Assassin's Chronicle - Chapter 432

Chapter 432: Old Friends

"What are you thinking about?" Anfey asked, stroking Suzanna’s hair .

"Nothing," Suzanna said, leaning closer to him . "Just a bit tired . "

"I’m sorry," Anfey said with a sigh . "You really shouldn’t have been a swordsman . "

"What do you mean?" Suzanna asked, confused .

"You’re a strong woman, Suzanna, but a lot of that strength isn’t yours, isn’t it? It’s forced into you . All you want is a peaceful and quiet life," Anfey said with a sigh . "I cannot fathom how rigorous your training must have been . "

Suzanna pursed her lips, then asked, "What about you? What would you do if you had a choice?"

"Me?" Anfey said, smiling . "I like being lazy . I think I would be content being a minor noble, doing nothing but hunting and staring at my maids . "

Suzanna grinned . She pinched Anfey’s arms lightly and asked, "Do you miss those maids? I’m sure Christian can get them to come over . I won’t mind . " She trusted Anfey enough to know that nothing would happen, so she wasn’t worried .

"That reminds me," Anfey said . "I want to get Urter over here to help Alice . He’s a better choice for a chief of staff than Hui Wei . But…"

"You really care about that city, don’t you?"

"Of course," Anfey said . "That is to be our future home, after all . " Country of Mercenaries was important, but so was Violet City and the mysterious labyrinth under it . He couldn’t afford to move Urter at that moment .

"Anfey, shouldn’t I…" Suzanna whispered, but her voice trailed off as if she was too embarrassed to finish .

"What is it?" Anfey asked, confused .

"I…"

"Huh?"

"I… You know!"

"I really don’t!"

Suzanna stamped her foot and said, "About… about a child…"

"Oh!" Anfey said . "Oh . " Suzanna turned her face away and nodded slightly . Anfey smiled . Of course, they were in a war and it was the worst time to have a child . If Suzanna became pregnant, she couldn’t fight the way she had been fighting . He knew that Suzanna wanted to start a family, but that would have to wait until after everything was over .

"Sir, Lady Suzanna," Ye said, knocking on the carriage . "There’s a caravan approaching with a lot of guards . They’re flying the flag of Cloud Chamber of Commerce . "

"Cloud Chamber of Commerce?" Anfey frowned . The name sounded familiar, but he couldn’t remember where he had heard it . "Let’s move out of the way for now . "

Ye slowed the carriage and drove it onto a nearby meadow . He jumped off the carriage, grabbed a waterskin of wine and took a sip, watching the caravan of Cloud Chamber of Commerce approach .

As the caravan approached, Ye saw that the guards all looked very thin, with sallow skin and hollow cheeks . The guards glanced at Ye and the carriage but did not stop or pay him any attention .

Ye grabbed the waterskin again and took another sip of the wine inside . It was cold and he needed the alcohol to keep him warm . However, the waterskin and the scent of wine drew the attention of the guards in front . Before he could put the waterskin away, half a dozen guards turned to him with hungry eyes . These guards were mercenaries from White Mountain City . Because of the zombies, they hadn’t had a good meal in weeks .

"Do you have more wine?" one of the mercenaries called out .

Ye glanced at the mercenaries but did not say anything . He was a quiet person and did not like the mercenary’s attitude .

Ye’s attitude angered the mercenaries, who glanced at each other and suddenly drew their weapons . It was not uncommon for mercenaries to kill each other for food at White Mountain City during the most difficult times . These mercenaries did not mind killing for a sip of wine .

Ye frowned . He was not afraid of the mercenaries, and mercenaries frequently fought over valuable things like magic crystals, but he only had some wine, and this was a caravan, not robbers .

"What is it?" someone in the caravan asked . "Why are we stopping?"

"Someone was threatening us, my lord," one of the mercenaries replied loudly while the rest crept towards Ye with their swords .

Anfey sighed . He glanced at Suzanna and stepped out of the carriage .

"Sir," Ye said when he saw Anfey, and backed up . He did not want any conflict with the mercenaries .

Anfey nodded at Ye and walked towards the carriages of the caravan . He didn’t look at the mercenaries . Suzanna followed him and did not look at the mercenaries either . The mercenaries watched Suzanna with wide eyes . One of them smirked and took a few steps towards Suzanna, but another mercenary grabbed him and shook his head .

"Did my ears betray me?" Anfey asked, stopping in front of one of the carriages . "Lord Arlanga?"

An old man poked his head out of the carriage and looked at Anfey . The old man frowned, trying to recall where he had met Anfey . The mercenaries, seeing that Anfey knew their master, backed away quietly .

"Lord Arlanga was my teacher," Anfey said to Suzanna .

"Really?" Suzanna asked, surprised . She had no memory of this old man .

"Of course," Anfey said with a grin . Arlanga’s eyes suddenly widened as he remembered Anfey .

"You!" the old man exclaimed, wide-eyed .

"Hey, friend…" one of the guards hurried over . Suzanna grabbed the man’s arm and tightened her grip, breaking the guard’s arm . The guard screamed in pain and stumbled back .

Seeing Suzanna attack one of their own, the mercenaries grew angry . They all drew their weapons and surround the two .

"Wait! Wait!" Arlanga said, waving his arms at the mercenaries . He turned to Anfey and Suzanna and said, "This way, sir, my lady . "

Arlanga had become the founder of Cloud Chamber of Commerce because he was a smart man with a vision . He knew what Anfey and Suzanna were capable of, and he did not need to anger them .

"I need to talk with you, Lord Arlanga," Anfey said .

"Of course," Arlanga said, nodding . "Please, this way . " As long as Anfey needed to talk to him, Arlanga could be sure that he had no intention of harming him .

Arlanga led Anfey and Suzanna to another carriage and knocked on its wall . Anfey’s eyes widened when he saw who he sitting in the carriage . He knew the woman . She was a well-known socialite in White Mountain City called Honna . He did not know the name of the man, but he looked very familiar .

"Lady Honna," Anfey said with a smile . "It has been a while . "

"Lord Anfey," Honna said with a sweet smile . "What are the chances that we meet here . "

Anfey glanced at the young man, who smiled and said, "Greetings, Lord Anfey . I’m Edy . "

"Edy? Have we met somewhere?" Anfey asked .

"I do not recall," Edy said slowly . "I’m sure I wouldn’t forget meeting you, my lord . "

"Really?" Anfey asked . He had caught a glimmer of recognition and surprise in Edy’s eyes . He was sure that Edy knew him, but he could not remember where he had met Edy before .