The courtyard was beyond Harvey's surprise. Some flowers were planted on the grass in the center, and the corridor columns were carved with slender patterns. If Arod saw it, he would definitely recognize that this was a Greek-style column. However, even if Harvey did not recognize these Greek-style columns, she could feel the luxury of the details here. And she was sure that if she walked into the corridor, the room in the corridor would be gorgeous, and the wealth accumulated by the Assassin's Guild was very huge.

"Has the original villain leader fallen to becoming a noble thug?" Cyril wore a leather armor, two armed leather straps met up at his waist, a sheathed dagger was inserted between his waist, and reinforced iron nails were nailed to the leather straps. He said mockingly to Harvey.

"If you have experienced everything I have experienced, you will understand that no one will lend a helping hand to me when my guild was attacked." Harvey walked forward a few steps, standing among the fragrant flowers and plants with her slender legs on her waist. Harvey couldn't understand why these blood-stained assassins made their territory like a noble courtyard, perhaps to cover up the fishy smell on their bodies.

"We have no obligation to help you. Don't forget that we are completely different people. The act of intimidating residents and robbing is simply a child's thing." Cyril said disdainfully.

"This is our way of survival, but this is all in the past. Let's talk about your work." Harvey saw a stone bench next to him and walked over to sit on it. She did not forget her purpose of coming to this dangerous place.

"This shouldn't be something you interfere with." Cyril's face showed a look of dissatisfaction. Assassins would not easily tell others about their work. They were like nightmares hidden in the darkness. The more unknown they were, the more they could make people respect and maintain a sense of mystery.

"Don't play those tricks Cyril, we are all living in the dark, we know your rules very well, so I want to know that you have accepted the commission from Count Lauziz, and I want to know what the commission is." Harvey stretched out his hand and fiddled with his hair. But she knew that the tricks of these assassins were, and there was nothing that could not be leaked at all.

"Haha, okay, respected blood dagger Harvey, come with me." Cyril turned around and walked towards a room at the end of the corridor. Harvey stood up and followed him. He looked at the courtyard corridor curiously. At the walls of the corridor, weapons such as shields and swords and axes were hung as decorations every other section. This was certainly incompatible with the elegant courtyard, but it showed that this was not a real place of leisure. It was the nest of dangerous and bloody assassins.

"Crack." The brown wooden door at the end of the corridor was pushed open by Cyril with his hands. The heavy wooden door made a sour sound. Cyril took off the torch from the hand of a marble man sculpture wrapped in green vines next to the door and walked into the mysterious room.

"What is this place?" Harvey followed Cyril in. When she stepped into the room, she found that it was very spacious, enough to accommodate a large room of 100 people. The empty space would make clear echoes of her steps when someone stepped into it.

"Hu~~~." Cyril glanced at the fussy Harvey. The Assassin Guild was an organization that was spread all over the country. Some people thought that their headquarters were in the Italian city-state in the south, but some people thought that it was in the holy land of Jerusalem. In short, no one knew where the real Assassin Guild was headquartered, which added to the mystery of the organization. Cyril put the torch in his hand in a basin on the left side of the door. With a sound of shouting, flames rose everywhere in the basin, and then followed the same rows of braziers beside the door, lighting up the originally black and dirty room. I saw a small door at the deepest point of this rectangular room, but there was only a corridor formed by smooth walls on both sides.

"Where is this?" Harvey looked at the mysterious room and asked Cyril curiously.

"The end is the confidential room that stores the tasks recorded in our Assassin's Guild." Cyril stretched out his right hand, pointed to the mysterious room at the end, and explained to Harvey.

"Oh? What you mean is that as long as I go there, I can find the tasks entrusted by Count Lauziz?" Harvey turned his head and looked at Cyril, confirming from Cyril's gaze that what he wanted was there. Harvey became suspicious. How could such a precious thing be placed there simply, waiting for him to easily pick it up.

"If you really want it, go and get it yourself." Cyril's mouth showed an irrational smile. He had no intention of following Harvey. Harvey's eyes turned, and she walked to Cyril to grab the torch in his hand, blew out the flames of the torch, and then threw the extinguished torch towards the mysterious small door. The extinguished copper torch fell on the ground with a rolling distance before it stopped. It seemed that nothing had happened. Just as Harvey breathed a sigh of relief and was about to walk over, he suddenly heard a slight sound, but it was very clear in this empty space.

"Swoosh, swoosh." The crossbow arrow shot out from the wall of the corridor. The crossbow arrow was exactly the head and chest where the person walked over. If Harvey walked over rashly, he would definitely be shot through.

"Mechanism Trap?" Harvey took a breath of air conditioning and felt a chill on his back. Unexpectedly, the Assassin Guild had such a technique. She had never known that she had grown up in Mason Town since she was a child.

"It's still time to leave now." Cyril kindly suggested to Harvey.

"I have never tried the assassins' trap. If I can't try it, I will leave regrets." However, this aroused Harvey's competitive spirit. She took off her cloak, exposed her delicate outfit, and tied her long hair behind her head. She took a few steps back and then exerted force on her feet, rushed over like an arrow, and roughly estimated that it would take more than 120 steps to reach the mysterious wooden door here.

"Ping, Ping." Harvey's light footsteps echoed in the hall. At this time, under the light of the fire, Harvey saw clearly that the floor under her feet was small marble bricks. Harvey immediately understood that the mechanism was connected to the bricks under these bricks, but the square bricks she was stepping on while she jumped did not seem to motivate the mechanism. It seemed that some of them were connected to the mechanism, while some were safe, but there seemed to be no difference between these bricks, and it was impossible to distinguish those were traps and those were safe.

"Gu." Harvey felt sweat beads covered with sweat on his forehead. She stretched out her hand and wiped it. She stretched out her left foot to try to test the front. When she stepped on it, the square bricks were actually loose and making a sound.

"Oh no." Harvey was shocked. The muscles in his body tensed up, and he squatted down, ready to react at any time. However, to Harvey's surprise, no arrows shot out from the wall. Instead, there was an abnormal noise on his head. Harvey quickly rolled and avoided, and saw a sharp sword falling straight from the top. It turned out that it was not only the walls that were intersecting, but also the roof was also equipped with mechanisms.

"Scandium~~~." The sword tip hit the ground, making a crisp sound, and then it bounced down and lay horizontally on the ground. Even the marble floor was smashed into a small hole by the falling sword tip. If it fell on a person's head, it would definitely be lifeless.

"Bang." Just as he avoided the mechanism falling from above, Harvey was about to step on the ground in front of him, when a sense of crisis that had been trained from urination suddenly appeared. She hurriedly withdrew her steps and saw that the square brick that was about to step on in front of her was turned up. The moment the square brick fell, Harvey saw a spike trap shining with cold light below.

"Scandal Assassins." Harvey cursed in a low voice, feeling that all the roads in front of her had traps, but like an angry female leopard, she then rushed out with explosive power of her leg muscles. With the help of an unusual speed, even if she stepped on the square brick with traps, the moment the crossbow arrow shot out, Harvey bowed back strangely, rubbed his knees against the smooth marble floor, and rushed to the finish line with inertia. The crossbow arrows above her were shot out from the walls on both sides, and some arrows were only a few inches away from the tip of her nose.

"It's worthy of being the Blood Dagger Harvey." Cyril watched Harvey escape the mechanism so cleverly, and sincerely exclaimed that the mechanism in this room was designed by a long-dead mechanism master in the Assassin's Guild. Except for the high-level assassins who knew the order of evading the trap, almost no one could break through like this.

"Huhh." Harvey faced the dark roof. At this time, the inertia sliding had ended, but there were still a few steps away from the end. However, Harvey already felt exhausted, so he stopped to take a breath. Her plump breasts were wrapped in tight light leather armor, rising and falling with her violent breathing.

"Crack~~~." When the crossbow arrows on the wall shot, a sound came from the roof ceiling. Harvey immediately turned over and jumped forward. Her judgment was correct. Various weapons fell from the roof ceiling. In addition to swords, there were blunt weapons such as cross-wing hammers. They immediately smashed the ground into a pothole and marble chips splashed everywhere. Because Harvey was extremely fast, these weapons seemed to follow her tightly. Finally, when she stepped on a piece of ground built with red rocks, the weapons on the ceiling stopped falling. It seemed that Harvey had arrived at the destination safely.

"Oh, it's really unlucky. It seems that it will cost a lot of money to repair it." Cyril looked at the messy confidential room with worries. When the stone dust caused by the weapon was smashed, the walls were covered with crossbow arrows, and the originally smooth marble bricks on the ground were bumpy. (To be continued, please search for astronomy, the novel is better and faster!
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