Chapter 471: Natural Teaching

Du Di'an raised his eyebrows slightly, but he didn't expect that he would find himself a job before he had just taken office. , don't scare the snake, and don't let the target leave the hunting range."

"Target location, 12 Frankland Street..."

The content is short, with no extra words other than the task.

"The task should be to kill 'Ma Litai', but the number and the identity of the believers are specified..." Du Di'an squinted slightly, "This is ready for me to deliver meals, I want to see for myself, it is not convenient for you to kill this What kind of person is a 'Malitai'."

He wrote down the handwriting on the letter and set it on fire to avoid being found and revealing his identity. Although the handwriting on the letter was not necessarily the old Pope's, it was mostly ghostwritten by someone he trusted.

"Hawkeye." When the ashes were extinguished, Du Di'an called out.

Click, the door was pushed open, Hawkeye walked in respectfully, and said, "What is your order?"

"Go and investigate, who is 'Malitai', the one who lives on Frankland Street." Du Di'an ordered.

Hawkeye promises.

It didn't take long for Hawkeye to return to the room and respectfully said: "Sir, it has been found out. The Malitai you mentioned is currently the history professor of Rui College, and this year's fifty Templar Knight families, whose grandfather was a Silver Knight, The family has 20 acres of land, his father has passed away, his mother lives in his hometown, and he temporarily lives at No. 12 Frankland Street..."

Having said this, he paused, looked up at Du Di'an, and whispered: "He seems to have another identity, a follower of the natural religion."

Du Di'an didn't expect him to investigate this person's information so clearly so quickly, and he had to be surprised by the intelligence network of the Dark Holy See, and said, "Natural Religion? Are you talking about the Natural Religion that doesn't believe in God?"

"That's right." Hawkeye nodded respectfully, "Naturalism doesn't believe in the God of Light, nor can it be our Great Holy Spirit, they always say blasphemous things like 'materialism', and their activities were low-key a few years ago, but in the past two years But it is more and more frequent, we have had several frictions with the Nature Religion in the ninth district, but there has not been any violent conflict."

"why?"

"Elder Kribi said that the Holy See of Light wants to deal with them more than us, and such bones are left to the Holy See of Light to chew."

Du Di'an nodded slightly. In this way, Kribi really wasn't sent by the monastery, but he finally believed in the other side of the Pope's old man's identity and gave up the position to himself. The real elder of the Dark Holy See has supported another of his own people, and the sharpest knife is like this.

"Are there any three-star-level alchemists currently idle?" Du Dian asked.

Hawkeye thought for a moment and said, "How many."

"Choose one of them, let him take nine people, and kill this Malitai with me tonight, and come out at six o'clock in the evening." Du Di'an ordered.

Hawkeye was taken aback, "Are you going to kill him yourself?"

"I will meet him, and learn about the natural teaching by the way." Du Dian said casually.

Hawkeye understood, did not dare to ask any more questions, and retreated with a promise.

After Hawkeye left, Du Dian sat on the chair, thought for a moment, and suddenly thought of something, took out the animal glue mask and put it on his face. After all, he can't always wear a mask in the future. The false order sent by the line head will cause unpredictable consequences, and the protective effect of the animal glue mask is stronger than that of the mask.

It didn't work before because I was worried that it was coated with poison. Now there is a spring of rejuvenation sent by the Night King, so I don't need to worry about this, and I told Hawkeye earlier that he has put on the animal glue mask. After so long, if it is poisonous. , he has no poisoning reaction, and his expression is probably a little strange. After all, the only one who can touch the animal glue mask is the monastery, and he is the only one.

The thin animal glue mask is attached to the face, like a soft layer of skin,

As if it had penetrated into the pores, he looked in the mirror and clearly saw that his appearance had changed into another face. The animal glue mask seemed to disappear on his face. Only by staring attentively could he see his face. There is a slight difference in the pores.

He kneaded his face, and suddenly saw himself in the mirror changed, like a plasticine that could be kneaded at will.

"It's amazing, I didn't expect a monastery to make such a thing." Du Di was in awe, this thing could almost make him disguise as anyone. In this era of weak detection methods, it is simply a crime Artifact!

However, it’s good that this thing didn’t alert the punisher in front of the court alone. Once the punisher intervenes, with the ability of all kinds of magic marks, it is still impossible to avoid tracking just by changing a face. After all, a face can change. , the odor scattered in the pores is difficult to hide, unless you wear other spices all the time.

"If you're an old man, you don't have the same voice, so let's change to a younger face." Du Di'an kneaded in front of the mirror.

Time flies by.

It was six o'clock in the evening.

Truen and his nine friends waited by the carriage outside the manor. From time to time, he pulled out his pocket watch to check the time. His heart was full of tension and excitement. His heart was beating violently for an afternoon. The elders went on a mission together, it felt like a dream, and this time the mission was not difficult, he could fully express himself.

He understands that doing well is worse than relying on it. If he can rely on the big tree of the elder, he will get a little bit of advice in the future, and he may be promoted again.

When he told the news to his friends, his friends rushed to give gifts to please him, just to get a spot on the team, which also made him a little vanity, but in order not to affect his performance, He didn't choose the friends who were Samsung alchemists like himself, but chose some friends who he knew in the early days and are still wandering at the bottom.

While he was waiting nervously, two figures appeared in the manor, Truen looked up, his eyes lit up, and he recognized that one of them was the famous Hawkeye, the elder's personal secretary, even if a five-star alchemist saw him , will be polite and dare not neglect.

Thinking of this, Truen's heart beat fiercely, and his eyes fell on the young man next to Hawkeye. This is a handsome young man in his early twenties, with black hair, warm and dark eyes, slender body and unique temperament.

"Elder!" Truen stepped forward and saluted respectfully.

Du Dian frowned slightly.

Hawkeye saw it, and immediately scolded Truen softly, saying, "What are you talking about, it's outside."

Truen was startled, his face paled, he hurriedly put away his etiquette, looked left and right with a guilty conscience, and said to Du Di'an: "Yes, I'm sorry, I can't help it..."

Du Dian was too lazy to pursue it, and said, "Is everyone ready? Get ready to go out."

"It's all set, it's all set." Truen said timidly.

Du Dian nodded and came to a carriage to sit first.

Hawkeye looked at Du Dian worriedly, "Do you really need me to accompany you?"

"No, go back." Du Dian closed the door.

Truen returned to the carriage, winked at his friends, and all got on the carriage quickly. Truen whispered to Du Di'an in the carriage: "Are we going out here?"

"Um."

Truen immediately drove the carriage and left outside the manor.

After the carriage entered the city, it deliberately circled several streets before entering Frankland Street.

Soon, the carriage stopped at the gate of No. 12 on Falkland Street. Truen jumped out of the carriage and came to Du Di'an's carriage and said tremblingly: "We're there, do you want to start now?" The tone was full of respect. He made mistakes when they met, and his heart was full of anxiety, and the more respectful and humble his words were.

Du Dian pushed open the car door, looked up at the tall building in front of him, and saw two figures in the tall building, one was busy with things and seemed to be a servant, and the other was sitting in a posture, which should be Malitai.

"You clean up the scene first, and don't let the Holy See of Light find traces." Du Dian explained: "Wait for me to come out before I do it. In addition, no one is allowed to come in without my permission."

"Yes." Truen smiled respectfully.

Du Di'an didn't look at his smile, and after he finished speaking, he strode to the door of Malitai's house and knocked gently on the door.

Soon, the door opened, and an ordinary-looking middle-aged woman dressed in a servant's costume looked at Du Di'an suspiciously, "Who are you?"

"I'm looking for Mr. Malitai." Du Di'an said with a smile.

"Then come in first, Mr. Marley is in the study on the second floor, I'll call you." The middle-aged woman glanced at Du Di'an's handsome face, opened the door, and took out clean slippers and handed them to Du Di'an.

Du Di'an put on his slippers and came to the living room, and was surprised to find that the living room was surrounded by bookcases full of books.

"Mr. Marley will be down in five minutes." The middle-aged woman said while pouring tea to Du Di'an.

Du Dian said thank you, took the tea and waited quietly.

The middle-aged woman wiped and cleaned with a rag around, and looked at Du Di'an from time to time.

Du Dian suddenly felt that he shouldn't squeeze his appearance so handsome, it was too conspicuous.

Five minutes passed quickly, and there were footsteps from upstairs. An old man with a black and white head and a slightly hunchback came downstairs. He glanced at Du Dian on the sand in the living room at the handrail and was a little puzzled, but when he saw that Du Dian was dressed in extraordinary clothes, he still went. He came over, pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said, "Who are you?"

Du Di'an smiled slightly and said, "Hello, Mr. Marley, this is the first time we met. I am the elder of the ninth district of the Dark Holy See."

The polite smile on Malitai's face suddenly froze, a little startled.

He was stunned for two reasons. The first was that he had never heard of a person from the Dark Holy See who was hiding in Tibet, but he would introduce his identity to others so formally, as if he did not come from the Dark Holy See, but from a knight. palace.

The second is that I didn't expect that the people of the Dark Holy See would sit in front of him like this, and they were also elder-level bigwigs.

"Dark Holy See?!" At this moment, a stunned voice sounded from the side. It was the middle-aged woman who was cleaning. She looked at the handsome young man on the sand with a stunned expression, her eyes couldn't believe it.

But soon, a huge amount of fear poured out, she reacted, just about to open her mouth to call out loudly, in vain, a pain in the neck, her vision suddenly darkened, she fell down, blood spurted out from her neck and neck, along the The ground spreads rapidly.

Du Dian raised his arm, and seemed to be holding something between his fingers, but the thing was gone.

Also missing was the white saucer under the teacup handed to him by the middle-aged woman.

The plate was already stained red.

Du Dian didn't look sideways, and still looked at Malitai in front of him with a smile. There seemed to be a force in the depths of his gentle eyes, pressing on Malitai's mouth, causing him to open his mouth slightly, but did not make a sound.

"You, you!" Malitai's body swayed slightly, her face was pale, she turned her head and glanced at the middle-aged woman who fell on the ground, her eyes turned back in shock, and turned to look at Du Di'an angrily, clutching tightly. He clenched his fists, seemed to be restrained, and seemed to be afraid, and gritted his teeth: "What are you doing?!"

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