The wind whistled in my ears and the white clouds flew away from me.

“——!”

Accompanied by a clear eagle cry, a magnificent, huge city appeared before our eyes.

At the same time, a deep voice sounded.

When others blindly pursue the truth, remember - everything is empty.

When others are bound by morality or law, remember - everything is permitted.

We walk in darkness and serve the light.

We are... Assassins.

“Boom!”

Fang Zheng slowly landed on the roof of one of the houses and looked at the imperial capital under the night sky.

Under the moonlight, the city looked so dim, prosperous, and full of a foul smell.

Northern Empire... Although I have no grudge against you, in order to help Felt, well... it's better for you to die sooner rather than later.

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng raised his head. In front of him, the world immediately changed into a blurry space of black and white. Undead spirits and hatred, death and fear, everything emerged from it. Soon, Fang Zheng locked onto one direction, then he bent down and quickly flew towards that direction.

The white robe under the moonlight flashed across the roof like a ghost incarnate, and soon, Fang Zheng arrived in front of a secret warehouse in the noble district. The door of the warehouse was closed, and from inside, one could faintly hear screams, angry roars, and cruel laughter.

Outside the warehouse, two soldiers were standing guard. They looked bored and didn't seem to notice that the shadow of death had descended.

The next moment, Fang Zheng jumped down.

He opened his hands and pressed down on the necks of the two soldiers. At the same time, cold sword blades suddenly appeared and pierced through their necks.

Under the hidden sword, all beings are equal.

The two guards died the moment they fell to the ground. Fang Zheng turned around, gently pushed open the door, and flashed in. Then, he quickly saw the scene in the room.

In the dim and cold warehouse, only the candlelight illuminated the darkness. A man in aristocratic clothing stood there with his hands behind his back, looking forward as if he was watching a play. Strictly speaking, there was indeed a play in front of him.

A play called Les Miserables.

"Scream, scream for me!!!"

A gorgeously dressed girl with golden hair was waving a whip vigorously, whipping a girl with long black hair who was hung up in front of her, while the girl gritted her teeth and said nothing. On the other side, a young man was tied up, and a noble lady was holding a notebook, staring at him with a smile, as if she was doing something.

Fang Zheng could clearly see the resentment entangled in these people. Although on the surface, they were just ordinary nobles, the black and purple resentment that soared into the sky proved that these people were executioners with bloody hands.

Fang Zheng slowly walked forward to the back of the noble man, then he stretched out his hand and covered the man's mouth, and then the hidden sword in Fang Zheng's left hand directly pierced the man's back. The man's whole body suddenly stiffened, and then slowly fell backwards. Fang Zheng supported his body and put him on the ground. Then he slowly walked forward again.

The pair who looked like mother and daughter did not seem to notice Fang Zheng's presence. The woman with long golden hair was still absorbed in her work. The young man who was tortured by her seemed to notice Fang Zheng's presence. He widened his eyes and looked a little surprised.

"Huh? What's wrong? What's that expression on your face?"

Looking at the young man's expression, the woman frowned, then she instinctively turned her head and looked behind her.

At the same time, Fang Zheng's hidden blade was already clamped on her neck and flashed away.

The blonde woman's eyes widened in surprise. She opened her mouth, but blood soon gushed out of her mouth. Her hands grasped in the air a few times, and then she fell to the ground weakly.

Fang Zheng glanced at the tied-up young man, then walked forward again, this time he came behind the blonde girl who was excitedly torturing the black-haired girl. It seemed that because the whipping did not have the expected effect, the girl had thrown away the long whip in her hand and began to pick up a branding iron from the stove next to her with great interest.

"I want to see how long you can endure. Maybe I should burn your damn hair..."

Fang Zheng reached out and covered the girl's mouth, then stabbed forward with the hidden blade in his left hand again.

"laugh--"

The girl's blue eyes suddenly widened, and then the next moment, they completely lost their spirit and turned into a pile of inorganic dead things. Fang Zheng bent down and gently put the body in his arms on the ground. Then he raised his head and looked at the black-haired girl who was thrown up. Then Fang Zheng suddenly threw his hand, and a flying knife suddenly flew out, cutting the rope hanging the girl. Then the girl fell heavily to the ground and groaned. When she raised her head, the white cloak had quietly floated over and landed on her body.

“Sayu!!”

At the same time, the young man who had been freed from his restraints also hurried over and helped the girl up.

"How are you?"

"I...I'm fine, how about you, Iyeas?"

"Nothing serious. The woman tried to force-feed me something disgusting, but luckily I didn't drink it."

Hearing her companion's answer, the girl named Shayu also smiled. Then she looked up and saw the figure in the white robe was about to leave.

"That, that!"

Seeing the other person, Shayou hurriedly shouted loudly.

"Thank you so much for saving us!"

After hearing Shayou's answer, Fang Zheng nodded at them.

"Come with me, or leave here. It's your choice."

After saying this, Fang Zheng turned around and walked out of the warehouse. Iyeas and Shayou looked at each other, then they stood up and followed the white figure to leave this space full of blood and death.

The strange death of the nobleman certainly caused a stir in the imperial capital. The next day, many soldiers began to be alert and searched everywhere for the murderer. Of course, it would be a miracle if they could find the murderer.

"I understand your situation."

Fang Zheng withdrew his gaze from the soldiers on the street outside the window, and turned around to look at the two young men behind him. After that, he took the two young men to an empty hiding place, and there, Fang Zheng also learned about their life stories.

They were born in a poor village on the border of the empire, and they originally hoped to make a name for themselves in the imperial capital so that their village would no longer be hungry and poor. But of course, they were not familiar with the situation in the city, so after arriving in the city, they found that they had no way out.

Just when the two didn't know what to do, a noble girl named Alia took them in. They originally thought that this young lady was a good person, but what they didn't expect was that Alia's family was actually a group of demons. They had been using this method to deceive outsiders, luring them into their homes, and then humiliating and killing them for fun.

Shayou and Iyeas also became their prey, but fortunately they were rescued by Fang Zheng in time.

"So what are you going to do next? Are you going to leave here and go back to your village?"

Fang Zheng stared at the two of them.

"This country is corrupt and hopeless. There is no point in you trying to make a name for yourself here. Everything here is a collection of filth and ugliness. If you want my personal advice, you should go back to your village. Even if life may be a little more difficult, at least you will still live a peaceful and tranquil life."

As he spoke, Fang Zheng threw over a bag of coins, which he had found after killing those nobles yesterday.

"Thank you for your advice, but... no, we can't just go back like this..."

Iyeas shook his head.

"So what are you going to do next?"

"us……"

Facing Fang Zheng's question, Shayou and Iyeas were speechless and didn't know what to say. After a moment, Shayou looked at Fang Zheng.

"So you are here, sir...?"

"Eliminate those greedy nobles and officials, as you have seen."

Fang Zheng waved his hand. What he was going to do this time was very simple. Because the Northern Empire was a threat to Lugnica, all Fang Zheng had to do was to prevent the Northern Empire from becoming a threat to Lugnica.

And how to do this?

Of course, it couldn't be simpler. Kill all the corrupt and evil nobles and officials, from the bottom up to the emperor, and make sure that the country would be in chaos and completely ruined. By that time, even if the Northern Empire wanted to do something about Lugnica, it would not be able to act rashly.

According to Fangzheng's experience, it is not easy for such a large country to get back on track. It may take one or two years, or even more than ten years, to stabilize. In particular, they must pray that the surrounding countries that are eyeing them will not take advantage of their fat piece of meat.

"Since you don't want to leave, why don't you join me?"

Having said that, Fang Zheng finally got to the point.

Each soul stone has unique abilities, and so does the one he has. Through the Whispering Banner, Fang Zheng learned that there is a special weapon called "Imperial Tool" in the Northern Empire. In simple terms, it is also a very powerful magic equipment that can only be used by the right people. However, every holder of the Imperial Tool has a very powerful power, and Esdeath is one of them.

Because of this, the rebellion within the Northern Empire had little impact, because most of the powerful imperial instruments and their holders were on the side of the Empire.

But Fang Zheng is different, he doesn't need an imperial weapon, in fact, the soul stone he is currently using can pass on the characteristics of the "assassin" profession to others and let them have the same abilities. In simple terms, the skills of Fang Zheng's soul stone are somewhat similar to the mentors in online games, and players can learn new skills after changing jobs from the mentors.

And as long as they have these skills, even ordinary people like Sau and Iyeas can fight against the wielders of imperial weapons.

So what Fang Zheng has to do in this empire is very simple.

Boy, have you ever heard of a fraternity?