It's midnight...

On a small hill several thousand meters away from the slave camp, a branch of a thousand-year-old pine tree was a bit abnormally sunken. The snow covered on the thick and long branches suddenly had two shallow footprints. After looking closely, these two footprints were still slowly changing shape and depth. This only shows one thing... that is, the owner of the footprints did not leave, and he was still lurking here invisible...

Paramir, the ace spy affiliated with the "Black Tongue" of the Dark Guild, had a mission completion rate of 95%, and the minimum mission compensation amount had been increased to 500 gold coins. Before that, he had been complaining that the difficulty of this mission was too low, which was really not challenging. After all, the mission power of attorney simply recorded the name, identity, and specific mission contents were not assassination or investigation of hidden privacy, but just monitoring its movements. Paramir originally pushed out this novice rookie-level mission without hesitation, and did not change his mind until he saw the name of the mission target clearly.

Gloria? Hugwen...

This name has caused a stir in the imperial capital Black Mountain recently. A super beautiful boy who is capable of competing for the name of the new generation of the first beauty in the imperial capital is a direct blood relative of the emperor's favorite minister and lover Earl Amanda, the newly recognized adopted son of the legendary heroic imperial marshal Retuss, a brutal blasphemy shooter...

So many sensitive topics can cause a sensation in the whole city if you put them on anyone, let alone all of them are concentrated on one person. This is Goria? Hugwen, the new storm center of the imperial capital Montenegro.

Paramir immediately changed his mind and took on this task that successfully attracted his interest. When he was still on the Hercules airship, Paramir had already discovered many colleagues with the same mission goals as him, and some of them were even his old acquaintances. From these people, Paramir could already guess several big figures hidden behind the shady curtain, the imperial prime minister, the Grand Duke Buckingham, the General Zuod, Lao Mentu, Basolona, ​​and the Duke of Oga...

Paramir suddenly became interested in his employer's true identity, although he knew it was against professional ethics. In fact, he didn't have to delve into this question. Or he should say that he didn't dare to "really know" the answer to this question, because the special task prop given to him by the employer was already very telling. For an experienced old spy like Paramir, it was not difficult to distinguish the original appearance of the emblem... it was an emblem belonging to the imperial royal family.

Of course, the imperial royal family has its own spy organization. The huge spy organization "Golden Bird", controlled by the Golden Bird family, who is loyal to the royal family, is not comparable to that of an ordinary Dark Guild. It is logical that it is impossible to turn the bush and hire "Black Tongue" to serve it, but Paramir definitely believes in his eyes and his judgment more, so he can only explain one problem. His employer wants to hide his eyes and hide his identity, so he cannot directly use the Royal Spy Organization.

Just when Paramir was almost in deep thought, the alert intuition he had cultivated for many years suddenly issued a warning. Paramir quickly restrained his mind and secretly blamed himself for being a guild ace and actually making such low-level mistakes. He did not panic and expose himself, but instead turned his shadow fighting spirit to the extreme, further eliminated his sense of existence, completely integrated himself into the night, and at the same time infinitely magnified his senses. It is no exaggeration to say that the whereabouts of a snowflake are also in his control at this time.

This is a snowy field in the forest, with thick snow and light snow. The sky is constantly snowing. It has great restrictions on mobile searches, but is very beneficial for targets that have been static and hidden. Paramir does not believe that in this environment, someone can approach him without leaving any trace.

After a long time passed, Paramir finally began to doubt whether the intuition warning just was just an illusion. Although this situation was rare, it was not without it. After all, spies were originally a very sensitive and delicate profession. If there was any movement nearby, they would be frightened, not to mention that he had just left his mind.

Thinking of this, Paramir finally decided not to waste time and start carrying out his own mission. This is another thing he often complained and regretted recently. This mission is much more difficult than he imagined. His mission goal, the beautiful boy named Golia, didn't know what was going on in his head, actually hid in a war slave training camp belonging to the Dragon Cavalry regiment as soon as he came to the Black Forest. It was nothing, and even the dragon cavalry who was in charge of guarding the training camp later retreated, but later he didn't know what was going on. The slaves in the War Cavalry camp went out and ran out of the camp, and then dug three feet into the ground.

Generally, they searched every corner of the nearby forest, and did not let go of tree holes and frozen lake water. As a result, several spies who were too close to each other were discovered by them and captured them in the war slave camp. Seeing the group of sub-slaves' mouths flying and excited, they could imagine their fate. So, including Paramir, all the surviving spies had to restrain themselves and dare not approach the target easily. Later, several spies were brave enough to sneak into the war slave camp in the middle of the night, but they also never returned. The war slave camp was like the gate of the abyss, emitting the aura of not being close to the birth.

It took Paramir two days to slowly move to the current hidden place. The terrain is high and densely wooded, and the location is not conspicuous. It just so you can overlook most of the area in the War Slave Camp.

Palamir slowly emerged from his clothes, an elongated cylindrical object. This is a new type of military equipment smuggled from the Duchy of Cool Bear. A magical equipment invented by the dwarf alchemist Baiga Ponk, called the "Typeg". It does not require any magic array or any magic magic. It can achieve some visual enhancement effects of "Far-Watching" or "Hawkward Spirit" based on just a few special polished crystal sheets. Although Shadow Fighting Qi also has the ability to strengthen vision and the effect is better, the fluctuations of the Fighting Qi are difficult to hide from the sensory intuition of some strong people. Palamir has greatly increased the difficulty of this mission in his heart. After all, there are a few of the acquaintances who have been loaded but their strength is not inferior to him.

Under that magical little cylinder, Paramir finally saw the scene in the Battle Slave Camp, an extremely terrifying and shocking scene.

Hundreds of sub-slaves lined up in neat rows, waving their right fists in an orderly manner, roaring, seeing the wild momentum, and seeing the enthusiastic eyes of the crazy believers... This is not a war slave cannon fodder, it is clearly an Iron Blood Legion with both military spirit and spirit, and is sworn loyal to the leader. The object of accepting this Iron Blood Legion's oath worship is his mission goal, the second-generation ancestor Gelia Xiu Wen, who stirs up the storm of the imperial capital with his appearance and life experience.

Behind Goria, a hideous one-eyed ogre stood proudly. He held a big banner in his hand, and a huge black palm-printed banner was printed on the extremely scarlet paint surface.

Black Hand Blood Flag...

"Oh my God~! What did I see? That child, he actually tamed... No, he conquered a group of sub-men war slaves of different races. Retusus sent him here for this... Could it be that he was attracted by the legendary hero and adopted as his adopted son because of this talent? But... what is the point of training this group of sub-men slaves? Isn't his dragon cavalry regiment the most powerful force in the continent? Apart from the small number of people... By the way, it's the number of people. If Retusus's troops were compensated for the weakness of the few people, wouldn't it... Could it be... he wanted to... plot against..."

Palamir, who thought he had mastered the "truth", became more and more excited the more he thought about it. Of course, these were just his personal thoughts. The only task of the spy was to send what he saw and heard to the employer. As for how to judge and analyze the connotation, it was not his task. Thinking of this, Palamir finally ignored hiding his figure. He took out a small metal magic weapon and faced one of them to the camp where Geron was located. This magic weapon could directly pass the illuminated image to the employer in the distance. Of course, this was the special task prop assigned to him by the employer. As long as all these magic images were passed back, the troublesome task would come to an end.

The magic circuits on the metal magic weapon lit up one after another, and Palamir's mind suddenly became a little nervous, but thinking that it was thousands of meters away from the Zhannu Camp, and it was even several times the warning range of the War King-level Powerful Man. He himself was in the extreme concealment mode. Even if the magic weapon emitted a little light, this slight light under the moonlight reflected in the snow was nothing. When the last magic pattern of the metal magic weapon also lit up completely and began to turn dim, Palamir's tense heart finally relaxed a little...

With a "puff", a bloodless black blade appeared under Palamir's nose. Looking at the faint green light at the tip of the blade, he suddenly wondered how this blade covered with poison appeared. After a moment, he realized that it was a blade that penetrated from his back and pierced the heart and then pierced from his chest. In other words...

He is dead.

A dark and slender palm emerged from nothingness. She gently dragged Palamir's soft body, placed it on the branch, then grabbed the metal magic weapon, skillfully tidied it on it, completely destroying the lit magic pattern.

The figure of Black Lake appeared behind Paramir. She carefully took out a small magic-patterned leather bag and carefully poured the blue powder emitting starlight inside on Paramir's corpse. Suddenly, a lightless and colorless flame rose up and spread quickly on the entire corpse. In less than a few seconds, the traces of the existence of the King's Sect spy with the black tongue were completely erased, and even the valuable metal magic tool was not spared. However, when the dark elf girl picked up the "teleoscope", she hesitated for a moment and could not finish the colorless and lightless flame.

Before it was extinguished, it was thrown into flames to destroy it. However, Black Lake didn't seem to care. She picked up the telescope and put it on her right eye. The next moment, the delicate face of Goron seemed to be close to her. The dark elf girl stared at her almost obsessively. Suddenly, the corners of Geron's eyes moved, and her pupils actually directly faced the Black Lake. The dark elf was so scared that she quickly took off the telescope, looking in a terrifying look, but soon the panic disappeared. Black Lake looked fiercely at the direction of the Zhan Nu Camp, stomped her feet gently, and the next moment her body disappeared into the darkness again... (~^~)

ps: Is it three hundred chapters? Commemorate.
Chapter completed!