The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"What's the matter?" Francesca asked curiously without hearing Zelin's reply for a while. "Is there anything on your side?"

"I think it's nothing." Zelin shrugged. The door panel of the cubicle is good for ordinary people, but there is no sound insulation effect for him. Soon, the voice of an assassin reached his ears.

"Boss Yousef, there is a letter from Topkapi Palace, Selim... The Sultan said that he wants to see Master Ezio."

"What does this new sultan want to do?" Yusuf asked back, but he didn't think the assassin who came to deliver the letter would know it. "I see, I will go to see the master now."

Then there was another sound of footsteps.

"If you have other things, we will talk later." Francesca said understandingly.

"No problem, I think the next journey at sea shouldn't be boring."

Chapter 1320 Night Walk

It's still dark.

"If you want me to say, you can't go, Master, none of us knows what this Sultan Selim is thinking. He announced that his father died of illness, and the children on the roadside can guess that he must be in battle. He defeated the Sultan Bayezet and killed his father. Now he is going to execute his brother again. I believe he can do everything."

They don't know what the invitation sent in the middle of the night really means, but one thing is certain, they are being watched. Ezio entered the city for no more than three hours, and the invitation from Topkapi Palace was sent to the Assassin's headquarters. Perhaps those spies from the palace are still outside now watching every move of the headquarters.

"I should go there, at least to know what the new sultan thinks." Ezio held the note sent by the messenger. The note was crumpled, and there was still some stains on his fingers. On the ink. "In any case, we must see him to know that he wants us, we are not him, nor the bug in his stomach."

"I guess Selim's son might not know what the new sultan would think." Zelin folded his chest and tapped his toes. He didn't want to comment on what happened here, which was surprising but reasonable. He only hopes that he will never have such a life experience, even if he lives for a few hundred years. "But in this matter, I support Ezio, you should go there." The demon hunter looked at the assassin mentor, and before Yusuf could object, he continued. "Of course it is not defenseless, are there other secret doors here in the headquarters?"

The Brotherhood will continue to develop here. They have just defeated the Byzantines and need to rest for a while to recover, and digest the void left by the Knights Templar retreat. In this conflict, the Brotherhood of Assassins exposed almost all its power in the city of Constantinople. If Sultan Selim intends to do it at this time, the Brotherhood will probably suffer no more blows than the attacks of the Templars. Lighter.

"Yes, you can go around behind the Galata Tower. The passage was from the Byzantine Empire in the past. The Assassins hadn't used it for almost 60 years in order to avoid hunting down. Maybe..." Yousef He rubbed his hands cautiously. It seemed that this kind of thing made him feel dull. "Maybe you can clean up the rubble and debris in it, and then you can reuse it, but since I came here, the passage has been blocked. Abandoned."

"Metal gate?"

"Yes, the metal door locked by the door bolt cannot be destroyed by ordinary weapons. Oh, now there is a layer of rust on it. When I first became an assassin, I was told that the key to the door of the passage was lost. Up."

"That's enough." The metal fence gate should be almost the same as the fence gate of the Monteriggioni underground tunnel. Normal weapons are indeed difficult to destroy, but he doesn't use normal weapons to deal with it. "I am not an assassin. They will not notice me. Even if they do, they will not associate me with the Brotherhood. Ezio, you go to Topkapi Palace and meet Sultan Selim. I will pay attention nearby. , If he has any ideas that he shouldn’t have, I will create chaos in the palace and they will see a Templar trying to rescue Prince Ahmed. In the battle a few days ago, did we capture it? A Byzantine uniform? Find me a battle robe. It's better to have one or two more iron armors to look like a little."

Zelin didn't write who he was on his face, and anyone who knew it didn't tell him, how could other people judge whether he was an assassin or a Templar.

Yusuf quickly found a lavender tabard in the spoils captured by the Assassin a few days ago. The purple was the color of the Byzantine flag. There was only a small hole in the tabard. The dark red blood stained the gap around the gap. It is the trace left by the Hidden Blade attack. This was something that was picked out to be thrown away, but now it can still exert new effects in this way.

The abandoned passageway hides an imperceptible stone door behind the storage room of the Assassin's headquarters. It took a long time for Yousef to pull the wrench inside. When the door opened, the smell of decaying dust rushed into his face. He seemed to think he was facing a grotto in the wild. Maybe there was nothing in between the two. The big difference-they are all abandoned and rarely populated.

"Be careful here... Damn, what the **** is this." Yousef pressed his nose, his brows almost frowning. "Well, if we can stay here until this incident passes, I must clear this **** passage. I suspect that I heard the sound of a rat."

"I think the mouse will only starve to death here." Zelin tightened his mouth. Every time he takes a step, his boots will be covered by the rising dust, making him seem to be walking in the clouds and mist at this time. He closed his mouth but still seemed to be able to taste the dust. "But I agree with you, Yusuf, this passage really should be cleared...is it here?"

The passage was in the shape of a V. After advancing about 30 meters on a **** with a very low slope, the light of torches dispelled the darkness, exposing an iron gate that had long been stained brown with rust. Zelin bent down, stretched out the torch, and found the outline of the door bolt in the rust that almost made the iron door and the door frame merge into one.

"This is it, Master." Yusuf coughed heavily. He stretched out his hand and swiped it **** the door bolt, revealing a faint metallic luster underneath. "We don't have a key, maybe your sword is sharp, master, but I have never heard of a sword that can do it..."

Yousef swallowed the remaining half of the sentence back into his stomach, and saw Zelin hung the torch in a bracket fixed on the wall, pulled out the black blade, and after making two gestures, aimed at the door. Shuan slashed hard. Accompanied by a resounding echo, the rusty doorbolt was severed in the cold light of the blade.

Zelin shook his numb right hand and stretched out his hand to open the broken door bolt. The door shaft that hadn't turned for decades made a piercing rubbing sound. Then, cool air poured in for this ups and downs. Bring a long-lost fresh breath.

"Follow the plan we made, Yusuf, Ezio and I will be back soon."

The efficiency of the Brotherhood of Assassins was once again shown. After discussing this matter, everyone immediately started their own work in an orderly manner. The assassins have to behave as usual, but Yousef is ready to retreat. If the situation is not right, Zelin will fire a signal arrow at Topkapi Palace, and the assassins will quickly evacuate. Perhaps this is a loss, but compared with the badly damaged Knights Templar, the Brotherhood’s remaining power is enough to allow them to establish reliable branches in other cities in the Ottoman Empire. The Brotherhood does not need a territory, they are an organization. , As long as people are still there, they can continue to survive.

When Zelin held a torch and bent down and walked into the secret passage built hundreds of years ago, Ezio also sorted out his belongings. After packing the letter to be sent to Claudia and the keys to Masyaf Library in the package, walk out the door of the Assassin's headquarters.

Chapter 1321 Warm but Cold Place

Topkapi Palace.

This has become the most frequent place for demon hunters besides the headquarters of the assassins. Who will enter the palace three times in a row without any invitation in less than two months? Maybe many people walked into this palace without an invitation letter before. Of course, the weeds on their graves might already be knee-high.

Ezio entered the Topkapi Palace under the **** of two Sultan soldiers. The palace's defenses were more severe than before, and there were full-on guard guards everywhere. Zelin stood on the tower closest to the outer wall of the palace, watching Ezio walking into the palace. Selim brought back a new army and used them to replace many of the Sudanese soldiers in the palace. It is not easy to enter the palace again, but fortunately, no matter what level he raises the palace's guard, Selim and his generals cannot consciously guard against invaders who use magic.

While a sentinel under the city wall was distracted by the action of Aksi Fayin, Zelin grabbed the edge of the city wall with both hands and pulled himself up. Perhaps it was to be wary of the assassins. There were many more sentinels under the outer wall of Topkapi Palace, and no one could get close to the palace within 50 meters. However, a distracted sentry would not notice that someone walked past him and climbed up the city wall behind him.

With a light sigh, there are not many opportunities for this kind of climbing the city wall. But if possible, Zelin was more willing to walk past the main entrance. Crouching halfway behind the battlements, the vertical pupil of the demon hunter quickly scanned the garden and promenade in front of him. In the past, there were many fewer servants everywhere, replaced by heavily armed soldiers. It can be seen that the Selim Sultan has little sense of security, and this palace is no different from the fortress now.

Zelin's gaze finally stopped on a stone road in the middle. He noticed that Ezio's figure had stopped there, and had a conversation with another man in a red and black robe who had been waiting there for a while. The soldiers didn't. Urging or blocking, it can be inferred that Selim's trust in the person who talked with Ezio would not be suspected by Selim because of his account with Ezio.

Ezio didn't talk with the man for long, and when the guard patrolling on the wall approached Zelin's hiding place, he continued to walk into the palace under the care of two Sudanese soldiers. But the interlocutor did not leave, but stood still, with his hands behind his back, looking left and right.

Zelin took a deep breath. The cold air made him sober, and then rethinked in his heart the retreat plan he had prepared in advance. After making sure that there were no obvious loopholes in it, he walked towards Ezio. Place to go.

A simple but noble robe swayed slightly in the night breeze, and Sulaiman had his hands behind him, and he looked confident. He looked at the demon hunter walking towards him, carefully looking at him from head to toe, and then from the foot to the head, his eyes flashed with keen interest.

"You must have been mentioned by Mr. Ezio, a mercenary from Britain. I have heard of you."

"It's Wales." Zelin took out the geographical knowledge he had learned during this period. "It's an honor to meet you, Your Highness Suleiman." He doesn't know if the Ottoman Empire has the same complicated etiquette as the Nilfgaard Empire in his world, but it is always right to be humble.

"I heard that you were hired by an employer to come here for a statue?" Sulaiman put his hand on his chest and asked curiously. "Is it some kind of very old statue?"

Zelin regretted that he shouldn't use a commission that didn't sound too important to prevaricate others. It is estimated that no one would think that it was so secret that it could not be said, but this made it difficult for the demon hunter to answer. But Zelin, who has seen many similar scenes, did not hesitate. "No, it is of little value to other people, but it is priceless to my employer." He thought of Avalak's words. "It once belonged to her, belonged to her ethnic group, but was lost later, so she hoped that I could help her find it. That statue is a few years old."

He didn't tell a lie.

"Ah, is it a family sculpture? I understand." Suleiman nodded. "You are willing to travel from Europe to the Middle East for a lost family sculpture for a friend. It is really worthy of admiration. But I must tell you that breaking into Topkapi Palace privately is a capital crime. The prisoner is seeing the dawn of the next day. Qian will be hanged on the gallows outside the city gate."

"If a person is hanged, he will not be thrown to death." Zelin shrugged. "I think there will be more important work to be done on the gallows tomorrow."

"Invading a palace privately is no different from treason."

"Then I have to add another wanted criminal identity."

Suleiman snorted softly, "If my uncle had your mentality, he wouldn't be lost in that ridiculous temple dream."

Suleiman is fairly easy-going, but Zelin is not here to chat with people. "I am here for only one purpose. I think your Royal Highness should know about it."

"Of course I know. I want to know another thing. How much did the assassins spend to hire you? I don't know how you got in, but you don't have any pretense on you. It's not luck to be able to fool all the guards. "Suleiman didn't have any guards around him, as if he didn't know that the person in front of him was carrying a weapon, and he could attack him at any time before the guards rushed over. He is very confident, maybe this confidence is not unreasonable.

"There is no need to blame the guards. Your Majesty, for their level, they have done a good job. As for the employment, I think it's just for a meal. He is my friend. I will naturally provide help in times of difficulty. It's not an employment relationship, we are friends, that's all. If this relationship must be measured by money, I think Ezio must have paid a price that is enough to fill the imperial treasury." Zelin spread his hands. "If your father hadn't summoned Ezio tonight, I wouldn't want to leave the warm stove on this icy night and come to this icy palace."

Suleiman looked around, the palace fireplace near the corridor was full of flames, and the cold in the walls was dissipated. There was no coldness at all. To be precise, the whole Constantinople was not more comfortable than here. But Suleiman was a smart man, and he immediately understood the meaning of Zelin's words.

"I assure you that there will be nothing unpleasant tonight. My father hates the Byzantines and the Knights Templar. If the Brotherhood can continue to deal with them, he will try to make himself forget the existence of the Brotherhood. . Please come with me, I know a very good listening position." Suleiman didn't forget to add one last sentence. "Don't worry, my father doesn't know that place either."

The first thousand three hundred and twenty-two chapters farewell

Zelin didn't know how Selim would react if he knew that his son was talking and laughing privately with someone who could be called a completely rebel, but Suleiman had his own opinion. Judging from his age, it is rare for a young man under twenty to achieve this level.

"Tomorrow morning, my father will announce to the citizens as the new Sultan and mourn my grandfather. Starting tomorrow, this palace will be refurbished. This should be the last day. I can call this a secret road. . Go here."

Suleiman walked to a huge bust painting, he raised his head, and the moonlight from the window illuminates half of the man's face in the painting. The eyes hidden in the shadow seemed to be looking down at them.

"I think your father should have already thought about his brother's epitaph?"