I have a Mount and Blade panel and I kill people in the Game of Thrones

"Faceless Man? Lord Leon, who do you want to assassinate?" As the merchant spoke, he took a step back unnoticeably, obviously feeling a hint of threat from Leon's eyes.

Seeing that the businessman did not answer the question directly, Lyon immediately had the answer in his mind.

"It seems that there is a Faceless Man on your ship."

Lyon muttered to himself, but the merchant did not hear his words. Then he looked at the big ship on the sea with serious eyes.

Based on Maude's previous attitude, Leon guessed that the faceless men he would meet next, including Maude, might be one of the three waves of assassins who would kill him.

Instead of sitting and waiting for death, it is better to take the initiative, so that you can still have a little initiative.

Facing the assassination attempt by the Faceless Man, Leon never considered asking for help. What if the Faceless Man pretended to be his subordinate and shot him in the back?

So when facing the Faceless Men, strength in numbers is not an advantage?

"Sir, do you need help?" The merchant saw Lyon looking at his boat with a bad expression, so he asked timidly.

"Can I go aboard your boat?"

Although Lyon made his application to the ship owner in a respectful tone, his actions left no room for negotiation.

He walked directly to a small boat owned by a wealthy businessman and waved to the businessman to follow and lead the way.

"Lord Lyon, if you like my goods, I can make a list for you to review. There's no need to get on board, right?" The merchant took out an exquisite handkerchief and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead imperceptibly.

"According to the laws of the Seven Kingdoms, the Faceless Men are the most despicable assassins and murderers. As the coach of the Night's Watch, I will certainly not let such lawless criminals go unpunished." Lyon sternly told the merchant the nonsense laws of the kingdom that he had made up. At the same time, he grabbed the merchant and ordered the boatman to start the boat.

After weighing the pros and cons of the swords in the hands of his boss and the unfamiliar Night Watch commander, the boatman decisively decided to sail.

"Don't be ridiculous. The kingdom doesn't have such a law. Moreover, there must be solid evidence to accuse someone of murder. Besides, there really is no Faceless Man on my ship!"

While the small boat was rowing slowly towards the big ship, the merchant was still trying to persuade Lyon to turn back.

But Leon turned a deaf ear to him. Perhaps he got annoyed by the end, so he pulled out a piece of the Black and White Kiss, and the businessman immediately shut up.

However, after boarding the ship, the merchant, who was sweating profusely, straightened his back and looked at Leon coldly, saying: "Since you are well versed in the laws of the kingdom, I wonder if you know the laws of Braavos? On the sea, the deck of every ship is the mobile territory of the Free Trade City-State. I can forgive you for coming uninvited, but if you make any hostile behavior, it will be regarded as a provocation to the Free Trade Castle."

After hearing the merchant's threatening words, Leon shrugged indifferently, "It doesn't matter. Call everyone on your ship to the deck. I want to check."

"You...I've already told you, there are no Faceless Men on my ship at all." The merchant was irritated and angry by Leon's attitude. Hearing the movements of the two men, several sailors who were watching the fun also gathered around to cheer for their boss.

"Anything else?" Lyon glanced at the sailors around him. Although these men's eyes were full of resentment, Lyon could not see any unusual murderous intent in their eyes.

Perhaps it was out of helplessness. Anyway, the merchant who was unable to persuade Lyon finally called all the sailors on the ship, including the captain, to the deck, so that Lyon would give up completely and leave quickly.

However, after Lyon looked at these people one by one, he did not feel the same disgusting aura from them as he did from Maode.

"Philin Flowers, how many people are on your ship?" Lyon asked after seeing the merchant's name on the contract.

The impatient merchant, who had long been tormented by Leon, replied unhappily: "Including me and the captain, there are 34 in total."

"sure?"

"Of course! If you don't believe me, I'll count for you."

So, the merchant began to count them one by one amid the sailors' cursing.

After just a few minutes, the businessman could no longer conceal the shock on his face, and the sailors started to make a fuss as well.

"Gods of the Seven! Why 35?"

"If there is anyone you don't know, point him out to me."

Lyon drew his sword, stopped the sailors from making noise, and asked the merchant to step forward to identify them. After hesitating for a moment and thinking about the pros and cons, the merchant began to identify them, and every time he identified a person, he brought that person out.

Soon, only two sailors were left, and the terrifying thing was that these two sailors looked exactly the same.

Now, the sailors could no longer suppress their panic and they all picked up their weapons and pointed them at the two men.

"Lord Filin! I am the real one, he is the fake one!"

"No, no, no, Master Feilin, I have followed you for three years..."

The two sailors who looked exactly the same were also stunned by the sudden appearance of another me, and they used exactly the same behavior to accuse each other of their identities.

“Are you afraid of offending the Faceless Man?” Leon, holding the Black and White Kiss, turned his head and asked the businessman who was still shocked. Then, without waiting for his reply, he walked straight towards a sailor.

Looking at the sword in Lyon's hand, the sailor swallowed and waved his hands repeatedly to indicate that he was not fake. At the same time, he loudly told the merchant some of his past experiences, trying to verify his true identity.

But Lyon was concentrating on being careful of the sailor's counterattack while stabbing with his sword.

Although the sailor wanted to resist, Leon's attack speed was too fast. Before he could draw his knife, Leon's sword had already penetrated his chest.

"I'm sorry, he is real." While drawing the sword, Leon dodged the blood spurting from the sailor's chest by turning sideways perfectly. Then he turned around and explained to the merchant with an apologetic look on his face.

Now, the sailors reacted and looked at the remaining sailor. It was obvious... he was the Faceless Man.