Conquer the Dawn of Heaven

There are quite a few things that can surprise people, among which murder is the most extreme method.

What is more surprising than killing is killing a person with a pivotal status.

Krian stood under the eaves of the house and looked at the crowd gathered in front of the opposite church. I do n’t know who smashed the houses of several wealthy people nearby, and moved the precious furniture inside to the open space to light it, so the crowd was in the open space and the nearby house. The wall of fire was dragged out by the fire, and it looked like a shadow from the terrible **** devil.

"Everyone is a devil," Clian said slowly to the masked man who came out of the house. "It's just hiding very well."

The mask man ignored Clariant. He replaced a new mask with the entire face behind the mask. The pattern on it looked like a twisted face.

"I just want to kill the woman," the mask man said quietly. "I'm not interested in what you want to do."

"Elders don't think so?" Krian said.

"When did you become a running dog for the elders, haven't you always been reluctant to deal with them?" The Masked Man asked strangely.

Klien gave a "ha" chuckle, as if he didn't care about the mockery of the masked man.

"Actually, I made a deal with them," Krian pointed out to the crowds opposite. "They help me do something, and I can give them enough benefits."

"St. Gufra's descendants have fallen completely," the mask man groaned angrily. "It's people like you who made all this degenerate. Our ancestors decided not to follow St. Gufu for this reason. Guild. "

"Then why do you think they formed the Saint Gufra? Guild? For the so-called belief?" Krian smiled ironically. "Don't forget that Saint Gufra is himself a playboy, he has done everything in his life. I ’m cheating, do I have to remind you that even the money to build a monastery was used by him to support his mistress, which is known to everyone all the time, and even the church knows what happened to St. Gufra? , So his holy name is never mentioned, and we all know that he is actually the patron saint of thieves, scammers and criminals, and we are such people. "

The mask man didn't speak anymore, he just looked at the riotous mob opposite through the eyes of the mask.

"We will rush in later," Krian began to tell "We don't need to do too conspicuous, just find the cardinal, but this time to be cleaner, I don't want to make people think of the Archbishop of Frankfurt and his death. It ’s all done by one person. "

The mask man squinted at Krian, although he knew that the Archbishop of Frankfurt was killed by him, but this was the first time Krian admitted that the murder was related to him.

"It seems to be almost over there." Krian suddenly raised Sang's voice slightly, and the masked people heard the sound, and it seemed that the crowds who besieged the church finally couldn't bear it. Someone had begun to hold the fallen wooden pillars like a siege. The hammer began to hit the church door.

A large group of hot oil suddenly sprayed from the mouth of the beast as a decoration on the church porch. When the hot hot oil splashed on the crowd's head, it caused a scream of tragic home pain. The crowd immediately became confused, and the people threw the wooden pillars around. Fleeing, and the people who were thrown in the hot oil could not help rolling on the ground.

"Damn, they still hide this hand," Krian apparently did not expect this to happen. He ripped off the turban on his head, cursing in his mouth. "These priests still have to dagger when praying." In his arms, it was not holy water but poisoned wine that was poured into the altar during the sacrifice. This Monteiro was like his master, and he had two sides and three swords.

"Or are they the same as St. Gufra?" The mask man asked sarcastically, and then pulled another dagger from his waist with his left hand. "I don't care what you want to do, but you promised me, as long as I helped you, this time you will help kill that woman, right? "

"That's right," Krian followed behind the masked man and walked behind the church under the cover of the crowd. "Even if it wasn't for you, I would kill the woman. You were revenge for your woman, and I was for That Gombre knows what pain is. "

The two followed the shadowy corner of the church and quickly passed through the panicked crowd. When they came to a wall behind the church, Krian pointed upward.

The masked man immediately saw Klian's intention.

There is nothing special about this wall, but the end of the inclined wall is connected to the outer wall of the church, and just above the wall connecting the outer wall, a very small window half reveals the faint light.

"Isn't it someone who has been answering it already?" The masked man looked at Krian with suspicion.

"So I want you to do this with me. Believe me, this time we will surprise everyone."

Krian's words made the mask people heartbeat. After all, the temptation to kill a cardinal was too great to make anyone willing to take risks.

Clariant was clearly prepared. He took a barbed rope from his bag and threw it into the half-open window, and then the two climbed carefully along the fence.

Someone on the dim top floor screamed and ran, and several panicked priests crossed the chest with a large spoon while pouring hot hot oil into the tank with a large spoon. Even in the church, you can hear clearly, but this did not stop the priests from the terrible work in their hands.

Krian walked forward on a narrow wooden board with a dagger clenched. Because of the high security of the beast-mouth water dragons, the oil storage tank that dumped hot oil was also on the church porch. People had to stand in a row of protruding attic boards Only then can you pour oil into it.

"God forgive my sins." A priest whispered in a whisper, and then poured the boiling oil that was constantly bubbling. Because the filter grate was installed in the mouth of the water dragon, the hot oil was grated when it flowed. A resistance will spray out to the surroundings, so it is completely one by one.

"God ..." The priest started to chatter again, but he hadn't waited for the next words. The spoon in his hand suddenly fell on the wooden board. The hot hot oil instantly scalded his feet into a terrible pus, and at the same time With the smell of skin being cooked.

But the priest was no longer screaming because of this terrible scald. His body was slowly laid down, mixed with the hot oil on the ground, and blood spurting from his neck.

"Cardinal Monteiro should be more inside," Clian whispered. He and the masked man walked quietly along the narrow wooden board around the edge of the church's top floor, until they were in a panic. The priest walked over the head and came to a stone wall leading from the bottom to the top of the building.

The only entrance to the stone wall was in a corridor below, and the two guards standing at the door attracted Crian's attention.

"I bet that the cardinal is behind this wall," Krian lowered his voice. "Since the Archbishop of Frankfurt died, these people have arranged guards for themselves."

The mask man nodded, although he was unwilling to admit it, Klian ’s assassination of the Archbishop of Frankfurt really scared too many people, both the bishop and the nobility were self-defeating for a while, so it is no wonder that Krian would change Be so self-righteous, even the words of the elders are no longer in my heart.

It's just that he really didn't understand why Krian wanted to do these things.

Clariant slipped carefully down the shadow. He knew he had to be careful. These guards were actually not easy to mess with. The main thing was that he did n’t want to make things known to everyone. He needed to let Monteiro die quietly. This is the only way to satisfy those who have spent their time.

A guard seemed to hear something. He looked cautiously in the direction of Krian's hiding, but because the hiding was so good, Klian was not worried that he would find himself. ,

Sure enough, after watching the guard for a while, he finally did not find Krian hidden in the dark, and this short hesitation was enough to make the masked man come very close to the two guards.

The attacks were launched almost at the same time and ended at the same time. The two men who rushed to the guards from both sides cleanly cut the throats of their respective targets, making them lose the opportunity to make a sound from the beginning.

When reaching out and gently opening the door, Klien, who was still calm, was also a little nervous. Unlike Archbishop Frankfurt, Monteiro was a cardinal, which means that if there is a chance, he might even become the pope. And now he is going to die under Clian's knife.

At this moment, Krian felt that his heart was beating. This was not entirely because he killed the future pope. More importantly, he knew what would happen if he killed this person.

Krian flashed carefully into the room. His foot on the carpet didn't make a sound. When he saw a figure leaning against the corner of the four-poster bed behind the heavy curtain, he held his breath to make his hand more stable.

Krian knew that the man was not a cardinal.

From the eyes and ears of the monastery, he already knew that Cardinal Monteiro had to lie in bed because of the shock. There was only one person beside him at this time. It was a servant beside him who had followed him for many years.

Krian's feet slowed down, and as he bypassed the bedpost that covered the curtain, the dagger in his hand quickly raised to prepare to pierce.

The person who was sitting on the bed facing the bed raised his head instinctively.

Seeing that face, Krian immediately whispered, "Master, how can you be?"

The person sitting on the bed did not show any panic because someone was holding a knife to kill him. He slowly stood up and looked at the stunned Krian, and smiled in a low voice.

"Why didn't you think it was me?" The man stood up slowly, watching the assassin suddenly appeared.

"I didn't expect it." In a short time, Krian had calmed down from the accident. He glanced at the dizzy cardinal Monteiro, who was lying on the bed, put away his knife, and bowed to salute. "I never expected See you here, priest ... "He paused and said," Master Bishop. "

The former Palermo priest, now Palermo Bishop Alfonso reached out to Krian, his huge ruby ​​ring flashed under the light, and when Krian kissed, it was like Inhale a striking drop of blood.

"Are you going to kill Cardinal Monteiro?" Alfonso asked, seeing Krian's opening, he waved his hand slightly to stop him from speaking. "You have been away from me for a long time, you can decide what to do by yourself. . "

Clariant's eyes showed fear, and he bowed his head to Alfonso again, trying to forgive him with a humble gesture.

"Master, please don't say that, I totally obey your orders," Krian whispered. "If you want the cardinal to live, I will use his life to protect his safety, never let him be hurt a little, only Please forgive me for my irrationality and my ignorance. "

Alfonso shook his head and didn't seem to care about Clean's panic. He whispered, "I don't care about this. I want to know who wants you to kill Cardinal."

Clarian hesitated, but when he saw Alfonso's calm but fearful look, he finally compromised.

Clean leaned in to the Bishop of Palermo and whispered a name, and then he was satisfied with the surprised look on the face of the new bishop.

"Why?" Alfonso looked at Krian with some confusion. Seeing Klien also had some unknown look, Alfonso couldn't help looking at Monteiro who was sleeping in bed. "Why did he kill this stupid ass? This People are really useless except to please his master. "

Alfonso said he suddenly had a slight pause here, his eyes narrowed slightly, and after a careful look at the cardinal, he suddenly laughed.

"Perform your mission." Alfonso suddenly ordered.

He suddenly changed his attitude towards Alfonso, and Krian did not ask why. He just pulled out his dagger neatly, raised the sword with his hand, and pierced the heart of the cardinal who was still sleeping in the bed!

Cardinal Montero instantly screamed in his sleep.

"Kli'an, do you know that the place I admire you is that you are more pure than your brother Kunto." Alfonso tapped gently on Kri'an's shoulder.

Just when he wanted to say something more ~ ​​www.ltnovel.com ~ A burst of noise suddenly came from outside.

Alfonso's expression changed, and he looked at Krian, seeing that the assassin was about to rush outside. The bishop shook his head. He pointed to the sword in Krian's hand and to himself.

Krian nodded, and he quickly went around behind the bishop. When he just put the dripping blood blade on Alfonso's neck, the door just slammed open.

Sophia, wearing a beautiful and mighty armor, strode in.

In her hand was a long, sharp sword, and the long curled hair on her head without a helmet was scattered on her shoulders.

Beside her, a group of Bohemian people surrounded her like a princess, and countless knives pointed at the assassin in front of her.

But then Clariant had a sardonic smile on his face.

"Bohemian woman, lay down your weapon, otherwise today you will be a reunion mass for the two bishops."

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