The Hidden Knight of Mystra Chapter 153 You are very skilled
Outside the dark camp.
The fog is getting thicker.
Cisco let go of Stephanie's hand.
The expression is still a little tangled:
"Is it really as scary as you say?"
Stephanie looked angry:
"Even more terrifying than the evil god you killed last time!"
"That's the real 'Immortal' level..."
Hear this word.
Cisco was so shocked that for a moment he regained his male voice:
"immortal?"
"You haven't been holding it in for too long and your perception is wrong, have you?"
Stephanie was silent for a moment.
After a moment.
She raised her head, her face flushed:
"Sisko."
"Lend me a pair of pants ."
Cisco was stunned for a moment.
He quickly pulled out a few pairs of women's underwear from his belt and handed them over:
"You use it first."
Stephanie took the pants with some disgust.
Without saying a word, he went into the small woods nearby.
Only Cisco was left standing there.
But at this moment.
Suddenly, footsteps were heard behind me.
Cisco turned around alertly.
But see in the darkness.
A middle-aged man walked over, dragging an unconscious mercenary in each hand.
The man smiled at him:
"Look, I just helped you solve a little problem."
"How are you going to thank me?"
"Mr. Godslayer?"
Cisco's face turned pale in an instant.
…
In the thick fog that was almost condensed into substance.
Stephanie and Cisco stood there stiffly.
The former had fear written all over his face.
He fidgeted and tugged at his pants, complaining in a low voice:
"Sisko."
"Your size is too big..."
"Shut up!"
Cisco gently covered her mouth and pushed her a step back.
"This matter has nothing to do with her."
Cisco adjusted his breathing and looked relatively calm:
"I didn't do it."
"I can give up this mission immediately and ask the Assassin's League to cancel this commission."
…
"Super Sensation: The God Slayer Sisko's ill will towards you has disappeared."
…
Roger frowned slightly:
"You can decide?"
Cisco nodded and said:
"I am the person closest to the Assassin's Throne. With my guarantee, the Assassin's League will no longer accept any missions against you."
Roger's frown deepened.
He actually came here with a hint of provocation.
I didn’t expect that the “God Slayer” would kneel down faster than the gargoyle!
What's even worse is.
This guy wants to kneel with the Assassin's League...
Are you deliberately not improving your expertise?
Just think of this.
Roger glared at the little girl with some dissatisfaction.
Stephanie uttered a strange cry.
The whole person hid behind Cisco.
"gentlemen……"
Cisco raised his hand to protect Stephanie, his tone slightly tense.
"I see."
Roger thought for a moment:
“I’m not an aggressive person.”
"But you assassinated me twice..."
Sisko spoke quickly:
"From now on, you will be the guest of honor of the "Assassin's League"!
We will accept your three commissions for free——
Of course, it has to be within our capabilities; if the target is a strong person like you, there is not much point in asking us to help.
besides.
Shock money, mental damages, compensation...
All should be delivered within half a month.
In short, you will be satisfied. ”
Roger looked at Cisco with interest:
"You are very skilled."
Cisco's expression was very difficult:
"……first."
Roger suddenly realized:
“That’s very talented.”
Cisco was speechless.
"At first glance, the conditions sound pretty good."
Roger yawned lazily:
“But it’s not enough.”
Sisko said with a bitter face:
“If there is anything missing, you can add it.”
Roger suddenly became energetic:
"I want your Assassin's League intelligence database."
"The most important thing is all the information about the 'Lord of Withering' and the 'God of Farming and Raising Children'!"
Cisco's face turned pale:
"This... This is impossible, even if the Assassin's League is destroyed..."
Roger interrupted impatiently:
"how?"
"Don't think I can do it?"
Cisco hasn't spoken yet.
Stephanie grabbed the waistband of his pants sharply.
And he was afraid that Cisco didn't know and shouted:
"He can do it!"
"He can do it!"
Cisco was shaking with anger:
"Stop talking!"
“This is a negotiation!”
Roger silently began to stretch his muscles:
"You are wrong, this is not a negotiation."
"It's to give you, the Assassin's League, a chance to show your sincerity."
"No matter how thick-skinned a person is, he won't easily let go of an organization that tries to assassinate him, right?"
Sisko's expression was extremely tangled:
"But... not leaking the client's information is our bottom line."
Roger saw him begin to waver.
Then he patiently said:
"The bottom line is that both sides respect each other."
"The Withered King gave you false information, right?"
“How did he describe me?”
Sisko hesitated for a while, and finally said:
"A low-level professional who is suspected to have extraordinary abilities. He is an ammunition expert and is suspected to be proficient in physical skills..."
After listening carefully, Roger's eyes gradually brightened up.
This information is very important to him!
His expression when he looked at Psyker was much gentler:
"Look."
"He lied. My level is not low at all, and my ability is not just "supernormal"."
"The lady behind you should be able to sense it, right?"
Cisco frowned.
Stephanie behind him grabbed his belt again and started pulling it and shouting:
"He is immortal!"
"He is immortal!"
Being attacked from both sides by Roger and Stephanie .
Cisco was completely defeated.
He raised his hands high and said helplessly:
"I see."
"The information you want will be given to you within three days."
"But it is impossible to completely open the intelligence database - I don't have the authority to do so - the most I can do is help you get a position as an intelligence member."
In the dark.
Roger showed a satisfied smile:
"make a deal."
"But I want the information now."
Cisco subconsciously covered his belt and quickly agreed without waiting for Stephanie to speak:
“Give it to me now!”
“Give it to me now!”
Stephanie popped her head out from behind.
Looking at Sisko in surprise:
"Why do you want to imitate me?"
…
After leaving intelligence and compensation channels.
Cisco and Stephanie disappeared hurriedly into the darkness.
Scan the two thin but priceless pieces of information.
Roger's face showed understanding.
Intelligence shows.
The "Withering King" appeared about 35 years ago.
And his mortal enemy, the "God of Farming and Raising Children", appeared on the Nanbu Tomb Stage.
It first appeared 30 years ago.
Various signs indicate.
The two gods have equal influence on the material world.
So the southern cemetery has been in the past few years.
The Withered Cult and the New Spring Church have been in a state of stalemate.
There are occasional frictions between the two sides.
But there has never been a large-scale war.
This is an incredible miracle for two religious organizations with extreme doctrinal conflicts.
To this.
The intelligence analyst of the Assassin's League commented:
…
"Given the level of respect between the two gods.
We might as well guess that their relationship may be closer than we think:
They may be brothers and sisters, mother and son, father and daughter, husband and wife...
or.
It's simply a trick of the same person playing two roles."
…
“There is no shortage of smart people anywhere.”
Roger chuckled.
He turned and disappeared into the darkness.
…
The next few days.
There was thick fog on the deer hunting platform.
And after the thick fog that night.
The members of the New Year Church Crusade Group mysteriously disappeared!
There were very few traces left at the scene.
Although Roger had some guesses in his mind.
But I couldn't help feeling a little uneasy.
He continued to perfect his hunting plan.
Make sure there is a fallback at every step.
that's all.
Five days passed in a flash.
…
On the deer hunting platform.
The thick fog dissipated and the sky became clear.
A group of "crazy cultists" wearing tattered yellow clothes are chasing a group of elk.
Suddenly.
An extremely violent sound was heard from afar!
It was as if a wild beast was running wantonly on this land!
All the Wither Cultists were attracted by the sound.
It was a strange creature with dark blue eyes!
There was a human riding on it.
Bang bang bang!
After a round of rapid fire.
All the Lost Heart believers were enraged.
They chased after him.
Roger accelerated.
The "Will-O-Wisp" started violently, leaving the Withered Cultists behind.
The next moment.
He turned the motorcycle around.
He drove at lightning speed towards another place where the Withered Cultists gathered.
Not long.
On the open deer hunting stand.
A wild motorcycle drove by.
Following behind him was a tide of Withered Cultists!
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