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Chapter 742

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In the sky, two figures, invisible to the naked eye, were talking.

"Things are a little bad."

"Actually, it's not that bad. As long as those killers and assassins are not discovered, it's not a big problem."

"But it's only a matter of time before we find them."

"Don't worry, I've arranged it in advance. Once they find something wrong, they'll leave immediately … Look, those guys who used to be pirates have already started to retreat. "

"To be honest, I don't think it's reliable to rely on these guys to do things."

"You're right, there's a problem with my previous approach. So I'm thinking about how to remedy it … Do you have any good suggestions? "

"Me? I can't think of any good ideas. At present, both sides are already suspecting that someone is secretly provoking them. Although we're oracles and aren't afraid of those prophecy spells, those assassins and killers might be found. I don't think we can do anything now. The best way is to wait until their vigilance drops, then think of a way to act. "

"… You know that's impossible. His Majesty didn't allow us to wait. The fact that he sent you to help is already very clear. "

"But we can't do it. Even if His Majesty sends out all the oracles, he can only kill them all at most, but he can't provoke them to fight among themselves, let alone the two of us oracles."

"Damn it! The situation was good before! "

"Well, it feels like the situation has suddenly changed. What's going on?"

"… Oh, it's getting late, I have to go back quickly. That fat pig is almost back. If he doesn't see the 'princess', he'll definitely be suspicious! "

"In my opinion, you should just kill him. You're a dignified oracle. Don't you feel disgusted that you're being fucked by a fat and disgusting guy every day? "

"It's easy to kill him, but I'm afraid it'll be more troublesome after killing him. That vase is a useless woman who has no ability to protect herself. If I show my true ability, she'll immediately see that something's wrong. Compared to revealing my identity, a little disgusting or something, I can still bear it. "

"… I really admire you. If it were me, I'd twist that fat pig's head off no matter what! No, let's strengthen his body a little, and then use the fishing line to tie his disgusting caterpillar. Let's just hang him in the air like that … "

"Alright, I'm leaving. I'll trouble you to look after this place. If there's an emergency, contact me and I'll rush over immediately."

"Don't worry. Although I don't have a physical body to use and can't unleash any martial power, I can rely on my intelligence to deal with most situations. If it really doesn't work, I can still possess the golem I just bought. "

Along with these words of farewell, one of the two figures suddenly left at an astonishing speed, while the other pondered for a moment before suddenly descending and flying towards a certain building on the ground.

A moment later, it passed through the ventilation window that only wind could pass through, arriving at the basement where the young assassin organization leader was hiding.

The young assassin leader was reading a book. It was a record of war. He was unusually focused. If he had been reading a textbook, he might have been praised by the teacher.

[Hello, young king of assassins.]

The assassin leader was stunned for a moment. He put down the book in his hand and raised his head.

"Who are you? Why are you looking for me? " There was no panic in his expression, but his body was already tense, lightly adjusting to a combat posture.

[I'm your employer, or rather, one of your employers.]

"So, are you here to urge me to act quickly? To be honest, it's difficult. In the current situation, even if I were to assassinate the count known as' good horse 'at all costs, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to incite a war between the aristocratic party and the merchant party.

[I'm not here to urge you. I just want to ask, if I give you enough help, what method do you think is more likely to achieve this goal?]

The young assassin leader was stunned. He did not ask how powerful 'enough help' could be, but instead seriously thought about it.

After a while, he asked, "Can you provide a powerful spell that can break through the Legendary level of mental defense?"

[Mind control? It's very difficult to control a person to do something they don't want to do. Although I can provide such a spell, it will cause a great impact and expose my existence. I can't agree to this kind of thing.]

"As expected … Then take a step back. Give the crowd a large-scale hint, make them angry and frenzied, and then direct their anger towards a certain direction. Can this be done?"

This time, it was the oracle who was deep in thought.

After about two or three minutes of thinking, the assassin leader received an affirmative answer.

[Yes, but it's very dangerous. This is almost an action that's stepping on the critical line. I hope you can consider a more appropriate strategy.]

The assassin leader smiled. He knew that he had already grasped the opponent's bottom line, and could roughly judge to what extent 'enough help' could be achieved.

"Then let's use the simplest method," he said. "Set up a blasphemous magic circle on the border and summon the power from the abyss. If one doesn't work, then two or three times. In short, make both sides exhausted and do their best to destroy these magic circles. "

[Is there any meaning to this? I can't really let a powerful demon be summoned to the human world.]

"Yes, we only need to make the soldiers on both sides tired and angry, and then we can provoke their anger at the right time. Once the soldiers are blinded by anger, they will fight with all they have, and the leader's will will be useless. " The assassin leader smiled and said, "The so-called leader only has meaning when his subordinates are willing to follow his orders. When his subordinates have their own will, the leader can only choose between abandoning his identity and retreating, or following his identity and joining the battle. "

[… This is a good idea, but we need to spend some time to reach a consensus. Once the results of the discussion are out, I will contact you again.]

After that, the invisible oracle turned into a light breeze and left, leaving only the young assassin leader still sitting on the bed, his head lowered in deep thought.

'What the hell! What the hell is my employer? '

There was a little cold sweat on his forehead, which was dripping from the nervousness just now.

The ability to come and go without a trace, the ability to be clearly beside him but not be detected, the ability to speak directly in his mind … There are people with this ability, and there is more than one.

'Maybe … accepting this task this time, is a mistake …'

'But, it's really interesting!'

Thinking of this, the cruel man who led a group of assassins, the bloodless and tearless man revealed a smile.

It was an innocent and happy smile, like a naughty child who saw a toy.

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