Chapter 1013 A Transaction

Evening, capital city. ∈∽, road, carriage.

"Master, they have withdrawn."

"you sure?"

"Believe me, young master, any watcher who sees the target of surveillance date five beauties in a row within half a day, enjoys three delicious afternoon teas, two luxurious dinners, and spends half an hour with two of them, almost every day. Under the circumstances... they will all retreat."

"Oh...are you sure you were just being gentle for half an hour?"

"That's not the point, Master."

"But this is a slander! A double slander on my personality and physique!"

"I misremembered, I apologize, Master."

"Okay, I forgive you, for the sake of God..."

Curling his lips, Phillip lowered the curtain and sat back in the carriage, "At the next intersection, find a secluded place for me to get off. Then you drive the carriage to Baby Jenny's house, give her the portrait, and take my Sorry, I can’t go on a date with her tonight.”

"Okay, but Master, you have already made an appointment with Miss Jenny in the afternoon... It's Countess Delina, Master."

"...You have to make a point, don't you?"

"No, I'm just stating the facts honestly."

"Get off! Now, immediately - I want to get off!"

"Okay, as you wish, Master."

…

After a while, the serious butler drove the carriage slowly away, while Philip muttered and cursed on the side of the road, raised his collar, looked around cautiously, carried a long wooden box, turned around and dodged into the dark alley behind him.

Lower your head, step quickly, pause and turn at the right time...

Although there is a grandfather who can be called a great one. But Philip's strength and skill can only be said to be average. He has never had a job as an assassin that is not on the table. So this is a sneaky dodge that means "there is no silver here". It can only be evaluated as poor. Fortunately, he is familiar enough with the geographical environment of the capital, so this cannot be called a sneak infiltration. So far, it has been relatively smooth...

Given Philip's status and status, it is naturally abnormal for him to personally take risks and commit such an obvious act of petty theft.

In fact, this is exactly the case.

As mentioned before, when Philip gets serious, he is quite reliable. Of course, there really aren’t many times when this is serious.

What causes this. First, because of his personality, Philip has never been a serious person, and I believe he himself will not deny this. The second reason is because there are really not many things that Phillip cares about, and he really can’t be serious about it...

But obviously, there are various signs that Philip is definitely serious at the moment.

Also at a loss.

In fact, this feeling of doubt and confusion has existed since Tang En successfully assassinated Wen Silin not long ago, and Philip immediately conveyed the happy news to his grandfather who was still recuperating in Wangting Sanatorium. Especially when he followed his grandfather's command to go to the mountain to get the sword. This emotion has reached its peak...

He took down more than just his grandfather's sword of fame in the Wooding Village on the mountain. He also brought a knife down the mountain.

A knife that is extremely vulgar both in terms of its name and its use - a large golden ring knife.

He had heard about the origin of this knife, and it was clear that it was given to his grandfather by Tang En when he was in the north. The latter used it to split open the Northern Temple Association and cut it in two. Later, he also hacked through the real temple association, cut open the magic defense shield on the island's periphery, escaped, and caused quite a stir...

Judging from the above experience, this vulgar sword is legendary. But this was not what made Philip confused. He was just a little puzzled as to why when he went to get the sword, he saw a note left by his grandfather, asking him to leave this big sword that should not be exposed to the public. And bring it down the mountain?

Philip wondered about this for many days, and wanted to go to the nursing home to ask in person, but was told that his grandfather did not want to see him... This was of course just an excuse, but it also made the confused Philip vaguely understand what his grandfather meant.

Holding a sword is just a cover, holding a sword is the real purpose. All he needs to do is hide the knife and don't tell anyone.

Until, at this very moment——

Philip's confusion did not last long. When he entered the Royal Castle and met Michu, who had been waiting for a long time, and with the help of the latter, he quietly passed through the layers of security around the sanatorium, Philip vaguely understood. After entering the recuperation area and seeing his grandfather Wooding, who should have been lying in bed to recuperate, but now sitting upright with a calm look on his face, and the entire team in the gray space surrounding him, all the doubts and puzzles were instantly solved...

"Did you bring the knife?" Glancing at the wooden box in Philip's hand, who stood stunned, Wooding asked, his voice old and hoarse.

First, he subconsciously raised the wooden box, and then Philip took a deep breath and asked with a trembling voice, with some luck: "Grandpa, what are you... doing?"

"Go and complete a deal." Looking at Philip who realized something and couldn't hide his panic and worry, Wooding raised a faint smile on his lips.

He asked urgently, "What deal? With whom?"

"Of course it's with Xiao Tang. One sword in exchange for two of his promises, I made a profit, didn't I?"

"Wen Silin's death..." Philip was not stupid. On the contrary, he was very smart. Otherwise, he would not have gained the prestigious reputation of 'The Flower Wolf of the Capital' just by relying on his good skin.

Wooding nodded with satisfaction and chuckled: "Yes, this is one of the promises, just like the deposit during the transaction. He has paid it, and then it is my turn to pay him back."

"How, what, return it?"

Wooding glanced at Phillip's clenched fists with protruding veins, and shook his head slightly: "You should have thought of it, Phillip... of course he would always attack the temple once, and help Xiao Tang to assassinate and escape successfully."

"Damn it! Why don't I know this? Deal, deal! This bastard - is it really worthless?!" Gritting his teeth, the feeling of betrayal and being used instantly filled Philip's heart, like an enraged beast. Huoran raised his head, looked angrily at the gray space members such as Michu, Luke, and Harry, and roared, "Is that what that bastard did to me? To treat a friend - OK! Let him come to me, I can pay He had assassination bounties. Why do you have to bother my grandfather—"

Although Wooding's few words did not explain everything clearly. But one thing is for sure. That's Wooding's current frail physical condition. If he takes action forcefully, it will undoubtedly burn the remaining candle of his life. In the end, death is the only way out!

"Quiet, Philip." He waved his hand to interrupt Philip's continuous questioning. Wooding, who was about to reach the end of his life, looked extremely calm, "You should be able to understand. This is not to blame Xiao Tang. On the contrary, I have to thank him for promising me this The last request of the dying man. Moreover, I proposed the deal first. If you brought the knife down the mountain, you should have seen the note I left there... This is what I had planned all along."

"But, but..." He waved his arms, tried several times, and kept opening and closing his mouth. Finally, looking at Wooding's old face, which had always been calm and calm, Philip lowered his head dejectedly, and his voice was full of doubts and resentment: "Why? ?”

Wooding shook his head slightly: "You know it very well, everyone knows it, and I know my own physical condition better than all of you. Philip. I won't live long. In this case, instead of lying on the bed like a dying animal, The old dog is lingering on its last breath. After taking your last breath, why not take advantage of this limited time to do something...ahem..."

After coughing a few times and thinking of something, Wooding's withered face suddenly glowed red, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, showing a cheerful smile, "Haha, Philip, you know, I have been unhappy with those hypocritical old morons for a long time. But in the past, because of Because of my status, I cannot be enemies with them or attack them in this life. Now that I have the opportunity to stab them, I am very happy, really happy, and you should be happy for me too. "

Philip raised his head when he heard the words, and met his grandfather's smiling and peaceful eyes. After a while, the corners of his mouth also curved into a smile, a bitter smile, the kind that is uglier than crying...

Well, even Philip, who has always been known for being heartless and unscrupulous, cannot be happy about this situation. But in addition to being deeply helpless, Philip also knew that there was nothing he could do.

Discourage? Stop making trouble, he knows his grandfather's character very well. When he really decides what to do, it's just like when he fights with a sword, no one can stop him...

After a long silence, Phillip took a long breath, stabilized his mind a little, and said dryly: "What is the specific plan?"

Woodin smiled and replied: "It's very simple. We set out overnight to reach the outskirts of the Temple Association Island, find a position near the lake shore, stab it with a knife, and then return." Well, this plan is no longer simple, but crude! However, in the eyes of people like Wooding who are in a realm of strength, everything is just that simple...

"But the capital has been under martial law recently, and there is a curfew at night..." After a pause, Phillip frowned subconsciously when he heard this, and then saw Michu, Luke and others standing aside in night clothes. He suddenly shook his head and was speechless, " Okay, I asked a stupid question.”

It is indeed stupid. With the elite professionals like Gray Space here, it is actually not as difficult as imagined to leave the capital quietly, even if the martial law here is severe...

Sure enough, Harry took over the conversation with a smile: "After the boss left, we have not been idle these days. We have been observing the terrain and environment here... By the way, do you still remember Powers and Bernie? The ones guarding the dragon riders. Two captains. They are very familiar with the patrol patterns, defense arrangements, etc. of the capital. We found them and worked together to formulate a route plan... Believe me, it is certainly impossible for us people to break into the capital, but we want to leave here. It’s not difficult.”

This is the so-called defense against day and night, it is difficult to guard against domestic thieves.

"Then how to return quickly?" Philip, who regained his composure, quickly grasped the key points of the plan and looked at Wooding. "Grandpa, after you take action, I believe that even if you use a knife, someone will immediately suspect you."

"Space teleportation." Wooding waved his hand lightly, "I have an old friend who is a space magician. He will help us solve this problem."

This is the connection. With Wooding's level, the space magician friends he makes will naturally not be ordinary people. Taking these people to teleport short distances is obviously not a big deal.

And everything was considered carefully, even Philip, who wanted to find an excuse to disagree with Wooding's trip, had no choice but to shut up. but,

"Wait!" Suddenly realizing something, Philip raised his head in shock, "Tomorrow... isn't that the time when the eldest prince is crowned and ascends the throne? Is that guy really going to assassinate him at the celebration?"

"I don't know about this either." Wooding shook his head, "According to my previous agreement with Xiao Tang, if he is sure that he can successfully assassinate in the dark, it means that he can handle it alone, successfully rescue and escape from the Temple Association. In that case, there is no need for me to take action again. But until now, there has been no movement from the temple, which means there is something wrong with his original assassination plan."

After a pause, he continued, "But it doesn't matter. I know that tomorrow is the last deadline for Xiao Tang to take action. After tomorrow, the tribal army stationed on the north bank of the Lenau River will launch an attack. By then, the value of Xia Wei'an's prisoners will be If it is lowered, there is no guarantee that the temple will not vent its anger on her. So no matter what the situation is, Xiao Tang will definitely take action tomorrow."

Phillip frowned: "What if he didn't take action? What if there is still no movement at the celebration tomorrow?"

He spread his hands and said, "Then we'll be back."

Wooding answered simply, but Philip was confused when he heard this. For a moment, he didn't know whether he should hope that Tang En would take action, or hope that he would not take action...

If he takes action, Wooding will definitely take action if he wants to assist Tang En in escaping. In that case, Wooding's fate will basically be determined there. And if they don't take action, it means that the fate of Tang En and Xia Wei'an is slim...

A family relationship, a friendship. Dilemma, how to choose?

In fact, Philip has no chance to make a choice now. Looking up at the sky, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse. Wooding stood up slowly and said: "It's getting late, let's go..."

…………(To be continued...)

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