Roland naturally didn't believe it.
The black-robed men were good at using long-range weapons. Besides, Mijil had just been captured by the Assassin's Guild not long ago, and it had only been a few days since another group of black-robed men had come. Anyone would think that they were assassins sent by the Shadow Assassin's Guild.
But the black-robed man who spoke shouted in a sorrowful tone, "We really aren't from the Assassin's Guild."
The sorrow in his tone and the helplessness in his appearance were moving.
Roland froze for a moment, extinguished the large blue fireball in his hand, and asked, "Then who are you?"
Seeing that Roland, the killing god, had dissipated the terrifying magic fluctuations, the three black-robed men whose feet were frozen were all relieved. The man who had just spoken continued, "We are from the Guild of Rogues."
Heh, so that's how it is.
Assassins were an advanced branch of the profession of Rogues. If Rogues could steal, unlock, detect traps, and kill with stealth and a series of other abilities, then Assassins specialized in stealth and killing.
With higher-level stealth abilities, stronger assassination abilities, and even blind-fighting or night vision abilities, Assassins could be said to be the kings of the dark.
The premise was not to encounter high-level Mages and Saint Samurai of the same or higher level.
Not to mention Saint Samurai for the time being, they were naturally strong in melee combat, knew light-type divine spells, and had a very sensitive perception of shadow abilities.
Mages and Assassins were a pair of enemies, restraining and fearing each other.
Mages did have several spells that could detect stealth, and there were also various force field spells to prevent being approached, but they couldn't always have detection spells and force field spells hanging on them.
Even if there was an abundance of magic power that couldn't be used up in a lifetime, people also needed to rest, and even gods had times when they dozed, let alone humans.
And these times were often when Assassins made their move. After all, there was only a thousand days to be a thief, not a thousand days to guard against thieves.
And Assassins also hated Mages, with all kinds of detection spells and all kinds of disgusting, and they wanted to make a move to kill Mages. It wasn't easy to wait until the Mage wasn't vigilant, only to find that the Mage had a magic pet with him.
Most Mages' magic pets had good anti-stealth abilities.
Whether or not an Assassin could kill a Mage depended mostly on whether or not they could get past the magic pet's anti-stealth abilities.
Roland looked better when he heard that they were from the Guild of Rogues, but he still asked, "Why are you here?"
"We received a commission from Mijil's father to help him find his daughter."
"Didn't he owe you money? How could he entrust you?"
The three black-robed men were stunned, and one of them said awkwardly, "He said that if he found Mijil and brought her back, he would get a house and sell it for money. He doesn't know where the house is, but he's sure his daughter Mijil does. "
"So, you investigated and followed me here."
The three black-robed men laughed helplessly.
"Don't worry about it, I'm protecting Mijil now."
The three black-robed men showed a look of disdain. "Sir, although you are a mage, we are also backed by a guild."
Roland said casually, "I'm a Golden Son."
The three of them immediately felt their teeth go numb.
One of them suddenly cursed angrily, "Dog sh * t!"
The other two didn't look too good either.
The black-robed man who cursed was silent for a moment and said, "Sir, we at the Guild of Rogues will let this matter go. We will compensate Mijil with a gold coin, and then we will both pretend that nothing happened. How about that?"
Most of the people in the Guild of Rogues were slippery or fence-sitters.
This was a result of the nature of their profession.
When encountering a strong person, they would cooperate if they could and hide if they couldn't.
Against a Mage, they could still use the banner of the guild to embolden themselves.
But if this Mage was also a Golden Son, then the situation was different.
This bunch of undying things had no humanity.
Each of them was someone who wouldn't let go, and if they offended them, they would "finish" the matter even if they chased them to the ends of the earth.
The intelligence network of the Guild of Rogues was quite broad and large, and they had long received a lot of rumors about the Golden Sons meddling in other people's business, getting bigger and bigger, and finally daring to go against even the noble families.
Two castellans had already died at their hands.
What did these little minions count for?
So they simply admitted defeat and even offered compensation.
Something like dignity didn't mean much to Rogues. Gold coins could be stolen again if they ran out, and there was always a way to earn them back.
If their lives were gone, they were really gone.
"Okay." Roland nodded.
He also wasn't in the mood to have any more big conflicts with the Guild of Rogues. Now he had the queen's quest to deal with, a mainline quest hanging over him, and he had to take care of a little girl.
The less things he could do, the better.
A certain black-robed man tossed Roland a gold coin.
And Roland removed the control effect of Ice Ring.
Several people quickly retreated while taking their still unconscious companion with them.
Roland walked upstairs and found no one in the bedroom, only a Spell Puppet standing in front of the bed.
He froze for a moment, then crouched down and saw Mijil lying under the bed, huddled in the corner.
When she saw Roland, she crawled out on her hands and legs, hugging Roland's thigh and refusing to let go, only weeping.
Roland knew that she was frightened, so he stroked the top of her head and comforted her softly.
It wasn't long before strange and numerous footsteps came from downstairs, and they stopped at the door.
Feeling a little puzzled, Roland walked to the window and looked down, then found Antis standing guard with a dozen city guards wearing gray leather armor and carrying long spears.
The other party had been looking out the window, and when he saw Roland, he smiled like a beautiful girl seeing her lover.
Roland immediately shuddered, feeling a little weird.
"So it's you," Antis said from below.
Roland looked down and asked, "I received a report from the citizens that the scumbags of the Guild of Rogues were trying to bully people here, so I came over to take a look."
"It's over." Roland thought for a moment and continued, "I found some clues about the queen, would you like to come up and listen?"
Antis's eyes narrowed. "Really?"
"There's no need to lie to you."
Half a minute later, Antis appeared in the bedroom, wearing a black suit of armor and a rare lack of a helmet.
"What clues?" Antis asked hurriedly.
Roland took out the silk dress. "Take a look and see if this is the queen's dress."
Antis flipped it over, then closed his eyes and thought for a while before saying, "I did see the queen in this dress."
"Then was the queen blonde?" Roland took out another strand of hair.
"Yes!"
Roland smiled, his expression a little meaningful. He recounted the process of finding the dress and hair, then continued, "I don't know much about the mechanisms of the secret room, so I can't find it. Maybe your city guards can do it? "
Roland didn't like that kind of dirty place, and since Antis was also responsible, it wouldn't hurt to let him share some of the burden.
"I understand, but you have to come with us."
Roland was immediately reluctant. "No."
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