Chapter 481 (1/2)

This is a pub.

Broken signs, muddy and dirty floors, tables and chairs soaked with wine stains, dim lights, fermentation, sweat, malt wine, mop water... All kinds of strange smells come from the moment you step in the door.

As like as two peas, the cheek of a chef, the burning fireplace, the simple and coarse guests, and Eboden's almost the same as the pub in the sewer lane.

To put it simply, it is a place for hooligans and beggars, where the poor gather for fun, and it is also a place for gangs to get money.

The black haired wizard with a dagger around his neck followed the assassin into the door of the tavern. Behind him was Lena desallion, holding the box in her arms.

It contains gold bonds worth 300 million silver coins.

Behind the ”black framed glasses”, two assassins stood on both sides of her body.

The three men stared at Lauren and black framed glasses. The blade between their necks had not left an inch since they were placed on their necks, and their finger joints and back of hands were always tight.

That's a sign before they start... These people are not ordinary gangsters, but really top assassins.

This kind of assassin in the real sense is completely different from ordinary thugs, mercenaries, and even church knights and wizards... When dealing with the latter, he can have no scruples... It's a big deal to try to attract attention and blow up the whole street with ”Turin fire” to send them to heaven.

But to deal with these people, and still step into their trap... Loren had to be vigilant.

Money doesn't matter, but Lina de sallion is her only witness and must not make any mistakes.

Through the bar of the tavern, between a group of poorly dressed and yelling big heads, there is an empty seat for four at the bottom.

The black haired wizard who was held by the dagger had no expression, and his eyes kept passing around, taking a panoramic view of the whole tavern.

No more, no less, count the... 35 next to you.

Just as they crowded through the crowd, the retreat behind them had been completely blocked by the guests in the tavern... This means that Loren with Lina desallion can't evacuate safely from here before the three assassins react.

So what about these three people first?

The rest of his eyes swept over the two people on both sides of the girl, and the black haired wizard quickly rejected his idea... It was too slow. Their position was very subtle. They seemed to be very close, but they were never on the same level. He could not solve both at the same time.

The moment you start, the other one may hurt Lina.

His eyes swept past the grey robed man on his side, and Loren saw the fierce light in his eyes.

It's the guy who was released by himself last time

These people have found out their details... We'd better talk to them first. It's better not to do it unless we have to.

And the other side specially chose this place. It's hard to say whether there are other ambushes and backers... We have to find a way to turn this place into our own home.

The dark haired wizard made the final judgment and spoke first when he sat down:

”Come straight, what do you want?”

The grey robed man opposite was obviously stunned. Looking at the guy who obviously had no fear, he couldn't help but clench his fists:

”If I remember correctly, I told you last time, Lord Loren Turin.”

”If I remember correctly, I told you last time that I was not interested.” Lauren shrugged, unaware that he was the one threatened:

”If you still intend to make terms, I suggest you change one; if not... Miss Lina and I have other things.”

”Dang --!”

The moment the voice fell, the silver awn screamed!

The dark haired wizard glanced slightly, and the cold, slender stabbing sword slipped over his face and pierced the back of the chair behind him; The bright silver, which was still around the waist, also resisted the assassin's throat.

Feel the cold of the neck, the assassin holding the hilt motionless, sweat on his cheeks and tremble slightly.

”I suggest you don't be impulsive.” the expressionless Loren raised his left hand and put a copper dice in front of the gray robed man:

”Your friend can't run away again.”

The expression of the grey robed man is hard to see.

”Lord Loren Turin, we...”

”Oh, by the way, please tell the gentleman that if he wants to see me so much, he needn't bother so much.” Loren knocked on the table: ”just leave a message and I'll be waiting anytime and anywhere.”

”That... Sir?”

Loren raised his head, and the corners of his mouth slid a slight arc. He only opened his mouth but made no sound: ”lute infinite.”

He knows?!

The grey robed man looked at the fearless wizard in front of him in amazement.