In order to avoid being seen by the manager of the apartment, Zhang Heng and Dadatis still walked through the window when they left.
Downstairs in the Tiber River there is a small boat left by Dadatis, which is about the size that can accommodate two people.
When Zhang Heng got into the boat, he found that there were no oars inside, so he asked the old Persian trainer opposite, "How do we go?"
"Relax, we just have to go down the river." The old trainer said as he untied the cable.
The next moment, the boat began to drift downstream under the action of the current.
And Zhang Heng and Dadatis sat one at the bow and the other at the stern.
The Tiber River at night, although you can’t see the prosperity and noise on both sides of the river during the day, it also has a unique scenery. The sky full of stars is reflected in the river water, like a transparent ribbon inlaid with agate, and the reflection of the moon follows the boats and boats. Ripples and rippling, were broken and then gathered together again.
"You're right not to come to me during the day." The old Persian trainer at the stern suddenly said, "Recently, the outside is not very safe, and we'd better reduce unnecessary meetings, especially in front of outsiders. You have to remember to pretend you don't know me."
"Um?"
"Remember the enemies of the Balance Blade I told you about earlier?"
"Oh, the traitor who united with Octavian two hundred years ago? I remember you said that he formed an assassin organization with a similar structure to the Balance Blade, specifically to deal with the Balance Blade."
"Yes, its name is Hound," Dadatis said, "We have fought many times over the past two hundred years, either explicitly or secretly, but about sixty years ago, our people once severely injured The Hound, successfully assassinated most of the core members of the Hound."
"So your people are doing pretty well, then what?"
"Then the few remaining survivors of the hounds disappeared and didn't reappear for a long time. We didn't find any traces of the hounds until about half a year ago."
"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 investigating a suspected hound target in Britannia and unfortunately died. And we don't have any leads on the killer."
"Did the Hound do it?"
"We don't know yet, but we can't think of any other possibility besides the hound. The codename of the murdered assassin is Black Fish. He may not be the most powerful assassin in the organization, but he can definitely be regarded as the most cautious one." A group of people, and he himself was born in Britannia, he is regarded as a local snake there, in addition to the power of the organization, he also has many personal friends there, so his death shocked the other members of the organization. "
"You are worried about this matter." Zhang Heng looked into the eyes of the old trainer.
"Yes, the reappearance of the hound shows that the survivors in the 60-year war did not give up revenge, but quietly accumulated strength in secret. They have prepared for such a long time, and when they reappear, they will definitely not just think about it. It is as simple as killing one or two people, which probably means that a new war is coming, the war between the balance blade and the hound."
Dadatis expressed his concerns, "Even though the balance blade won the battle sixty years ago, we have lived in a bit too comfortable for the past sixty years, and we don't know anything about the new hounds. But our enemies must have been studying us, and once they decide to take action, they will definitely hit our vitals."
"But didn't you tell me that you're already planning to retire?" Zhang Heng said, "In that case, it's better to retire as soon as possible, so that the following things will have nothing to do with you."
"Am I the kind of person who runs away from battle?" The old trainer was dissatisfied when he heard this, "And you don't want to learn the way of balance from me honestly. It's not good for you to be only interested in the fighting part. All these fighting techniques are just means, our mission is to maintain the balance of all things in the world for Kreus, you need to keep this in mind at all times, because it is this that distinguishes us from other assassins."
"Hmm." Zhang Heng responded casually.
Seeing this, Dadatis couldn't help but let out another long sigh in his heart. His student is good at everything, and he can be called a perfect template for an assassin. The only problem is that he still can't accept the belief of Balance Blade. If it was before, Dadatis still felt that it didn't matter if he took his time, as long as Zhang Heng was willing to join the Balance Blade, he would always be able to gradually integrate into it subtly.
But after receiving the news of Heiyu's death, Dadatis realized that he might not have so much time.
While the two were talking, the kung fu boat had drifted under an arch bridge. Dadatis withdrew his thoughts, stretched out a hand, and knocked rhythmically on a certain part of the bridge pier twice, and fell off the bridge the next moment. A ladder.
The old trainer made a gesture of please, so Zhang Heng climbed up the ladder to the bridge.
There was a carriage parked there, and the black carriage was tightly wrapped.
"Don't think too much, now is a special period, the priest is very important to the Balance Blade, so we need to ensure her safety as much as possible."
"I understand." Zhang Heng took the blindfolded black cloth and climbed into the carriage. He said it was a carriage, but it was quite different from the carriages specially used for riding in later generations. It only had two wheels. , far less comfortable than those of later generations, and there were no doors and windows as such. Zhang Heng climbed in through a small opening, feeling like he was lying in a coffin.
Especially when the only small mouth was also sealed by Dadatis.
"I can only send you here. Someone will take you the rest of the way. When you see the priest, remember to show respect. She hates people who are not disrespectful to Keluis."
"It's not hard to guess." Zhang Heng snorted, feeling the cramped and cold surroundings.
Fortunately, the journey was not too long. After about half an hour, they arrived at their destination. But no one called Zhang Heng to get out of the carriage. Instead, four slaves directly carried the carriage.
Zhang Heng counted silently in his heart. After about a hundred steps, he was put down again.
After that, there was no sound around, those slaves seemed to have left, and he seemed to be forgotten.
It wasn't until a quarter of an hour later that there was almost no emotion, a voice as cold as marble sounded from his ear, "You can hold your breath quite well, and you are not afraid that I will let someone throw you into the river go?"