"Genent, this is Waterdeep!"

The female mage Scarlett yelled at the black-cloaked assassin standing on the roof, "Waterdeep City is not a place where you assassins can be presumptuous, get out of here immediately!" ”

"The daughter of the orderer really has courage!"

Shadow Thief Mentor Jeant stood on the roof with his arms folded, looking high above the ground in the docklands. He wore a cloak worn by thieves, with a hood covering his face, and a cold white glow faintly revealing from his sleeves, which must have been some kind of assassination tool.

"Hand over this Holy Presence to us—" Gene looked at Scarlett for a few seconds, then pointed at Charr with murderous intent in his eyes, "If you Wardens don't want Waterdeep to fall into chaos, you'd better cooperate with us." I'm sorry to tell you that the Shadow Thieves Guild has recently added a batch of alchemy bombs, and I don't think the people of Waterdeep want to become experimental cannon fodder themselves. ”

"You're threatening Waterdeep?" Scarlett. Paladin was really angry.

Jean's statement was seriously beyond the bottom line of what she could tolerate. The Shadow Thieves actually threatened her with the lives of the people of the city, which was simply contempt for the 'Watchmen' organization and the city guards with the headquarters of Deepwater Fort.

"Calm down, Scarlett!"

After the Ranger Borg calmed down from the anger of the assassination, he turned to stop the female mage's rampage, but his movements were a step slower, and Scarlett was already chanting incantations with anger on her face, waving her staff, and using her huge mental power to extract the power of the magic net and introduce it into the main material world.

"Do it—" The Shadow Thieves let out, and the Shadow Thief Mentor Jean gave the order, surrounded by disguised assassins. At this time, all of them showed their hideous fangs.

The cart vendor kicked open the pot and pan filled with boiling oil and water. Pull out a dagger or other short, lightweight, Assassin-like weapon from the stove. He lunged at Charles.

Others, such as dock workers, sailors, and even passers-by around them, at least a dozen or so people tore off their disguises in the blink of an eye and quickly joined the assassination procession.

"Come with me, it's safe to get on the boat!" Ranger Borg shouted, and with his backhand he removed the short sword at his waist, and repelled the close Assassin with a single kick. The dagger stabbed into the heart of another Assassin, killing him instantly.

But these assassins are undoubtedly the elite of the Shadow Thieves Guild, not to mention their agility, and they are not afraid of life and death. Their target was the Charles, and even though the female mage Scarlett was chanting spells, the Assassins ignored them. The charr had already drawn his shield and flail during the confrontation, and did not panic in the face of a siege of more than a dozen assassins.

Bite.

Swinging his shield to block the poisoned arrows fired by one of the Assassins, Charles tensed his face and scurried down the long street of the docks after Ranger Borg, his eyes on the buildings to his left and right, and the other Assassins could be seen climbing and jumping between the rooftops. Been chasing the two.

"Borg!"

An assassin falling from a height suddenly blocked the two of them. The Shadow Thief Mentor Gene held the dagger in his backhand and walked with a fluttering step. In a cold tone, he said, "The watchmen and the city guards have been dragged down by our people, and there are not ten minutes to support the docks!" ”

"Borg, you have repeatedly sabotaged our Shadow Thieves Guild's assassination of Adrian, so let's settle this account now!" At the end, Jeant's face was hideous, and he pounced on him like a missile being launched.

"You go—"

Ranger Borg quickly took a small step back, and while his left hand violently pushed Charles away, the short sword in his right hand also drew a trajectory in the air.

Sizzle. Borg had a bloody wound on his hand, as did the Shadow Thief Mentor Jean. The two heroes immediately fought fiercely, one dagger and one sword, one was the shadow thief mentor, and the other was once a powerful adventurer, with rich experience in fighting and fighting, and the battle was extremely cruel.

"Go, the dragon roar fleet is moored in the port in front, keep running forward, and you can see the silver bottom dragon head flag of the fleet after about a hundred meters!"

"You're safe when you're on board!"

Borg was out of breath and reluctantly reminded Charles in the fight.

"Dragonroar fleet?" Charles ran around the two of them after Borg fought the Shadow Thief Mentor, and Ranger Borg's words came from behind him, and he paused before speeding up his run.

Obviously, the priest wearing heavy armor and holding a shield can't outrun the wanderer who wears leather armor with a very low overall weight, especially the wanderer who has the expertise of 'flying running' and 'scud', and the speed of running at full speed is not at the same level at all.

Seeing that there were 3 wanderers behind him, Charles could only stop and turn around, holding the golden emblem in his hands, and quickly threw 1 [Attention Technique] (Second Ring) towards the vicinity.

"You all listen to me......"

Immediately after Charr threw out the spell, he shouted with the effect of the spell, and after the 3 shadow thieves failed to exempt themselves from the will of the [Attention Technique], they stopped uncontrollably and cast a concerned gaze at Charles, and their faces flashed with a look of struggle.

[Attention Technique] is a magic technique often used by priests when preaching in the market, and the effect is to make people within a 30-meter radius more likely to be moved by words and have a sense of convincing.

Although the [Attention Technique] only has a faint effect on the Shadow Thief, as long as the Shadow Thief is affected for even half a second, the Charr can use it as a springboard to expand the results of the battle.

"Chance!"

The 3 shadow thieves were indeed confused by the [Attention Technique], and when Charles saw this arrow step, he clenched the [Stormer's Prayer] +3, and the long sword swept away, and the legs and feet of the 3 shadow thieves immediately bloomed with deep sword wounds that could be seen in the bones.

Laugh at. Laugh at. Laugh at. Unforgiving, Charles smashed the head of one of the Shadow Thieves with his left shield, and the long sword also pierced the two Shadow Thieves standing together.

These NPC Shadow Thieves all wear the 'Elite' template, and their level fluctuates at lv15. For ordinary players, such an elite NPC can deal with several players at the same time, and it is the kind of blood abuse. However, in Charles' eyes, NPCs below lv20 that have not obtained the 'exemplary' template are just a swarm of slightly more powerful antworms that can be killed with a little more effort and do not pose a threat to their lives.

Without looking at the 3 harvesting messages in detail and emptying the retina of the text, Charles continued to run with his shield and blood-stained sword.

The docks were in chaos, screams were heard one after another, civilians were scurrying like headless flies, and the merchants were hiding in taverns and inns under the protection of their guards, nervously watching the situation outside.

"See!"

"Silver Dragon Banner!"

The clutter of houses on both sides of the long street suddenly disappeared, and Charles stood on a ramp, his pupils reflecting the blue sea and the large ships moored in the harbor. (To be continued.) )