She didn't dare move, standing in the shadows of the castle wall, searching for direction,

"Guard barracks, servants' quarters... the main building!"

The main building was the core of the castle, including the lord's hall, bedroom, treasury, and more.

However, just as Vivian fixed on her target and prepared to strike, a shadow suddenly appeared in the sky not far away, scaring Vivian into retreat!

The shadow was as silent as a ghost; if it hadn't appeared in Vivian's line of sight, she wouldn't have noticed it.

Vivian instinctively crouched low, her hand resting on the dagger at her waist, her tense hand trembling slightly.

But the shadow didn't notice her and swiftly moved towards a soldier downstairs, transforming into black mist and entering the back of the soldier's head while he was unprepared.

"Ah!"

The soldier exclaimed, his body suddenly stiffening and then twitching bizarrely a few times.

His companion noticed something amiss and turned to ask, "What did you find?"

"Nothing."

The attacked soldier replied coldly.

"Then why the weird noise?"

The companion complained and turned his head to continue forward.

However, the soldier suddenly changed direction and headed towards the main building of the castle.

"Hey? Where are you going?"

The companion called out, but the attacked soldier didn't look back,

"To shit."

"Gross!"

The companion grumbled and continued his patrol.

In fact, during these patrols, one couldn't leave casually, but on such a cold, deep night, no one was there to enforce military discipline strictly.

"Is this guy too an assassin?"

Vivian stared at the soldier's figure, her brow furrowed, feeling a surge of unease in her heart.

Does Hawk Count have so many enemies?

Vivian hesitated for a moment and quietly followed behind the controlled soldier, but always kept a safe distance.

She just wanted to see what would happen.

The soldier walked fast, seemingly knowing the destination well.

He bypassed several patrol points, precisely avoiding the guard.

As he approached the main building's entrance, the soldier's body suddenly softened and fell, revealing the shadow's figure.

By this time, Vivian had seen clearly; it was a figure cloaked in black.

The black-cloaked figure emerged from the corner and silently approached the guard, transforming into black mist and entering the guard's body just as the guard almost sensed something.

The same scene repeated; the guard turned and stepped into the main building.

But the entrance guard's light was relatively bright, so Vivian couldn't swagger in like the black-cloaked figure; she needed to find another way.

As Vivian searched for a way into the building, another guard had already walked to the third floor's master bedroom.

...

...

The Falcon Earl in his sleep suddenly felt a chill, abruptly opened his eyes, his body springing up, instinctively drawing the dagger from beside his pillow.

Sitting on the bed, the Falcon Earl realized his personal maid had been strangled, and standing before him was a familiar face.

"What have you done, Scott?!"

The Falcon Earl blurted out, then suddenly realized, his brow furrowed,

"You're not Scott."

The Eagle Guard of the main building were carefully cultivated by the Falcon Earl; each was his confidant.

That's why he could call out the name of the guard in front of him.

If the opponent truly wanted to deal with him, there would be countless opportunities.

The Falcon Earl stared at Scott before him, Scott's face filled with arrogance, no longer the loyal guard he once was.

"You're smart, Falcon Earl."

Scott said coldly, his mouth slightly curved, but his gaze was still icy.

"I merely came to ask, why would you kill Salpose?"

"Hmm?"

The Falcon Earl squinted his eyes, "Are you from the Blood Concealment Association?"

The Falcon Earl instantly reacted, a mocking smile appearing on his face,

"You're truly useless; failing the assassination contract and blaming it on me."

The Falcon Earl found it very amusing.

"No, I want to know why Luo De, a newly promoted Baron, an almost exiled little Baron, an ordinary bastard, would kill Sel?"

Scott's voice was stiff, but there was a palpable sense of doubt in his words.

Clearly, he had done thorough research before coming.

"Salpose was our most outstanding assassin, never failed a mission."

Scott clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white,

"Hehe, even if the target wasn't accomplished, he could withdraw safely."

"Never failed a mission?"

The Falcon Earl snorted coldly, a trace of disdain flashing in his eyes.

"With trash like you, do you still not fail?"

The Falcon Earl slowly stood up, "You can't even kill a small Baron, and yet, you have the nerve to come to me?"

"Indeed, you evil churches hiding in the shadows are as disgusting as rats."

"What do you truly worship, a god or a miserable bloodsucker?"

The Falcon Earl's words caused Scott's expression to change dramatically,

"How dare you insult my lord?"

"Courting death!"

The controlled Scott suddenly erupted, lunging at the Falcon Earl, swinging the Longsword fiercely!

The Falcon Earl swiftly dodged, simultaneously drawing the one-handed sword hanging on the wall!

Clang!

The sound of metal unsheathing was crisp and melodious, the one-handed sword swiftly carving a graceful trajectory through the air!

Thud!

Scott's head instantly flew off, blood splattering onto the luxurious carpet.

"Told you, you're all trash."

The Falcon Earl spat, casually flicking the blood beads off the sword.

"Someone, come!"

The Falcon Earl had just reached the door when he suddenly felt a chill from behind!

Without hesitation, he turned and slashed horizontally, a spray of blood scattering, the eerie shadow before him instantly cleaved in two!

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