There were no lights in the tavern, only a little bit of moonlight came in through the windows to light up the room.
This little light was not enough for illumination, and the waiter and owner of the tavern were not there. The dark tavern was empty except for three people sitting in the corner, sitting at two tables respectively.
"Okay, if you two have anything to talk about, feel free to talk. I'm just a notarizer." The man sitting alone at a table, wearing a high hat, said in a low voice that could not even identify his gender, "You can pretend I don't exist."
The two people sitting across from each other at the other table did not respond to his words, but remained silent.
After a while, one of them spoke: "Because Count 'Hao Ma' characterized the assassination as coming from within the Merchant Faction, it is now difficult to assassinate Noble Faction soldiers or lords to produce a better stimulating and provocative effect. I think it can Change the target, assassinate important figures of the merchant faction, and attack caravans. Compared with the noble faction where the lord has the final say, the merchant faction has much weaker control over their subordinates. As long as they are stimulated more, they will easily become intolerable. Don't get angry and take action."
This man was naturally a middle-aged man who had just switched from a pirate to a killer a few years ago. He finally convinced the middleman and invited his employer to discuss the matter in person.
The man sitting opposite him was completely covered in a hooded robe, and his age, appearance or gender could not be identified. After listening to his words, he was silent for a while, and replied in a magnetic voice that could not distinguish between men and women: "Are you sure you attacked the businessman? Pie, the effect will be better?”
"It's not that the effect is better, but in this situation, only attacking the merchant faction may be effective."
The employer was silent for a moment longer, then sighed softly and almost imperceptibly.
He (she?) seemed a little unhappy.
But the middle-aged man didn't talk to him. He insisted on his opinion.
After a while, the employer said: "The so-called killer is actually a kind of businessman, right?"
"You can almost say that the 'goods' for sale are just special."
"Attacking the merchant faction, don't you feel guilty about cannibalism?"
"I used to be a pirate, and my main income came from attacking merchant ships."
The employer was silent again. After a while, he (she?) finally accepted the middle-aged man's suggestion.
"If you think it's better to do that, then do it." I don't know if it was because he was unhappy, but his voice sounded a little frustrated, "Anyway, I just want to see the effect."
"Okay." The middle-aged man nodded, stood up, turned and left.
After he walked away, the employer asked the middleman next to him: "Is this killer's idea reliable?"
"I am the middleman, and I am not responsible for dictating any of your ideas or practices." The middleman still replied in a low, characteristic voice, "So I cannot answer your question, Mr. Hyde."
The employer known as "Mr. Hyde" sighed again, stood up and walked out.
After a long time, the middleman got up and left through the back door of the tavern.
But he didn't know that his traces were completely in the eyes of others.
He fell into the eyes of an invisible person floating in the air, watching him coldly.
The man watched him walk into an empty house, watched him come out with different makeup, watched him return to his residence, record what happened today, and finally smiled coldly.
"Prudent enough, but useless," he said.
"You are also very cautious." Another voice came.
"when did you come?"
"Just now," said the second voice, "I thought you needed help."
"I never need help!" The first voice seemed a little unhappy.
"I know you are capable, but there's nothing wrong with having a little more help." The second voice said with a smile, "Besides, I asked His Majesty for permission before coming here."
The first voice was silent for a moment and sighed.
"How are you going to help me?" he asked.
"My plan is to create some alibi for you." The second voice said, "Of course, it is to create an alibi for 'Her Royal Highness'. As for 'Mr. Hyde', anyway, he is an elusive character who hides his head and tail." , no one can trace him, can they?"
"...I really hate that identity!" The first voice sighed, "Even if it's a prince, why is it a princess?"
"This is not something we can decide. Bodies that can fuse with us are very rare. If you can find a human body, you are lucky. I came down once and used the body of a goblin... You will never imagine it. I couldn't believe how strong the smell was! I washed it almost ten times using various methods, and all the skin on my body was washed off, and then I could barely bear it."
The first voice chuckled a few times: "You've never said that before."
"This is not something worth bragging about..." the second voice said helplessly, "If I'm lucky enough to find the body of a giant dragon, I will brag about it hundreds of times without you asking."
"What body are you going to use this time?"
"I haven't found the right one yet." The second voice said, "As you know, I just came down and I don't have a clue at the moment. I need to look for it slowly."
"If that doesn't work, just use the golem body." The first voice suggested.
"There are many problems with the golem's body. The biggest problem is that it cannot fully exert its combat power. It can only be used as a last resort. If possible, I still hope to find a human body as much as possible." The second voice sighed, " It's such a pity to say that my descendants failed to live up to expectations and were killed by others. Otherwise... "
"My descendants are not much better. The one with the purest bloodline obviously has outstanding sorcerer talents, but he is strictly controlled by others and can only survive by selling his beauty. What the hell is a 'princess'? It's just that A poor guy who was sold to others and fucked every day to prove that his family had no intention of reviving the country... Speaking of which, the descendants of the god of development and his family were worthy of success. There were three legendary strong men alone. They supported the family business so much. It’s great to be prosperous!”
"Remember that we were of similar status back then, but now he is a true god, and we are still the envoys of gods..." The second voice said in frustration, "It would be great if our descendants could live up to their expectations!"
"It's not just his descendants who strive for success, the main thing is good luck. Do you remember the Eight Knights of Virtue? Do they have any descendants who strive for success? As long as we keep working hard, sooner or later we will have such an opportunity."
The two voices talked for a while, then turned into streams of light and flew away in two directions.