Chapter 196

After this short fight, Ren's invisibility technique was disturbed and invalidated, revealing his figure.

He pulled out the Song of the Blue Sky, slowly retreated to the bottom of the clock tower, leaned against the stone wall, and stood guard for a few minutes, but the Shadow Assassin still did not appear.

But in the perception, the sense of crisis of being targeted by others lingers.

"He hasn't left yet."

Ren clearly noticed it, but couldn't find the existence of the Shadow Assassin. Obviously, the other party should be hiding in the corresponding shadow plane in the nearby area.

There are many planes in the world of Arrenus.

The continent of Yoreser where the Orienser Empire is located, the new continent opposite the endless sea, and other continents and oceans all belong to the main material world, with the largest space and the most biological races.

The Material Plane is most closely associated with three planes, the Astral Plane, the Ethereal Plane, and the Shadow Plane.

The Shadow Plane is the projection of the main material world. The two overlap and are parallel and related to each other. They are the result of different dimensions in the same space.

Everything in the main material world has a corresponding existence on the shadow plane.

This is a world with only black, white and gray, other colors are taken away, the projection of the main material world is distorted here, the sky is always dark, there is neither sun nor starlight, and outsiders who enter rashly can easily get lost in it until they die .

Ordinary people cannot enter the Shadow Plane, but for Shadow Assassins, the Shadow Plane is their greatest reliance.

If there is no way to break the boundary of the plane, then the assassin hiding in the shadow plane will never be attacked.

Even Ren couldn't see the Shadow Assassin.

The will of truth can see through all stealthy disguises, but it cannot see through the barriers of the planes, and can only have a certain sense of danger.

Ryan felt very tricky and a little passive.

Shadow warriors below the Legendary level pose no threat to him at all, but after being promoted to the Legendary level, they become so difficult to deal with, almost invincible.

Although the sword just now failed to cause any injuries, it pierced the skin and a trace of blood flowed out.

This assassin didn't seem to use all his strength, he didn't launch "Tear" and "Blade Flurry" to expand the wound. Of course, even if these two elements were activated, with the defense power of the third-level steel body, the injury would not be serious, at most it would be a minor injury.

After a stalemate for more than ten minutes, Ren still did not dare to relax his vigilance, knowing that the legendary assassin was still there.

In silence.

Ren remembered the scene when he saw the Shadow Assassin just now. The other party squatted on the top of the clock tower and observed Pilino's manor.

In the middle of the night, he ran here to investigate the manor, probably Pilino's enemy, just like himself.

An enemy of an enemy is a friend.

Maybe this Shadow Assassin is the opportunity to uncover the conspiracy of the Mordu nobles by himself.

Ren's heart moved, and he lowered his voice and said: "I don't know you, and I don't intend to be your enemy. If you have an enemy with Pilino, maybe we can talk about it."

Half a minute later, a faint human silhouette appeared on the balcony of a residential building on the left.

"Report your name."

The Shadow Assassin's voice came from under the hood, it sounded bright and clean, with a bit of magnetism.

It wasn't until this time that Renn had the opportunity to see the whole picture of the opponent.

The upper part of the body is a white robe assassin, connected to the hood, the dovetail-like hem hangs down to the knees, and a wide belt is tied around the waist. Inside the belt is a row of short blades, daggers and odds and ends. The left leg On the outside was a thin sword that was only two fingers wide. Underneath were black trousers and long leather boots. He walked steadily and deftly without making a single sound.

The most conspicuous are his arms, with a pair of delicate armguards strapped to them, from which the concealed Hidden Blade can be ejected.

The small cloak on his back was tied on his left shoulder, only half of it, the outside was white, but the inside was dark red.

The overall dress is stylish and stylish. Such a white assassin suit should not be conducive to action at night, and it is very eye-catching. However, its stealth effect is extremely good. Even if it stands in front of it, it will subconsciously ignore it, like It is invisible.

Ren immediately understood that this set of assassins should be high-quality enchanted equipment.

And that little cloak must be extremely extraordinary, with high magic resistance, the cloak resisted the counter lightning of the Electric Thorn Armor just now.

However, what really surprised Ren was that there was an extremely subtle fluctuation in the Shadow Assassin's chest, as if something powerful had merged into his body, covering up the opponent's soul.

If there was no will to truth, Ren would not have discovered its existence.

This item should have other functions!

Assassin staff, small cloak, hidden sword, rapier, and unknown mysterious items, a complete set of luxurious equipment makes the already extremely powerful assassin even more powerful, and his strength is unfathomable.

Because of the inability to observe the other party's soul emotions, Renn's confidence in the conversation is not so high, and he cannot make the most accurate judgment.

Probably only 60 to 70% sure.

After thinking for a few seconds, he decided to take a chance.

"I'm Ren Augustus, you should have heard of my name." Ren said truthfully.

"Lord of Glamorgan?"

The Shadow Assassin's voice fluctuated, apparently surprised by Ren's identity.

"It seems that you really know me, so you don't need to introduce yourself anymore." Ren nodded lightly, quite pleased in his heart. Judging from the other party's reaction, he was not hostile to him, so he said, "We can have a good talk. Have you talked?"

The Shadow Assassin didn't answer. His gaze under the hood looked up and down at Ren, as if to see something.

"Now is not the time." He finally replied: "Tomorrow night, you come to Pink Horse to find me. My name is Yisu."

After speaking, he escaped into the shadow plane and disappeared.

"Ysu..."

Ren pondered over the name, and he was sure that he had never heard of it, and it was probably just a code name.

At the same time, the feeling of being spied on quickly receded, indicating that the Shadow Assassin was far away.

He looked up at the clock tower and the manor in the distance.

He re-blessed himself with an invisibility scroll, climbed to the top of the clock tower, squatted at the end of the wooden eaves, opened the eyes of the soul to the limit, the darkness in the field of vision faded, and the whole manor was in full view.

However, after observing for almost half an hour, nothing was found.

"Go back first."

Ren climbed down the bell tower, ran all the way back to the castle, and quietly entered his bedroom, just as the invisibility effect ended.

The two Ultramarines guarding the gate felt relieved when they noticed the Primarch's return.

After dawn, Ren meditated and exercised as usual, had breakfast, interviewed recruits, managed the territory, and conscientiously fulfilled the duties of a lord.

As the evening approached, Ryan pushed back the others, leaving Fabian behind.

"Do you know where the Pink Horse is?"

The wind elf's face suddenly became very strange, and he replied in a low voice: "My lord, Pink Horse is a brothel, and it is the top brothel in Modu."

Ren suddenly realized, no wonder Fabian had such an expression.

When he heard this name last night, he felt that it was not a serious place, and it made people think about it. As expected, a brothel... He has never been to a brothel...

This seems like a good opportunity, hehe!

"Hmm..." Ren coughed dryly, concealing his thoughts, and asked again: "I have business to go tonight, where is it?"

Fabian showed an expression that any man could understand, "The Pink Horse is in your lord's territory, located in the Liushenjiao business district."

"I see." Ren glanced at Fabian who was full of expectations, shook his head and said, "I will take you there again when I have a chance, by the way, don't tell anyone that I asked you about this, you must do it for me Confidential."

"Okay, my lord, I wish you a good night." Fabian stood up and left a little disappointed.

After dark, Ryan drove out of the castle by himself without any entourage.

On the way, he made sure that no one was following him, so he drove into an uninhabited alley, changed into another set of license plates he had prepared, and changed his face with the shapeshifting technique before continuing on the road.

Speeding all the way, the buildings on both sides are getting taller and the street lights are bright, like a city that never sleeps.

This is the most prosperous commercial street in Glamorgan, called Six Deep Corners. Liushenjiao is a river beach formed by the alluvial water of the Yero River, surrounded by water on three sides, roughly shaped like a protruding bird's beak, across the river is the old city of Modu.

On this commercial street, the most eye-catching are the three towering buildings, like the towers of wizards, with their own unique shapes and designs, which have become the landmark buildings of Modu in recent decades.

Ren was admiring the three tall buildings while driving.

These high-rise buildings are the properties of the seven noble families in Modu, and half of them belong to themselves now. When enough people are recruited, they will be stationed in them and take over the management.

According to the address given by Fabian, the car arrived at its destination.

A building with only five floors and an extremely large area stands on the bank of the Hierro River. Rows of crystal lights are dotted outside the building, which can be seen from a long distance like daytime.

There is a flashing sign on the top of the building, which says "Pink Horse", which is very eye-catching.

Just parked downstairs.

Ren heard a burst of warblers and swallows in the building, speaking in various accents, interspersed with incomprehensible calls, which made people blush and heartbeat.

A handsome male elf waiter opened the door for Ren and welcomed him into the door.

Walk into the resplendent hall.

"Welcome to the Pink Horse, sir."

Beauties with different styles stood in two rows, bowing to welcome them together, and when they bowed, they could see the unfathomable career line at a glance.

Ren felt that the whole world was covered in white flowers, and his eyes were almost dazzled.

These beauties come from different races, most of them are humans, followed by elves, there are foxmen with big furry tails, fit barbarians, petite and cute dwarfs, dark-skinned drows, and high elves with silver hair and shawls. , and even a female naga with a fishtail in the water.

Fuck, this is too exciting!

Who is the owner of this pink horse? It's really supernatural to gather so many beauties of different races together.

Judging from this posture, the consumption must not be low, and the financial resources are rolling in.

No, you have to increase the tax!

This kind of profiteering industry must be heavily taxed to indirectly save these beauties who have made mistakes!

Ren was inexplicably excited. Fortunately, he didn't forget the business. He asked a charming and scantily clad elf old man who came up, "I'm Yisu's friend. Where is he?"

"The old pervert's friend?"

The female elf shook the silk handkerchief, looked at the plain-looking Ren with shining eyes, and then said, "He's upstairs, come with me."