Heroes of Silver Moon Chapter 503

In a dark church, candles flickered.

Wearing a black religious robe, the old man with a kind face and kind eyes was kneeling on the ground, praying to the statue of the Moonlight Goddess.

"Priest Rafal." A middle-aged knight in chain mail walked quickly to the old man.

"What's the matter, my child?" Rafal asked with a smile.

Knight Keller held a secret letter in his hand and said with a cold face: "We received a report from the Cochrane family, saying that Lord Simon of the new French realm ignored the oracle of the human gods and kept a large number of alien slaves in captivity. Please let us go there Investigate."

"Oh, Lord Simon?" Priest Rafal was a little surprised, and said, "Is it the famous builder Simon who came from the Hawke family?"

Keller nodded coldly and said, "That's right, it's him!"

Rafal frowned and asked, "Has he paid for the Gospel this year?"

Keller shook his head, and said: "The new legal territory has just been established, and the area is very poor. We have never gone there to collect it, but this time, the Cochran family has donated a fortune."

The so-called gospel is actually money, but it is just for the convenience of collecting money openly, so it has a good name of the gospel of God.

It was an open and secret fight among the nobles again, and Rafal raised a corner of his mouth, and said, "Ah, since Lord Simon has been reported, we will naturally ask for an investigation. I hope there will be more good news about this lord. !"

He likes the nobles to bite each other like this, so that they can collect money on both sides.

What, no!

Oh, without the Gospel, people who are detested by the gods must have evil in them, and they might be purified.

Seeing the smile on the corner of the old priest's mouth, Cavalier Keller also laughed, the gospel, after all, should be enjoyed by priests like them!

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Moss walked in the new law collar, wearing ordinary attire, a public face that would be forgotten when he turned his head, and a low-key and silent temperament. No one would pay attention to him.

"It's a miracle!" Looking at the dazzling array of booths, Moss was full of shock.

Obviously, two months ago, there were almost no commercial activities here. How did it develop into this appearance in the blink of an eye?

Suppressing the shock in his heart, Moss came to the vicinity of the Lord's Mansion, and waited quietly in a shadow that no one noticed.

While waiting, he also recalled carefully. He clearly remembered that day, he seemed to have killed the lord, hey, he didn't seem to be, hey, what happened that day?

The more he recalled carefully, the more frightened Moss became.

As a senior assassin, it is impossible for him to have such a poor memory that he can't even remember any details, but what went wrong?

"Gululu." An ordinary carriage arrived at the gate of the lord's mansion. After the guards inspected the vehicle and verified the identities of the occupants, they opened the gate and prepared to let it go.

good chance! Moss, who was hiding in the dark, narrowed his eyes and took advantage of the guard's blind spot to dodge a few times, clinging tightly to the carriage like a gecko, but the guard didn't notice it.

Entering the lord's mansion, relying on his superb stealth skills, he soon came to the empty lord's study, hiding in a shadow and continuing to wait.

As a seasoned assassin, Moss possessed uncanny patience.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and he was like petrified, hiding in the shadows and motionless. Even if someone looked carefully at this moment, they would never find that there was an assassin hiding here.

"Squeak--" Simon pushed open the door and entered the study, followed by the elf sisters, Deborah, and Wallace, the director of trade who had just been tricked by him.

Just like the last replay, he didn't notice the assassin at all, and neither did the others.

Sitting carelessly behind the desk, Livia and Alice stood meekly behind him, which surprised Deborah and Wallace. This training is too good!

"Hey, hey, what are you looking at?" Seeing the gazes of the two, who had been scanning the elf sisters, Simon asked in a bad tone with black lines all over his head.

As the saying goes, brothers are like siblings, and women are like clothes, but the saying goes, whoever touches my clothes, I will cut off his siblings!

For a "small-minded" person like Simon, no one should touch his woman, even Deborah's brothers and friends.

"Ahem!" Sensing that it was indeed a bit impolite, Deborah and Wallace coughed in embarrassment, and then spontaneously looked away.

There is no way, these two elf sisters are so attractive, as long as they are men, I am afraid they will pay more attention to them.

"Hmph." Seeing the two look away, Simon snorted coldly, and said in a dissatisfied tone: "You must do what I ordered you to do well, and there must be no mistakes, otherwise I will not be polite!"

Deborah and Wallace nodded in agreement.

What Simon ordered Deborah to do was to settle down the foreign slaves as soon as possible, and to build a quilt factory and a military factory, which were related to the logistics of the new army, both of which were very important.

What Wallace was ordered to do was to use the attractive business tax system and unique alchemy products to start the business trade of the new law as soon as possible.

Although many small businessmen have come to Xinfaling to sell goods, this is not enough for Simon. He wants to see big merchants, caravans and even chambers of commerce flocking to Xinfaling.

Then he ordered some precautions, such as appease the emotions of alien slaves, and satisfy them as much as possible if they have any requirements; another example is to supervise the implementation of the parity law and punish bad businessmen.

These alien slaves are very important to Simon, mainly in the military factory.

Now there are more than 50,000 people in the new French territory. After the military factories and weapons production lines are established, there will be a lot of people who can go in and work.

However, for these people who have just joined the new law and do not know how many of them are spies, does Simon really dare to trust them?

I'm afraid that just recruiting them today, all parties will get the method of making guns and ammunition tomorrow.

Although the technology is relatively backward, the civilization of this world has lasted for hundreds of thousands of years, and their intelligence must not be underestimated.

But alien slaves didn't care so much. First of all, they were slaves, and they were supposed to be under centralized supervision. It was basically impossible for them to leave the camp.

Secondly, with the degree of human rejection of alien races, it is absolutely impossible to develop alien spies, and among these slaves, there will never be any spies from other forces.

In addition, the main force of this group of alien slaves is the orcs.

They are tall and tall, but their IQs are more or less problematic. Although they are much better than the barbarians, they can't figure out the operation process of the production line at all, which ensures that the technology of the production line will not be leaked.

As for dwarves and elves, Simon will never let them touch military factories and production lines!

Dwarves are proficient in casting, and elves are mostly knowledgeable. One is a technical race and the other is an intellectual race. If they participate in military production, it is very likely that the technology will be stolen.

Therefore, for these two races, he has another arrangement. The dwarves are proficient in mining and casting, so let them search for ore, mine and refine metals, and at most expose a blast furnace ironmaking technology.

Even the steam engines used in mining will be specially guarded by new army soldiers to prevent the dwarves from approaching and watching.

The elves are not as strong as the orcs, and not as good as the dwarves, but they are smarter. Most of them can read and write, and they are all excellent scholars. They are very suitable to fill the gap of administrative officials in the new law.

But considering their status as slaves, Simon still hesitated. After all, letting civilians serve as officials was already scary in the eyes of others.

If these elf slaves are allowed to serve as officials again, I am afraid that not only the outside world, but even the newly established new legal realm will have many opposition voices.

Therefore, he is still in a state of consideration.

Watching Deborah and Wallace leave, only Simon and the elf sisters were left in the room. Little Lolita smiled, and very naturally and skillfully, she got into Simon's arms, and He plays the flirting game.

Like a maid, Livia stood behind Simon, looking at the two with complex expressions and the joy on their faces.

Every time she sees her younger sister flirting with this human being, she always feels sour in her heart, and she doesn't know whether it is because her younger sister flirts with this human being or because this human being flirts with her younger sister.

Because of her pride and reserve, this elf girl felt that a lot of warmth seemed to be leaving her.

A little lonely! Livia sighed inwardly.

After teasing little Lolita for a while, and when she was about to lose her mind, both sides stopped their hands very well, and if they continued to tease, they might fall into a vortex of lust, which neither of them wanted to see. to things.

Alice wants to control this human being emotionally so that she can live more comfortably.

Simon wanted to, if the pure love of the elf sisters could not be sublimated spiritually due to physical pleasure, then he would feel bad!

Let the two sisters go back to the bedroom to rest, picked up a file, and he started to deal with it seriously.

In the shadows, looking at the mission target defenseless, Moss suddenly felt a little familiar, but also had an indescribably weird feeling.

"Forget it, what do I want to do with these things, complete the task and go back as soon as possible!" He first murmured to himself, and then a shadow sneaked behind Simon, and a dagger that was quenched with green light stabbed out.

And when he was about to stab Simon, a dagger that was quenched with blue light quietly approached his back.

"Well, that's not right!" A sense of fatal crisis was imminent, causing Moston to feel a chill.

The pores all over his body shrank, and he twisted his waist with all his strength, and the two daggers met, blocking the backstab with a dangerous stroke.

"Heh, it's true that we are assassins of the Church of Shadows. They are really skilled, but the infiltrating of the Great White Heaven, what do you think of us?"

The squirrel showed a stern look on its face, and the two daggers in its hands stabbed towards him like a storm.

Although he was highly skilled, Moss, who had lost his initiative, was still retreating steadily after being beaten by the squirrel, and could only use his dagger to parry desperately.

"Yeah, why would I sneak in in broad daylight?"

During the parry, Moss's eyes flashed with confusion again. It is best to sneak in and assassinate at night, but he is subconscious and doesn't want to come here at night.

Although his memory was almost wiped out, he felt an indescribable sense of fear, afraid of the moonlight shining at night.

Seeing that Moss, who had lost the initiative and was still a little stunned, was still able to defend against his stormy attack, the squirrel couldn't help being a little cautious.

The assassins of the Church of the Shadows are really extraordinary!

Although he is a thief and his main attack direction is different from that of an assassin, after all, both sides are master wanderers trained by the orthodox church.

Under such an absolute advantage, they did not win the opponent immediately, which is enough to see the difference in level between the two sides.

"However, assassins are the best in the Shadow Church, but the best in our Moonlight Church are not thieves!" During the fierce attack, the squirrel glanced at the door.

boom! The door exploded, and sawdust flew across. Cirillo, shining with golden fighting spirit, charged in like a lion, stabbing Moss' back with a long sword in his hand.

A piece of sawdust hit the desk, and Simon, who was still processing the file without changing his face, frowned slightly, swept the sawdust off his eyes, and continued to work, as if he was an outsider.

The long sword of the top master fighter pierced straight into the back, making Moss, who was struggling to block the squirrel's attack, suddenly covered his whole body with cold sweat.

Gray's special attribute vindictiveness erupted, and the whole person turned into a cloud of shadows, fleeing toward the window.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Two arrows shining with rune light blocked his way in an instant.

Kuaijian stood on the arrow tower not far away, looking at him cautiously.

Cirillo held the long sword in his right hand, flicked his left arm lightly, and a dagger appeared in his left hand, with a stern face, approaching the assassin bit by bit.

With daggers in both hands, the squirrel approached step by step, compressing the assassin's roaming space.

Kuaijian stood in the distant arrow tower, his eyes were as sharp as eagle eyes, preventing the assassin from escaping.

Master thief, master fighter, and master ranger are all good players, plus Simon, the master mage who has not made a move for a long time, Moss emerged from the shadows, with a bitter look on his face.

There is no way to go to the sky, no way to go to the earth, this really looks down on him!

The squirrel didn't make any sound~www.mtlnovel.com~ and stabbed towards Moss lightly, but he easily dodged it.

The dagger counterattacked horizontally, and Moss directly stabbed the squirrel's body. He didn't have time to rejoice, and he felt that the hand felt wrong, and immediately dodged to avoid it.

Sure enough, the squirrel that was stabbed disappeared like a phantom, but the squirrel's real body emerged from another direction, and the dagger emitted a swift shadow, stabbing him again.

Dodging dangerously and dangerously, a trace of anger also emerged in Moss' heart.

If it was a one-on-one fight, he would have ten thousand ways to torture the thief to death, but now it was a one-on-two, or even a one-on-three, he could only be beaten passively.

Cirillo narrowed his eyes slightly, and the long sword in his hand began to shine with a dazzling golden light. The sword skills preserved from the ancient elf period were shining brightly!

The squirrel had expected it, so it just closed its eyes and backed away.

But it was miserable for Moss, who was so blinded by the sudden dazzling light that he could only judge the enemy's position through his peripheral vision.

When all the attention was on the light source, Cirillo's figure quietly appeared behind him, and the dagger in his left hand cut through the space and came to the neck in an instant.

A sense of fatal crisis flashed in his heart, and Moss had no choice but to burst out of gray fighting spirit again, turning into a cloud of shadows and fleeing.

Continuously changing the state of existence, even a master-level professional is very difficult, feeling the signs of exhaustion, he quickly left the shadow state after dodging the attack.

"Puchi." A dark green dagger that had been waiting for a long time pierced his back.

According to Simon's instructions, the poison made from the poison sac of the poisonous boa boa constrictor can paralyze a master professional with just a little bit. This is exactly the poison that Moss used to assassinate him that day.

As we all know, Simon has always been very narrow-minded!

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