Chapter 736 (1/2)

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

There were no lights in the tavern. Only a little moonlight shone through the windows to give the place a tad of light.

This bit of light was not enough to light up the place. The waiters and owner of the tavern were not around either. The pitch-dark tavern was empty except for the three people seated at two tables in a corner.

“Alright. The two of you can talk about anything you want to talk about. I’m just here as a witness,” said the man with a tall hat. He was sitting alone by one of the tables. In a low voice that made his gender almost indiscernible, he said, “You can take me as non-existent.”

At the other table, the two people who sat facing one another did not respond to his words. They merely maintained silence.

After a while, one of them opened his mouth to speak, “Because Earl ‘Good Horse’ has determined this assassination as coming from within the merchant party, it is difficult to produce better stimulation or provocation by assassinating soldiers of the aristocratic party or lords. I feel that we can change our mission to assassinating important figures from the merchant party, or we can attack the trade caravans. As compared to the aristocratic party where all matters are dictated by the lords, the merchant party has a much weaker control over its subordinates. It’s easy for them to get angry and start fighting so long as we can incite enough provocation.”

This person was none other than the middle-aged man who had just converted from a pirate to an assassin a few years ago. He had ultimately persuaded the middleman to invite his employer over for a face-to-face discussion.

The person seated across him donned a long robe with a hood. Their entire body was covered, so it was impossible to see what they looked like, their age or their gender. After hearing what was said, this employer was silent for a moment. Then this employer, who had a very entrancing voice, said, “Are you sure it will be more effective to attack the merchant party?”

“It’s not that it’d be more effective. It’s just that given the current situation, it might only work if we attack the merchant party.”

The employer was silent for another moment, then sighed gently in that almost undetectable voice.

They did not seem very pleased.

But the middle-aged man did not say anything more in response. He stood firm in his opinion.

After a while, the employer said, “The so-called assassin is actually just a kind of merchant too, right?”

“Fair enough for you to say so. It’s just that the ‘commodity’ being sold is more unique.”

“Won’t you feel a sense of guilt towards fighting your own kind by attacking the merchant party?”

“I used to be a pirate. My main income comes from attacking merchant ships.”

The employer was silent again. After quite a long moment, they finally accepted the middle-aged man’s suggestion.

“If you feel that it’s better to do that, then let’s go ahead with that,” they said. It might or might not be because they were displeased, thus in a voice that sounded a little depressed, they said, “In short, I just need to see results.”

“Okay,” said the middle-aged man as he nodded. Then he got to his feet, turned around and left.

After he had gone far, the employer said to the middleman next to him, “Do you think this assassin’s idea is reliable?”

“I’m a middleman. I’m not responsible for making remarks of or criticizing any of your ideas and methods,” replied the middleman. He continued to speak in that low and flat voice of his that was void of any characteristics. “So I’m unable to answer your questions, Mr. Hayde.”

This employer, who was addressed as “Mr. Hayde,” sighed again. Then they too stood up and went out.

After a long time, the middleman got up and left through the back door of the tavern. But he was totally unaware that someone had a bird’s eye view of his entire trail.