"Has the guild set up a mission to assassinate me?"
The third underground floor of the Assassin's Guild is a place specifically for those who are legendary and above. Allen walked directly in wearing a bronze mask with a distinctive pattern, and then questioned the managers of the third floor in a gloomy and cold tone.
The manager raised his head, examined the patterns on Allen's mask, and after identifying the other person's identity, he slowly spoke.
"Yes, the task has been pending for half a year."
For guild members, although the Assassin's Guild does not block assassination missions from other mission issuers, when guild members themselves become aware of the existence of an assassination mission and go to the guild to confirm it, the guild will not deliberately conceal it unless the mission issuer gives a certain amount of permission. of remuneration.
Of course, guild members can only know general information related to themselves at most, including who issued the mission and which members took the mission. However, these guild management will not be leaked. Every industry has its own information. He has his own rules and will not break them for a certain person, not even a saint-level being. These rules are the guarantee for the Assassin's Guild to be able to stand in Feynman's world for tens of thousands of years.
"...Can I know who issued the mission?"
Allen would come to Mansa City every few years. In addition to maintaining relationships with people like Oscar and checking on the family's pasta trade, his biggest purpose was to complete the Assassin's Guild's mission for members every few years in exchange for assassinations. Information support provided by the Association of Professionals.
"You know the rules..."
The manager's tone also became a little gloomy, and his eyes were full of warning when he looked at Allen.
"Then please tell me what is the reward for the mission?"
Allen was still unwilling to give in and continued to ask. After all, it was a matter of his life and death.
"...a legendary expertise and a fifty-pound piece of red flame iron ore."
The manager's answer made Allen relax a little. Although such a mission reward is somewhat tempting to a single legendary powerhouse, but now that Allen has exposed the strength of the legendary mid-level, I am afraid that the guy who wants to take the mission , I will consider it again and again and weigh the pros and cons.
Not getting the answer he expected, Allen felt that he was a little impulsive. In fact, he should have expected this scene. It was only out of fear for his life and anger that he ran this trip. Fortunately, he didn't waste much time, and Allen didn't gain anything. He turned back and headed directly to the Cator Mountains, and arrived at the Namur Fortress again a month later.
"I heard you were attacked?"
In the team's contact point in the Ring of Thorns, Allen's arrival was soon known to Billaire, who had eyes and ears all over the fortress. Before Allen could ask anyone to invite Billaire, he took the initiative to come to the contact point and face Ai. Lunshi asked with a concerned tone on the spot.
"Yes."
Allen did not expect that the news of his assassination would spread so quickly, but when the other party asked him bluntly, Allen still had some doubts in his heart, and then answered calmly.
"If you need our help, just ask, you're welcome."
"You don't have to worry too much. I have asked my tribe's intelligence officers to use all their connections to find out who is behind this. I believe there will be some gains."
Perhaps sensing the wariness deep in Allen's eyes, Bilaire seemed to be more active than Allen in trying to find out the person behind the scenes, and his words were very comforting.
"Thanks in advance."
Allen was noncommittal. After all, at this time, he would look suspiciously at anyone who appeared now, not just Bilaire.
"I hope to contact our allies and have a small meeting together."
"No problem, I will arrange for people to contact people from several other tribes now."
Bilaire was prepared and nodded in agreement.
Less than half a month later, representatives from several major tribes gathered together. It seemed that the news of Allen's promotion to the legendary intermediate level had also spread, so the representatives who came this time were basically The legendary elder has shown that everyone attaches great importance to Allen.
After all, it took Allen less than 60 years to advance from the primary level of legend to the current intermediate level of legend. Especially judging from the intelligence collected by various tribes, Alan is only about to be a hundred years old now. No one can guarantee that for a genius who is just starting out and has been promoted so rapidly, he will not have the opportunity to step into the realm of demigods in the future.
For the natives of the wilderness, even a super powerful tribe like Pale Night, which has given birth to several demigods, their ability to cultivate top experts is far inferior to the four major civilization systems with gods as their backers, let alone He said that he could contact the Church of the Sky God directly.
The background is still not deep enough. The training system of the wilderness tribe is also very backward. A strong demigod can form a powerful camp and become a dominant presence in the vast territory of the wilderness. As long as the tribal leaders and representatives are a little ambitious, who doesn't want to be in their own camp? , such a strong person appears!
Therefore, at this time, Allen, a genius who started from humble beginnings but is still growing rapidly without any stagnation, no one, whether he is a fellow goblin or a lizardman ally, will ignore his potential. If we can form a friendly relationship with him in the early stage, if the other party becomes a demigod in the next few hundred years, then the friendship established in advance will naturally bring huge rewards to everyone.
"I think everyone knows about my assassination. This time I took the initiative to hold a small meeting, just hoping to get everyone's statement."
Rarely, Allen took the initiative to speak in front of several familiar faces. He glanced at several alliance partners with awe-inspiring eyes, trying to find out what was hidden in each other's eyes.
"What does Patriarch Allen want us all to say?"
On one side, the steady and powerful voice of Fendi, the chief of the Argan tribe, sounded. Next to him, Jie Lang, the elder of the Amansha tribe, who had always advanced and retreated with the Argan tribe in the Ring of Thorns team, raised his head slightly, and cast his eyes with Fendi. Allen.
"I hope everyone can guarantee that this assassination was not carried out by a killer hired by you secretly. At the same time, I also hope that when I track down the real culprit behind the scenes, everyone can join me in taking revenge on this guy!!"
Allen's tone was firm and solemn, full of murderous intent, and his eyes were scanning among several representatives as he spoke, full of oppression.
After being promoted to the mid-level legendary level and mastering several legendary specialties, Allen has enough confidence in his current strength, so he has more confidence to speak. Of course, after decades of keeping a low profile, and now there is a sudden assassination targeting him, Allen also needs to use strong means to fight back, so as not to give people the illusion that he is weak and can be bullied.
Of course, Allen also knew that if the assassination was really carried out by the tribe present, the threat of these few words would be like exposing the opponent's feet, which would be too underestimated. However, Allen's real intention is still In that last sentence, no matter what your specific attitude is next, you can get something useful from it.
If you don't want to support or shirk the blame, the other party's suspicion will naturally be greater. If you express support for yourself, you really want to find the culprit. He can also use everyone's expressions today to ask the team to provide necessary support and help.
Decades ago, everyone agreed on the purpose of forming this team. Isn't it just that one day, after encountering a situation like this, we can advance and retreat together to safeguard the interests of the team?
Over the years, the Ajinaga tribe, as the main sponsor, has repeatedly relied on the team's intimidation to protect their interests in the Katoer Canyon. However, other tribes have only divided the financial and material interests of the canyon trade routes every few years. Besides, it seems that I really didn’t borrow any power from it.
"What kind of help do you need from us?"
The voice of the legendary kobold warlock Yug is magnetic and full of temptation.
"I hope that after the real culprit is found, the tribes behind them can promise to dispatch a legend and work with me to give the real culprit of this incident a heavy blow!!!"
Allen answered decisively, and his eyes seemed to have the sound of Jin Ge.
"..."
Several representatives remained silent. It was not difficult for them to send a legend to provide some help, but the difficulty was that no one knew who the target was. If it is the Snowmi tribe that each other thinks is the most likely, and the other party is now colluding with the jackals of Hanfeng Hill, and has the support of the Church of Nature behind it, they really dare to risk fighting with each other and follow Allen. A bugbear messing around together?
If others don't tell, I'm afraid the Ajinaga tribe will be the first to jump up and oppose Allen's decision.
"I agree!!"
The chief of the Heart of Desolation Tribe, Nigel, suddenly showed up and expressed his support for Allen, which immediately attracted dissatisfied looks from several other representatives, but was ignored by the meat-like Nigel with indifference.
As the only two medium-sized tribal leaders present, the two pioneering leaders, Nigel and Allen, have not interacted frequently in the past few decades, but their relationship is very close. Whoever allows them to exist as vassals in this small group naturally has the basis for joint actions.
"...Since Chief Nigel has made such a statement, then I also support Chief Allen's decision!!"
Once again, the silence was broken by Yug, the Dragon Vein Warlock. Following his statement, the brains of the other three representatives and the leader were racing. Under Allen's scrutinizing gaze, after a long time, they all expressed their support.
After all, this is the first time a tribal representative needs support after the establishment of the Ring of Thorns. Everyone still doesn't want to see the members' requests being rejected. This has a big impact on everyone's already not very strong alliance. Impact.
Now, with the Snowmi tribe and the Crow Claw Jackals joining forces, there is already a tendency to stand on both sides in the northern wilderness area. If several representatives in the field want to change their camps and appeals, it will probably be difficult for them to be defeated. accept.
In this case, it might as well take advantage of this accident to really show off the muscles of the Ring of Thorns, which might not be a bad thing, right?
After the team of the Ring of Thorns reached a consensus, the next thing was easier to arrange. The intelligence systems of several major forces played a major role in communicating with each other, and they quickly found some clues.
Although it is a clue, it is not so certain, because as the biggest suspect, the intelligence systems of several major tribes have focused more on the troll tribe Snowmi. From the appearance of important figures from the other party in Mansha City , as well as the large and small operations and transfers within the tribe, etc., a steady stream of information was collected and summarized at the contact point of Namur Fortress, and then continued to be explored and deduced by Allen, Bilaire and others.
Allen's mind is a mess at this time. When there is no information, he wants more and more detailed information. But when countless information is delivered to him, he will be confused by the numerous information with no important direction. lock up.
Every piece of information seems important, but it is specious. Often when Allen and the others think that clues have emerged and dig deeper, they find that when they are all ready, they may just be the senior leaders of the Snowmi tribe, raised in Mansha City. Just a beautiful outdoor room.
However, the real clues may be hidden in these seemingly disorganized intelligence, such as the clue that Allen and the others are currently following: a half-elf adventurer who often haunts the city of Bonn, but he made a trip to Manchuria some time ago. Shacheng, and then hurried back more than half a month ago.
Not long after this half-elf returned to Bonn City, he appeared in the castle of Bonn City Lord Ariel late one night. From that day on, the atmosphere in Bonn City became somewhat strange.
After a discussion between Allen and Bilaire, they felt that the incident might really be related to his assassination, so they prepared to continue digging deeper.
Just as things were getting deeper, a dwarf caravan entered the Namur Fortress from north to south, and no one noticed the problem. But shortly after the opponent's caravan entered the city, Allen received an uninvited guest in the residence where he settled in Namur Fortress late at night.
"Dong dong dong!"
There was a rhythmic knock on the door outside the heavy iron wood door. Allen's spirit inside the door was suddenly shaken. He looked at the door warily and asked, "Who is it?"
"Hello, excuse me!!"
The door opened, and when he saw that the person coming was a dwarf dressed as a businessman, Allen kept looking at him with his eyes, making the dwarf very nervous.
"Hello, Chief Allen!"
"I have a letter here that I have been entrusted to deliver to you."
