After much deliberation, Leslie finally took out a blueprint from his pocket and handed it to the other party.
Clarence slowly unfolded the drawings, looked at the map and the marked times, and nodded with a smile: "Thanks to your master's position, your relationship with the guards has really helped me a lot! Hmm... the schedule for the Advent Mass the day after tomorrow, and the personnel distribution map of the church square, perfect, this is exactly what I wanted."
Leslie pulled on his hood and said solemnly, "Elder, please remember your promise. From now on, please do not disturb Lord Alfonso's life."
After saying this, Leslie turned and disappeared at the end of the sewer.
"Why not kill him here?"
Sabrina emerged from the darkness, tilting her head as she asked Clarence.
The latter looked at the blueprint in his hand and explained: "First, if we kill him now, and he doesn't see his servant for two days, it will arouse Alfonso's suspicion; second, Leslie is not as stupid as you think. As far as I know, he makes preparations before each meeting with us; third, this child will still be of some use to us in the future."
Sabrina shrugged noncommittally, leaned over to look at the blueprints, and said, "Although we now have the venue layout and the ceremony schedule, look at this: the guards around the king add up to almost two regiments, not to mention there will definitely be sentries and spies in the crowd. We simply cannot get close to him."
"Approach him? Who told you we were supposed to actively approach him?"
Sabrina looked at Clarence with suspicion: "If we don't go looking for him, do you expect him to fall from the sky?!"
Clarence looked at the giant, wriggling bloodworms on the wall of the room, turned to Sabrina and smiled, "You're right."
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