The dark night seemed to be smeared heavily on the sky, and there was not even a glimmer of stars. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

In the dark alley, a dark figure flashed, unnoticed by several soldiers patrolling the nearby streets.

A lean black shadow weaved through the streets, swift and light.

He quickly walked through the streets one street after another, calmly dodging the bands of soldiers patrolling the streets.

Since the Assassin incident, Harrick has deployed additional night guards throughout the city, especially to strengthen the defenses around the Count's Mansion.

He could not tolerate the same incident happening again.

The Night Elf Friet silently climbed over the castle walls, and he walked in the castle courtyard as if no one else, clumps of green grass were trampled under his feet, making a rustling sound.

The soldiers standing in the walkway of the castle wall turned their heads alarmingly when they heard the sound.

"What did you find?" asked the veteran in a low voice.

The soldier with two pointed ears replied. "I heard a noise in the grass. "His ears are sensitive, which is why Harrick sent him to guard the wall.

The old soldier carried the torch and searched around the castle courtyard with wide eyes. "I didn't see anything. ”

He didn't see anything suspicious. And a figure with a whole body black stood there, motionless less than a hundred feet away from him.

"Maybe the wind blows, maybe it's a mouse. That's all the pointy-eared soldier can explain.

The soldiers on the city walls did not see him, and the Frith, dressed in nocturnal attire, had completely blended into the night.

Friet the Night Elf continued to sneak around the castle, but his movements were lighter, trying not to make any noise under his feet.

He slowly walked close to the stone wall of the castle, and he grabbed a soldier who was peeing at the stable around the corner.

Fleet reached for the soldier's mouth to prevent him from making a sound, and grabbed his throat with his other hand.

"Shhhh "Or break your neck. ”

The trembling soldier wet his pants, he wanted to shout but couldn't make a sound, he wanted to resist but couldn't move.

"Where is the assassin you caught last night being held?" Fleet threatened. "As long as you tell me, I promise not to kill you, I will only knock you out. ”

"Ground... Dungeon. The soldier's voice trembled.

"Where?"

"The basement of the castle," the soldier almost blurted out. In this crisis situation, he could not hesitate for a moment, and he pointed in another direction. "Just go down that way. ”

With a 'click', Fleet wrenched the soldier's neck.

The dejected soldier stared at each other, he shouldn't have trusted the Assassin's promise. He should shout loudly, he should take the opportunity to resist, and maybe there will be a glimmer of life.

Fleet quickly dragged the body aside and, after covering it with some hay, continued to sneak in the direction the soldier pointed.

Outside the iron door of the dungeon, two jailers lay asleep at the stone table.

The stone table was a mess of gnawed chicken bones, empty bottles of red wine, and a few wooden plates.

It was seen that the jailers Amon and Leather, who were guarding the prison door, were drunk, and then fell asleep.

Friet had planned to kill the guards guarding the door, but now it seemed that there was no need for that, as long as he didn't wake them up.

He removed the key from the jailer's waist, and the iron door squeaked open, the rusty iron door creaking, but Leather and Ammon were visibly drunk and unconscious.

Frit walked through several cells and found his companion across the torch stove, where he whispered, "I'm here to get you out." ”

The Assassin's mouth was stuffed with a ball of sackcloth, so tightly gagged that he could not make a sound despite the hysterical screams in his throat.

But the Assassin's struggling shaking head and the panicked look in his eyes showed that it was a warning to his companions: 'Don't come near'.

When Fleet sensed that there might be a dangerous aura hidden in the dungeon and wanted to escape, in a dark corner, he suddenly saw a sharp arrow flying out.

In an instant, the arrow pierced Fleet's right shoulder, who had no time to dodge, and the powerful arrow dragged him forward several steps.

A streak of bright red blood flowed from Fleet's right shoulder. But from his pale countenance there was more coldness and anger.

Two figures slowly appeared in the dark corner, and Harrick, who had been waiting for a long time, and Riya, the leader of the Silver Sword Order, appeared under the torch together.

The Silver Sword Assassin held a longbow made of dragon bones in his hand. He had shot the mighty arrow with this bow.

"Remember me?" asked Ria with a faint smile, "Isn't it strange why I'm here?"

Fritt's back, pierced by the arrow, clung to the cold, damp stone wall, the cold running down his skin and into his body, and he endured the pain and spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva.

"I don't deny it, it was really unexpected," the sudden surprise left Fleet dazed and surprised. "Maybe you can tell me why?"

After learning that Viente's assassination plan had failed and he was captured, the leader of the Black Shadow Assassins, Frith, traveled day and night from Kudan City all the way to Chanda City.

After arriving at Chanda City tonight, Fleet did not hesitate to sneak into the Earl's Mansion to rescue his right-hand men, but unexpectedly fell into the trap of the other party.

"I'm waiting for you. Ria blurted out.

"You know I'm coming? How do you know?" Fleet said, looking incredulous.

"I told me about him," Harrick said. "As for how I know, all I can tell you is that it's just my guess. ”

Originally, Harrick had planned to stay in the dungeon for the rest of the night, waiting for the Assassin's accomplices to come to the rescue. But he didn't expect his guess to come true so quickly.

And all this seems to be thanks to Suke's reminder. If Sooke hadn't asked him to bring food to the Assassins, he would not have thought that the Assassins would not confess and were actually waiting for rescue.

"I've heard of Harrick, the number two in Chanda City," Fritt stared at Harrick intensely. "When I saw it today, it was really not an ordinary character. ”

"You're going to tie your hands down," Harrick's voice stiffened. "Or are you forcing us to do it?"

"Then try it!" Fleet's tone turned cold. Then he pulled the arrow from his right shoulder directly, and the blood instantly flowed out like flowing water.

The Silver Sword Assassin's sharp gaze stared carefully at the other's shoulder. "Your wounds heal quickly, the intelligence seems to be true, and you're not human at all. ”

Friet ignored the questioning, and threw the arrow in his hand to the ground with a blank face.

At this time, Ammon and Leather, who were waiting outside the cell door, were awakened by the sound inside, and they found that the iron cell door was opened, and there was a voice of people talking inside.

In a panic, they drew their weapons from their scabbards and cautiously entered the dungeon with torches in hand.

Harrick turned his head to the jailer behind him and ordered, "Go and tell the guards to seal the exit of the dungeon for me." ”

Fleet's next move surprised everyone, his body began to mutate, his bones twisted and deformed in extreme shape, and made a creepy clicking sound.

Then his body began to swell, his night clothes were torn by his massive frame, his limbs were crooked and thick, his claws were sharp, and thick tufts of hair grew out of his skin.

His originally handsome cheeks turned into a terrifying beast face in the blink of an eye, a hideous-looking wolf head to be exact.

The two jailers were so frightened that they crawled out of the dungeon that made them tremble, and Harrick, who had always been conceited, hurriedly took two steps back in fright.

The Silver Sword Assassin standing on the side didn't show much surprise, but calmly drew his weapon, a sword made of pure silver.

Harrick had only seen the motif of this monster in the book of the Calradian Chronicles given to him by Maester Cordion. The book refers to this monster as a 'werewolf'.

This was the first time he had seen a real werewolf, and the werewolf in front of him brought him a threat, whether it was physical, strength, or speed, he was inferior to the werewolf in front of him.

Werewolves are rarely found in the continent of Calradia, and their tribe is entrenched in the distant continent of Balion, and is entangled in land battles with the barbarian, ogre, and orc tribes.

Transformed into a werewolf, Frit swung his claws at the Silver Sword Assassin in front of him, and Ria swung sideways, sharp claws grazing his clothes, and a few thin marks appeared on his sleeves.

Ria raised her sword and slashed at the werewolf's chest, the silver sword slashing across his chest, leaving a deep wound and red blood flowing out.

Werewolf body injuries can heal in a short period of time at a speed visible to the naked eye. But under the damage of silverware, no wound can heal on its own.

Frit roared angrily and lunged at the other party, intending to shred the leader of the Silver Sword Order in front of him. He has lost his mind, and he has become more ferocious and brutal.

When a group of armoured soldiers with shields and swords appeared in the dungeon, they looked at the huge wolf-shaped monster in front of them, and their eyes flashed with fear.

Fleet stopped his ferocious assault on the Silver Sword Assassin and instead violently knocked down several trembling soldiers before fleeing out of the dungeon.

Harrick chased after a group of terrified soldiers, but the Silver Sword Assassin put the Silver Sword in its scabbard, and had no intention of chasing it.

By the time Harrick led the soldiers into the castle's backyard, Fleet's massive body had already run to the corner of the courtyard wall.

Harrick immediately ordered the archers to shoot dozens of arrows, but the werewolf form of Fleet jumped with a lot of strength and climbed directly onto the castle wall.

The moment dozens of arrows landed, Fleet disappeared from everyone's sight.