Have You Considered Xinyue to Be a Military Division?

Look at his resentment against Rome, is this a fugitive from Rome?

Or a descendant of Irish nobility?

Who killed him?Why do you have to be here?

To blame?

Anyway, from the looks of it, this group of filthy aliens probably regarded themselves as the ones who killed him, so now unless money and food were forcibly collected, would it be impossible for them to support themselves anymore?

Paulinus was silent for a long time, and beckoned to his adjutant: "Let the soldiers assemble, search all the nearby houses, and find the killer."

"Yes."

"Let someone carry the body down again, and send someone to find out his identity, when did he enter the city, and who has he been in contact with recently."

Paulinus's voice was unusually calm: "Also, please reassure these businessmen and tell them that everything is fine."

The adjutant was puzzled: "Why don't you question them carefully?"

Paulinus glanced at him: "Did I say that?"

"Understood, you asked me to privately..."

"That's enough, that's all for today."

Paulinus waved his hand, turned to look at the crowd, stepped forward and said, "Sorry for disturbing your interest, I have already sent someone to chase the assassin, and I will send someone to escort you back later, so don't worry."

For a moment, everyone looked at each other left and right, with different expressions, and everyone felt the surge of the dark tide in unison.

Chapter 24 Chapter 24

At night, the moonlight was covered by cloudy clouds, and on the way to the Hall of the Dead, grass and branches grew wildly, swaying with the gusts of wind.

Everything around was extremely quiet, and the petty citizens hid at home and were not allowed to go out.

Two Roman soldiers, one tall and one short, pushed the cart carrying the corpses along the path, chatting and walking.

The tall one said, "Hey, did you hear that the Ninth Legion is gone."

"What are you talking about, how could it be gone?" The short man walked with his head down, counting his steps, concentrating.

"They were attacked by the Celts. The warriors surrounded Colcesco, and then waited for the Ninth Army to arrive. Then they came out of the woods and killed all the soldiers of the Legion."

"Cunning bastard!" The short man gritted his teeth.

The tall man said mysteriously: "I said earlier, don't come to this island, my father warned me that Britannia is a cursed island, ruled by the god of death, the forest is inhabited by demons, who eat human flesh for a living. "

"I only believe your last sentence. Compared with us, they are simply beasts."

"Ha, then you should go to the back of the temple to see?"

"Look at what?"

"The forest demons, beasts, and priests of the druids you mentioned are locked there." The tall man put on a disgusted expression, "Oh my god, he is no longer a human being, even the maggots in the cesspit are worse than me." He's clean."

The short man sneered: "If I were Lord Paulinus, I would simply cut off his limbs and turn him into a maggot."

Hey.

The tall one looked disgusted: "Ugh, you're so disgusting."

The short squinted: "As a Roman soldier, you still have such emotions?"

Da da.

The tall one frowned: "It's just from the beginning..."

The short one also frowned: "...It seems like something is ringing?"

Nod tall.

Da da da.

Here we go again, what a sound!

The tall man panicked, from his feet to his head, it seemed that he was swallowed up by a black and boundless sense of fear.

da da da da...

The voice became clearer and more unscrupulous, each sound was extremely even and short, as if hitting the heart, and the heartbeat began to coincide with it unconsciously.

The short man frowned, lowered his head, and began to look for the source of the sound.

He took off the lantern, leaned closer to the cart, looked at the corpse carefully, and muttered to himself: "It seems to come from here."

"Ha, aha...don't be kidding." The tall man turned pale.

"No, it seems that it really came from here." The light was lowered, and the short man's eyes were focused on the fingers of the "corpse".

The slender index finger was tapping the cart one after another.

"It seems that someone wants to come back to life." The short man laughed and drew the dagger from his waist.

"What did you say?" The tall man didn't hear clearly.

The knocking sound stopped.

Under the dim yellow light, a pair of black eyes suddenly opened, and thin lips parted slightly: "Don't let the short ones stay, keep the tall ones."

As soon as the short man heard it clearly, the tall man felt a slight chill on the top of his head. As soon as he raised his head, a black shadow crouching like a falcon jumped down from the tree branch.

This is an assassination from the sky, a judgment from the gods.

The sharp dagger cut through the night, and a beam of cold light descended. In the blink of an eye, he lowered his head, only to see his comrades stunned, and fell limply to the ground.

In the next second, the assassin pulled out the dagger, turned around sharply, and inserted the sharp weapon into his abdomen again.

When the tall man came to his senses, he subconsciously covered his stomach, and while feeling the passing of life, he watched the corpse on the cart stand up and stretched his waist.

"Ah, I've been lying down for too long, and I feel like my bones are rusted."

The tall one fell neatly.

The assassin dropped to one knee after wiping the dagger with his clothes.

"Lord Neos."

"What's the big deal!" Neos went up with a knife in one hand, his face serious, "You still have the face to call me my lord!"

The girl rubbed the top of her head, lowered her head, not daring to say much.

Neos then reprimanded: "This is just your first mission today, a novice mission, and I was the one who assassinated. I would like to ask why you chose this method?"

"What about the infiltration plan, the choice of assassination method, and the escape route?"

Fei covered her head and argued, "I dived, and I also ran away."

Nios is another hand knife.

"Well!"

"Sneaking in means going to the room, and the way to assassinate is to jump down from the sky and stab a knife, and then to escape is to climb the wall in front of so many people?"

Neos pointed to the two soldiers lying on the ground.

"Even after chasing these two little pawns, you have to jump around on the roof or on the branches of the tree. Why don't you fall to your death?"

"You're an assassin. Do you think that the kind of assassins who jump from the sky in public are the ones, and the ones who sneak in in disguise and then poison you?"

"Why don't you just walk through the gate and kill everyone, anyway, as long as no one knows you're coming in."

"Is it okay?" Fei Meng raised his head, his eyes flickering.

"How dare you!" Neos stared.

Fee was discouraged and collapsed like a lost cat.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this, we have more important things." Neos lowered his head and glanced at the corpse at his feet.

"Sir, say it."

Neos contemplated for a moment: "I've already found out where Fario is being held, and I'll wait until tomorrow night to attack the city.

At that time, the Romans will be tired of resisting the attack, and their defense will be weak.

And you follow me, and the assassins who are hidden in the city at the same time will gather at Coles' home to rescue the high priest together. "

"Boom!"

There was a sudden loud noise from the soles of the feet, and the tall soldier who had just fallen to the ground slammed his head against the scooter, and at the same time he slammed the scooter towards Neos, kicked his feet hard, bent over and rushed towards the side of the road.

The moon is dark and the wind is high.

Under the shadow of death, the tall soldier burst out with great power from his body, leading him to run wildly in the dark night.

Assassins, Celtic warriors, and the resurrected strange man, the huge amount of information almost overwhelmed his brain.

Be sure to tell Monsieur Paulinus!Be sure to tell him!

The tall man ran desperately, but he didn't know that there was no one chasing him behind him.

Where he fell just now, the girl took a run-up, climbed up the branch easily, stood on a high place, looked at the soldiers who had run away, and shouted to the bottom: "My lord, he has already run away, are you okay?"

"It's okay." Nios leaned over and patted his robe while supporting the cart.

Fee jumped down.

Nios looked in the direction the soldier was fleeing and asked, "Girl, don't you want to know why I let him go?"

Fei shook her head: "I don't want to."

"Actually, my plan is to..."

Neos froze, turned his head: "Don't want to?"

Fei shrugged: "Yeah, anyway, I don't understand what you said, so it's better not to ask, and I will do what you say."

"You really don't want to?" Neos asked again.

"Do not want to."

"Aren't you curious?"

"Not curious."