Fritt paused, but did not revert to his usual indifferent expression. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info "Since that's the case, then I'll do it!"

The Assassin moved forward, swinging his dagger at his opponent and unleashing a wind-swept attack on the mercenaries in front of him.

At this moment, Frit was like a ghost of black nothingness, flying wildly in the storm.

Fleet's swift and powerful stab made the mercenaries only passively defensive, unable to find a favorable opportunity to attack.

Alleyne had no choice but to dodge the opponent's attacks, looking for an opportunity to take advantage of the gap to fight him in close combat.

With Alleyne's own flexible body, Friet couldn't do anything about him for a while!

Several times the sharp dagger slashed through him quickly, but it failed to inflict real wounds on him.

The two sides were at a stalemate like that, and it was difficult for anyone to make an inch.

However, if Alleyne had been stabbed in the neck artery with a dagger from the Assassin's hand, Alleyne's mercenary career would have come to an end.

Suddenly, the assassin who had been dazzled by the sword shadow that Alleyne had provoked in the sky had no choice but to take a few blows.

However, the trauma caused by this was replaced by diffuse rain for only a moment.

Frit was intact in front of the mercenary. Alleyne didn't panic, because he knew the consequences of his blows. He's got a killer move in the back!

Alleyne removed the shield that had been behind him and stood in front of him.

Suddenly, the huge tower shield obscured the Assassin's vision, and the mercenaries who had disappeared behind him disappeared.

"Bang!" the Assassin kicked the shield that had obscured his vision, and the shield was knocked to the ground like a defeat, sending a cloud of rain to the ground.

But behind the shield, there was no mercenary. The other party silently disappeared from his sight.

Manid also hid at some point, the darkness around him, and the rain pouring from the sky and the wind around him confused his sight and hearing, making it difficult for the Assassins to spot their whereabouts.

"Good fellow, you came up with a way to throw a shield to block my vision. But the sound of your footsteps cannot be muffled. The Assassin fell silent, listening to the movement around him.

There was a slight clanging sound behind him on the left. The Assassin quickly turned around and swung the dagger out of his hand.

"Bang!!bang!!"

With a loud thud, the silver figure flew backwards.

But before Fleet's laughter could be heard, he was forced back into his stomach, and the other party had appeared behind him with a sword ghostly.

The flickering sword stabbed into the assassin's shoulder blade, "Woo woo!" Fleet screamed in pain, turning around and frantically waving his iron fist.

Unfortunately, Alleyne was able to leave with a touch, and his counterattack fist was completely missed. Under the cover of night, Ellen disappeared from the Assassin's sight.

Manid, who was hiding in the shadows, was terrified, his hair standing up cold and erect like a demon, and his dazed and bewildered brain was like a blank sheet of paper.

Manid had planned to wait for an opportunity to sneak up on the Assassin, but the other man's form at the moment made him poke there in amazement like a half-piece of wood.

Cunning mercenary! This is indeed a rare and superior strategy. Fleet thought to himself. It's a pity! The same trick can't work!

The sword in Elleon's hand was dripping with Fleet's blood, and the low hissing of the sacred object in contact with the blood of sin was impossible to go away. In his bestial state, Frit's sense of hearing is first-class sensitive.

Hiding in a corner, Alleyne looked terrified as he watched the ghostly monster suddenly appear in front of him.

Fleet, who had turned into a man-wolf form, punched Alleyn straight out with a punch.

"Cluck!" Judging by the dull sound of the other party hitting him in the chest, Alleyne must have broken several ribs.

With the help of a few candles lit from the surrounding rooms, Friet vaguely saw a trace of blood flowing from the other party's mouth.

"You brought it on yourself!" he yelled. "You've seen me for who I really am, and there's no way I'm going to keep you alive. ”

But Alleyne's actions were greatly unexpected by Fleet, and although the other party was still coughing up blood and staggering, he finally stood up.

Immediately, Fleet, in the form of a human wolf, threw another heavy punch and knocked the opponent down.

Alleyne propped himself up with his sword and fell to one knee.

"What kind of monster are you, Fritt?" he looked at the ugly monster in front of him with a shocked expression. "Why are you like this? What the hell are you?"

"Looking at you in horror, I suppose you can't stand up, right?" replied Fritt dismissively. "As for what I am, you don't need to know anymore!"

"No... Yes!" Elaine roared. "I can't go down here!"

"Is it revenge? is that what motivated you to get up?" Fleet looked at the mercenary with contempt. "An illusory insistence. Why do you really think that you, weak as an ant, can fight an enemy as strong as a lion?"

"Since you want to die, then I will fulfill you!" Friet snatched the sword, and stabbed it at the mercenary lying in front of him, but Alleyne did not feel the nearness of death.

At the nick of time, a sharp sword burst out of Fritt's back through his chest, blood gushing out of his body and from his vicious jagged jaw.

At this moment, Fleet, who was in the form of a human wolf, realized that the mercenary who had been hiding in the shadows before.

"Never underestimate your enemies," Alleyne stood up and stood in front of the monster. "And never let your guard down. ”

Manid drew the sword that pierced the monster's body, and the tall and strong man-wolf fell.

There was a bang, and the rain splashed all around. At the same time, the blood flowing from the body of the human-wolf monster also stained the surrounding rain red.

Manid put his sword back into its scabbard and walked over to Aren's side. He put his arm around his boss and asked, "Where are we going now?"

"Go back to the hotel first," Alleyn said with a smile as he endured the pain. "If he had taken the liberty of meeting Duke Michod, he would not have seen us. ”

Manid replied with the same smile, "Maybe his soldiers will take us as if we were enemies infiltrating the city." ”

The rain was still pouring down, and the blood was still pouring out of the monster's body, but it wasn't as urgent as it had started.

The wounds on Fleet's back and chest were healing at a slow, visible rate.

"I'll surprise you even more when we meet next time!" Fleet said to himself.

The rain did not stop, but became heavier and heavier.

The rain poured incessantly, and the rainwater that flowed down from the eaves of the houses pooled into small streams in the streets.

The wind chases the rain, the rain chases the wind, the wind and the rain unite to chase the dark clouds in the sky, and the whole heaven and earth are in the rain.

At this moment, there was not a single pedestrian in sight on the street, and even the soldiers who were usually in charge of patrolling could not find them.

People hate the rain and don't like to get wet with it.

Fleet's wounds were almost healed, and he rose weakly from the rain, changed back into human form, and disappeared into the silence of the night.

Although his body had the ability to heal, he was pierced through his body from behind by a sharp sword, and he was weak and weak when he had just recovered.

Originally, in his werewolf form, he could easily kill the other party, but because of his overconfidence, he was almost killed by the other party.

That sword was enough for ordinary people to kill them on the spot.

But Manid and Alleyne would never have imagined that Friet was not only a powerful monster capable of transforming into a werewolf form, but also a terrifying monster with healing powers.

It is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to have the ability to heal, and monsters in the form of werewolves are extremely rare in the continent of Calradia.

Aren and Manid had never seen such a monster before, and they didn't know that the other had the ability to heal, otherwise they would have cut off the Assassin's head. (To be continued.) )