Broad World

The frenzied performances at the Eastern Arena finally came to an end. Hamid and Henry teamed up not only to earn a lot of money, but also to expand their own prestige.

The former became famous in the circle of big businessmen all of a sudden, and gained many new allies, while the latter was feared by the leaders of various gangs in Calimport because of his terrifying personal strength, and asked his subordinates not to provoke him. Right and wrong.

After all, a person who can dismember a fire giant, slaughter 20 fully armed mercenaries, and finally kill a Tyrannosaurus rex is definitely a very vicious character. No one wants to make trouble for himself when there is no conflict of interest. Especially big troubles that can bring blood and death.

In the next few days, this matter began to fully ferment, and some forces around the Phantom Guild began to try to contact Henry, wanting to establish a mutually beneficial relationship.

However, since they are all small characters, Wahid basically came forward to deal with them, and some conditions were quickly negotiated, and even a small gang took the initiative to choose to join, because the territory they seized was too poor, almost Can't solve the pot...

In order to better supervise the progress of the project, Henry finally moved out of the luxurious Genie Hotel and moved into the renovated guild headquarters.

After a series of preparations, this high-end nightclub integrating casinos, bars and restaurants finally opened. Maybe it was because of the opening of the road, or maybe Hamid's propaganda played a role. In short, the business was not bad. Not only did it not lose money as expected, but it was also quite profitable, with three to four hundred gold coins entering the account every day.

Accustomed to seeing the huge sums of expenditure on the ledger, Wahid suddenly saw that there was still income. Wahid, who was full of flesh, couldn't help crying. He smoked two pots of tobacco in a row to barely stabilize his emotions, and the whole person relaxed. Not a lot.

In his eyes. The prospect of his boss's plan is very good, but it is far from the real gold coins. What's more, since this ingenious guild headquarters can make money, it means that the subsequent shops can also make money. Others seem to see a bright future all of a sudden, and they all show 12 points of energy and step up supervision. Workers work.

What's even more amazing is that Henry actually appointed Fadini as the manager of the headquarters, and this twelve-year-old girl did not disappoint him, even though she was a little flustered at the beginning. But it soon became better and better, and now I can talk and laugh happily with those so-called big shots, without any hint of youthfulness and immaturity.

In addition, the twin brothers also began to learn the way of druids in their spare time. Their talents are not bad. Maybe they will be able to feel the ubiquitous force of nature in a few months, and then become an apprentice .

Seeing that all the plans are being carried out in an orderly manner, Henry relaxes, and has nothing to do to tease the little loli who is becoming more and more like a queen, or take "King Kong Barbie" Carol for a walk around the street. Take a rare vacation and enjoy the unique desert style of Calingshan.

However, Calimport, which has always been known for its chaos and disorder, is destined to be unable to calm down. Just when he was lying in the guild headquarters and admiring the beauty dancing with the giant python. Wahid suddenly opened the door and broke in, winking at his old man.

Henry knew that he must have something important to do, so he waved his hand lightly, and the woman performing the (seductive) dance immediately bowed, took the boa constrictor out of the office and closed the door behind her.

"Boss! Something happened! I just got the news that last night in a house in the dock area, the two senior leaders of the Black Sail Guild and thirty of their subordinates were all killed, and all had their throats cut. And it is said that there was only one murderer!"

After confirming that the dancer had left, Wahid spouted everything he knew. For some reason, he seemed very excited.

After listening to his subordinate's report, the corners of Henry's mouth turned up slightly, and he flashed a playful smile: "Interesting! It seems that a real master has appeared. Who do you think he will be?"

Wahid licked his dry lips and replied: "I don't know, as far as I know, it is impossible for all the guilds in Calimport to recruit killers of this level. Unless... unless Artemis Entreri returns Yes! Only he can slit the throats of so many people so precisely, and only he dares to kill people recklessly."

"You mean the legendary assassin?" Henry suddenly became interested.

He had heard the tales that had to be told between Entreri and the dark elf ranger Drizzt. From the first meeting to the last fight between these two people, it can be said that they are "brotherly in love". Their fighting skills and life trajectories are so similar, and they regard each other as their lifelong opponents and shadows.

To sum it up in one sentence, it is the interweaving of love and hate, the collision of body and soul...

the most important is. Born in Menon in the north, this mighty assassin managed to occupy a street in Calimport when he arrived at the age of nine. He had killed many big guild leaders, and even failed when all the guilds united to suppress him. He was the boss for a while a few years ago, but it didn't take long for him to disappear from people's sight again.

He is a lonely killer who shows no mercy to his enemies, doesn't have much desire, and has a very strong self-control ability. He has only one purpose, and that is to gain the respect and status he deserves.

In Henry's view, Entreri is like a peerless sword. Only the top swordsmen can exert its powerful power. As for those mediocre guys, not only can't control it, they may even cut themselves.

Looking at the excited eyes of his boss, Wahid showed a wry smile on his face: "This is just my speculation, and the possibility of a master coming to Calimport is not ruled out. Anyway, the major guilds who got the news all moved , planning to join forces again to launch a siege to find out the murderer. Someone came to ask us about our attitude just now, I don’t know what your plan is?"

Henry showed a look of disdain, and said with a sneer: "Ha! A group of trash snacks, actually started to worry about their own safety. First agree to their request, and secretly keep an eye on the progress of the matter. Once there is news about this person, let me know immediately Of course, if there is a chance, send a message to the other party, just say that I want to see him."

"Understood, I'll send someone to follow up right away, to ensure that we can get the information as soon as there is any disturbance." After speaking, Wahid bowed, turned and opened the door and disappeared into the gorgeous corridor.

He is very clear. Perhaps the other guild leaders were so frightened that they stepped up their guards, but the boss of his own family definitely didn't need it.

Because he happened to be there on the day of the performance in the arena, and he witnessed that kind of martial arts that was so fast that the naked eye could not catch it. any effect.

After watching his men leave, Henry stood up and looked at the hot construction site outside the window, muttering to himself: "Thirty-two people. All of them had their throats cut... It seems that it is not far from the legendary thief. Artemis Entreri is back, or is someone plotting a new conspiracy?"

"Are you planning to intervene in this matter?" Carol, who had been standing by the side, asked cautiously.

"Of course, don't you think this is an opportunity to disrupt Karinshan's underground world. I just need to add a little fire to the back, and those guild leaders who are suspicious all day long will start to mess up themselves." Said Henry turned his head, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, showing a meaningful smile.

Muddying the water first, and then taking advantage of a series of chaotic actions, has always been his best part. What's more, the water in Calimport was not very clean in the first place, and now there is a big mess. If you don't take advantage of it, you will be too sorry for such a good opportunity.

Carol seemed to understand something. A startled expression immediately appeared on the beautiful face: "You...who are you going to kill?!!"

"Oh? You guessed it!" Henry glanced at the female soldier in surprise, but soon returned to normal. "My target is Majid. Whether this guy is dead or crazy, he can throw the Camel Guild into chaos. Maybe everyone would think that I did it, but now..."

Speaking of this, he smiled sinisterly: "Now they are trembling with fear of Entreri's name, as long as I use the same method to cut my throat, there will definitely be all kinds of rumors inside, and it won't take long. It will turn into a situation where everyone is in danger, so differences will arise. Differences mean confrontation. Contradictions mean distrust, and when a guild starts to suspect and suspect each other, then it is not far from collapse."

After hearing the whole plan, Carol's hairs stood on end, her eyes filled with awe and fear. She felt that the person standing in front of her was not a human being at all, but a great devil from Bator Hell, who could easily bring out the ugliest side of human nature.

"How about it, do you think it is very interesting? Get ready. Take off the heavy armor and replace it with chain armor or leather armor. The shield should be as small as possible. I will take you to enjoy a good show tonight." Henry walked up to the female warrior and lifted a strand of short dark brown hair. Sliding her fingers lightly over her slender neck, she laughed and pushed open the door and walked out of the room.

He can't wait to start calling the shots in Calimport. Use conspiracy to evoke blood and killing, and reshuffle the entire underground forces.

Carol stood there stiffly for a full two minutes. After Henry walked away, she sat down on the ground, her chest heaving violently, breathing in fresh air, and silently began to pray to the god she believed in.

Although after coming to Faerun Continent, she could no longer get a response from Kord, the God of Strength, but her devout beliefs have not changed at all.

Perhaps, as a saying goes, the more you suffer, the more you need the power of faith. This female warrior from another world feels that her courage is about to be exhausted, and she desperately wants to keep the last one. One point, otherwise, over time, sooner or later, it will become someone else's plaything.

As a woman who has been in the arena for several years, Carol has seen with her own eyes the miserable appearance of those good-looking female gladiators reduced to playthings, and vowed that she would rather die than become like that.

She is not afraid of death, but she is afraid of death without any dignity, and Henry, who is good at manipulating people's hearts, is her natural enemy and nightmare...

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