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Shiva stood up and bowed deeply to the master, saying, "Master, thank you very much for your information and advice, and for the support of your Brahman Temple. I will do my best to bring peace to this city."
The master nodded, with a compassionate and firm gaze, "We Brahminism disciples have always upheld love and justice. Although we cannot fight on the front lines like you, we will pray for you and provide any help you need from behind the scenes. We only hope that you can soon free Patalliro from the clutches of Agastya."
Shiva was deeply moved and tightly grasped the master's hand: "Master, I will do it. This is my vow to every innocent citizen and to my brothers and sisters."
The master gently patted Shiva's shoulder: "You are a brave warrior with a firm will and a noble mission. I believe you can do it. But now, you should leave quickly. The security in the temple will become stricter. Don't put yourself in unnecessary danger."
Shiva nodded, thanked once again, and quickly left Brahman Temple, blending into the night to continue his mission.
Under the cover of night, Brahman Temple seemed immersed in a mysterious tranquility. Ancient stone pillars and exquisite reliefs, illuminated by dim lights, seemed to hold thousands of years of stories. This place is usually where souls seek comfort, but tonight, it has become a stage for a cat-and-mouse game.
Shiva calculated every step perfectly, his breathing steady and deep, his eyes filled with calm and wit. He had to be vigilant of every shadow, every corner, ensuring he remained undetected.
As he approached an exit of the temple, he noticed a guard standing there solemnly. The guard was burly, wielding a long sword, and his cloak gently fluttered with each passing breeze, as if ready to face any unforeseen event at any moment.
Shiva decided not to confront directly, so he squatted down, picked up a stone from the ground. He measured the distance and angle, then forcefully threw the stone to the other side of the exit. The stone hit a porcelain jar on the ground, making a crisp sound.
The guard's attention was immediately drawn to that side, and he quickly walked over, muttering under his breath, seemingly thinking that some careless Taoist had knocked something over. And in those few short seconds, Shiva had taken advantage of the guard's distraction and quietly slipped out of his blind spot.
As he quickly disappeared into the night, the guard remained in place, seemingly unaware that he had been deceived.
Patalliro City appeared particularly tranquil and mysterious in the moonlight of the night. The stars were scattered, and the moonlight sprinkled lightly on the old stone roads and buildings, leaving behind a silver-white outline. The buildings here were ancient and full of historical significance, with each one seemingly hiding centuries of stories.
But in the quiet night, a figure is swiftly moving across the rooftops. That is Shiva. Every movement of his appears smooth and precise, at times swiftly gliding like the wind, at times stealthily disappearing like a shadow. He lightly steps on the roof, then completes a somersault in mid-air, and continues running. Like a night elf, wandering in this sleeping city.
The curfew in the city has forced most citizens to hide in their homes, but Agastya's soldiers continue to patrol. They carry swords and torches, the firelight dancing in the darkness, casting long shadows. Shiva often needs to move skillfully between rooftops, avoiding the flowing firelight and sharp gazes.
After crossing multiple rooftops and evading countless dangers, Shiva finally saw the familiar sign of the inn - "Moonlight Inn". The architecture of the inn was ancient, with wooden doors and windows showing signs of wear, but it looked very sturdy. He took a deep breath, leaped from a high point, and quietly slid through an open window of the inn. The moment his feet touched the interior, the whole world seemed to return to peace, and the city of Patalliro City continued to sleep under the moonlight.
When Shiva returned to his room, he first closed the doors and windows to ensure his privacy. The candle in the room flickered in the breeze, casting a faint light and shadow. He found a corner, sat down quietly, and organized his thoughts.
First is the resistance force in the city. Shiva knows that under tyranny, there will always be people who stand up to resist. These people may be victims or brave individuals who cannot tolerate tyranny. Finding them and building a strong force is crucial to defeating Agastya. But how to contact them and make them believe that Shiva is not a spy for Agastya is a question.
Then there's Nulan. As Agastya's personal guard, he has a deep understanding of Agastya. Shiva must first find Nulan's weaknesses, then use these weaknesses to manipulate his relationship with Agastya and create conflicts between them. This not only weakens Agastya's power but also paves the way for future assassination actions.
As for the best time to assassinate, after discussing with the master, Shiva determined that it would be when Agastya goes to visit Brahman Temple. At that time, Agastya will have fewer guards and be more relaxed. In addition, the layout of Brahman Temple is complex, making it easy to find an opportunity for assassination.
Thinking of this, Shiva felt a slight tranquility in his heart. He knew that although the road ahead would be difficult, with proper planning, everything would be manageable. He extinguished the candle, lay down on the bed, and quietly awaited the arrival of a new day.
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