Have You Considered Xinyue to Be a Military Division?

Neos let out a "hmm" and said, "Then start learning as soon as possible. I don't know if it was before, but now I am a little confident in imparting knowledge."

"Does your lord want to teach me?" Fei was a little surprised.

"That's right. Although I have never been an assassin, many things in the world are common, and it will not be difficult after mastering the basic laws." Neos nodded.

Fei was overjoyed, and then was called to mow the grass for three days.

......

Crossing the river, the sky is like a dome, the wind is blowing and the grass is low, showing the girl's head, dripping with sweat.

Fei held a long sword and stood in the grass, waving it left and right.

Behind is the cut weeds, piled into emerald green haystacks.

Nios sat cross-legged beside the haystack, closed his eyes and rested his mind, and said lightly: "You need to be quick with your hands, steady with your feet, and straight with your heart. Every time you exert strength, you must mobilize your whole body."

Fei clenched her teeth tightly, her forearm was sore and painful, and sweat flowed down her forehead into her eyes.

In the past few days, Nios didn't teach her anything else, just let her mow the grass here, and she was not allowed to use a dagger, only the long sword she got from the bandits.

With Fei's strength, this long sword has already reached her limit weight.

But Neos said that only in this way can she exercise her muscles. When she can easily swing the long sword, the extremely light dagger will only be as undetectable as the fingers on her hand, and will blend into one.

It wasn't until the sun rose to the highest point that Faye finally cut all the weeds in this area that Nios stood up and said "OK".

She dragged her heavy body back to Neos, put the long sword by her side, grabbed the food and water prepared for her, stuffed them into her mouth and chewed.

Nios would prepare bread, air-dried meat and eggs for her every day. Fei refused in fear at first, but was forced to eat them.

According to him, this is called the stage of growing the body and should not be ignored.

After Fei swallowed half an egg with water, she turned her head and asked, "So my lord, I have cut all the grass, can I be your assassin?"

Neos opened his eyes and squinted at her: "It's still early."

Fei nodded and looked at him eagerly: "Then what else do I have to learn?"

Neos couldn't stand her eyes, and sighed softly: "What is an assassin?"

"Isn't it killing people?" Fei asked naively.

"It's not that simple." Neos shook his head.

"Some assassins kill for money, some assassins kill for their confidants, some assassins kill for the country,

Real assassins don't take pleasure in killing, they just do it for their own ends. "

Fei Duzui: "I didn't understand."

Nios said: "It means that before you plan to kill, you must know why to kill, just like a war before you start fighting, you must know why to fight.

If you can't achieve your goal by killing this person, if you can't achieve your desired goal after fighting this battle,

Then simply don't kill or fight in the first place. "

"Everyone kills to achieve their goals, but what's the difference between killing one person and killing thousands of people?

Human life is like grass, which is why I said that mowers are actually no different from assassins. "

After Neos finished speaking, he turned his head and glanced at the girl: "Do you understand?"

Fei frowned and pondered for a moment, then nodded heavily: "Understood."

"Tell me and listen to what you understand."

Fei was sitting upright, with a serious expression on his face: "In the future, if I assassinate others, if I can't bring benefits to you and don't meet your wishes, I won't kill them."

"..." Neos was silent.

"And vice versa, as long as I live for a day, then all the meaning of my existence, all the purposes of my actions, can only be grown-ups!"

Neos stared into the girl's eyes, and the girl looked at him with unshakable determination in her eyes.

He was about to speak a few words of persuasion, to reverse the extreme thinking of the girl.

But there was an eagle howling suddenly flashing above the sky.

The two looked up subconsciously.

A goshawk hovered overhead, a black spot was visible in the blue sky, and then the black spot swooped down suddenly.

Fei subconsciously raised her long sword and stood in front of Neos.

But the eagle only landed in front of the two of them.

Only then did Nios realize that the eagle claws were holding something else.

There is a sense of sight of flying pigeons passing on letters.

Looking at what the eagle claws were grabbing, Fei's eyes widened instantly, and she exclaimed in a low voice.

Neos also frowned.

Because the eagle's claws are actually holding a head.

The owner of the head's face was cut like a knife, with resolute lines, tight lips, and blue battle patterns painted on his face. Even though he was dead and closed his eyes, he still felt a fierce and warlike aura rushing towards his face.

Neos recognized the man.

Randall, that Celtic warrior leader...was clearly roaring at him not long ago, full of fighting spirit, but now...

What happened?

He couldn't help looking up into the distance, frowning.

Legend has it that druids can communicate with beasts and attach their spirits to animals to drive investigation.

The unusual behavior of contacting the eagle is most likely Furio's doing.

And this head is the message he wants to convey to himself.

They are in danger...

Chapter 16 No.16 To Save or Not to Save

Black and white falcons circled in the air, flapped their wings, and the horses and people on the path were reflected in the eagle's eyes.

Nios rode his horse through the deep green forest, raised his head and shouted: "Fario!"

The chirping of the falcon echoed, and it slid downward violently.

Neos raised his hand, and the falcon fluttered its wings and stretched out its claws towards his forearm.

This sharp claw had pierced through the bodies of countless animals, but at this moment, it gripped more lightly than ever before, and rested quietly on Neos' arm.

Fei watched this scene from behind, envious. She also wanted an eagle as a pet. She thought that a creature like an eagle was a perfect match for an assassin.

"My lord, is this eagle really Lord Fario?" she asked.

"Yes and no." Nios said, turning his head and looking at the falcon.

"My lord, can you stop always saying things that people don't understand." Fei pouted, a little dissatisfied.

Neos glanced at her back, and continued: "The reason why I say yes is because the will of Fario is stored on this eagle, which is equivalent to another incarnation of him.

The reason for saying no is that this eagle is only affected by him, but it is not his pure incarnation. "

Having said that, Neos paused for a moment, because he suddenly thought whether he might be in the same situation.

This body is made of mud, and then attached to the will, character and knowledge of the predecessor.

After all, if many people think they are ugly, or want to look better, it often means that the brain is not satisfied with this body.

Thinking about it with fear, thinking about it with fear.

Nios didn't go into the details anymore, and continued: "On the one hand, it is because of the lack of magic power that he can only transmit information in this way.

And the eagle has not left us yet, which means that the magic is still going on, which means that Fario is still alive. "

Fei was shocked: "But if Master Fario is still alive, where is he now?"

......

Three days ago, Britannia, on Whitling Avenue.

Fario is heading for the Iceni tribe in the east of England with a group of people.

There came the story of Boudica, the queen of the tribe, who rebelled against the Romans.

Because she was dissatisfied with the Romans' reclaiming the land of Isini, she was flogged, and her two daughters were also raped/violent by Roman soldiers.

So the angry queen resolutely led her people to resist the tyranny of Rome, and at the same time she was trying to seek help from other tribes.

The center of the uprising against Roman rule was the island of Mona in Wales. Now the whole of Wales and even the island of Mona have been conquered by Paulinus. Although Fario escaped successfully, he still did not forget his original intention and mission.

He thought that if he could use this to support the queen, start the cause of rebellion again, establish a new uprising center, and then use his status as a druid high priest to win over other tribes, and then lead the whole island to rebel and drive the Romans back to the other side. Isn't it beautiful.

And Randall is also looking forward to this trip.

Because it is said that Queen Boudica is extremely beautiful, with red hair like a waterfall; besides, the queen's bravery is not weaker than that of any man. Full of heroic spirit.

Such a woman is too much for Randall's XP, let alone knowing that Queen Boudica's husband has just passed away...

The corner of Randall's mouth grinned, the smile was beautiful and lewd.

Fario looked down at the stretching road, sighed softly, and laughed for no reason.

Randall was puzzled: "Why is your lord sighing and laughing again?"

"I sighed because I thought that the road we walked was built by the Romans. From now on, people can go to other tribes without going through forests and mountains."

Fario looked up and said, "Laughing, because I think that in the future, we Celts may also learn from the Romans and build roads leading to anywhere here."

"Tch, why are you learning from those Romans?"

Randall disdains: "If you want me to say, what we were before, we should change back to what we were."

As he said that, he bowed his head and muttered softly: "If I wasn't a Roman, I should have inherited my father's position, asked for a wife, and had ten or eight children..."

Fario was silent for a moment, not wanting to get entangled in this topic, and turned to say: "By the way, Randall, the shepherd I met before?"

"Don't worry, even though he's upset that he's taken refuge with the Romans, he still let him live. After all, everyone used to be our own." Randall shrugged.