Beta was in the room, drawing the appearance of the attacker. A rather handsome young man, not much worse than Beta in terms of appearance.
And the other party is also a legend, so the search range will be much narrowed.
But unexpectedly, Beta couldn't find this person. At the same time, he handed over the portrait to the Mercenary Union and the Assassin Union, both of which said they couldn't find it.
It is normal for the mercenary union to find no one. Their intelligence capabilities are not weak, but they are not very good at finding people who are good at hiding. But the attitude of the Assassin's Guild made Beta a little concerned.
Not to mention that the Assassin's Guild rejected Beta's request to let them inquire about the news, and when Beta handed in the portrait of that person, even though it was in absolute darkness, Beta still saw the person in charge who got the portrait, not only His expression changed slightly, and even his mental strength fluctuated a little.
Beta suspects that the other party knows something, but this is the Assassin's Guild, and Beta doesn't want to do something on other people's territory, which is easy to 'turn over'.
Afterwards, Beta kept Joan of Arc monitoring the actions of the Assassin's Guild in mid-air.
But the effect is not very obvious. After all, he is an assassin, and he is too good at hiding his whereabouts.
Even if Monica's spider clone was used to monitor, the effect would not be much better.
The speed of the spiders' movement is indeed quite fast, but compared with the assassins, they are far behind. They are often lost, and it is impossible to find out the real news.
Although Beta is very strong and knows some basic tracking and anti-tracking skills, it is impossible for him to play a big knife in front of these experts, so he simply gave up this idea.
He could only let Joan of Arc continue to pay attention to the actions of the assassins. Although Joan of Arc was hanging in the sky, she didn't see many things, but after watching for a long time, there would always be 'something'.
Beta found out the true identity of the leader of the assassins.
A fur trader.
That night, Beta came near the merchant's manor, first set up a magic barrier to prevent entry and exit, and then took Monica into the manor.
When the enchantment was set up, there was obviously something like a magic hood covering the manor, so everyone inside knew that something was wrong.
When Beta entered, a dozen guards of average strength stood in front of Beta, looking terrified, but the leader held on to his courage and said to Beta: "Your Excellency, we have no intention of being hostile to you. If you don’t want to do something, please give us a way to survive.”
These people were 'returned' from mercenaries, and they knew very well that killing a mage who could cast such a large-scale enchantment was as easy as killing an ant.
Although they helped the businessman to protect him, they didn't get much money, and they were usually scolded, why should they work for such a person.
Therefore, when these people saw that there was nothing to be done, they immediately came out and surrendered.
Monica looked at these people from the sidelines. According to her previous practice, these people must die, but now she wants to act according to Beta's face.
Beta pointed to the side and said: "Stay in the corner, when the time is up, I will naturally let you go."
Although this group of people didn't dare to believe Beta's words, they had no other choice. They could only step aside and stay quietly.
Beta came to the door and knocked on the door. There was a vague commotion inside, and it quieted down after a while. After a while, an old man opened the door. Behind the door was the living room.
In the hall, a middle-aged man was sitting at the main seat, and two glasses of fruit wine were placed on the table in front of him.
He looked a little nervous, but he still pretended to be calm.
"Your Excellency, I am very glad that you can visit my manor." The middle-aged man's body was trembling slightly: "I don't know where I can help you?"
Beta sat down in front of him, looked at the other party, and said when he saw that the other party was about to be at a loss, "Stop acting, I know you are one of the leaders of the Assassin's Guild, I have something to ask you .”
Although the middle-aged man's face was completely different from what Beta had seen in the Assassin's Guild, even his temperament was quite different, but he could still confirm that this person was the one from the Assassin's Guild.
The frequency of mental power fluctuations cannot be faked, and Joan of Arc has been guarding him in the air for several days. If there is not enough confidence, Beta will not just come here.
The man twitched: "Your Excellency, I'm just a fur trader. I'm not a big guy like the leader of the Assassin's Guild."
Monica watched with interest.
Beta tapped her finger on the desktop and said, "It has nothing to do with me whether you admit it or not. I just want to know, you should know who he is from the portrait I gave you that day. Tell me, and I will leave. At the same time Here's a lot of money for you."
"Your Excellency is really amazing." The man stretched out his hand to pinch his face left and right, and after a while, his face changed into a more inconspicuous, ordinary person: "But I really I don't know who he is."
Beta smiled and said, "You're lying, I can feel your spirit fluctuating."
"Aren't you a warrior?" The man's eyes revealed a frightened expression.
Beta smiled and said nothing.
He took a deep breath. At this moment, a little girl suddenly rushed down from upstairs, ran to the man's side, hugged his leg, and stared at Beta fiercely.
As if wanting to stare him to death.
Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers... probably refers to this situation.
Beta withdrew his gaze from the little girl, and looked at the middle-aged man: "You should say it, even if it's for your family."
Even if the man doesn't say anything, Beta won't do anything to his family. But this does not prevent Beta from using this sentence to scare people.
Sure enough, the face of the middle-aged man changed. He looked at Beta sullenly, and his expression began to change, as if he was thinking about the strength gap between the two sides. Then he looked at the little girl next to him, his eyes suddenly softened, and said : "Okay, I said. That person..."
But at this time, Beta suddenly shifted his gaze to the little girl, his eyes even widened in surprise.
As for the little girl, a gloomy smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
"Be careful!"
Beta swooped back, threw Monica to the ground, and pressed her whole body under her body.
Then the little girl swelled up at an indescribable speed, and in less than half a second, she turned into a smuggled human skin ball about two meters away.
Then the ball exploded.
What burst out of the little girl's body was not blood and flesh, but light and heat.
As if it was the power of hundreds of tons of TNT explosions, the entire small building... To be exact, the entire manor was razed to the ground in an instant.
The explosion resounded throughout the holy city.
Everyone felt a wave of trembling from the big wave.