Chapter 52: The Lesson (II)

"Bang β€”β€”!"

There was a loud noise, and before the drunk man standing at the front could speak, he was smashed to the ground by the oncoming wine glass!

There was a brief dead silence, a pair of vicious, hideous, and unbelievable eyes staring at him.

Only the "black-rimmed glasses" were still curled up in their chairs, clutching a box full of gold bonds in their arms.

Everyone in the tavern changed color in unison, and the black-haired wizard with his hands behind his back still stood in place, still with an innocent expression on his face.

In the midst of a series of exclamations, I heard the meat-faced tavern owner smash the flask in his hand with a "snap!"

"Give it all to me, kill himβ€”β€”!!!!"

The roar of rage mixed with the sensation instantly resounded throughout the tavern, and the furious strong men instantly engulfed the figure of the black-haired wizard.

"Not good!"

The assassin who had threatened Loren just now changed his face, and was about to stop him when he was held down by the gray-robed man and glared: "Don't be nosy. ”

The pressed assassin looked anxious: "That's Rut Infinit's personal arrangement, let's make sure we ......"

Puff β€”β€”!

Before he could speak, a strong man was thrown to the ground, followed by a series of rapid collisions!

The sound of crisp fists and fists came from the crowd one after another, and the rapid exchange of rain was like the excitement of a stage play, not stopping for a moment.

Can't even hear the breathing intervals!

The two assassins, who were originally worried about a certain black-haired wizard, looked at each other at this time, and could not hide their shock.

Could it be true that Master Rutte Infinit said that this guy once killed a vampire on his own?!

Loren Torino, who the hell is he......

"Bang β€”β€”!"

Before they could notice it, a strong man roared from mid-air with a terrible scream, and fell unconscious after smashing the tables and chairs behind them to pieces.

It was only at this time that they saw the figure that was surrounded by a heavy surrounding, and they turned around calmly, blocking the fist behind them with one hand, and then kicked over another strong man who wanted to sneak attack, and curled the corners of his mouth at them.

The expression is flat, but it is like the devil's grin.

In this second, only fear remained on the faces of the two assassins!

Feeling the power of the Void at a high level of spell is almost instinctive for any spellcaster, as obvious as the alternation of hot and cold, and even if the Night's Watch isn't really a wizard, they are even more sensitive than many spellcasters in this regard.

But at this moment, they didn't feel any fluctuations in the power of the void from the constantly moving afterimage.

What does this mean?

This meant that he didn't even need to rely on "transcendent perception" or any kind of high-level spell to gain the upper hand in a "group fight" with dozens of angry men.

Unhurried movements, smooth instinctive gestures... is obviously at an absolute disadvantage in being surrounded, but he can always resist and dodge in the slightest fraction of a second, and even take advantage of the situation to counterattack!

A chill rose in the gray-robed man's heart, and the cold touch swept through his body with blood, and even the right hand holding the short blade trembled.

Originally... He didn't use all his strength last time, he just wanted to dig up information from himself and didn't kill himself immediately.

Myself... It was he who let him go, so he survived until now.

The gray-robed man bowed his head and gritted his teeth.

Is... Disgrace......

"Bell β€”β€”!"

The wine bottle blocked the oncoming short blade, and the moment he kicked the strong man, Loren pulled out the short knife with his backhand and nailed the strong man to the floor.

Without the slightest pause!

Standing up and waving his right elbow, a crisp cracking sound came from the ribs of the strong man behind him, and the moment the scream rang out, Loren's clenched left fist had already hit the opponent's left cheek......

Then use the right side of the strong man's face to block the outstretched fist!

"Bang β€”β€”!"

The moment his fists collided, the black-haired wizard let go of his left hand, grabbed the outstretched wrist, and raised his right elbow against the strong man's armpit......

"Clickβ€”β€”!"

With a loud and rude wail, his face flushed and he was dragged over, blocking two throwing knives and four wine bottles for the black-haired wizard, and collapsed to the ground.

"Puff β€”β€”!"

Two angry men attacked from left and right, trying to grab the black-haired wizard's shoulders, and Loren, tilting his head, smiled at the "black-rimmed glasses" that were still staring at him, and took half a step back at the moment of capture.

"Bang Bang β€”β€”!"

The two strong men who kowtowed to each other kowtowed together, and at the same time lay down in reverse.

"Humph!" Lena de Salion, who saw the black-haired wizard smirking, snorted softly and turned her head away in a low voice, ignoring the "ding-dong" noise behind her.

Of course... There was also a whole bunch of hooligan ruffians screaming incessantly.

The black-haired wizard kicked the strong man in front of him to force the guy who wanted to sneak attack back, dodged the dagger flying from the back of his head, and the whistling short blade swept less than ten centimeters from Loren's ear, hitting the shoulder of a ruffian in front of him;

Loren, who didn't look back, elbowed his backhand and smashed the bridge of the nose of the guy behind him.

In less than a second, the black-haired wizard dodged another guy who wanted to pounce on him, his left hand already grabbed the bottle flying through the air, turned around, and threw it to the right.

"Boom β€”β€”!"

This is the second unlucky guy to be toppled by a bottle today.

No need for extra fancy, no need for subtle tricks......

Absolute speed, reflexes, streamlined and neat attacks, one-hit kills......

It's the most wonderful dance!

The two Assassins, who had been completely dumbfounded, froze in place the whole time, dead to the remnants of the rapidly moving image, desperately trying to find evidence that he had used high-level spells.

This is no longer gathering intelligence or understanding the enemy, but pure self-deception... That's right, he used "Transcendent Perception" to be so strong that he could be so comfortable in a besieged situation!

That's right, it has to be so, it has to be ......

"You... Have you ever heard of that. The gray-robed man, who had been silent, suddenly spoke, with a slight trilling voice in his voice: "There is such a rumor about this wizard advisor......"

"It is said that on the way to find the Dragon King City, he not only met with the army of monsters that went south, but even solved the evil god apostle that appeared this time... That's why this monster invasion ended so quickly. ”

"Impossible!"

The assassin retorted without the slightest hesitation: "This matter has been answered by Lord Rut Infinit himself, it is just a few rumors in the fortress of Broken Mountain!"

"That's right, that's what I thought at the time... It's just a few rumors. ”

The gray-robed man bowed slightly, and his eyes were slightly sideways with calm and fear: "But after seeing today's scene, do you really think those ......"

"Is it just a few 'rumors'?"

In just one minute, there were only two people standing in the entire tavern, the black-haired wizard and the tavernkeeper.

The atmosphere was unusually calm, and the black-haired wizard looked at the trembling tavern owner with his hands behind his back, smiling and shaking the flesh on his face.

The next moment, he didn't know where he got the courage, gritted his teeth and picked up a wine bottle on the ground, and then smashed it into his head with all his strength......

"Boom β€”β€”!"

Glancing at the tavern owner who was slumped on the ground, the black-haired wizard shrugged and stepped straight over him.

Sitting back in their seats, the three assassins had lost all the confidence they had at the beginning, and even their right hands holding their weapons began to tremble.

After drinking the ale in the cup, Loren breathed a sigh of relief: "Since you have specially invited me to come here, as a courtesy, I will not let you go home empty-handed. ”

"I beg to convey to His Excellency Rut Infinit, whatever he may wish to be... As long as he intends to stop me, then I will accompany me to the end, and I will not threaten me with the people around me again!"

"Remember, Count Leven, heir to the Duchy of Lothair, is my good friend, and the ancient wood elves of the Morning Star Forest owe me a favor that I can't repay. ”

"The Bellini family, who fought desperately against me at Ebolden, has been swept into the dustbin of history, and the Yode Chamber of Commerce, which has tried so hard to make me bankrupt, almost went bankrupt itself. ”

"I'm not the same person I used to be... But I still don't mind working with the Night's Watch if they're willing to show enough sincerity and kindness. ”

Loren deliberately referred to "Night's Watch" rather than "Rute Infinit", turning his head before the three Assassins could react, smiling at the "black-rimmed glasses" curled up there.

"Miss Lena de Salion. ”

"Huh?"

"It's time for us to go home. ”