Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Falcon Nest, the headquarters of Assassin's Assassin, is a castle located in the mountains, known for being easy to defend.

Here, it has a very good environment, all of which are top-notch. Nothing else, just because this is the best Assassin training base.

108 In 1084 AD, Egypt's eldest son Hassan was forced out of Egypt for his failure to compete for the throne. But this old man who has spent all his life on the post has long paved the way for himself.

玛 What Maka saw just now is this ambitious old guy.

He is now known as the "Shan Lao", who is leading the entire Ismaili group and is trying to subvert the Seljuk dynasty. It can be said that although people are old, their ambitions are still full.

Maca rode a horse and walked on the path between the mountains, glanced back, and the 鹫 nest was shining in the rising sun, just like the star of the sky.

He didn't know the content of the mission, but it was nothing more than assassination. Although he hadn't figured out Royner's intentions to this day, and it wasn't clear whether the killing could be done, but he could only go on.

既然 "Since you have just given a mission here, it should not be wrong to follow the mission," said Maka secretly.

The inexplicable memories that came to mind did not seem cluttered. The assassin named "Alani" was the first assassin of Assassin. In addition to some basic assassination techniques, Maca is most surprised by some mixed magic knowledge.

"'Quickness', 'Muteness', 'Concentration' ... these are all rough rules of the rule," Maca said, as she adapted to the horse against the memory, she was distracted and thoughtful.

"... This is what Royna is telling me, how should I use the rules?"

Perhaps this is one of Royner's intentions. After all, these applications are based on "will", and it is obviously extremely difficult to try to learn without anyone to teach.

At the moment, Maca can clearly feel how to use them.

Horses walk fast, but they can take time. A few days later, Maca finally reached her destination.

He took the horse to the hotel's barn, fed some straw and clear water, and then walked to the slums outside the city. The location of the joint is in one of the basements.

With a regular and complicated knock on the door as a secret sign, Maca was successfully led into the basement.

"Under the mountain, the guardian of secrets, this is a proof of mission."

In the dark basement, the air seemed turbid, and the corners were wet with stains and mottled.

He handed the parchment paper roll to the man sitting behind the table. After the other party confirmed the seal, he opened it gently.

"Dear Guardian, this is the task we applied for, please be sure to complete it cleanly." The man respectfully said, "All for faith!"

"For faith!"

Maka replied casually, picked up a stack of information, and then decisively turned and left.

The purpose of the operation is not complicated, but in any case, it is undoubtedly a difficult task to assassinate an identified person.

The target person is a Sunni higher religion and also has a certain power in the dynasty. Maca thought about it, and chose the place in the other's home.

The information of the other party is very complete, including when and where it will appear, what to do every day, and even the flat map of each place is clearly marked.

It's just that accidents are always inevitable. Carefulness is the key.

After a few days ...

Maka has been squatting diagonally opposite the mansion for more than three hours. Hiding his body in the heights, he looked out carefully through the dense canopy. Occasionally a gust of wind blew through, and the branches shook, sweltering the sweltering air.

There is a dark cloud fading in the sky, and it seems inevitable that there will be a heavy rain at night.

"The situation today is not bad, and the guards in the mansion are almost figured out and ready to go."

She touched the dagger in her arms, and hesitated in her eyes.

He said it plainly, he still had doubts about assassinations-he didn't know what would happen to him then. The new memories in his mind made him vomit a little bit bloody.

"It's been a long time, I'm afraid it will be affected ..." Maca sighed.

It was another two hours, and it was getting dark. The target has also returned to the mansion. He is bathing now and should go to the bedroom to rest soon.

She waited for a while, then pulled out the dagger and held it tightly in her hand.

The time has come, and it's time to act anyway.

The process of sneaking in was unexpectedly smooth, and it can be said that those trainings have almost become this physical instinct.

He walked agilely against the wall, the "silent" effect made him come and go silently, and quickly jumped to the inside of the wall.

"The patrolman has a few minutes of clearance, which is easy."

Long-term training has made this physical fitness and explosive power very good, but after a few steps on the spot, he directly stepped on the wall and climbed to the window sill on the second floor.

撬 Use a tool to pry open the emboli on the inside of the window. After the probe inspects it, it is followed by a tumbling, which steadily falls in the corridor.

After a short while, only the second team patrolled downstairs. He didn't alarm anyone.

The bedroom is on the far right side of the corridor. At this moment, the target is still in the bathroom. Maca quickly runs silently through the corridor, quickly like a cheetah walking in the darkness.

卧室 This bedroom is large, but there are not many places to hide. Maca looked around, but accidentally found a secret door under the bed.

"No wonder the structure of the first floor is a bit strange. It turned out there was some space here."

Opening the secret door requires moving the bed. Maca decides not to make a rash move until the task is completed before seeing if there is a chance.

He hid himself in the small space behind the bed and waited for the target's arrival.

It turns out that he calculated the time very accurately. It didn't take long for the target to enter the door, shake a fat body and fell asleep directly in bed.

所以 "So drinking is easy to get wrong."

After waiting for the target to fall asleep, Maca came to the bed lightly with a sharp dagger.

I really want to start, but he stopped as expected.

The blade of the dagger dangled on the target's neck, and as it moved forward a bit, a cold light appeared on the blade. The gloss was faintly faintly dark blue, apparently poisonous.

"Do you really want to start? Is this necessary?" Facing an defenseless person, as long as the blade is gently sent, even the mixed snake venom on the blade can quickly take away the life of the other party.

Such an easy move made Maca stiff.

"Is this necessary?" Maca asked herself again, but still couldn't find the answer.

Time passed by a little while, and the target was still dozing off. Maca, an assassin, had sweat beads on his forehead.

The weather is still very hot. The sky outside the window is densely covered with clouds, and the air is so stuffy that people feel faint.

"Boom!"

A flash of thunder in the clouds outside illuminated Maca's face at the moment-his expression was full of struggle.

"Boom--!"

I was another lightning, the target seemed to be noisy, and frowned. But this chubby middle-aged man couldn't think of it, and it was such a move that killed him on the spot.

I swayed almost instinctively, and the blood in my throat soared, and the other party obviously struggled a few times. But Makna's gloved left hand clung to the other's mouth, the powerful force made it impossible to move.

Soon, there was only a cold body on the bed, and an assassin who was stiff all over.

"Boom!"

The third lightning struck the night sky, illuminating the entire mansion and also the bright red in the bedroom.

感觉 This feeling is really indescribable. Although it is not that I haven't seen death, the feeling of doing it yourself is still unforgettable. After a while, Maca slowly came to God.

"It's a terrible assassination," he glanced at the contamination on his body, and smiled bitterly. "If you judge by training, this is obviously a failure."

Although I was not qualified, nothing happened just now. Maca pushed the bed a few inches away, and even heard a slight "click"-the dark door opened.

This is a small dark room that can only allow one person to bend into it. Inside, there are a lot of gold and silver belongings, as well as many secret documents.

Maca picked up a few files and looked at them, but found that they were of little use.

Those who nest in the nest have never been short of money. What's more, the UU reading book www.uukanshu.com is now hidden in this body with a maca, even if it is estimated it is useless.

"what is this?"

Suddenly, Maka caught sight of a tightly bound box.

He cut the overlapping rope with a dagger and opened the box for a look, but it was an Arab-style dagger.

It's just that this dagger is obviously unusual. It has a series of transparent waves, and there is a subtle and obscure atmosphere, which looks very mysterious.

Maca didn't touch it easily, but she could see nothing.

He didn't touch it, but it didn't mean he couldn't touch it.

He only felt an inexplicable force rising from Maka's heart, driving him invisibly and reaching out to the handle of the dagger. Even though he reacted quickly, the rebellious will had no effect, and at this moment his hands did not listen to him at all.

The moment I touched the dagger, a cold breath spread from my finger to my whole body. The feeling was indescribable. Although it was not painful, it was very uncomfortable.

At this moment, he has not noticed anything unusual. He just felt that the ridiculous feeling that had just been wiped off the neck by the blade just disappeared in an instant.

Suddenly, Maca felt a blur in his eyes, and when his sight became clear again, he found that the scene returned to the "mountain old" room in 鹫 chao again.

…… "... Alani, this time the task will be very difficult, you have to prepare carefully."

The old man still turned his back to him, and his voice was still low and slow, but his back flexed significantly. It's been several years since the last time.

"Yes." Maca felt that her tone seemed to have become aloof.