The place with light is convenient for darkness.

Just like the shadow of objects reflected under light, this is an inevitable rule that no country can avoid.

This is true for a sacred empire or a small country with only a few towns in remote areas.

In the Holy Empire, the proportion of this "darkness" is generated far more than other areas.

There is no shortage of such a situation in the vast territory. Countless bandits are intricately tied to the empire. Some of them fall into persecution by the persecution of themselves as nobles, while others are born to be evil, but it is undeniable that they all brought trouble to the empire. Even though the empire spends a high cost every year to rectify, they still cannot fundamentally solve the problem. When the empire's army goes, the bandits only need to sneak into the jungle to avoid it, and then slowly appear after the army leaves.

Unless there are strong people like Sidney who carry out continuous siege, they can achieve fundamental effects. But the possibility of this is almost zero. Although there are many strong people in the empire, it is impossible to use strong people like Sidney to attack bandits if they want to maintain the stability of the empire.

However, just recently, news of the robbers being attacked came.

Countless bandits were in panic.

"This is the eighth place! The eighth place to fall!"

The settlement in the south is a well-known bandit organization in the Holy Empire.

Often when someone edits and ranks the bandits, the organization can always hover in the first and second place.

The second reason is not that there is a more powerful bandit organization that surpasses it, but because it is like a hunter, knowing how to "hide in the day and out at night". It will always disappear for a while, like accumulating strength, and it will bring more trouble when it reappears. Once, the family of the Imperial Marquis transferred the territory under the impact of the bandit organization of the Southern Tribe, which is enough to show the horror of this bandit organization.

But now, the southern settlements are gathering together, and their organization is being attacked by unknown people for something that has happened.

The reason why they are unknown is that they are even clear about who they are attacked.

There are only twenty-four settlements in the entire southern settlement, but now it has decreased by about one-third, but it still knows nothing about the enemy. This is the reason why we are in panic now. No one wants to die so unclear.

In the conference hall, the leaders of the remaining settlements gathered together, and sixteen leaders gathered together.

"A full third of people disappeared without understanding!"

"We are a cruel southern settlement. Often we are the only ones torture others. When did we encounter such a situation? It is obvious that ordinary people cannot do such things. It must be something the empire does!"

"Or what we should continue to retreat into the forest as usual?"

The leaders argued.

Only Alvin, who was the first to be the leader, did not express any opinion.

Like the relatively quiet name, Alvin's image also appears quiet. At first glance, he looks more like a man influenced by the sea of ​​books than a leader of a vicious bandit organization.

"Have you still not caught the other party's clue?"

Alvin's voice was very quiet, but it made people look over involuntarily.

Everyone looked at Alvin with a sense of uneasiness, especially one of the leaders.

The bloated and fat body had already trembled unconsciously, and his legs seemed to be unable to bear his weight, which made him stagger.

"Chief, it's not my fault, it's the guy who attacked is too strong." The fat man seemed to want to excuse himself with words.

Alvin slowly stood up, holding a dagger in his hand, and his gently swung his arm to danced. The dagger with a cold light made the fat man feel even more nervous.

Compared to him, the other leaders were not much better, and they lowered their heads and showed nothing.

Alvin walked to the fat man and threw the dagger down.

"It is indeed a bit difficult for you to deal with a powerful enemy, but the rules are set by people and naturally they have to be followed by them. You should be clear about what to do."

The crisp sound echoed in the man's ears with cold words.

He looked at the big leader Alvin, and there was still a smile on his face, but this smile was so cunning.

The man was silent. As one of the leaders of the settlement, he naturally knew the character of the great leader Alvin. No words could change his decision at this moment, so there was only one thing he could do.

The fat man calmly grabbed the dagger and turned the tip of the knife towards his heart. His movements seemed slow, as if he was terrified of death.

Suddenly, his wrist turned and the dagger suddenly stabbed towards Alvin.

This action was very fast, and even the other leaders present did not react, but the result did not change.

The fat man lay on the ground inexplicably, with blood flowing under him.

"How could this be?" he said with a meager strength.

"Convert, a small magic of space."

Alvin explained that he took the dagger from the fat man lying on the ground and set a good example.

He stabbed his heart in the direction of the knife, but one end of the dagger crossed the space and stabbed the fat man's heart, completely ending his remaining life.

The other leaders watched in silence at everything Alvin did, as if they were accustomed to it.

After Alvin dealt with the fat man, the other leaders breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, Alvin is not a bloodthirsty person, but a peerless and vicious person with principles.

The young Alvin loved books. Because his father was a well-known doctor in the town, he entered the aristocratic library at the age of ten to do odd jobs. At the age of ten, he awakened his talent for space magic. Alvin, who knew this, secretly stole the aristocratic magic books for self-study by using his miscellaneous work and replaced them with the rest of the books.

Until he was twelve years old, he had learned the magic collected by the Earl Noble, and used his self-taught magic to do something that defiled the Earl's daughter. Although he blinded the Earl's daughter's eyes, Evan still didn't feel safe. Many of the exploratory magic can detect the results through breath, so he killed the woman again.

When he returned home, Alvin did another thing, which was to kill his parents. Although his hiding was done well, his father and mother still discovered that he had stolen books. It was forbidden to take books away in the aristocratic library, and Alvin could always have new books to watch at home. If the count's people came to ask, based on the information found and the magical aura left on the scene, it could be inferred that Alvin was the murderer. He did not use magic to deal with his parents' bodies, but used the knowledge learned from the books to put them into the processed ice water to stagger the time of death.

After doing these things, Alvin came to the Count.

Because his father was an earl hired a doctor, he easily met the earl.

Alvin had only one thing to do, which was to inform the count about someone entering the library. He was wearing a black robe, his body was covered under the robe, and he knocked himself out and sneaked into the library where he collected magic books.

Faced with Alvin's explanation, the Count did not care too much. At this moment, what he cared more was his disappearing daughter.

On the next day, news came that Evan's parents died and the Count's daughter died. Evan, who was discovered, was also discovered to be penetrated by a dagger with magic traces. If the organ had not happened to be opened a little, he would have been unable to survive.

The Count who learned all this was crazy!

He believed that it was everything that the magician in black robe reported by Alvin.

Looking at Alvin who was crying heartbrokenly, he felt even more guilty. It seemed that his inattention led to the tragedy. He asked someone to teach Alvin and gave him a large pension.

Everyone thought so, until Alvin killed the Count and left the territory. On the day of killing the Count, Alvin cut off the Count and paid tribute to his parents' grave. At the same time, he left a flower and a quote in front of the noble girl's grave, "You are beautiful, I'm sorry."

Alvin's story is like a legend of a murderous man. After one bizarre thing, he established the Southern settlement and completely gained a foothold in the empire. He used the military management method to manage the Southern settlement, a thief organization, to provide them with daily military training, basic knowledge of crisis exploration, and even including the granting of magic and the stimulation of material rewards, and to make the thieves obey according to strict rules.

When he plundered, he often left food to people in towns and tribes to survive, some stayed in their original residence, and others rushed to other territories, and allowed bandits to mingle among these people to find out the next place they wanted to plunder.

This is a complete evil man, but also a principled evil man.

"Every ten meters, there is a sentinel point. The guys who can solve the sentinel point in an instant are not something we can provoke now. Retreat into the forest, forget your identity, disguise yourself as a tribe, and wait for me to assemble." Aiwen said to the other leaders.

This measure is obviously not the first time it has been implemented.

The other leaders nodded and did not ask how to implement it.

At this moment, the outside sentinel blew the whistle.

"Is the attack coming?" The leaders were a little nervous when they heard the whistle.

"It shouldn't be possible to blow the whistle," said Alvin, "but who will come to us?"

Soon, a bandit came to the outside of the conference hall and went to report the information.

"The great leader, a bard named Ranfrik, wants to come and tell us a story."

Alvin had a smile on his face, but the other leaders were angry.

"What a bard! There is no time to listen to him tell stories at this time. Isn't it enough to drive that guy away? What are you asking?"

"But the problem is... he can't drive away, he can use magic similar to the big boss."

"Space Magic?" Alvin spoke out.

The other leaders consciously silenced.

"Then let him come in and tell a story." Alvin changed his words.

After the bandit was responsible for conveying the message, they quickly brought Ranfrik over.

The moment Ranfrik walked into the conference hall, all the leaders were subconsciously stunned.

The answer is obvious, because of his appearance, they involuntarily feel ashamed of themselves.

Even Alvin was no exception, his smile unconsciously restrained.

"You want to tell a story?" Alvin continued.

"A story that has happened and is happening," Ranfrik replied.

"Tell me, look."

"I won't say it for free." Ranfrik bargained.

Entering a large camp full of bandits, he responded with such confident words.

Either he is a fool or he is prepared, and Alvin is more looking forward to the latter.

"What do you want? I have these treasures, women or magic books."

Ranfrik shook his head, "I only have wine."

"It's not easy? You can take away all the wine here."

As a bandit, how could it be that there was a shortage of wine? Even the conference hall was filled with wine at this moment, but no one dared to drink happily before Alvin spoke.
To be continued...