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At half past four in the afternoon, the sun had already begun to set, and the alleys of Sussar's Upper Town were slightly dark.

An elite-level wanderer lurks in the shadows of the alley, his weapon already ready under his cloak.

A poison-hardened dagger, three poison-hardened darts, three daggers to throw, and a small sharp axe designed to pierce armor, the wanderer was ready.

Once again, he confirmed the target, and yes, it was the one designated by his employer, Viscount Cormier named Aaron Salyan.

The employer also told him that he would never admit that he would not be mistaken, and the wanderer thought it was a joke, but when he confirmed the target, he understood why the employer would say that.

Sorry, buddy, it's not that I want to kill you, it's that someone is paying for your life!

The thought of the box of gold coins, the 300 Cormier gold lion coins engraved with the head sticker of the former King of Asan IV on the back, and the clipper ship by the harbor and his new identity, the wanderer felt that the sale had been done.

He was in need of money, he needed it very much, and the wanderer was a profession that lived a dark life, making a living in the gray areas of the city, from the criminal professions of thieves, pickpockets, robbers, assassins, and swindlers to the professions of private investigators, thugs, investigators, and commercial espionage, who were always on the verge of the law, wanderers were always looking for wealth and treasure.

With this money, he can go to Zambia in the east or Turmis in the south to live a new life, or go to Jianwan and Am, isn't it just a change?

He saw the viscount walk into the middle of the alley, and he looked back in confusion, much to the surprise of the wanderer.

Fortunately, the Lord Viscount did not notice him, on the contrary, seeing that there was no one behind, he slipped into the depths of the alley, and then, with his back to himself, did a job of unbuttoning his belt, and raised his head, and a stream of water poured down from the waist of His Excellency the Viscount.

Hum! This man's tutor is really bad, and he is a nobleman! What is the difference between his behavior and those gangsters in the slums?

Since you're such trash, don't blame me!

With a deft pace and skillful stealth, the wanderer approached behind Aaron almost effortlessly, and he drew his dagger and a cold light flashed through the dim alley.

Die!

The light flickered, and when the wanderer touched the distance of only one body left behind Aaron, a tongue of fire suddenly burst out on the ground.

Tzeentch Pinkfire!

Tongues of fire ignited the loager's trouser legs and lunged from beneath him, twisted creatures appearing from the flames, screaming, outstretched hands and gripping the assassin's legs.

Damn, it was discovered! The loiterers were shocked.

Aaron then turned around.

It turned out that Lord Viscount didn't pee in the alley at all!

He was just holding a small kettle in his hand.

"Who told you to come!" Aaron said coldly: "Say it, I can consider sparing you from dying." ”

The ............ wanderer did not answer, seeing that the opportunity for a sneak attack was lost, the dagger flipped over, and the body of the fire dreader was broken in two, and the assassin endured the pain and burns in his legs, threw a smoke bomb at the ground, and quickly retreated.

Hmm~Hmm~ There was a sound of breaking the sky in the air, and two daggers flew with the help of smoke, Aaron had to give up the pursuit, and the viscount rolled around on the ground without caring about it.

Ding~bell~ The dagger fell to the ground, splashing a string of sparks.

Rising again, the wanderer was gone.

Aaron's eyes narrowed, he drew the standard longsword at his waist, and with his other hand preparing a spell, he looked around cautiously, Lord Viscount's face was expressionless, and his brain was running wildly.

Assassination?

Who is it? Is it Shirek, Prince of the Dark Sun? Was it Sharp before? Or the remnants of the Killing King Baal?

Aaron ruled out Sharp first.

Sharp had only been caught by the Queen's Blade for a few hours, and it was impossible for him to immediately buy a murder within a few hours under the watchful eye of the Queen's Blade.

Shirek, Prince of the Dark Sun?

It's not like Aaron, Aaron could feel that this assassin was here to kill him, and the sorcerer at that time had a clear opportunity to kill himself, but instead asked to be captured alive.

In the same way, it is impossible for the followers of the King of Slaughter, Baal, to follow.

Aaron couldn't even think of who would hire a murderer to want his life!

Somewhere in the alley, a slight muffled sound kept Aaron on his toes, and he temporarily stopped thinking and focused his attention on the small environment.

The Wanderer had dealt with the Tzeentch Dread, and injuries to his legs affected his speed.

He recalls his father's teachings.

"When dealing with wanderers, we should try to find open terrain, and if there is really no open terrain, we should also try to stand in a position."

"Fighting in motion, the loiterer will have an advantage, but if he stands still and fights, the loiterer will never be able to defeat the warrior."

"In the same way, use your skill, use your strength, to force the loiter into a protracted battle, you must remember, my son, when a loiterer's first blow does not hit the target hard, then he has already lost half of the battle."

Yes, unlike what many people think, the Wanderer is not a class that excels at combat.

Wanderers are good at adventure and not good at fighting.

And, you must be surprised by a spell you've never seen before, right?

Aaron didn't dare to relax at all, he had already used two one-ring magic today, and he didn't have much magic left!

"Smack~" After a short silence, a tile fell from the air and landed behind Aaron, shattering to pieces.

Aaron didn't turn to look at the tile at all, he swung his long sword and rushed forward, and sure enough, a gray shadow fell in the air, between the lightning and flint, the collision of the long sword and the dagger splashed some sparks, and the sharp dagger in the wanderer's hand cut all the way down Aaron's back to his waist, leaving a big hole on his coat, and Aaron's long sword tip also tasted the first drop of blood today!

That wasn't the end, the two sides staggered, the wanderer turned around in the air, and two daggers flew out, one dagger grazed Aaron's face, and the second dagger hit Aaron's shoulder.

The Viscount snorted, and the clothes on his chest soon darkened and were imprinted with a dark red.

The wanderer also clutched his waist, where he was struck by Aaron's sword, bleeding profusely.

"I ask you one last time, who sent you, and tell me, and I swear in the name of Salian that I can consider sparing you from dying." Aaron snapped.

“………… Don't you feel it? My Viscount, your wound must be numb now, right? The wanderer clutched his waist, and his expression was hideous: "Don't blame me, if you want to blame, you should blame you for messing with people who shouldn't be messed with, now, go to hell!" ”

Aaron's face was very ugly.

Poison on the dagger!

His movements were noticeably slower, and the wanderer no longer hesitated, and he reached into his cloak and threw out three cold rays.

Dart! Aaron hurriedly rolled to the side to dodge, his movements noticeably slower in the eyes of the wanderer.

Seizing this opportunity, the loiterer used the last of his strength to throw his body out, and in a few steps the cloak flung through the small space of the alley, the dagger was reversed, and the cold blade of quenching poison pierced Aaron's neck from the side, expertly flipping the weapon, cutting around Aaron's throat, pulling it out, and putting it in his belt.

Thump!

Aaron fell to the ground, blood pouring down the stoned floor.

The wanderer gasped in place as he whispered, "What a difficult ...... Not! ”

A sharp sword pierced his chest from behind!

"You...... You're not dead? Aaron, who should have had his throat cut out, actually appeared behind him, his hands clenched with his long sword, his arms were strong, where did he look like a dead man?

"It's a pity that your pride has blinded you." Aaron smiled and said, "It's an illusion." ”

One ring of magic, Slaanesh's dream.

It was also the last magic Aaron could use before resting.

While the two sides were talking, the Wanderer had already fallen under his spell.

As for poison? It's a pity that Aaron is not afraid of poison, at least not of it.

Although the Nurgle power in his body is still tightly sealed, the Nurgle power is always there, and it just can't be used, just because it can't be used, just because it bows to such a weak toxin.

Along with the sword, blood poured out in large streams, and the wanderer suddenly let out a loud shout, and he kicked Aaron in the knee, then let his body break away from the sword, put his hands on his chest, and rushed frantically towards the exit of the alley.

Oops! The sword didn't pierce his heart!

Aaron subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to release the magic, but the feeling of exhaustion in his body made him realize that the Slaanesh Delusion just now was the last magic he could release today!

In that case...... Aaron moved his gaze to the ring on his right index finger.

"Hmm!" The ring activated, the ruby on it glowed blood-colored, and with Aaron's snort, new magic flowed back from his fingers to the viscount's body, and he didn't hesitate to raise his hand to the wanderer.

Chaos Missile!

Three multicolored darts of light whizzed away, and without the slightest suspense, the dead wanderer fell to the ground, blood flowing from under him, soaking the ground beneath the corpse.

Holding the wound on his shoulder with his hand, Aaron slowly moved himself to the wanderer's side and searched him.

Nothing was found, only a smoke bomb, 12 gold lion coins, 2 silver falcon coins, a small copper coin, a crowbar, a simple lockpicking tool, and a sharp small armor-piercing axe.

Other than that, there was nothing, and Aaron didn't even find anything that could prove his identity.

Who is it that hired this wanderer to assassinate him?

Aaron couldn't find an answer.

Also, since they have hired murderers to deal with themselves, how can they casually leave something that exposes information?

So, who exactly?

Aaron put his hand over his shoulder, and the dagger was still stuck in his shoulder, oozing blood.

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!

The pain in his shoulder made Lord Viscount grin his teeth, and a dark thought crossed his mind.

No matter who's behind it, since you want to make big news in Cormier's Intraport or Uptown...... I'll help you!

Aaron reached out and activated the effect of the Red Conrad Ring again, his face paling even more.

Dipping his fingers in his own blood on his shoulder, Aaron began to draw the emblem on the wanderer's body while the body was still hot......

Five minutes later.

"Knock~Knock~Knock~"

Residents of Susal Upper Town can clearly feel the shaking of the ground, the sound of heavy objects hitting buildings, and the cracking of wooden houses.

What's wrong? What happened?

The people who live in the upper part of the city are all rich people, wealthy merchants, bureaucrats, excellent craftsmen, and even magnates, dignitaries, and high-ranking priests of the temple, etc., in the kingdom, these people mean a higher level of professionalism and stronger combat ability, after all, this is a world where monsters exist in every corner, and even today, there are dragon witch believers who believe that there are still several dragon tombs under Susar that store immeasurable wealth.

Due to the edict of the Regent, only the nobles with swords were allowed to move around the city with weapons, so the people began to call for guards, and a few who wore weapons had already held their hands on the hilt of their swords.

Within a few seconds, the source of the sound was identified – within an alley.

A handsome and handsome man dressed in a viscount costume stumbled out of the alley, he covered his shoulder with one hand and held a long sword in the other, his expression was frightened, and there were many signs of damage on his body: "Guard! Guardsman! There are monsters! ”

The people on the street knew that he was a local nobleman of Cormier, and their hostility towards him was immediately eliminated, and the monster that burst out of the alley greatly subverted human perception.

What kind of twisted existence is this, it has a height of two meters, six or seven, and its body looks like a large ball of meat wrapped in rags, only in the middle of the ball of meat can vaguely see a twisted human face, and a few thick tentacles stretch out from the gaps in the layers of flesh, waving around, hitting the building next to it, splashing smoke and dust.

What is this?

There is no shortage of well-informed elite adventurers among the people of Uptown, but this big ball of meat in front of them has far exceeded their imagination.

"Guards!" His Excellency Viscount Cormier continued to cry out for help, he reflexively swung his sword and cut a wound on the surface of the large ball of meat, and rolled dangerously past the sweeping tentacles, continuing to call for assistance.

Now everyone understood, and the nobleman was attacked.

At this time, a team of guards had also arrived at the scene.

This is the upper city, where the dignitaries live, here, the guards are not only more numerous, more elite, but also far faster than the patrol soldiers in the lower city, the guards saw this huge monster and immediately lined up on the spot, the crossbowman pulled the trigger, several sharp crossbow bolts hit the monster, pierced the surface of its body, blood flowed from the wound.

Seeing this, the guard commander looked a little fixed, nodded again and again, thinking that it seemed that this monster was not difficult to deal with, he made two gestures, signaling the pikemen to approach, and the sword and shield hands to outflank, and at the same time hurried to rescue the nobleman.

At the same time, the guard chief's heart was also cold.

What the hell is going on? Why is this happening in your own defense zone?

This is Cormier, this is the upper town of Susar!

As the chief of the guard, she is probably going to come to an end, and the regent will never spare those who neglect their duties.

Now, I can only hope that I can save this noble lord and let him say a few good words for him, and see if he can be punished lightly.

"Roar~Roar!" Another crossbow bolt was pierced into the body of this big ball of meat, and it roared wildly without the slightest reason, half-walking and half-crawling against a dozen bleeding wounds on its body, one step at a time, and shook the ground more than once.

When the reinforcements arrived, several guards armed with shields and swords protected Aaron and retreated, but the Chaos Egg obviously didn't intend to end like this, it stretched out its long tentacles and swept it across, knocking the three sword and shield soldiers out on the spot.

At this moment, the situation changed abruptly, and a knight who was fully armed but not wearing a helmet rushed out of the crowd!

"Get out of the way!"

The knight in the purple dragon robe held a half-sword in both hands, and in everyone's eyes, a white-gold light shrouded the sword body, and the divine fire formed in the air.

“FOR The Loyal Fury！ For Thom! ”

The sword body flashed, and under the blessing of light, the hand-held sword slashed right in the chest of the Chaos Egg, and the divine power exploded in the layers of flesh, and the Chaos Egg was killed on the spot!

Aaron, who was lying on the ground, couldn't contain the surprise in his heart.

It's a holy knight!

It's the Holy Slash!