The aloof-looking figure was slightly startled when he heard this, but didn't say much. He just nodded and left with Darien.
Following Darien, he came to a tavern in the slum area of the orc capital.
This place looks more dilapidated and dirty than any other tavern in the capital.
The ceiling was covered with spider webs everywhere, and there was even a big hole in the bar of the tavern. If it weren't for the obvious smell of life, Gondor would have thought it was a long-abandoned building.
This made him very surprised.
In his opinion, Darien, as the team leader, should never be associated with terms such as slums and shabby taverns.
After all, he is also the leader of one of the three secret guards of the empire!
"Come in, what are you looking at? I don't know how to eat people, hey! Old Jack, follow the same rules and give this young man a drink as well."
Darien smiled and pushed the door directly in. As soon as he entered, he roared in a very familiar tone. In an instant, a thick figure suddenly stood up from behind the counter and looked at Gondor with strange eyes. Then Xiaoxiao squatted down again without saying anything.
But it was this glance that made Gondor feel an aura that only those who have experienced battles can possess.
This couldn't help but make him feel a little curious.
A tavern located in a slum area that seems to be on the verge of bankruptcy.
A tavern owner with a bloody aura all over his body.
And a leader of the three secret guards of the empire with an extraordinary status.
There is no connection between these three.
The method read his mind.
Darien took the newly obtained wine glass and handed it to Gondor: "Do you think it's a little strange? I am a person of some status, but I am very familiar with everything here."
Seeing Gondor nodding involuntarily, a meaningful smile flashed across Darien's face.
"This is normal. When I first came to this city, I was no different from any of you. Apart from my strength, I had no other talents. After many years of hard work, I finally achieved my current status. However, I'm different from those noble gentlemen, there won't be any story about me being a dragon slayer who eventually turns into a dragon..."
At this point, Darien suddenly stopped and looked at the bar.
"You should also feel that Old Jack is not an ordinary person, right? You are right. If Old Jack was still talking back then, none of you brats would have successfully passed the exam to join the Dark Blood Group."
Glancing at Gondor who was somewhat disapproving, Darien smiled slightly and continued.
"Actually, I've heard about your previous missions, but that's not important. It's all in the past. Later, I also conducted an investigation. Those people really deserved to die. You did a good job."
Upon hearing these words, Gondor, who had seemed relaxed just now, instantly tensed up his muscles. A faint murderous aura began to fill the air, his eyes instantly became cold, and his heart sank.
He didn't expect that the team leader would know what he had done.
It seems that the only solution is to kill people and silence them.
He secretly decided in his heart that the opponent's strength was unfathomable, and there was no chance of winning in a head-on battle. Fortunately, the opponent's back was facing him at this time, and he was still holding a wine glass in one hand, so he couldn't use his hands free. As long as he stabbed the dagger into the vital point, he would be able to do it. It’s easy to understand your boss.
Oh, by the way, the man named Old Jack must also be silenced.
It seems that he has no idea what impact his words will have on Gondor, nor does he know that he is about to be in danger. Darien is still talking to himself without realizing it.
"Later I inquired about it and found out that your silencing techniques are still a bit too young. For example, the guy who raped your sister was obviously a habitual criminal. The best way is to cut him into pieces first, and then beat him half to death and throw him to the police. At the door of the station, this guy is a habitual criminal anyway. If we really want to investigate, there will be too many suspects. The gang of drunkards at the police station won’t bother to deal with it. Moreover, if you choose a suitable time, this shit will be solved directly. Die at the door of the police station, hey! If that really happens, not only will there be no suspicion at all on you, but it will also embarrass those idiots greatly. It would be a real pity not to do this kind of thing that kills two birds with one stone."
As he spoke, Darien kept shaking his head and sighing, as if he really felt sorry for not doing this.
This made Gondor, who had just gathered his killing intent, be slightly startled, and the dagger in his hand couldn't help but loosen.
This guy......
For some reason, hearing the other party describe the whole process of the murder in an understated manner, not only did not make Gondor feel scared, but it made him feel closer to the other party unconsciously.
"As for the rest, I won't say much more. Although your kid is disguised very well, don't think that I haven't noticed that you are a descendant of the family famous for assassinations." At this point, Darian said slowly He slowly turned around, faced Gondor, and drank the wine glass in his hand.
"The Yulia family, am I right?"
Hearing this long-lost term, Gondor suddenly raised his head, his face full of disbelief, staring at the man in front of him, and spoke involuntarily.
"Why do you know this?"
"ha?"
Darian seemed to have heard some big joke.
"You don't think that I'll let you in without investigating the details of each new member, do you? Isn't that too hasty?"
Darien smiled and suddenly put the wine glass on the bar, making a big noise. The noise even made Old Jack, who had been squatting under the bar and didn't know what he was doing, stand up straight again and shouted at him with a rich voice. roared.
"The labor bar, if you break it, give me a new one!"
"Okay, okay, I'll compensate!"
As if he had anticipated Old Jack's move, Darien placed a stack of banknotes that he had obviously prepared on the bar and patted them hard.
"Here, put it away. Remember to buy a solid one, otherwise I will crush it in a flash."
Old Jack quickly took a wad of banknotes and put them into his arms at lightning speed. He did not answer, but just snorted heavily, and then paused again. In response to Darian's action of slapping the bar counter hard, he chose Turn a blind eye.
"Haha, this old boy is like this. I remember back then... Forget it, let's not talk about him anymore, let's talk about you."
It seems that he did not consider Gondor's feelings at all, but Darien had unknowingly let Gondor fall into his rhythm. Perhaps by the time Gondor himself reacted, it would be too late.
"It's just a notorious family among the world. It's no big deal. Besides, you don't think I can't find out if you disguised your resume, right?"
Gondor opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.
"Hehe, I'm not afraid to tell you. I used to have the title of "Inquisitor"! In this imperial capital, as long as I want to know, there is nothing I can't find out. You know, there is no airtight wall!"
After hearing these words, Gondor suddenly woke up from a dream, and the expression on his face suddenly became angry.
This reminded him of the face when he commissioned the forged documents.
It must be him!
"Okay, what a big deal." Darien waved his hand to indicate that he didn't have to worry about these small things, "If it's a big deal, I'll just ask him to pay you back the money you spent."
When Gondor heard this, he looked at the boss in front of him in surprise: "Do you know who it is?"
"What can I not know about this? Isn't he the cripple in the West District? A person who wants to come to this city but has no identity. Almost everyone relies on him to live in this city. Hehe, that guy is the one I once 's little brother."
Gondor was stunned.
Is this leader so powerful?
