On the avenue of Alwyn Forest, Sean and Rick each rode a horse and slowly walked in the direction of Shining Gold.

Along the way, Rick tried to say something several times.

Sean ignored him, but opened the parchment book in his hand, a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth.

Yes, he ended up with a manuscript of the Book of Azula, much to his satisfaction.

This thick parchment book contains more than 30 practical magics, from the lowest-level ice arrows, arcane missiles, and fireball techniques, to magic explosions, flashes, and spell countermeasures, to higher-level transformation techniques, and spell absorption, which are complex and comprehensive.

Of course, like most mages, Azula doesn't have Khadgar's three-repair aura and only focuses on arcane magic. So starting with mid-level spells, there are basically only spells from the Arcane series.

Still, Sean was very satisfied.

This manuscript is very important to Sean, who has only known Arcane Missiles, Fireballs, and Ice Arrows, and paves the way for his future spell learning.

Although, he lost the Staff of the Prophet of Cold Light and a whole box of pearls for this.

But it's worth it.

How can things outside the body be more important than knowledge?

Sean opened the parchment book and read page by page, immersed in the ocean of knowledge, unable to extricate himself. But he didn't notice that a bandit with a red veil and a mask was eyeing him.

Brad is a professional stalker who focuses on assassination, also known as the legendary "Assassin", in the three lines of combat, acuity, and assassination.

Brad was a professional Assassin, and although he belonged to the Defia Brotherhood, unlike those veteran members, he did not transfer from the "Stormwind Stonemason", and did not have so many miscellaneous skills, only assassination. It is precisely because of this that his assassination ability is perfect, and the assassination results are very remarkable.

For example, three years ago, he assassinated a wandering man in Yuexi Town for eighteen years, and finally returned to his hometown, only to find that Yuexi Town had been occupied by the Defia Brotherhood and the undead, a white-haired and hobbling old man;

For example, a year ago, he assassinated the lost five-year-old boy in a clearing on the edge of the forest. The boy even asked him for candy, which was so stupid and cute;

For example, half a month ago, he assassinated a pig on a farm in the south of Alwyn Forest, and then was not only chased and beaten by a fat woman in her forties on the farm, but also chased and killed by a sow raised by that fat woman for half a month.

Yes, Brad has been chased by that pig for half a month.

Poor God, although he was a professional assassin, he was slender and short, and compared to that hateful pig, he was so weak and cute!

The Assassin has three good, and the masked body is soft and easy to push......

Every time he thought back to the size of the pig, Brad felt like he was from the country, too unseen of the world.

But I can't complain about Brad.

Have you ever seen a sow that is one and a half meters tall and weighs more than 800 pounds? The point is, this sow is not the king of wild boars, but is still domestic, domestic, domestic......

And that pig even has a cute name, called "Princess"!

On that dark and windy night, the abominable fat woman cried out in a voice that surpassed that of the Lioness of Thorn Ridge: "Princess! Kill him! ”

Then, Brad had no choice but to flee.

The black-billed, fanged, yellow-haired, vicious domestic sow called "Princess" has since become a nightmare for Brad's life.

He has been on the run for half a month, and he hasn't escaped the domestic sow. As long as he stays in one place for more than half an hour, the domestic sow is sure to smell him and chase him down.

The devil knows where that sow got so much energy, could it be that the pig he assassinated was the good friend of the domestic sow?

As soon as he thought of the emaciated body of the boar he had assassinated and the huge body of the domestic sow, Brad couldn't help but mourn for the boar.

Observe three seconds of silence.

Because three seconds later, Brad's eyes lit up.

From a distance, he saw two people and two horses slowly approaching the main road.

On one of the horses, there was a middle-aged man who seemed to be somewhat familiar, and with his five years of professionalism, it was clear at a glance that the middle-aged man was his companion, and although he was not an assassin, he must be another of the stalkers: thieves.

Walk with you!

Brad cried tears of joy.

It's been half a month, and I finally see my peers!

But why, that peer can ride a white horse, but he can only be chased by a sow?

It's so unfair!

Brad burst into tears, wetting his clothes.

Then he saw another horse, a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old, although his ears were a little pointed, and his physique was a little weak, but he was indeed a fourteen or fifteen year old.

Wait, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy with a very weak physique......

And he's still reading, and reading a book means wandering......

On top of that, he also rides a white horse......

Hakuba ......

White horse!

Brad was shocked.

What a godsend!

As long as you snatch the white horse, you can gallop and share the prosperity of the world...... The damn domestic wild boar can't outrun the horse, right?

Definitely can't run!

Brad was almost happy to death, and God still favored him.

Brad clenched the dagger in his hand.

Assassins, of course, have to use daggers.

This dagger, the most valuable thing Brad had, had spent all his savings to buy from a certain unscrupulous thief, who was still covering his face......

Speaking of which, why is that bad thief a little similar to a middle-aged thief on a white horse?

Well, let's get down to business.

This dagger is very sharp, but Brad doesn't plan to use it, because the most needed skill for grabbing a horse, the most suitable skill, is not a one-hit kill, but a kick, a kick, a kick......

Brad found his chance, suddenly jumped up, flew up, and kicked the boy!

Sean wandered.

He was so immersed in the esoteric knowledge of the parchment that he was completely distracted.

And at this time, Brad's most amazing kick in his life decisively hit Sean and kicked the thin Sean away. Then Brad rode a beautiful straddle on the white horse, and then his legs clamped the horse's belly, and with a loud shout, the white horse galloped out.

Fortunately, Brad didn't choose to assassinate, otherwise our traveler would have been able to get a bento and the book would have ended......

Fortunately, Sean's stamina was 8 points, so he didn't suffer any injuries except for a little pain in his chest and a little dirt on his body.

Getting up and patting his clothes, Sean was furious.

Just kidding, we're Sean, the supreme commander of the Space Fortress, who was robbed of the white horse by a thief? How can this be!

As soon as Sean stretched out his hand, the staff was in his hand, and then began to cast the spell.