The direction in which Qil is heading is the galley of the entire cabin, or more accurately, next to the galley, where the water and ingredients are kept, and in the middle of the sea, these two things are the most important.

In many cases, shipwrecks occur because of the lack of water and food on the ships, and people starve to death and die of thirst.

Of course, because of this, it is also the most heavily guarded place in the entire ship, except for the captain's room, because it is related to the survival of the entire ship.

The dim light flickered on the ceiling, illuminating the flickering of the cabin, which emitted all sorts of unpleasant stenchs, musty smells, fishy smells, rotten food, sweat and urine, and some kind of hormonal smell.

Such an environment, which is estimated to be only found in chaotic slums on land, but on the sea it is sparse and ordinary, and everything else is not worth noting for the sake of wealth and survival.

Rats, flies, mosquitoes, cockroaches, and other little creatures with strong vitality everywhere have completely disappeared in this cabin, which is the handiwork of the snow-capped druid, which is good news for the sailors who live here.

"Huh......?"

Qi'er stopped her progress, and she couldn't help but stop, and a gate made of fine iron in front of her blocked her way, occupying the entire passageway.

This is the only way to get to the kitchen, the only way, and in such a situation, violent means are not advisable, so how to deal with this iron door, has become the first problem that Qier needs to solve.

Qi'er, who was wearing an invisibility cloak, showed a smile on the corner of her mouth, she walked in front of the iron door, raised her hand slightly, and the action that could be seen clearly with her eyes was completed in an instant, and with a gust of wind, the iron door slowly opened.

The magic above, neither the protection nor the warning magic, was triggered, as if the door was still closed.

Picking locks or something, but the most basic skill of an assassin, since he has obtained the title of [Hassan] at the top of all assassins, then this basic skill must also stand at the top.

Suspended at a low altitude of three centimeters above the ground, Qil stepped through the iron door at a slow speed, this was not some magic, but a technique of the assassin, a technique specially invented to avoid some special traps, controlling the muscles of the whole body, using a slight air movement, floating in the air like a piece of paper.

At the back door of this iron gate, there is a similar iron door almost every hundred meters, and the magic attached to these iron doors is different.

There are runes of rune, there is general magic, there is druid magic, there is shaman magic, and all kinds of strange magic skills, no matter what kind of magic has a good level, under normal circumstances, normal people can only use skills to solve one of them.

As a result, Qi'er did not belong to the normal category, and they would never have imagined that there would be such an assassin who would point the skill of unlocking to the full level, and when it was broken, it would be silent.

After walking for about ten minutes, Qi'er stopped again, and this time it was no longer the iron gate that stood in front of her, nor some protective magic.

Two pieces of armor stood in front of her, armor forged of fine iron, holding shields and swords in their hands, standing silently and motionless, blocking the entire passage.

Kir knew these two pieces of armor, this armor was made in the factories of Jutland, made of a mixture of cold and fine iron, this was the best armor in the Northland, and no enchanted weapon could break through the armor's defenses.

Not only are these armors sturdy, but they are also covered with comfortable leather, which is tanned with a special potion of the finest beast fur to resist cold and ice, flames, and acids.

Of course, the opposite of performance is the price of these armors, each of which costs thousands of gold coins, which ordinary people dare not think about, and only goblins with deep pockets will use the materials used to make the body.

Yes, these two precious and excellent armors were made into constructs by the goblins at great cost, and they exist like gargoyles, but because of their materials, they are more advanced than gargoyles.

“……”

Kir scratched her face in embarrassment, this construct ignored her poison, and because of the Jutlander technique, she had no other good solution in her hands.

After about three minutes of silence, Qi'er reluctantly gave up the method of breaking in, she controlled her body, hung upside down on the ceiling of the cabin, and waited quietly.

After about an hour, the iron door behind it creaked, and a man in black and gray tattered clothes, yellow teeth, and a turban appeared here pushing a small cart.

The idea of killing the man and using his identity to disguise it flashed through Qi's mind.

It was a method, but the most stupid way possible, and Qiel believed that the moment the man's life was gone, the entire ship knew that there was an intruder and were heading for her.

It's just that Qi'er saw a pale gray light in the man's eyes from a condescending angle, which was the power of the curse, and at the same time as he died, the curse would be activated and acted on the murderer who killed him.

Qi'er fell from the ceiling, his body clinging to the man's back, adjusting the angle of his body as he moved, following his footsteps without being noticed by the man, and crossing the defense line of the two sentences.

The rest of the road was much smoother, and with this man leading the way, Qi'er easily blended into the kitchen and arrived at her destination.

The kitchen occupies a very large area, about the size of a basketball court, and unlike what Chill expected, the things here are very neatly arranged, the air is very fresh, and there is no stench at all.

If you think about it, it's not surprising, if the kitchen is very dirty, then it will affect the navigation of the whole ship, and affect all life, even the most arrogant commander will not be sloppy in this matter.

In the middle of the kitchen, several cooks dressed in white clothes were busy on the cooking table, they were halflings, and they were a race that civilized the entire main plane with their cooking skills.

Even a smaller kingdom can't afford to hire a halfling, and as a result, on top of this ship, things are being cooked for ordinary sailors, which is a testament to the wealth of these goblins.

A cold smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and Qi'er ran to the place where the water and food were placed, and threw into it what she had prepared, which were all toxins under her control, and possessed a terrible poison.

Of course, the targets chosen by Qil are all very clear, they are all ordinary foods for sailors and warriors, those very delicate, with a charming fragrance, at a glance, it is clear that they are given to several spellcasters and legends, just in case, Qil did not add ingredients to these foods.

After everything was done, Qiel followed the man again, and there was still a lot of things she needed to do, and she had to seize every minute and every second.

The two berserkers, the three spellcasters, a druid, and the battle-hardened warriors were all in Qi's goal, and she had to let her fear spread further, using it to quench their greed, and further force the Northern Goblin Clan to change their plans at the root.

The Northern Goblin Group are capitalists, and all their actions are aimed at profit, and when their input does not yield the expected output, they will abandon their projects and use their wealth in other places with higher returns.

It's an instinct engraved in the souls of goblins, and even ghosts in the underworld can't erase it, and everything they do stems from this instinct.

No one noticed the abnormality, the sailors who worked all day ate delicious food, and ordinary ingredients turned into magic in the hands of halflings, so that the sailors could not extricate themselves.

They had never eaten such delicious food in their lives, even if it was cooked in the best tavern on the docks, and the food in front of them was like pig food.

The soldiers who patrolled and rested in the various cabins also joined the eating team after completing the shift, and they performed much better than the sailors, after all, they were used to eating in the sea of corpses and fires, and they ate with the smell of blood.

What they didn't realize was that they were not only tasting the delicious food that the halflings had carefully crafted, but also the bait that would take them into the underworld, the gift that Tranquility had given them.

Hiding in the corner, Qiel nodded as he watched the feast-like atmosphere, and returned to the cabin.

The rest of the time, before night falls, she needs to figure out the structure of the ship, know where the main targets live, and learn as much as she can about their habits.

The waves in the North Sea are fiercer than those in the Baltic Sea, and the wind direction is not very good, which causes the speed of the ship to move very slowly, but this is also a matter of no way, in front of nature, the power of magic is very small.

The two berserkers were drinking and playing some small games, and in such a boring sea, they could only pass the time in this way, and the days without fighting and hunting were really boring.

The two berserkers put down the wine glasses in their hands abruptly, picked up the weapons around them and entered a state of alert, they found nothing, no matter what they were, they did not find anything unusual.

The reason why they are on alert is only because they feel that something is wrong, and this feeling is as if they are being noticed by a strong enemy in the midst of a chaotic battlefield at the most intense time.

Definitely a strong enemy, their feelings are told to them, and this feeling, the only thing they can associate with is their former leader, Beowulf.

That's right, two legendary berserkers hired by goblins appeared here, and survived after Upland was breached and the king was killed in battle.

They did not recognize the Yaats who had joined the Baltic Empire,

Believing that the real Jeat had burned out in that fire, he rejected the Empire's invitation and continued to wander the Northlands.

"So alert? Sure enough, he is a warrior from Yaat, and he is worthy of being an opponent who needs to be serious about his sister, Beowulf, even though he has been dead for many years, his legend still lives on in the Northlands. ”

The young woman's voice echoed in the air, and the figure of Qi'er appeared in front of the two of them, and then two axes, one left and one right, began to slash at Qi'er's neck and spine.

The two berserkers had a lot of combat experience, and they didn't give the enemy time to talk nonsense and prepare at all, and chose to attack first at the beginning, hoping to kill with one blow.

Qi'er's figure became illusory, and the two berserkers' attacks hit the afterimage that remained in the air, and when they felt that they didn't feel like a hit, they began to respond.

However, the purple-haired girl's speed was one step faster than their movements, and two black short knives pierced in front of the two of them, both targeting the arteries in their necks.

Dingding

The sound of gold and iron rang out, and the black dagger hit the target, but it was not unable to break through the target's defenses, leaving only two white marks on the berserker's skin.

Seeing this result, Qi'er narrowed her eyes slightly, this was her first battle with an enemy of the Berserker type, because of her lack of experience, she didn't expect that the weapon in her hand could not break through the opponent's defense, it was the best weapon in Jutland, and it was smeared with poison.

Gently tiptoeing, he caught the two axes thrown by the berserker as if dancing, and then crossed an arc with both hands, and his fingers kept sliding.

Five black daggers were hurled at the berserker standing at the front, targeting the most vulnerable eyes and ears of the human body, and Qir believed that if he could break through the opponent's defenses, the poison applied to the dagger would make him lose the ability to resist.

Still with a crisp clang, the Berserker with his eyes closed completely ignored the dagger and charged straight towards where Ciel was, the small room already making the berserker impatient, especially under the influence of the alcohol he had just drunk.

"Fall down. ”

With Qi'er's crisp girlish voice, the berserker who was in a charging posture fell straight to the ground, his chest fell together, his face was terrified, and his scarlet eyes became dim little by little.

"How could it be ......"

An intermittent weak voice came from the berserker's mouth, the last trace of the candle flame of life remained, and the berserker, whose head was facing the ceiling, seemed to see the heroic and beautiful Valkyrie waving to him on a white horse.

"You...... What did you do!"

Seeing his companion fall so abruptly, so strangely losing his life, the warrior behind him was agitated, and completely sobered up from the drunken state.

"Wait...... Purple hair, you're ......!"

The berserker seemed to remember something, and tried to say the rest of the words loudly, but found that his eyes were getting heavier and heavier, and he fell to the ground as soon as his feet became weak.

He remembered who this person was in front of him, the girl who had slaughtered the mammoth giant elephant on the battlefield against the Attila army by herself, and the thin body that could not help but be weak contained the power that everyone dared not underestimate.

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