The Holy Maiden walked out of the desert. Behind her were two silent White Clan members.
Scimitar warriors.
The White Clan's scimitar techniques were famous throughout the continent. Scimitar warriors were also one of the White Clan's special professions, just like the Sand Clan's frontline gunmen.
The two scimitar warriors each grabbed a person.
They looked like prisoners.
They were strong, but they were covered in cuts and bruises. Their mouths were even sealed with tape.
The Holy Maiden stopped outside Casamel and looked at the crowd. At the same time, the guards on duty came up to her.
"I've found the culprits who killed the White Deer. It's these two adventurers."
"In order to punish them severely, I will execute them in front of all outsiders."
The guards nodded.
Thus, the crowd immediately made a circle.
Inside the town, there were also many people looking around.
However, Ma Wen instinctively felt that something was wrong.
He held Isabelle's small hand and gently retreated to a place where the Holy Maiden couldn't see them.
This Holy Maiden gave him a strange feeling.
Logically speaking, the White Clan's Holy Maiden was used to serve the White Deer. She rarely appeared in front of people. Most of the time, it was the White Clan's priests who appeared.
Even if the matter was so serious, there was no need for her to personally appear, right?
While Ma Wen was hesitating, cheers came from the crowd.
Obviously, the two strong fellows had been beheaded in public.
Blood splattered all over the ground.
The White Clan's anger had been vented. Under the Holy Maiden's suggestion, Casamel temporarily lifted the state of martial law.
Everyone lined up and began to enter the town one after another.
As for the Holy Maiden herself, she glanced at the crowd.
Then, she took small steps and entered the town, quickly disappearing from everyone's sight.
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For travelers passing by, what had just happened might just be a small episode.
But for Ma Wen, it was a big deal.
Someone was hunting the White Deer. This meant that the White Deer's cave was about to open. Should he go and join in?
If he were to be used by someone, and if the Holy Spirit White Deer thought that he was the murderer, then he would be extremely unlucky. But what if, what if, while the Holy Spirit White Deer was fighting the real murderer, he could sneak in and take the treasure?
To be honest, it would be a lie if Ma Wen wasn't tempted. However, he was still calculating the benefits and risks of this matter.
"Forget it, this matter feels a little weird. Let's get down to business first."
Ma Wen no longer hesitated. After the Saintess disappeared from everyone's sight, he began to line up to enter the town.
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Casamuel, the brightest pearl in the Sage Desert.
This place had the most unique architecture of the Bai Clan. The huts were specially designed to resist the wind and sand. They looked very unique and exotic.
Every place in Fernand had its own customs. Although they were all in the south, the customs of the desert were completely different from those of the east coast.
The women here all wore veils and wrapped themselves up tightly. This had always been the custom of the White Tribe.
However, they didn't reject the strange clothes of outsiders. Casamuel was a rather tolerant town, unlike some extreme places in the Sage Desert that viewed outsiders as demons.
Ma Wen brought Isabel through Casamuel. The two of them first replenished some food and water.
After walking in the desert for so many days, the little girl was indeed exhausted. He gave her a day to rest.
The next morning, Ma Wen brought Isabel to a small alley in the west of the town.
At the end of the alley was a small workshop. It seemed to be making some handicrafts.
The owner of the workshop was a middle-aged man with one eye. Everyone called him One-Eyed Bord.
"Buy a White Deer Clay Jar."
The middle-aged man glanced at the two customers who had just entered and called out to them as usual.
The whole room was filled with all kinds of clay jars.
Isabelle's attention was immediately attracted.
There were all kinds of white deer on the clay jars. The patterns were also very colorful. This kind of artwork was very rare in the east coast. It could be used to store water. Of course, it was more ornamental.
"Do you like it?"
Ma Wen saw curiosity and desire in the little girl's eyes for the first time.
"Pick one if you like."
One-Eyed Bord said indifferently, "One clay jar, one Wizard Gold Coin."
Isabel's eyes widened. She started to shake her head vigorously.
As a girl from a poor family, she obviously knew what a Wizard Gold Coin meant.
Just to buy a nice clay jar?
She felt that it wasn't worth it.
However, what surprised her was that Ma Wen actually took out a Wizard Gold Coin without hesitation and handed it over.
"Pick one." Ma Wen winked at her. "This isn't just buying clay jars. This is also part of the school fees."
Hearing this, One-Eyed Bord suddenly raised his head and looked at Isabel seriously.
The little girl looked at Ma Wen in confusion. In the end, she nodded heavily.
Since Lord Ma Wen had already paid, she had to pick the best one.
So she started from the first jar she saw when she entered the door and picked them one by one. She was very serious, comparing every clay jar. Finally, it took her a long time to pick the one she liked the most.
This process took more than 20 minutes.
During this time, Ma Wen and the one-eyed shop owner did not say a word.
Isabel carefully held the clay jar. There was a drawing of a leaping white deer on it.
"This is it?" Ma Wen touched her head.
The little girl nodded. There was some excitement in her eyes.
This was the first time someone gave her such a beautiful gift in her life.
"Take good care of it," Ma Wen said indifferently. "Maybe we won't see each other for a long time."
"You'll have to face a lot of things on your own. Are you confident? "
Isabelle nodded vigorously.
In fact, Ma Wen had asked for her opinion long before they left.
At this moment, One-Eyed Bord finally spoke.
"Sending such a young girl to the Shadow Valley is really a cruel thing to do."
"There has never been a lack of children of her age in the Shadow Valley, has there?" Ma Wen also looked at him.
"I need to see the alliance's permit," Bord said dryly.
Ma Wen quietly showed his identification.
"So it's you, Baron Ma Wen of the White River Valley."
"Your reputation has recently spread around the desert."
"I didn't expect you to be younger than I thought."
Bord glanced at Ma Wen, revealing a trace of surprise.
Ma Wen was silent. His legend had risen too quickly, and the fact that he had borrowed money to open up the Wilderness was even more eye-catching.
Being a noble made it easy for people to spread his deeds. Now, Ma Wen was basically a household name on the East Coast.
Many young people used Ma Wen as an example, hoping to work hard to practice martial arts and join the army to open up the Wilderness.
Even if they couldn't become a new noble, they could at least become a feudal knight.
It was said that among the rewards that the alliance had given to Ma Wen this time, not only did it include his own viscount title, but it also included the right to confer titles to his retainers.
At the very least, he had the right to confer titles to two feudal knights.
However, in this campaign to open up the Wilderness, Ma Wen didn't rely on anyone, so it wasn't easy to decide who to confer titles to, so he decided to put it aside.
…
After a simple negotiation between the two sides, Ma Wen helped Isabel complete the initial procedures.
Next was to go to the Shadow Valley.
There was no need for Ma Wen to worry about this. As the contact of the Assassin's League in Kasemuir, One-Eyed Bord naturally had his ways.
Soon, Bord closed the handicraft workshop and led two camels from the backyard, leaving Kasemuir with Ma Wen and Isabel.
The three of them rode on the camels and headed west. Soon, an endless range of mountains appeared in the distance.
These mountains stretched across the center of the Sage Desert, making the terrain of this region even more complicated.
There was very little vegetation on the mountains, and they were equally barren.
Two hours later, the three of them stood at the entrance of a valley.
Shadow Valley.
The headquarters of the Assassin's League.
"Let's go," Bord muttered and led the way on his camel.
Ma Wen and Isabel followed closely behind.
In the valley, Bord showed his pass and was let in by the two men in black.
As they entered the valley, the scenery on both sides became more beautiful.
They saw countless children fighting each other on the hot sand, and the battle was quite tragic.
Every one of them was waving a dagger.
In the end, only one child won out of the group. As for the rest, they were all killed by the dagger.
This was the entrance test for an assassin apprentice.
Back then, he had also gone through this test.
As a subsidiary of the Southern Wizard Alliance, the Assassin's League was a great place to train assassins. This was an assassin's paradise. No matter what you wanted to advance, it could satisfy you.
Phantom Assassin, Ace Assassin, Blood Assassin … Many advanced classes could be completed here.
Back then, Ma Wen also advanced to Phantom Assassin here, and eventually embarked on the path of the Master of the Night.
The three of them finally stopped in front of an arched building.
"Let's go in. I'll take her to do the formalities."
"Since she's a candidate recommended by the alliance nobles, she doesn't have to go through the initial test and can directly become an assassin apprentice."
"But I can't guarantee that she'll survive."
Bord glanced at Isabel, who was holding a clay pot, and said.
Ma Wen nodded.
"You can leave now. Shadow Valley doesn't really welcome outsiders, "Bord said to Ma Wen." If she dies, we'll let you know. "
"If not, then you can come and see her tomorrow today."
Ma Wen smiled. "We all know that there's another situation."
Bord glanced at Ma Wen in surprise and muttered, "Indeed … If she can graduate early, it'll be another situation."
"You should go. The guards will be impatient."
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Ma Wen chuckled and shook his head.
"Sending her here isn't the only reason I came to Shadow Valley.
"I want to participate in the King of Assassins' challenge."
Before he could finish his words, everyone in the surroundings looked over in shock!
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