"Hehehe..." Saraph smiled sinisterly, "Let's go, offend someone you shouldn't be offended, let's send him into eternal sleep!"

Saravre was very confident, and the other two killers didn't think anything was strange.

With a big knight, plus two knights, such an assassination combination, even if you kill Scarlet Hand No. 12 and No. 13 William has any trump card, there is no need to worry about it.

But a little baron! They all think so.

Sarav walked in front of the courtyard, while the other two killers followed with all their might. The sound of the wind was heard. In just four or five seconds, hundreds of meters were easily crossed, and the three killers came to an unguarded wall.

Due to insufficient manpower, only two gaps in the fence can guard the guards.

The three-meter-high wall is a natural danger for many enemies to advance.

But this does not include three killers who surpass ordinary people.

As soon as they bent their legs and kicked the ground, the people bounced straight up, easily touched the edge of the wall, and with a slight force, the people came to the middle of the wall, jumped down, landed silently, and the three of them quietly entered the village of Nisse.

The time spent in the middle was not even a second.

After standing up straight, the three killers ran directly to the center of Nisse village without any delay. If their intelligence was nothing unexpected, their target would be at the original convention office in the center of the village.

However, this is information from two months ago, and the three killers can only hope that their target is a nostalgic person. Don't change addresses randomly, otherwise it will be very troublesome.

Yes, they just feel it's troublesome, not worried about not being able to accomplish the goal.

Most of the people in the small village of Nisse were already asleep late at night.

Compared with the noise during the day, the village of Nisse is particularly deserted and lonely in the late night.

The three killers easily avoided the guards who were patrolling the night and soon arrived at the center of the village, in front of a dirt roof.

There was dim light in the earthen house, and candles were burning inside.

In this era, candles were lit in the middle of the night, and ordinary people were not so luxurious.

The three killers have confirmed their eyes and are the ones they are looking for.

Saravage stopped sneaking and stood in front of the earthen roof, tidied up his slightly messy clothes, then put a decent smile on his face and knocked on the door gently.

"Dong, dun, dun..."

"Who? Come in." William's voice came from the earthen house.

When Saraphpi heard this, he smiled proudly, pushed open the door and walked in.

The two killers followed him silently, and they were no longer surprised by their boss's strange habits.

William was standing in front of a table, filled with "corpse wreckage" of various animals and plants, while William was wearing leather armor, with a cloth bag tied to his left waist and a cross sword hanging on his right waist.

Seeing a few killers, William was not surprised at all, but looked at them calmly, "Welcome to my territory as a guest, strange guests, don't you introduce yourself?"

As soon as the ordinary face killer and the baby face killer entered the earthen house, they quietly occupied the level position, while secretly observing the scene in the room.

Only Sarav, the leader, was open and honest, without so many small moves. He came to William with a decent and cold smile on his face and performed a noble manner to William.

"Late night visit, please forgive our presumption, Baron Decas!"

"It seems you are prepared! Let me guess who you are?" William's eyes were amused and fell on the scarlet gloves in their right hand.

"Scarlet Hand?" Although he was asking, William used a tone of affirmation.

"Yes." Saravus smiled and signaled.

"To be honest, you give me the feeling that you don't look like a killer, but rather like a guest!" William smiled, "If it were a guest, I would be very welcome. The entire Decas Corps will welcome you."

"It's a pity that we have always been a group of annoying guests." Saraph's voice was feminine and chilling. He changed his tone and said, "I have always believed that death is beautiful! It is artistic! It is decent! I have always believed that I have an obligation to find the beauty of their death for every guest of mine!"

"Oh! Then do your customers agree with your idea?" William asked with interest.

"There are always many fools in the world!" said Saravrely.

"Indeed!" William nodded in agreement.

Saraph seemed very excited when he heard this, and felt like he met a soulmate, showing eight white teeth, and smiled, "Why can't I meet you earlier if someone as interesting as you?"

"Can you be killed earlier, right?" William asked.

"Hahaha..." Seraph opened his mouth and smiled subtly, "Baron Decas, I will regret it for a long time if I kill you. So, after killing you, I will peel off your skin and put it on my armor. Every late autumn night, we can communicate for a long time!"

"I allow you to choose the way of death!" said Saravre "generously".

"I hope to know who sent you to kill me? Scarlet Hand sent two groups of people in a row. The person behind me really hated me to the core!" William asked with a look of motion in his heart.

"Dear Baron Decath, you are so wise, can you guess?" Saraph said with a smile.

"Virgin of Patras?"

"Why do you doubt him?"

"I came to this land and realized that Viscount Grien's influence was everywhere. If I disappeared, I believe Viscount Grien in Pat's city would be very happy." William said.

Sarav’s eyes looked like a cat playing with a mouse, neither admitting nor denying it.

William tried to see something from his eyes, but unfortunately, he could not see anything, and he didn't even have eye poop.

William's mind turned around and asked tentatively, "Is it the one from Sail City? That person is really revenge. I have been expelled from the city, so why don't I let me go?"

With all the plans, William has hatred in this world, and there are only two people with energy.

One is Viscount Grien.

One is the one in Sail City.

Apart from the two of them, William really couldn't think of who would spend so much money to hire a killer to kill himself!

"Is it him?" Saravre said nothing, and William could only ask again.

Sarav’s eyes were fun, “The Scarlet Hand never reveals the identity of the employer. Baron Decas, sometimes regret is also a kind of beauty! Life is not perfect, regret makes people nostalgic, think, remember, and…”

Sarav’s eyes were blurred, as if he remembered some long-standing memories, and said with sigh, like a tired traveler on the road of life.

"Will you compare!"

Along with William's explosion, a lightning-like sword light came!
Chapter completed!