Chapter 133 132 Killer Organization

Chapter 133 132. Killer Organization

Kingdom, imperial city.

"Your Majesty, a killer organization has emerged recently and killed a large number of nobles. It is recommended that they be arrested and brought to justice immediately." A noble said.

"Yes, if this continues, the people will panic. We have guards, so it may not be easy for the assassins to succeed, but it is hard to say about ordinary people." Another noble added fuel to the fire.

"And, Your Majesty, if you leave it alone, I'm afraid the nobles won't have the energy to manage the affairs of the court."

The king on the stage supported his chin. He was not the future king. Most of the power was still in his hands, and the nobles had to act according to his mood.

The scene fell silent and the nobles were very nervous. When the killer killed people, he would leave a clue, that is, they had been to Bazhi's entertainment venue before.

This made the nobles who were still alive and had been there very nervous, fearing that they would not be able to make their suggestions early enough.

"But I'm sure you all know the evidence left by the killers." The king's words instantly made the atmosphere at the scene drop to the bottom.

"injustice…"

"Don't tell me you're innocent. I only care about the results. It's easy to get the guards to take action. You need to pay for your crimes." The king said coldly. He needed to take back power appropriately, and he knew that the nobles would definitely hand it over.

At this time, some nobles' faces were as black as the bottom of a pot. They also knew that they had no way out. If they did not hand it over, the king's guards would not be dispatched, and their lives would be in danger. They had to give up part of their power in exchange for survival, or die with the power and finally have the king take it all back. The nobles on the scene knew very well what to choose.

In the end, these nobles handed over part of their power, but they had already cursed Eight Fingers and the assassin organization in their hearts. There was no doubt that if they wanted to turn things around, they would have to work harder for the king.

After the morning court session, some nobles did not leave. The king asked coldly, "What will you do next?"

"Let the king decide." The remaining nobles did not dare to act recklessly. They had reason to suspect that the deaths of those nobles were arranged by the king, but they had no evidence.

The king began to talk about the general arrangements for the next step: "Okay, then the next step is..."

……

Nearly a year had passed since the Eight Fingers of the Kingdom. Luo Er looked at the map and the red dots on the map with some interest. It turned out that this was the feeling of farming. It was so cool.

Qinuo also became busy. She was the boss of the assassin organization. The people under her came from all over the world, a mixed crowd, and there were even nobles from various countries.

Of course, those people can only accept tasks and complete them, but they cannot get in touch with their core at all. The ones who secretly organize intelligence are the Iron Spiders, and they will not let go of any clues. On the surface, it is the women she has trained.

These women were abducted, trafficked, and experienced hellish pain. They hated the nobles to the core. In addition, since Qino was their savior, they were willing to do things for Qino. Moreover, if they followed Qino, they would have protection and make money, which was a three-pronged approach.

Luo Er and Qinuo were separated for a month for the first time. When they met again, Qinuo hugged him directly and said, "Luo Er, I missed you so much."

"Yeah." Luo Er patted her on the back.

After a long while, the two let go of each other. After starting their careers, they were both very busy. Luo Er was busy expanding the assassin organization and had been idle for decades. This was his first time intervening in this world. He wanted to know what Momoga would think when he came across his assassin organization more than a hundred years later. "How's the progress?"

"It went smoothly. Those bastards finally got something to do." Qinuo chuckled. After the nobles were busy, they basically had no time to bully the girl. She still had to work hard to make this common enemy bigger and stronger, so that the other party would be afraid of her.

"How are the people down there?"

"They deeply hate the nobles who bullied them, so naturally they work very hard."

"Well, next, the Killer Organization needs to continue expanding. Just like the Adventurer's Guild, they will be the next opponents." Luo's expression was solemn. The Adventurer's Guild had stood for hundreds of years and had a profound foundation. It would be very difficult for a new organization to get a piece of the pie.

As for the various countries, he naturally didn't care. He could absorb as many people as possible. After all, when they brought in money, it would only strengthen their organizations instead of destroying them.

"Then I will continue to develop my business and build up my reputation." Qinuo quickly knew what he had to do. The greater the reputation, the easier it would be for Roll to control him.

"Well, let's split up next."

"We have to separate again." Qinuo complained a little, but then realized the urgency of the matter, left in a hurry, and started her busy work.

Luo Er frowned, he didn't plan to take action. Since he didn't want Qino to be a vase, he couldn't restrict her in every way. However, from the information he collected in the kingdom, the king who founded the kingdom was not simple. He wanted to know what Qino would do.

Soon, the kingdom's counterattack came. At present, the king's power was so overwhelming that there was no need to use the killer organization anymore. The next step was to eliminate this organization.

Now in the kingdom, Qinuo frowned, but because she was wearing a mask, no one knew who she was. It was better to say that all the members of the killer organization wore masks, which was an internal rule.

"Should we contact Luo Er?" This was the first thing that came to Qinuo's mind, but she quickly rejected it. She didn't want to be Luo Er's vase.

She also had information provided by Roll. The reason for the assassins' failure was simple. The King's Guards had been waiting around the target for the past few days, and one of the assassins was killed.

The intelligence also recorded why the other party knew their target. The reason was very simple. During this period, Qinuo killed all the nobles who had been to Eight Fingers before.

If the king does a little investigation, he can easily connect the two. As long as he protects this group of nobles, it will be easy to stop the attacks of ordinary killers.

Qinuo quickly decided on the next direction. These nobles would not move for the time being. They would look at anonymous commissions, accept orders and complete them according to the commissions. What they had to do now was to confuse the kingdom.

"It would be easy if I could do it myself." Keno lay on the table, feeling a little lost. Currently, she only had one person who had reached the hero level, and the others were just small fry.

After making the decision, Qinuo quickly conveyed the order to her subordinates. As for the undercover sent by the kingdom, she didn't care. They needed to wear a mask to enter, and this mask had a function of positioning and recording. With this ability, if the other party reported it, she would know it clearly.

"Is this the trick? Then how are you going to respond to the kingdom's next move, Qino?" Luo murmured as he looked at the picture in the mirror. The kingdom was his test, and now he was looking at this country from a God's perspective.

"It's not bad to fail occasionally." Luo Er also left home and planned to go to the chaotic Kingdom of the Council, a country where the guardian dragon had died. It would be most appropriate for him to develop his killer organization there. He wanted to achieve one thing: by the time Momonga came, his organization would be deeply rooted in the world, surprising Momonga.

(End of this chapter)