Ch. 235 Piece of Eden

"Don't bother with the hidden blade; that thing won't be of any use against me," Russell said slowly, using his X-ray vision to glance at Callum's wrist.

He wasn't afraid of hidden blades, just as he wasn't afraid of bullets or missiles. Hidden blades might be a stylish weapon for assassinations, but their power wasn't particularly strong. In terms of sheer power, using a hidden blade was no different from using a dagger.

Upon hearing Russell's words, Callum's expression became even more alert.

If hearing the name of the Assassin Brotherhood from Russell had already surprised him, now, when Russell casually mentioned his hidden blades, his vigilance reached its peak.

There were only two types of people who would use hidden blades: members of the Assassin Brotherhood and members of the Templar Order.

Callum could be a hundred percent sure that Russell wasn't an Assassin, leaving only the possibility of him being a member of the Templar Order.

Although Callum didn't say anything at the moment, his current expression made his thoughts clear to Russell.

Wait a minute!

Is Callum really this foolish?

Do I look like a member of the Templar Order?

Seeing Callum's vigilant expression and his readiness to act at any moment, Russell couldn't help but sigh.

"Um, was the Assassin's Creed game developed and published by your organization?"

Although Russell's pronunciation was clear and he spoke very clearly, when he asked this question, Callum and Winston exchanged puzzled looks.

Assassin's Creed game?

What kind of game was that?

"Don't you guys play games normally?"

Russell continued to inquire.

Although Callum didn't answer him, Russell already knew the answer.

From Callum's expression, it was clear that he had no knowledge of the existence of the Assassin's Creed game.

Since it wasn't developed and published by the Brotherhood, that left only the possibility of it being affiliated with the Templar Order.

No, it might not even be affiliated with the Templar Order. Perhaps it was simply developed by someone who had knowledge of the history between the Brotherhood and the Templars.

While there weren't many people who knew about the rivalry between the Brotherhood and the Templars, especially among those from long-standing families, it wasn't exactly a secret either.

"What is this Assassin's Creed game you're talking about?"

Callum asked, looking at Russell with suspicion.

"It's an action-adventure game that can be played on platforms like PSP, PS3, PC, and so on. It's currently in its third installment, Assassin's Creed: Brotherhood," Russell explained casually.

"The main story of the game revolves around the Assassin Brotherhood's struggle against the Templar Order."

"It's a very good action-adventure game. If you're interested, you can give it a try."

Russell spoke nonchalantly.

After he finished speaking, Callum's brow furrowed even deeper.

Although he had just heard of the Assassin's Creed game, as soon as he learned that the main story was about the Assassin Brotherhood opposing the Templar Order, he had a bad feeling about it.

Like Russell, he had initially suspected that the game had been developed specifically by the Templar Order. However, upon further thought, he dismissed that notion.

The Templar Order had no reason to do such a thing.

While they were not as secretive as the Assassin Brotherhood, they had also toned down their actions in the modern era and were no longer as high-profile as they had been in the Middle Ages. After all, times had changed.

If the Templar Order continued to maintain their high-profile approach from the Middle Ages, they would be dealt with by official government agencies, and they didn't need the Assassin Brotherhood's intervention for that.

"You've provided valuable information. I need to report to my organization as soon as possible. Here's my contact information, Mr. Bradley. If you need anything, feel free to contact me at any time."

With that, Callum took out a card with only a number on it from his pocket and handed it to Russell.

Russell took the card after a few seconds of contemplation.

While he didn't have much interest in the Assassin Brotherhood, he was very interested in the legendary Piece of Eden.

The Piece of Eden were not just limited to Apples of Eden. In addition to the Apples of Eden, there were also items like the Sword of Eden, the Staves of Eden, the Holy Grail, the Spear of Destiny, the Philosopher's Stone, the Spear of Leonidas, the Sword of Damocles, the Staff of Hermes, and more.

Although most of these Piece of Edenwere lost, even finding just one or two of them would be a good haul.

For example, the Sword of Eden, which could ensure victory in any war for its wielder; the Staves of Eden, which could control human thoughts and physical actions; and the Holy Grail, which could grant its possessor eternal life.

Even if these Piece of Eden didn't live up to their legendary status, collecting them as artifacts would still be a great choice.

"I look forward to our next meeting," Russell said with a smile as he accepted the card from Callum.

Callum nodded and left the office without looking back.

After seeing Callum leave without a word, Winston's expression became somewhat grim.

Although the order to arrest Perkins and the others had been issued by the High Table, it was Winston who had executed the operation. Regardless of how you looked at it, this was New York, and without Winston's cooperation, the operation would not have gone so smoothly.

Setting aside other factors, just in terms of equipment and intelligence, these direct operatives would not have been able to handle it on their own.

Without Winston's help, even with their considerable skills, they would not have been able to capture fourteen well-known hitmen in just half a day.

After all, anyone who had made a name for themselves in this business was not simple.

In addition to having the strength to complete assignments, they also had the strength to ensure that they were not backstabbed by their peers.

New hitmen hoping to rise to prominence by stepping on the corpses of their predecessors were not a rare sight.

"He's gone now. Do you have anything else to say?"

Winston asked, looking somewhat resigned.

He was still quite dissatisfied with Callum's behavior.

He had brought the order from the High Table, and the first one to leave after Russell's arrival was him. More importantly, judging from Russell's current behavior, he had no intention of holding Callum accountable.

This meant that he would have to take the blame on behalf of the High Table and Callum.

"You don't need to be so nervous; I'm not an unreasonable person."

"This whole thing was a direct order from the High Table, and while you're the manager of the Continental Hotel in New York, you can't directly defy the High Table's orders."

Russell spoke calmly.

Seeing his current expression, Winston's face improved slightly.

Although he still didn't know what Russell was thinking, from the current situation, Russell didn't seem to have any immediate plans to take action.

"Get to the point, what's your plan?"

Winston asked Russell directly.

"Before, you seemed quite interested in the High Table's position. Do you still want it now?"

Russell asked with a smile.