The sitting man in black robe snorted and said unhappily: "Why do we in the Shadow Guild have to live in the shadows? It's understandable that we hide in the shadows when we go on missions, but in daily life, why do we have to Sneaky. Don't you want your daughter to proudly tell others that my father is a powerful assassin?"
"We are assassins, boss. We are not good at frontal combat. If someone knows your identity, it is almost the same as having your weakness discovered."
"That's because we are not united and our intimidation power is not enough." The black-robed boss suddenly stood up and shouted angrily: "Why are spellcasters who are not good at direct conflicts so respected? That's Because they will brag about themselves. They climb up the aristocratic class and find ways to make themselves famous. Over time, they become the benchmark for all professionals. Don’t you want to be like the magicians and live in the sunshine? "
Several other people showed yearning looks.
The man in black robe who was scared away by Roland just sighed and said nothing more.
He does want to live in the sun too.
The little girl he was dragging along on the street just now was the daughter of an old man who owed money to their guild. The other party refused to pay back the money, so he had no choice but to kidnap the other party's daughter.
The little girl looked at the delicate skin and tender meat, and I heard she was literate. She might be able to earn back the money by selling it.
The reason for showing such strength on the street is to follow the routine laid out by the president. Doing so can cause a great mental threat to the surrounding civilians and make them face up to the power of the Shadow Guild.
If someone with an excessive sense of justice comes to get in the way, if the opponent is weak, or seems to have a chance of winning, throw the person to the opponent first, and when the opponent relaxes, go directly over and attack with a short blade.
In this way, we can warn the world not to mess with their Shadow Guild.
We just want to rob people in broad daylight, and we just want to hang out in the sunshine openly.
The night is ours, and we must share in the day.
This is a very good idea, and the president is also a very planning person.
He thought it was good.
This idea was implemented well at first. Although it aroused the resentment of some professional guilds, these guilds did not say anything. They could also come out to breathe during the day and do something big to intimidate civilians or other professionals to strengthen Check out the intimidating power of their Shadow Assassin Guild.
I just didn't expect that a few months ago, a group of special humans who called themselves the Golden Sons suddenly appeared.
This group of people are scattered in twos and threes in different cities.
It's not like they haven't seen alien creatures before. Succubi, hellhounds, angels from the gods, etc. are all alien creatures.
But this group of Golden Sons is different. They are very nosy. No matter what guild leader you are, a noble or a commoner, they will attack you as long as they don't like you.
Then there was a conflict with some actions of the Shadow Guild.
At first, these golden sons were very weak, so if they were killed, they would be killed.
But less than two or three hours after the killing, these guys came back and fought back. Later I found out that they were a special race that was immortal and immortal.
If this was just an accident, then forget it.
But then, many tasks of Shadow Guilds everywhere were disrupted by these guys.
Although their Shadow Guild has gone through such operations and can come out in the daytime, they are still used to 'working' at night.
As for the Golden Sons, these beasts don't even need to sleep. They are just as energetic at night. They also like to run around like shit and want to take a second look at anything that seems a bit unusual.
Then things got very unpleasant. Many of the Shadow Guild's actions, such as assassinations and annihilations, were caught by them.
While intimidating civilians during the day, he clashed with them again.
In the past two or three months, the two sides have fought at least a thousand times in various places.
At first they could hold down the Golden Sons and beat them, but after two or three months, the Golden Sons got used to fighting, so they started to rub them down.
This man in black robes also participated in several battles with the Golden Son. Although he was not killed, he was already feeling sick in his heart.
He already knew the character and temperament of the Golden Son very well.
I thought there would be no golden son here in the royal city, but unexpectedly, I met one.
The ethnic temperament of the Golden Sons is very unique and very proud. But it's not the cold arrogance of a nobleman, but the arrogance of someone who has come before, "I know more words than you, and I've eaten more salt than you."
Very irritating.
After restraining his resentment, the man in black robe thought for a moment and said, "Boss, I have an idea. Since the Golden Son is so powerful, why can't we find a way to recruit a few people?"
The guild boss's eyes lit up: "Yes, your kid has a good idea. As long as we have the Son of Gold as a bridge, we can know what those monsters are thinking. We can also find ways to avoid them when doing missions in the future. It's even possible Driving them to kill each other.”
Everyone in the room laughed.
In the Temple of Life, after Roland sat down, he realized there was a mission prompt.
When I opened it, I thought it was a little funny.
Complete the side mission: 'Rescuing the little girl who was bullied' and get 64 character experience points.
Complete the side mission: 'Find a way to save the little girl' and gain 142 character experience points.
Just now, he was only focused on saving the little girl, and didn't even notice that he had received and completed the mission.
This can be considered a good reward for good people.
Roland smiled.
At this time the little girl on the altar woke up.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she was confused for a while, then she got up in fright, turned over and got off the sacrificial altar, then leaned her back on the altar, sat down and huddled in a ball, constantly looking left and right, extremely scared. look like.
Roland stood up, walked to her and squatted down.
When the little girl saw Roland, she was even more frightened. She held her head in her hands, trembling all over, and didn't dare to look at anyone.
"It's okay. You're safe." Roland comforted him gently: "Wherever your home is, I'll take you home."
Some children have a peculiar intuition and can tell whether someone is a good person or a bad person just by listening to their words.
The little girl may have similar intuition. After hearing Roland's voice, she timidly raised her head and said, "Mijel's family lives on East Street... Big brother, can you send me back to find my father?"
"Of course." Roland smiled.
Then the system sent a message.
Accept the side mission: 'Escort the little girl home'.
Sure enough, good people are rewarded... For Roland now, mission experience is very important.
The experience points gained from learning magic alone are no longer of much use in upgrading.
He likes this simple and convenient task.
It would be nice if more people could come.
Half an hour later, Roland discovered that his wish seemed to have come true.
Just when he sent the little girl back to East Street, two tasks were triggered in succession.
Received the side mission: 'Preventing a fight. '
Side Quest Update: 'The Queen's Clues. '
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