Chapter 315: Masked Man in Black

The voice is all over, intermittent, if you don't listen carefully, you can't notice it at all.
The frequency of listening to this sound was not like a cat or a dog who broke in, but more like a human being touched at night.
"Is it a thief?" I wondered whether or not to go out and see who it was. Suddenly, an idea came to my mind, and I couldn't help being shocked: "Could it be an assassin!"
I remember offending Charles not long ago, not only embarrassing him, but also killing two of his men.
Harold once said to me that people like Charles are easy to hold grudges and ask me to strengthen the precautions at home.
Although I listened to his words and kept it in my heart, it is not so easy to fortify. The most difficult question is where to defend.
People are mobile, but defenses are immobile. As long as they find a way to circumvent or destroy the defenses, they can easily sneak in.
And if you want to make that kind of unbreakable defense facility, one is that there is no professional designer, and the other is that there is not enough money to support it.
So thoughts belong to thoughts, and when they are put into action, they abort.
If it weren't that I couldn't sleep today, I might not have noticed that someone had broken in.
I didn't wake up Jackson, who was sleeping, his snoring was loud, and people outside might hear him clearly. Once the snoring changes, the assassin outside will most likely escape quickly.
Take out the straight sword, hold the handle of the knife, walk slowly to the door, put your ear on it, and listen.
The voice is the same, not far or near, intermittently.
I slowly pushed the door open by a slit, and through the slit, I looked in the courtyard where the sound came from.
By the moonlight, I saw a man in black wearing a mask sitting on the wall of my house, holding a small stone in his hand, and paddling back and forth.
However, every time he stroked, he would raise the hand holding the stone, stretch it forward, and fall to the starting point of the previous stroke, and then stroke down again.
He kept repeating like this, and while repeating, his legs kept shaking, like a kid kicking the water.
The distance between the courtyard wall and my door is about ten meters away. With my explosive power, I can kill it in about two seconds. I'm afraid that the people in front of me will be prepared for it. When I rush out, I turn over and go down the wall. It's a little troublesome.
Looking at him again, he just kept repeating this action, without any other actions, so I gave up playing the grass and frightened the snake, but slowly pushed them away, and walked out in a fair manner.
Although I acted calmly and calmly, I still have to carry the knife. This is not only a self-defense guy, but also a weapon that is wrong to kill the opponent at any time.
When the people on the wall saw me stepping out slowly, they didn't cross the wall and escape, but threw away the stones in their hands, waved their hands at me, then turned over and jumped off the wall.
I thought about it, and then climbed up the wall. I glanced roughly under the wall. There were no ambushes or traps. At the same time, the black-clothed masked man was standing under the wall, waving at me.
I jumped down and stood in front of him, about two meters away from him.
This distance is my best defense distance as well as my best attack distance. I have the confidence to avoid any hidden weapons issued by the man in black, and I can also chop off his head in the blink of an eye.
My hand rested casually on the handle of the Naodachi sword, without any expression on my face.
"Why are you so nervous~"
The black-clothed masked man spoke, his voice was soft and pleasant, and he was a woman.
"Who are you?" I asked seriously.
"It's so cold." The black-clothed masked man smiled, "Don't you remember my voice?"
This voice is indeed not unfamiliar to me. I thought carefully and took the people I met and heard the voices into the seat one by one, and soon I had the number, but I still did not move, and said: "You are talking what?"
She snorted softly, as if she was losing her temper: "I remember it, and pretend not to remember, you guys are real, all of you are not honest."
Now that she had broken it, and simply, I stopped pretending to be stupid, and asked straightforwardly: "What are you doing in my house?"
"I came to your house, of course I was looking for you~" She leaned against the wall, fiddling with something she didn't know.
"What are you looking for?" I asked.
She raised her head, looked at me with a pair of shiny eyes, and said, "Do you really know nothing?"
"Know what?" I frowned slightly, puzzled.
"It seems that you are only good at fighting, but you are weak in other areas."
"What do you want to express?" I don't like going around in circles, and said a little uncomfortable: "If you just come to mock me, then you can go back."
"Really, you man has no gentlemanliness at all," she snorted.
I stared at her fiddling hands, and said in a cold or warm tone: "I am not a gentleman, and there is no need to pretend to be a gentleman. If you have anything to do, just say it quickly. After finishing talking, I can go back and rest."
Her gasping sound became slightly louder, and I felt that she seemed to be holding her breath.
Two minutes later, Erhuo didn't say anything. I jumped up and jumped directly onto the courtyard wall. I was about to go back to my house to rest, but listened to the black-clothed and masked humanity behind me: "Are you really not listening? This is a very urgent matter." Oh, it may be related to the life of your companion."
I paused, stopped on the wall, thought for a moment, and jumped down again, with a very serious voice, and said, "What do you mean by this?"
She returned to her arrogant nature again and teased me: "Want to know? Please beg me, beg me and I will tell you."
I bared my teeth, quickly withdrew the sword in my hand, flashed, and quickly retracted again. The whole process was so fast that I couldn't even see it myself, only a phantom flashed past.
The black-clothed masked man was taken aback, and then, her turban slowly separated from the middle, like a light veil, falling to the ground, black hair, scattered, and draped over her shoulders.
Her twins are slightly pointed, they are not humans, and their cheeks are thinner, which are very similar to elves, but I am still not sure whether she is really an elves.
"Once again, it's not that your turban was cut off" I said coldly.
There was no fear in her eyes, but full of anger: "Why, next time you will cut off my head! Don't forget, in the underground city, I saved your life. ! Do you treat your savior like this?"
After listening to her quietly, the corners of my mouth curled up, and I smiled slightly: "When did I say that I am going to cut off your head, I will just cut off your cover and expose your true face to me. "
After finishing speaking, I raised my head, gazing at the stars in the sky, and said calmly: "Moreover, even if you didn't shoot that arrow that time, I would not be killed by the combat skills of the President Roche, at most I was injured. So, at this point, I want to thank you."
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