Chapter 62: A Gamble
β... So you're ready to come out on your own, and I'll pull you out... Crawlers?"
Cold words echoed in the pitch-black Byrne Cathedral.
Looking back at Dalton Kand, his eyes fixed on the empty door.
The elven warrior, who was slumped in a pool of blood, couldn't believe his ears, and his frightened eyes looked at Dalton's back like a monster.
He... What the hell is he, what kind of monster is he?!
"Y-What are you talking about, what third person!" The barely struggling elven warrior spitted out the blood in his mouth, and squeezed out a smile very ugly: "Don't think about it, it's just me and Zad from beginning to end......"
"Shut up!"
Dalton interrupted him sharply, and his tone was grim: "This is the first time, don't try to challenge my patience a second time!"
The gagged elven warrior's eyes widened, his open mouth trembled twice, and he was so frightened that even a syllable came out of his throat.
Dalton's eyes narrowed as his face stiffened, and the wand in his hand and the "spellcaster" hidden behind him did not relax for a moment.
It's an easy reasoning question.
First of all, with the intelligence level of this elven warrior he defeated, it was impossible to think of the tactic of "raiding the cathedral and attracting the attention of the defenders", which was too difficult for his brain;
Secondly, the assassination of two important buildings and key figures in the Red Blood Castle at the same time by two assassins is bound to alarm the defenders, and according to the elven warriors, the "chief of the court" who assassinated Loren is quite high, and is by no means a small role that can be easily abandoned.
Therefore, there must be a third person in the city who responds and arranges the plan of the raid and escape.
"No, do you?"
There was a dead silence in the hall.
Dalton frowned slightly, and the sideways gaze shook the elven warrior lying on the ground.
"Y-What are you going to do?!"
"Do what needs to be done. Dalton pursed the corners of his mouth, and his sharp gaze became colder: "As you claim, just a small outcast, what else do I have to fear?"
"That's right, I'm just a little outcast, kill me!
"Kill you... It's a shame. Dalton narrowed his eyes, "Don't underestimate yourself, Lord Samurai, you have a lot of potential. β
"I'm sure there are more secrets in you for me to uncover, and if we can work together happily, it will be an eye-opener for me...... Don't move. β
As the words fell, Dalton suddenly raised his left hand and opened it to face behind him, a delicate gray-blue magic array, floating in the air.
At the same time as the magic array, there was also a roaring silver light.
"Be carefulββ!
The exclamation of the elven warrior exploded.
His eyes widened as he watched Dalton Candle standing in place without dodging, his left hand rising to spreading, calmly as if he had foreseen the angle, time and direction of the attack.
The next moment, the condensed air wave seemed to be gushing straight ahead, and only the sound of an air explosion was heard.
"Bang ββ!!!!"
The silver light dispersed, and the striking figure came to a halt as if it had hit a wall, and the skull, which had been hit, fell backwards uncontrollably, along with its body.
Syllable!
Just before he fell, a small hovering spell struck the figure in the back of the neck, and before he could stagger, the cold Hidden Blade grazed the edge of his neck and pressed against his jaw.
"Finally willing to come out?"
Undisguised sarcasm, Dalton's gaze slowly lowered, staring at the target who was "captured" by himself.
Under the short silver hair tied in a ponytail, the unruly face is a pair of more unruly jade eyes, and the thin body supports a slightly wide long-sleeved robe, which looks a little mature and "old-fashioned".
Child?
A hint of surprise flashed in his sharp gaze, but the Hidden Blade in his left hand showed no mercy - the blade against the young man's neck was already dyed red.
"Lord Zade!" The elven warrior lying on the ground panicked, and the corners of his mouth were full of coughed blood: "Lord Zade, I ......"
"Shut up!"
His emerald green eyes rolled horizontally, and he finally realized that the elven warrior he had missed had no master, so he could only lie on the ground, twitching helplessly.
Retracting his gaze, the young man snorted coldly and looked at Dalton: "Say, how did you find me?"
"Discovery?"
Dalton shook his head slightly, his contemptuous gaze was undisguised: "You haven't disguised it, how can you find out?"
The elven boy's face was pale, and his clenched back molars made his expression a little hideous.
In the dead silence, the expressionless Dalton breathed a sigh of relief.
According to the elven samurai who was defeated by himself, the "Imperial Court" was a samurai who tasked with assassination and espionage functions, and was known for stealth and solitary fighting;
It's hard to judge alone, and it's barely reasonable to be lurking, but the stealth ability is poor, and at most it can compete with the night watch recruits.
This is not a good thing for the Night's Watch and the Empire.
"Dalton Kander... Lothair's wizard, Duke of Byrne's mentor and advisor, a close confidant of his cronies......"
Looking at the indifferent Dalton, the young man tugged at the corners of his mouth and said with some difficulty: "It seems that the information that Middel has on you is really pitiful." β
"Really, I knew that this should have made him more targeted at the Duchy of Byrne, and he had been reminded so many times, but he was still ......"
Moments before the boy could finish speaking, Dalton stabbed out his Hidden Blade in his left hand.
Plasma sprayed, and the elven boy staring at him in disbelief stretched out his right hand helplessly, and his body fell backwards.
Well?!
Dalton's pupils constricted.
In his sight, the blood-spurting teenager suddenly seemed to be transparent, and it dissipated in the blink of an eye.
Gone?
"Poofββ!
The next moment, a sudden flash of silver light penetrated the "Force Impact" from Dalton's backhand from the left oblique side, and there was a hideous and terrifying blood mark on the wrist under the black robe of his left arm.
Bone is visible deeply.
Dalton, with his left arm down, didn't wait for the elven warrior lying on the ground to notice, and a backhand hovering spell knocked him unconscious, and then dodged diagonally to the right.
"Boom ββ!"
A flash of light grazed the edge of Dalton's cheek, leaving a charred hole in the statue of the Holy Cross behind him.
"Hide quickly. β
The disappeared elven boy appeared directly below the church patio, and the silver moonlight made his already unruly expression even more gloomy:
"You can dodge the 'Bright Light Sword' after watching it once, and you're still the first... Even if it's my sister, I can only barely block it with a knife. β
Dalton frowned slightly, his eyes flickering.
The elf girl who raided the castle, the boy in front of her, is also called "Lord Zade", and her sister is ......
Brother and sister?
"Assisted by the Court, Anson Zade. As he spoke, the elven boy pulled out a delicate and small gemstone pendant from under his broad robe, and the fine golden chains were wrapped around his white arm.
A jewel pendant in the shape of a hammer staff, held high parallel to his eyes:
"In the name of the 'Light' wizard, Lord Dalton Kander ......"
"I'll take you out of this world... Erase completely. β
Dalton's eyes narrowed, clenching the wand hidden in his right hand.
In the next second, a dazzling light illuminated the entire Byrne Cathedral.
The elven boy stepped forward, his emerald eyes staring at him: the dazzling jewel pendant in his hand burst into thunder and rushed towards Dalton, who was motionless in place.
Just in a thought!
No matter how fast Dalton's speed is, no matter how quick his reaction is, he will definitely not be as fast as thunder and lightning.
And at this moment, he stood motionless as if he had no reaction.
He just looked at the elf boy with a blank face, clutching the wand hidden in his right hand.
"Boom ββ!!!!"
An explosion sounded, and the light dissipated.
No, the light doesn't ......
The elven boy's gaze froze on Dalton's body.
"Are you surprised?"
Dalton stood unharmed, a gray-blue light blocking him: "Nothing surprising, just a childish trick." β
"No matter how fancy the spell is, the principle is basically the same, and conversely, no matter how strong the power is, it is destined to be counteracted by the same kind of matter. β
Looking at the elven boy with an ugly face, Dalton raised his "bright silver", his eyes full of disdain.
Magic is never the right means of killing, at least not the most efficient;
As a wizard, it's just stupid to cling to the fancys of the outside and ignore the inner principles.
He lifted his gaze, his contemptuous eyes meeting those of astonishment.
The next moment, the figure of the elven boy suddenly flashed behind Dalton, and a silver-white light erupted in his palm.
Dalton's figure flashed sideways, and the bright silver that parried with his backhand blocked the head-on "Bright Light Sword".
Almost at the same time, a magic circle appeared at the bottom of the elven boy's feet.
A high-level spell, the fire of Turin.
"Boom ββ!!!!"
With a flash of light, the elf boy flashed out of the range of the explosion in a somewhat embarrassed way, throwing out a flashing light saber with his backhand while retreating vigilantly.
Dalton didn't chase or catch up, just snorted coldly, and used his sword to cancel out the flying beam.
"You're hiding fast, too. β
The elven boy with a blue face, his expression dropped to freezing point.
But Dalton didn't care about his kung fu at all, and the raid just now allowed him to gain more information;
For example, the approximate distance of an elf boy's "flash", and... In unexpected situations, he can approximate the distance of dodging.
And something more important... The power of the opponent's void.
It is impossible for an ordinary spellcaster to squander it at will like the elven boy in front of him, in fact, even Dalton's short time is almost the limit, and if it continues, there is a risk of being eroded by the power of the void.
So far, there is still no sign of fatigue.
Glancing at his injured left arm, Dalton's brow twitched slightly.
It's impossible to capture or kill, so you can only find a way to continue to maneuver.
Put some pressure on the other person, but at the same time don't push too much......
Raising his gaze, he raised the sword of "Bright Silver" with one hand, and deliberately stepped forward.
Provocation?!
The elven boy with a blue face trembled his eyebrows and gritted his teeth with hatred.
"Good, Dalton Kander... You can't escape! I'm going to ...... you."
Before he finished speaking, the young man's expression suddenly froze and he looked behind him sharply.
W, what... How can it be?
Sister, sister, adult......
Taking advantage of the moment of the elven boy's astonishment, Dalton opened a magic circle directly under his feet - a certain black-haired wizard was different from Dalton, who was good at spellcasting and alchemy, and he didn't need to be close to cast spells at all.
"Boom ββ!!!!"
The firelight exploded, and the figure of the elf boy scattered into countless points of light in the flames, and gradually converged beside it.
"Sneak attack while I'm distracted, despicable! Shameless!" The young man's resentful voice came from the "light spot" that gradually condensed into a human form:
"I'm a 'Tracing Light' wizard, and I'm fundamentally different from those stupid samurai......!
"Time. Dalton interrupted him abruptly.
"Huh?!" the aggregated spot was noticeably stagnant.
"You're still here?" Dalton said lightly, his gaze wandering behind the elf boy, "Counting the time, it should have almost been done over there." β
"What's the right thing? Huh... It seems that you still don't understand, my sister's way of being a samurai is the best in the imperial court in a hundred years, and with the garrison of your court, it is ...... at all."
The sound from the spot of light came to an abrupt end.
"Good, you finally realized. For the first time, Dalton smiled coldly:
"I didn't mention who it was... Why do you know it's her?"
Fooled!
This guy, he's been cheating on me all the time!
From the beginning of exposure, to the entanglement with him, to the ...... just now
It's hard, it's hard... I... Suppressed by a human wizard throughout, and ......
Let him slaughter?!
"Ahhhhββ!!!!h
A heart-rending scream rang out, and before it could condense into a humanoid spot of light, it was already rushing towards Dalton.
Knowing that I was provoking, knowing that there would be a trap, I still rushed over with such momentum.
A hint of contempt appeared in Dalton's eyes, and he immediately opened a magic circle under his feet.
High-level spells, the will of the rock.
One by one, a stalagmite rose out of the ground, quickly enveloping the figures of the two of them, like a prison.
"Damn itββ!!!!"
The dazzling light flickered, and he pounced on Dalton who was standing in place, ignoring the stone pillars rising around him.
"Incarnate as a light... It's a very unique trick indeed, but you seem to have forgotten it. Dalton's voice, which seemed to be forever emotionless, sounded again: "The moment you swooped me out of stealth, you were hit in the face by the impact of the Force. β
"In other words, at least at the moment of the attack... Anson Zade, you have to go back to being a physical state. β
The elven boy's face was revealed in the light spot, and his frightened eyes were fixed on Dalton's indifferent and stiff cheeks, and the dazzling light instantly dimmed slightly.
The next moment, Dalton Kander's hand was filled with a glittering, round alchemy bomb.
"One in three chances, we'll all end up;"
"There is a one-in-three chance that you will be bruised;"
"A third of you, you can survive;"
"Come on, take a gamble!" (https:)
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