Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 55: Gain and Loss

　　 Eagle’s Nest, the headquarters of the Assassin Assassins, a castle located in the middle of the mountains, famous for being easy to defend and difficult to attack.

　　 Here, there is an extremely good environment, and all of the food and clothing costs are top-notch. Nothing else, just because it is the top training base for assassins.

　　 In 1084 AD, Hassan, the prince’s eldest son, supported by his supporter, failed to fight for the throne and was driven out of Egypt all the way. But this old man, who has spent his entire life on the court, has already paved a way for himself.

　　 What Maca saw just now was this ambitious old guy.

　　 Now he is called the "Old Mountain", and he is commanding the entire Ismaili faction and is trying to overthrow the Seljuk dynasty. It can be said that although people are old, their ambitions are still full.

　　 Maca rode a horse on the path in the mountains, looking back, the nest of eagles was shining in the morning sun, like a star of rising stars.

The content of the 　　 mission is still unknown to him, but it is nothing more than to assassinate a certain person. Although he hadn't figured out Rowena's intentions until now, and he didn't know if he could kill people, but he could only go on.

　　 "Since I gave a task just here, it shouldn't be wrong to follow the task." Maca secretly thought.

　　 The memories that inexplicably flooded into my mind did not appear to be messy. The assassin named "Alani" was the first assassin of Assassin. In addition to some basic assassination techniques, what surprised Maca most was the mixed knowledge of mild magic.

　　 "'Quick','Mute','Concentration'...These are all rough applications of rules," Maca adjusted to the horse according to his memory, and was distracted and sorted out his thoughts.

　　"...Is this Rowena telling me how to use the rules?"

　　 Perhaps this is also one of Rowena's intentions. After all, these applications are used on the basis of "will." If no one teaches them, it is obviously extremely difficult to try to learn.

　　 But right now, Maca can clearly feel how to use them.

　　The horse's footwork is fast, but it takes time no matter how fast it is. A few days later, Maca finally arrived at his destination.

　　He led the horse to the stable of the hotel, fed some grain and water, and then walked to the slums on the edge of the city. The location of the joint is in a basement somewhere.

　　Using the regular and complicated knock on the door as a signal, Maca was successfully led to the basement.

　　"Lao Shan, the guardian of the secret, this is the mission proof."

　　In the dark basement, the air seemed very muddy, and the corners of the walls were wet and covered with stains and mottles.

　　 He handed the parchment roll to the man sitting behind the table. After confirming the seal, the other party gently opened it and read it again.

　　 "Dear guardian, this is the task we applied for. Please be sure to complete it cleanly." The person respectfully said, "All for faith!"

　　 "For faith!"

　　Maca murmured casually, took a pile of documents, and decisively turned around and left.

　　The purpose of the operation is not complicated, but in any case, it is undoubtedly a very difficult task to assassinate a person with an identity.

　　The target person is a Sunni higher religious who also has a certain degree of power in the dynasty. Maca pondered for a moment, and chose the location in the opponent's home.

　　 The other party’s information is very complete, including when and where it will appear, what to do every day, and even the flat maps of various places are clearly marked.

　　 It’s just that accidents are always inevitable, and carefulness is the key.

　　 a few days later...

　　Maca has been squatting diagonally across from the opponent's mansion for more than three hours. She concealed her figure from a high place, and looked out carefully through the dense canopy. Occasionally a gust of wind blew by, and the sultry heat in the air was blown away while the branches were shaking.

　　 There are faint dark clouds spreading here in the sky, and it seems that a heavy rain will inevitably fall at night.

　　 "Today's situation is not bad, the guards in the mansion are almost clear, and you can start."

　　Maca touched the dagger in his arms, a hesitation flashed in his eyes.

　　 To put it bluntly, he still has doubts about the assassination—he doesn't know what will happen to him then. And the new memories in his mind were **** and made him a little vomiting.

　　 "It's been a long time, I'm afraid it will be affected..." Maca couldn't help sighing.

　　 Two more hours passed, and the sky was getting dark. The target has also returned to the mansion. He is taking a shower at the moment, and he should go to the bedroom to rest soon.

　　Maca waited for a while, then pulled the dagger out and held it tightly in his hand.

　　 The time has come, anyway, it’s time to act.

The process of 　　's infiltration was unexpectedly smooth. It can be said that those trainings have almost become the instinct of this body.

　　 He walked swiftly against the wall, the "silent" effect made him come and go silently, and quickly jumped to the inside of the wall.

　　 "The patrol personnel have a few minutes of clearance, it's easy."

　　 The long-term training has made this body's physical fitness and explosive power very good, but after a few steps on the spot, he directly stepped on the wall and climbed to the window sill on the second floor.

　　Use a tool to pry open the peg on the inside of the window. After the probe looked at it, it was followed by a roll and landed steadily in the corridor.

　　 After a while, the second team patrolled downstairs, and he didn't alarm anyone.

　　The bedroom is on the far right side of the corridor. At the moment, the target is still in the bathroom. Maca quickly ran across the corridor silently, swiftly like a cheetah walking in the dark.

　　 This bedroom is very large, but there are not many places to hide. Maca looked around, but accidentally found a secret door under the bed.

　　 "No wonder the structure of the first floor is a bit weird. There is some space hidden here."

　　 To open this secret door needs to move the bed, Maca decided not to act rashly, and waited for the task to be completed before seeing if there was a chance.

　　He hid himself in the small space behind the bed, waiting for the target to arrive.

　　 It turns out that he calculated the time very accurately. It didn't take long for the target to push the door in, and fell asleep directly on the bed swayed with fat.

　　 "So, drinking is easy to make mistakes."

　　 After waiting for the target to fall asleep completely, Maca gently came to the bed with a sharp dagger.

　　 was really about to start, but he stopped as he expected.

　　 The blade of the dagger rested on the target's neck. As it moved forward a little bit, a cold light appeared on the knife. The luster faintly showed a faint dark blue, which was obviously poisonous.

　　 "Do you really want to start? Is this necessary?" Facing an unarmed person, as long as the blade is gently sent, even the mixed snake venom on the blade can quickly take the opponent's life go with.

　　 Such an easy move made Maca stiff.

　　"Is this necessary?" Maca asked herself again, but could not find the answer.

　　 Time passed a little bit, the target was still asleep, but Maca, as an assassin, had beads of sweat on his forehead.

　　 The weather is still very hot, and the sky outside the window is densely covered with dark clouds, and the air is so stuffy that people almost faint.

　　 "Boom!"

　　 A thunder light flashed through the clouds outside, illuminating Maca's face at the moment--his expression was full of struggle.

　　 "Boom----!"

　　 is another flash of lightning, and the target seems to have been quarreled, frowning and moving. But this chubby middle-aged man couldn't imagine that this was what caused his life to be lost on the spot.

　　 almost instinctively waved, blood from his throat burst like a stream, and the opponent clearly struggled a few times. But Maca's gloved left hand squeezed the opponent's mouth firmly, and the powerful force made it impossible to move.

　　 Soon, there was only a cold corpse left on this bed, and a stiff assassin.

　　 "Boom!"

　　 The third lightning pierced the night sky, illuminating the entire mansion, and also illuminating the dripping bright red of the bed in the bedroom.

　　 This feeling is really unspeakable. Although I have not seen death before, the feeling of doing it myself is still unforgettable. After a while, Maca gradually recovered.

　　 "It's a terrible assassination," he glanced at the filth on his body, and said with a wry smile, "If you look at the judgment in the training, this is an obvious disqualification."

　　 Although it was unqualified, there was no noise just now. Maca pushed the bed a few inches away, and then heard a slight "click"-the secret door opened.

　　 This is a small dark room that can only allow one person to bend into it. Inside, there are a lot of gold and silver properties, as well as many secret documents.

　　Maca picked up a few documents and looked at it, but found that there was not much use.

　　The people in the eagle's nest are never short of money. Not to mention ~IndoMTL.com~ Maca is hidden in this body now, even if it is estimated, it is useless.

　　 "What is this?"

　　 Suddenly, Maca caught a glimpse of a tightly bound box.

　　 He used a dagger to cut the overlapping ropes, and opened the box to see, but it was an Arabic dagger.

　　 It’s just that this dagger is obviously unusual, with wispy transparent waves on it, and a subtle and obscure aura, which looks very mysterious.

　　Maca didn't touch it easily, but I couldn't see anything just by looking at it.

　　 But if he doesn't touch it, it doesn't mean that you really don't need to touch it.

　　 I only felt an inexplicable force surge from Maca's heart, driving him invisibly, reaching out to the handle of the dagger. Even if he reacted quickly, the will to resist was useless. At this moment, his hand did not listen to him at all.

　　 As soon as I touched the dagger, a cold breath spread from my fingers to my body. The feeling was indescribable. Although it was not painful, it was very uncomfortable.

　　 At this time, he hasn't noticed anything unusual. He just felt that the cruel feeling that the blade had wiped on a person's neck just now disappeared without a trace in an instant.

　　 Suddenly, Maca felt a blur in front of him. When his vision became clear again, he found that the scene had returned to the "Old Mountain" room in the Eagle's Nest.

　　"...Alani, this task will be very difficult, you have to prepare carefully."

　　 The old man still turned his back to him, and his voice was still low and slow, but the degree of back bending was significantly increased. It's probably been several years since the last time.

　　 "Yes." Maca felt that her tone of voice seemed to have become a lot more indifferent.