v3 Chapter 181： priest

In order to avoid being seen by the apartment manager, Zhang Heng and Dadatis still left the window when they left.

There is a small boat left by Dadatis in the Tiber River downstairs, which is about the size of two people.

When Zhang Heng came down to the boat and found that there were no paddles in it, he asked the old Persian trainer on the opposite side, "How are we going?"

"Relax, we just have to run down the river." The old trainer said as he untied the cable.

The next moment, the boat began to drift downstream under the influence of the current.

And Zhang Heng and Dadatis sit one at the bow and one at the stern.

Although the Tiber River at night cannot see the bustling and noisy sides of the bank during the day, but do not have a scenery. The starry sky is reflected in the river, like a transparent ribbon inlaid with agate. Ripples and rippling, shattered and reunited together.

"You're right to not come to see me during the day." The old Persian trainer at the stern suddenly said, "Recently, outside is not too safe. We had better reduce unnecessary meetings, especially in front of outsiders. Remember to pretend you don't know me. "

"Ok?"

"Remember the enemy of the blade of balance I told you before?"

"Oh, that traitor who united with Octavian two hundred years ago? I remember you seem to have said before that he had formed an assassin organization with a structure similar to the blade of balance to deal with the blade of balance."

"Yes, its name is Hound," Dadatis said. "We have engaged in many battles, light or dark, in the past two hundred years, but about 60 years ago, our people have hit hard. Hound, successfully assassinated most of the core members of the hound. "

"So you guys are doing fine, then?"

"Then the few survivors in the hounds disappeared, and they didn't show up for a long time. It wasn't until about six months ago that we found the hounds."

"Do you think they are coming back?" Zhang Heng asked.

"It's not about to come back, but it's already back." The old trainer's face was serious. "We just received the news that a core member was assassinated while Britannia was investigating a suspected hound's target, and was killed. And we don't have any clues to the killer. "

"Is it made by a hound?"

"I don't know yet, but we can't think of anything other than a hound. The assassin killed is codenamed Blackfish. He may not be the most powerful assassin in the organization, but he can definitely be regarded as the most cautious. He was criticized, and he was born in Britannia. He was a land snake there. In addition to the strength of the organization, he had many personal friends there, so his death also shocked the other members of the organization. "

"You are worried about this." Zhang Heng looked into the eyes of the old trainer.

"Yes, the reappearance of the hound shows that the survivors did not give up their revenge in the sixty-year war, but instead quietly accumulated strength. They prepared for such a long time that they would never just want to reappear. It's as simple as killing one or two people, which probably means that a new war is coming, the war between the Blade of Balance and the Hound. "

Dadatis expressed his concerns, "Although the battle of balance was won sixty years ago, we have been a little too comfortable in the past sixty years, and we don't know a little about the newly emerged hounds. But our enemies must be studying us all the time, and once they decide to take a shot, they will definitely hit our key points. "

"But didn't you tell me that you were already planning to retire?" Zhang Hengdao, "Since it's better to retreat earlier and bravely, the later things will have nothing to do with you."

"Am I the kind of person who escapes?" The old trainer heard dissatisfaction. "And you do n’t want to learn to balance with me honestly. You are only interested in the part of the fight. It ’s not good. This fighting technique is just a means. Our mission is to maintain the balance of everything in the world for Creus. You need to keep this in mind because it is what distinguishes us from other assassins. "

"Huh." Zhang Heng responded casually.

Dadatis couldn't help but sighed when he saw the situation. His student was all right and could be regarded as the perfect template for assassins. The only problem was that he could not accept the belief of the blade of balance. If it was before, Dadatis still felt that it didn't matter how slowly it took off. As long as Zhang Hengken joined the blade of balance, he could always gradually integrate into it.

But when he heard the death of Blackfish, Dadatis realized that he might not have so much time.

The Kung Fu boat had drifted under an arch bridge while the two were talking. Dadatis regained his thoughts, stretched out a hand, knocked rhythmically somewhere on the pier, and fell off the bridge the next moment. A soft ladder.

The old trainer made a please gesture, so Zhang Heng climbed along the ladder to the bridge.

A carriage was parked there, and the black carriage was tightly packed.

"Don't even think about it. This is a special time. The priest is very important to the blade of balance, so we need to keep her safe as much as possible."

"I can understand." Zhang Heng took the blindfolded black cloth and climbed into the carriage, saying that it was a carriage, but it was still very different from the type of carriage used in the future, only two wheels , Far less comfortable than later generations, and there are no doors or windows, Zhang Heng crawled in through a small mouth, feeling like he was lying in a coffin ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Especially when the only small mouth was also Dadati After being sealed.

"I can only take you here. Someone will take you along the way. When you meet the priest, remember to show a little respect. She hates people who are not disrespectful to Creus."

"It's not difficult to guess." Zhang Heng snorted, feeling the cramp and coldness around him.

Fortunately, this journey was not long. About half an hour later, they reached their destination. But no one called Zhang Heng out of the carriage, but four slaves directly picked up the carriage.

Zhang Heng silently counted in his heart. After about a hundred steps, he was put down again.

Then there was no sound around, the slaves seemed to have left, and he seemed to be forgotten.

It was not until a quarter of an hour that there was almost no feelings. The cold sound like marble sounded from his ear, "You are quite calming, you are not afraid that I will just throw you into the river. go?"