Receding in the direction of the window, Akachi leaned against the coffee table next to the window, and an assassin sword that he thought he could not avoid stabbed him in the chest. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info Akachi curled down to avoid the blade of the sword, and with the impact of the bullet, he slammed away the enemy who tried to block him from the side to get close to the window.

Then he kicked a chair at his previous enemy, picked up a flower pot and smashed it against the window, and jumped on the coffee table with great speed.

The sound of glass and flower pots colliding and shattering alarmed the nearby guards, and the sound of hurried footsteps quickly turned into a knock on the door outside.

Almost as soon as Akachi picked up the pot, Krully, who had been watching the battle, suddenly turned his head sideways and whispered a few words to the Governor, so when the inquiry of the guards came from outside the house, His Excellency the Governor shouted to the door without thinking: "Don't come in!

There was silence outside the door for a moment, and then there were the voices of a few guards who were not sure about it.

At the same time, even the stupidest Assassin understood Akachi's intention to create chaos and escape by jumping out of the window. They scrambled to beckon the weapon towards Akachi's body, and Akaci caused the poison to spread more quickly throughout his body because of the previous action.

With the gradual paralysis of his limbs, Akachi had to selectively avoid the deadliest blades, but the arms and legs that he had no time to care about inevitably were rubbed a few times, and these small cuts immediately came with a sharp pain like cutting flesh.

Akachi gasped, if he hadn't been prepared for the effects of this toxin, he would have mistakenly thought that his hands and feet had been chopped off. He barely sideways his head to avoid a sword slashing at his head, which flew out in an arc with the hat he was wearing, revealing Akachi's memorable face and his elven features.

He ...... He is...... Great evil!"

The Governor, who was peering from the side, suddenly shouted in surprise. His words slowed the movement of the others slightly, and Akachi read through the eyes of the others the emotions of surprise and sarcasm, and he felt that Krully's face seemed to be a little gloomy.

"Can't wait any longer! There's no way Kruli can release water indefinitely, and once he makes a move, I don't have a chance. Akachi thought.

He reflexively slammed into the window with the shattered glass and stepped out.

Just as he was about to jump out of the window, his back, which was exposed to the enemy, was unfortunately slashed by a blade, and a wound from his shoulder to waist instantly splattered blood.

Akachi felt like a cannonball being slammed to the ground. Luckily, the spilled blood slowed down the poison's erosion, and he barely reached out and grabbed a thin branch that stretched out in front of him to cushion the fall. Unfortunately, the impact of the fall to the ground still left him half to death, and he had to fight against an unpredictable fate with the only half life he had left.

"Can't die at this time. Akachi shouted inwardly, but he didn't have the strength to get up again.

"Come here, can you still move?"

A familiar voice crept into his ears at this moment, and before he could make out in a foggy way whether it was a call from heaven or a whisper from hell, a shoulder reached under his armpit and propped him up.

At the same moment, Akachi heard the bowstring taut, the sound of arrows flying out, and the muffled grunt of an arrow. He discovered that the arrows were not being used against him by the Assassins, but rather by someone firing them at the window where he had just jumped to prevent the other Assassins from following him.

Akachi tried to concentrate his attention again. Although the man holding him covered his ears with a hood, Akachi recognized the man as his own kind by relying on the contours of his face.

After realizing that the guy who saved him was actually the elf who had been knocked unconscious by himself a moment ago, Akachi couldn't help but show a look of surprise - could it be that this guy who had eaten his own knife had been pretending to be stunned before so that he could follow him here? But what did he get by following him? And he actually had accomplices.

"Take us out!"

The elf beckoned to a tree outside the wall. In less than a second, a rope noose was thrown on the two of them. Akachi faintly saw a petite figure flash across the thick branches, and then he felt a sharp strangulation at the waist and his feet on the edge of the wall as they suddenly lifted off the ground.

The next moment, the elf jumped with him onto a cart that had been waiting outside the wall, and the carriage began to splo, leaving behind all the killing intent.

Akachi exhaled heavily, and darkness reigned in front of him.