Chapter 470: Farad's little abacus

In fact, Ravenholdt's recent business has not been easy. ?ranwe?n?????????`t
Originally Ravenholdt was an Assassin Alliance, and its existence was a gray glove of various forces. Whoever had any unclean tasks was given to Ravenholdt, or Ravenholdt trained the assassins to complete.
However, in recent years, as the communication between humans and goblins has become closer, Ravenholdt's "market share" is being gradually eroded by the goblins.
Many times the assassin is indeed powerful and effective, but more often, the assassin’s limitations are too great because Ravenholdt will not involve himself in the war, and recently Azeroth is not very peaceful, so Ravenholdt Manor It’s a bit tight.
In this case, Duke Ravenholdt's hair became pale.
In recent days, Ravenholdt is discussing whether to abandon some unnecessary traditions, then recruit members of foreign races, and teach skills other than assassination skills.
And this Farad is the representative of the "reformist".
Although the reformists now have the upper hand, there are many stubborn people in Ravenholdt. They insist on maintaining the tradition and claim that this is the "Glory of the Bandit". Therefore, Farad hopes to cut it first and open a mouthful before speaking.
Farrard believes that as long as he satisfactorily solves Ravenholdt’s current dilemma, his position will go further. After all, Duke Ravenholdt has no heir...
While Farad was looking for non-traditional assassins, he found Valera and Nomi.
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After Farad appeared, of course Nomi and Valera could not do anything to forcefully disrupt official duties.
"My name is Farad and I have to say, you guys exceeded my expectations, rookie." Farad smiled and looked at Nomi. "Especially you, I thought you were just a little guy from the Wandering Island. You are actually a prince."
It was obvious that Nomi was called this by others for the first time, and he was a little uncomfortable.
"Are you talking about me? But I'm not a prince!"
"You are." Farad narrowed his eyes slightly, "You are the son of the Black Dragon Queen, and your father's strength barely matches your blood."
Regarding the assassin's words, Nomi said that he is now at a loss.
Although this is true, Nomi is the black dragon prince, but he mostly acts as the son of Drunk Wind. Even in the Dragon Legion, other dragons’ first knowledge of Nomi is
Drunk
. The son of the wind".
Looking at Nomi who was a little dazed, Farrard gave a faint smile, and then looked at Valera.
"As for you, the little girl of the high elves, your talent is pretty good. I want you to join Ravenholdt, maybe it will be a new page in the history of this manor." As he said, Farad looked at Varela from a close range. "But you still have a lot of problems now. You are not proficient in your footsteps, the forehand dagger is not fast enough, the backhand dagger is not powerful enough, your body is flawed when sneaking, and the shadow step is not working when you are...Tsk tusk, it's a waste of you Talent."
Valera wanted to akimbo and retort, but when she faced Farad's gaze, she was surprised to find that she could hardly speak.
The guy standing idly in front of him looked like an unsheathed dagger at this time. For a moment, Valera almost thought that a dagger was against her neck!
Then Valera wisely chose to shut up.
Farad did not continue to hit her, but shook his head lightly, then ordered to follow, and went straight into the dense forest.
Between the lush bushes, Farad quickly shuttled, and soon there was only one back left.
But Nomi and Valera were gradually left behind because they were completely unfamiliar with the state of the forest.
"What, we can't keep up!" Valera's breath, who was sprinting with all his strength, gradually became hurried, "I can't do it any faster, I have tried my best."
"Try your best to follow." Nomi rolled away and passed through a small bush. "This should also be a test."
"Running test?" Valera felt helpless, "I never heard that a stalker needs this."
"I don't know maybe it's a chase test? Deliberately dump us and let us track it?"
"Don't make trouble, it's hunter's work, maybe hound's work!"
With his ears moving, Farad heard the conversation between Valera and Nomi clearly.
"The high elves who are in the way, can't let you continue to circle around the prince. I want to find a way to separate you, and I want to be with the prince!"
"Well, yes, I went to ask the Duke directly. I believe that with his character, he must be in a good mood to see such an assassinating genius? And I believe he will never want His Royal Highness to be nearby. After all, this person's thinking is really good. Somewhat direct."
After confirming the plan, Farad finally slowed down.
"Clean up~EbookFREE.me~ I will take you directly to see Lord Duke pay attention to your etiquette. I am not talking about those hypocritical noble tricks, I am talking about assassin etiquette."
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Nomi’s speculation was not wrong. Ravenholdt Manor did indeed hide the entire Zhuangzi in the mountains relying on the seven-point inscription. Without Farrard leading the way, Nomi and Varela would not be able to get here anyway.
Nomi and Varela, who were confused about the stalker etiquette, soon after entering the manor, they saw what "Assassin's etiquette" is.
It's simple, steal each other.
Interestingly speaking, in Ravenholdt Manor, theft is expressly permitted as long as the owner does not find out, all theft is a serious act.
This sounds unbelievable, but it is true.
Of course, there will always be some small accidents when things get to Nomi.
"Hey~ rookie, this gadget of yours belongs to me." After passing by, an assassin with a hood (or a better thief) said, "Well, the materials are not bad, and it is fine gold and gold. Mithril's, enough money for me for a month, thank you!"
"You see, this is the etiquette of assassins, and many people call this the daily routine of thieves."
"but……"
"No, but being stolen is just your personal problem."
"but……"
"Don't be convinced, you are a rookie, a rookie who needs to pay tuition."
"I mean it's dangerous, and it was made by Loya Heley, the dwarf engineering hand, thieves catcher."
"what?"
Farad quickly turned his head, and then saw that the proud assassin had turned into a little squirrel in a cage.
"I swear, I definitely didn't mean it!"
Seeing Nomi's innocent look, Farad felt that he had a long way to go... (To be continued...)