Chapter 69: The Assassin

In the middle of the mountain forest, two simple tents are built around a bonfire, and the dancing flames emit light and darkness. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info Messeron and Adya each slept in their own tent, while Twarsu slept by the fire in a thick woolen blanket. It's not that he doesn't have a tent, it's just that his status doesn't allow him to have accommodation conditions similar to those of the prince, which has nothing to do with resources.

Adya's personal knight, Captain Ulzhe, holding a broad-bladed sword, sat cross-legged by the fire with his head bowed, closing his eyes and resting. The soldiers and archers were divided into two teams and took turns patrolling and guarding.

Lying on the soft futon, Messeron did not feel the slightest sleep, stared at the top of the tent with her eyes open, and patted the middle finger of her right hand rhythmically on the back of her left hand, silently calculating the time in her heart.

"Hey man, I heard your wife is pregnant?" An archer said to his companion in the tree on his left, these princes' guards seemed to be well-guarded, but in fact they didn't pay much attention to it. In this mountain forest, there is no danger other than wild beasts. And at this time, most of the beasts have entered a state of hibernation, and even if they encounter a few occasionally, they will not pose any threat to the well-equipped and extremely powerful prince's guards.

"That's right, I think it's a son this time." Although there was no one to be seen in the tree opposite, the voice of a middle-aged man was heard.

"I hope so." The archer laughed, "You already have three daughters." ā€

"Yes, God will have mercy on me this time and give me a boy who can hunt." The middle-aged man said: "So that I can hand over my skills to him, maybe my son can also be a member of the prince's escort in the future." ā€

"Oh, come on, man, I don't think it's any good to be the prince's guard." The archer whispered, "I'd rather my child be a blacksmith or a tailor, and have a warm place on a cold night." ā€

"You're right, this ghost weather is still in the trees, it's really uncomfortable." The middle-aged man smiled and asked, "By the way, old lynx, I heard that you have a strong bow at home, and its strength is stronger than the bow of the guards, is it true?" ā€

The archers on the opposite side did not answer.

"Hey, old bobcat, why don't you speak?" The middle-aged man jokingly said, "It can't be frozen stupid." ā€

There was still no one on the other side to reply, and the man suddenly felt that something was not right, and the experience of life and death for many years made the man feel the breath of danger. Bending his bow and arrow, the man closed his mouth, and without further questioning, he quietly stood up from the branch of the tree, ready to change his position. The voice of the conversation just now has revealed its own position.

Just as the man got up and quietly stepped back, a dark dagger suddenly and slowly stretched out from behind and pressed against the man's neck. The middle-aged man trembled, and before the fear in his eyes was fully revealed, his throat was slit, and the brilliance in his eyes instantly dimmed. As the man's body fell backwards, a masked man in a black close-fitting suit gently swiped his hands and pulled the man's body closer to the darkness.

At the same time, ghostly figures shuttled through the woods, taking the lives of patrol guards through the darkness.

Uzihe, who was half-sitting in front of Adya's tent, suddenly opened his eyes and slowly turned his head to look into the woods on his left. At that moment, a cold light suddenly flashed, and a short arrow reflecting the orange-red bonfire flew straight towards the neck of the Utzhe.

Urzykh's eyes flashed coldly, and his body jerked back, and the short arrow almost grazed Ulzhe's Adam's apple, hitting one of the guards standing not far away. With a pop, the short arrow was inserted right into the guard's waist. Under the severe pain, the guard exhaled in pain.

"There are assassins!" Uzkh flipped backwards in the air, and the broad-bladed greatsword was in his hand.

Just as the Utzh reminded him, a roar sounded, and short arrows flew from all directions, and one by one the guards kept falling.

The Utzkh brandished his greatsword to block the short arrows that came at him, and his heart was shocked. Looking at the current situation, the guards and outposts on the periphery have all been killed by the Assassins. In such a short period of time, all the outer guards were killed, and even the Woods were not noticed. This is enough to show that the assassins who attacked this time were not only very skilled, but also numerous.

Looking at the falling guards, the Uzkh knew that there was no need to organize a rebellion now, there was no hope at all. These assassins came up with a killing move, and there was only one purpose, that is, to assassinate the prince. As for whether to kill Messeron or Edja, or both, Woody didn't have time to think about it.

"Seven Princes, get up and come with me!" The Uzkh were the first to break into Adya's tent, and the Seven Princes had already woken up. When resting in the mountains and forests, I basically sleep in my clothes, and at most I just take off my coat. Adya had already woken up when she heard the shouting. By the time Uzh walked into the tent, Adya was fully dressed and pulled out the dagger that Messeron had just given him.

"Seven Princes, there are a lot of assassins outside, we have to kill them from behind." The Uzzy pulled Adya and was about to split the tent from behind.

"No, these people must have come to kill my eldest brother, I can't leave him behind." Adya shook off the Utzh and ran out of the tent as he spoke. According to Adya's understanding, his identity and strength are not enough to compete for the throne, so these assassins must have been sent by other princes to assassinate Messeren.

Unable to intercept him, he could only follow Aidea and run towards the Messeron tent.

Messeron lifted the tent and walked out, holding the long sword made of gold, iron and stone in his hand, looked at Edya who was running towards him, and asked with concern, "Seventh brother, are you okay?" ā€

"I'm fine." Edya shook his head, looked at the many black-clothed assassins who came out of the woods, and said worriedly, "Big brother, who are these?" ā€

"Do you need to say it? It must be one of our good brothers, sent to get rid of me. Messeron said with a gloomy face: "I can't think of it, I can't think of it, my father hasn't gone to heaven yet, and some people can't help it." ā€

"Fourth Prince, we have less than ten people left, what now?" Tehua Su on the side asked with a grim face, a few short arrows almost hit him just now.

Messeron looked around, turned his head to Edya and said, "Seventh brother, these people are coming at me, and I will attract attention when I will make a move, you must take the opportunity to escape." ā€

"No, let's go together." Adya said.

"There's no chance of walking together." Messeron shook his head and said, "After you escape, you must explain everything to your father, according to my judgment, these people should be sent by the eldest brother or the third brother." Remember my words, and if I die, you must avenge me. ā€

When Messeron said this, he did not shy away from it. So the Uzkh on the side also heard it clearly.