Atlas Battle Song

"My lord, the assassination failed, the man is still alive..."

Hearing the news, the bearded man sitting on the table became furious and slapped the messenger on the face.

"What to do! Didn't you say that you hired the best assassin in the 'Sand Viper'! Didn't you say you were looking for an assassin who never misses!"

"My lord, calm down, 'Sand Viper' is indeed the best assassin organization in Calder..."

"Idiot! How could it fail? Say."

"This... It is said that it felt very smooth at first, but somehow... the assassin we sent was killed instead."

"The assassin was killed? By whom!"

"It's still under investigation," the messenger knelt tremblingly. "The informant in the army doesn't know who it is, but he is a young man with black hair and white skin. He is a foreigner... He killed our killer. The patrol came and disappeared."

"Stranger!"

"Black-haired, white-skinned... imperial people? I'm afraid they have noticed something?" An old man in a purple robe was smoking a hookah.

"What's the purpose of that man? To kill our assassin... From this point of view, it should not be the bodyguard invited by Kidan, otherwise why call the patrol?"

"I heard from the informant that Kiddane himself didn't know that guy. He appeared out of nowhere and then left out of nowhere."

"Go and investigate! We must find out who this person is, what background he is, and who he works for," the man was still furious. "The plan was going well...but he was stabbed. Damn...I have to know that I want that guy to pay for it." cost!"

"Go and check, is it the old governor's person?"

"As ordered."

The messenger saluted the surrounding adults one by one, bowed and stepped back, disappearing into the shadows of the corridor.

The secret meeting was still going on, and all the participants were dressed in fine clothes, wearing gold bracelets of double sheep that symbolized power, and sitting between embroidered mats and cushions.

Power is scattered in the Western Plateau, with many prefectures and city-states, and various forces occupy a mixed position. Dark parties and secret associations are common.But today's secret meeting is unusual, because several forces that have been at odds for a long time have reached a settlement, and sat together calmly to discuss how to deal with the surrogate sent by the suzerain - the new Governor of the Western Plateau.

"Then send someone else to assassinate Kidarn?"

"No, I failed once."

"But if you don't kill him...he will continue to gather the pro-imperial faction to support the new governor. A bunch of dogs."

"Kidahn is a traitor and must die."

"So……"

At this time, an old man with a snake rod interrupted the bloody conversation, saying: "I have opposed the assassination from the very beginning. Master Kiddane is also a good man. Now that your assassination has failed, I am afraid it is God's fault." Willingness. Why don’t you stop now, or you will offend God sooner or later if you insist on going your own way.”

"Listen, Master Mel Harding, even though you are a priest, the doctrine also says that people should be kind with their hearts... But you forgot the murals of the old temple, how did the imperial cavalry snatch the golden gate of the temple? Did you Forgot, how the imperial people brought their main god in, and stood on the ten-square golden throne that originally belonged to the beautiful snake god!"

Thinking of the old temple buried by wind and sand, the aged priest sighed and sat back on his seat.

After an embarrassing silence, the bearded man said:

"In short, don't act rashly. You should wait for the new governor to come and have a look. What if he is also a person who can be bribed and accommodated? Rumors say that the man loves money and sex, and he is not yet married...I have prepared some beauties , and send it to the banquet at the governor's mansion tomorrow night, and make him a concubine. Let's see how that person reacts then."

"That's right. At present, the rumors in the empire are very tight, and no news has come. Whether the new governor is an enemy or a friend... we have to wait and see."

The men whispered.

"I still propose to kill the governor."

Suddenly, a man wearing a silver mask stood up and said.

For a moment, the surroundings were quiet, and no one responded, only the red-gold gauze and incense burner fluttered in the wind.The lords remained calm, each with their own ghosts in their hearts.

"You are joking!" The fat lord wiped his sweat desperately, "Killing the governor will definitely incur the wrath of the empire! Whoever can beat those monster-like Sibyl knights, the empress will order us all to beheaded! Please, sir! Calm down, didn't we agree? Anyone can touch it, but the governor can't touch it!"

The man wearing the silver mask said angrily: "Cowardly! We should kill the lackeys of the empire and unite to make the western plateau independent."

A red-haired female lord laughed: "Independence? You don't think independence, Mr. Antuo? What are you Yaxu doing in the south, who do you associate with, do you really think others are blind?"

The man in the silver mask drew his scimitar: "Then get out, bitch. If it's not for your father and brother's sake, you don't deserve to sit here."

"Okay then," the female lord shrugged with a smile, "I'll go, you guys can continue to discuss. If it's Antuo? What can Mr. Anharan do... Let's show it to us at the banquet at the Governor's Mansion tomorrow night Check it out. I wish you well, I am looking forward to it hahaha."

After all, the red-haired female lord left.

Not long after, the secret meeting among the lords still failed to reach a consensus, and the big shots broke up unhappy.Everyone is anxiously waiting to see what kind of man the new Governor will be at the Governor's Mansion banquet tomorrow night.

The noon sun is fierce, and most people in the West Plateau are taking a lunch break to avoid the heat.

"This group of useless wastes have been discussing for a long time without coming up with an idea."

Coming out of the brothel of the conclave, the man in the silver mask is still plotting to assassinate the governor.He boarded the carriage and told the old servant: "Go, let me look for the place where the mercenaries are active, and see if there is anyone available."

"What kind of mercenaries do you want to choose, Mr. Antuo?"

"I want him to be able to disguise himself as a dancer or an attendant and sneak into the banquet of the governor's mansion. If mercenaries can't do it, go to the assassins to find out if there is such a person..."

The man in the mask thought for a while and continued:

"A man with good looks and strong martial arts."