big as a sea bowl, and wanted to teach Soth a lesson.

But halfway through the fist swing, the drunken burly man suddenly saw Soth's face that looked like the highest grade black iron.

The fist froze instantly in mid-air, and then said in embarrassment:
"Damn mosquito, it scared your uncle!"

Then he slipped away as fast as he could.

This man is an ace fighter in the Colosseum. He can tear the most ferocious ligers into pieces in a one-on-one fight, but he can't even touch the black iron door. Piece!

The way of survival of the little people does not need the political wisdom of the big people to be even a little bit simpler.

Soth's mind at this time would naturally not pay attention to an ordinary person who did not threaten him at all.

Turning his head slowly, he didn't need to search carefully in the crowded tavern, and the person who shot the throwing knife didn't seem to have any intention of avoiding it.

Sous immediately locked his eyes on a young man who was five meters away from him, sitting on a single seat with three tables of guests and two maids in between, with a slender girl on his lap.

This man looked about 23 and [-], his face was extremely ordinary, his eyebrows were slightly raised, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. In his hand, there was a dagger that was exactly the same as the one that nailed Soth's clothes to the bar at this time. The knives flip like butterflies at your fingertips.

The eyes of the two met, and the man looked at Soth with a little message in his eyes, speaking outside.

Sous frowned slightly, thought for a while, and seemed to understand something, slapped a silver coin on the bar, then got up and left.

Walking from the bar to the entrance of the tavern, Sous didn't get rid of the black iron on his body, and walked out of the main entrance of the tavern step by step, with footprints mixed in sweat.

Sous, who had recovered his normal skin color, glanced back, but at some point, that ordinary man had followed behind him.

The two turned into an uninhabited alley tacitly. The smell of sewage and garbage was extremely choking, but neither of them cared about it.

The ordinary man spoke first and said:

"You can avoid my silent stab while drunk, it seems that what old Holm said is right, you will be an excellent captain!"

Sous was silent for a moment, then said:

"This seems to be different from the agreed code!"

Shrugging his shoulders, the ordinary man made a gesture with both hands. When gesturing, the blade did not stop rolling on his fingertips. After the gesture was formed in an instant, the silver blade was like a blooming bright flame.

"Dancing in the night."

The ordinary man reported the agreed code.

Sous nodded and replied:
"Find where the light is."

Then he made a unique gesture with his hands, like a man caressing his wife's waist intimately.

"My name is Som."

Som looked at his future captain and slapped his name on it.

Soth got information about Som from old Holm, and knew that this man was one of the best assassins in the Platinum City, and he had the title of Silent Assassin.

After seeing his methods today, South was well-known.

"You're the first to report! That's good."

South spoke highly of his first team member.

Som didn't care too much, shrugged his shoulders, and said:
"It's just professional ethics. You paid the deposit and demonstrated the ability to bring me the expected income. Then, as the assassin and scout in the team, it will be my creed to always arrive early."

Soth nodded and said:
"It can be seen that you are very professional and careful."

"Of course, those who do this job, especially those who do it in the Platinum City, are unprofessional and carelessly want to live, unless you are a member of His Majesty Platinum!"

Hearing the words His Majesty Platinum, Sous became suspicious and asked:
"There are assassins under His Majesty the King?"

Som gave Soth a strange look, like a veteran looking at a rookie.

"Of course, but His Majesty's assassins are not called assassins, they are called executive officers!"

Sous suddenly realized that the executive officer, a semi-public but absolutely unacknowledged power under His Majesty the Platinum King, was dedicated to doing some secret things for His Majesty the King.

The secret affairs of His Majesty the King include but are not limited to assassinating the ambitious, getting rid of the betrayers, solving the deceivers, collecting beautiful women and so on.

Under the protection of the Platinum King, these executives are unscrupulous. They are assassins, but they are more flamboyant than fighters when they do things.

Som mentioned His Majesty Platinum, but did not say that he was also a member of the executive officers.

Moreover, among the executive officers, the secret army directly responsible to His Majesty Platinum, the best of the royal adjudicators, came to Sous's side, and naturally he was ordered by a top-secret order to complete a som that he didn't even know. Top secret mission!
However, after the task was completed, the generous reward, as well as the conferment of a baronial title and baronial territory, could already make Som gamble everything.

Although His Majesty Platinum has many shortcomings, there are still countless people who work for him, because this His Majesty has a good way of making money, and he is absolutely generous in his actions.

"Captain, where is our base or lair? Or do you have a better name?"

South glanced at Som and said:
"Since you arrived first, I will take you to see my roots first!"

"Roots? Funny title!"

Som said with a smile.

South, however, was thinking about what Uncle Home said to him:
"Son, your base is called the root. The seed is buried in the ground, and the stem will break out of the ground and grow in the light, but the root is buried deep and never sees the light."

"But, my child, without roots, the stalk will die in the light, and you should understand this."

Taking a deep breath, Sous forced himself to show a smile, facing the sky that had entered the night.

The root of Soth is buried in a very ingenious position.

Even South, whose heart was full of depression at this time, had to admire Uncle Home's supernatural powers.

In a grocery store closest to the barracks of the Royal Palace Garrison, Sous led Som into the backyard.

After opening the cellar, the two walked in.

"God of the Sea! My God, if His Majesty Platinum knows that there is such a large underground space under the barracks of his garrison, he may not be able to sleep well!"

Som sighed in surprise, and at the same time decided to pass the news back as soon as possible. Under the garrison responsible for the order in the Platinum City and the security of the cabinet ministries, it turned out to be a lair carefully prepared by an underground organization!

Som is sure that this news is enough to double his bounty after completing this task!
The root space is very large.

Sous first took Som to the bedroom prepared for him.

I have to say that this bedroom is impeccable except that it cannot see the sunlight.

Big bed, bathroom, gorgeous soft carpet, and even a separate toilet and cloakroom.

Som is a little unbelievable. These days, the underground organization is even richer than the official organization of the principality, and there is no kingly law.

"Captain, this is indeed the room prepared for me? Oh my god, if I had known that working with old Huo Mong could have such enjoyment, I would have taken refuge in Nightingale a long time ago!"

This made Sous frowned and said:
"Although Uncle Home is very close to me, I am your direct supervisor, Sous!"

Som was taken aback for a moment, seeing that Soth's expression didn't mean to be joking, he spread his hands and said:
"Okay, captain, you are the boss, you have the final say!"

Sous looked at Som's indifferent and obviously perfunctory look, and was a little frustrated, but his team was formed with the help of Uncle Home, and it would not happen overnight to win the hearts of these people, so there is no Say no more, but say:

"Let's get to know each other first, after all, we will fight together in the future!"

Som nodded, but didn't speak, but looked at Soth.

Soth and Som looked at each other, and both men had their own pride in their eyes.

After being silent for a while, Som felt that he was penetrating into the enemy's interior, and he couldn't freeze the relationship with his immediate superior as soon as he entered, so he shrugged his shoulders and said:
"Som, a black iron life, is good at stealth assassination. His strength is mid-range dagger sniping. He is also good at melee combat. He can deal with ordinary life forms of the same level. Said it was average!"

"I have professional intelligence gathering capabilities, target weakness judgment skills, and rich experience in assassination and escape!"

After hearing this, Sous asked again:

"What about potions? A qualified assassin should be a poison master!"

This hit Som's famous family.

Som is an official assassin and an adjudicator. In terms of logistics, he is naturally backed by the Principality of Platinum. Zhou Mo has raised a large number of various technical professionals. The huge logistical support allows Som to focus on his assassination skills and mission execution capabilities. However, although I have learned all the abilities related to logistics, there are very few opportunities to practice them, so I am pitifully weak.

Scratching his head, Som said embarrassedly:

"Captain, you still need this, so congratulations, you can gain an extra teammate!"

Sous frowned again and asked:
"What do you mean?"

Som spread his hands and said cheekily:
"It means that I don't know anything about poison!"

(End of this chapter)