Chapter 115: Finding a Target

Ronan listened to his explanation, and suddenly leaned backwards.

Where he had been, a cold light flashed, almost slicing through his throat.

When the assassin saw that the assassination attempt had failed, the assassin jerked backwards and distanced himself from Ronan.

The Assassin's body then magically disappeared from the room, making it impossible to find a trace.

"Is the Pioneer Blood's ability to conceal?"

Ronan looked at this scene and knew it in his heart.

As the pioneering blood of the reconnaissance characteristic, it is also possible to give birth to the concealment ability of the reverse.

Breath cancellation, psychedelic light and shadow and more are all possible.

It's just that the level of the assassin in front of him is not enough, and it is not enough to deceive Ronan's spiritual vision.

So in his eyes at the moment.

The assassin was holding a dagger, leaning against the wall to hold his breath, moving slowly and cautiously, trying to get around his rear.

Ronan drew the short sword from his waist and threw it into his chest before he could react.

Having lost his abilities, the body of the assassin in the corner is gradually revealed.

Ronan then placed the sword in his hand on the shoulder of the merchant who tried to escape, causing him to crouch on the ground trembling and not moving.

Since the area of Wildfire City had basically been allocated by the time Ronan arrived, only a few streets were left in the corners.

And the whitefish street where he is located, most of the wandering soldiers here are gathered in the tavern, and it is difficult to see the enemies who resist after solving this place.

After the rest of the team gave up on the idea of looting ordinary civilians, the place gradually calmed down.

Not long ago, Ronan received a message from a mercenary who arrived.

It was sent by the most powerful Skull-Crusher mercenary group in the port at present.

The other mercenary groups in the port area are gathering for a meeting so that they can cooperate in the face of the approaching enemy.

The gathering place is in the prominent sailors' market in the port area, a large open-air square.

Originally, it was a bustling market for merchants to buy and sell goods, and tourists and residents gathered here to see fruits, live fish, jewelry, and clothing from all over the kingdom.

But with the outbreak of war, commerce came to a standstill, and the fall of Wildfire City made the once bustling bazaar deserted.

Now the mercenaries are gathering here, which adds to the vitality of the sailors' market.

In the very center of the bazaar stands a tall banner depicting a large black hammer and a smashed human skull.

The overall configuration is full of flamboyance and frenzy.

Two other flags were erected opposite it, depicting a howling storm and an eagle spreading its wings, each occupying a large area.

"Skull Crusher Hammer, Storm, Dragon Eagle, these are currently the three most powerful mercenary groups in the port area, their leaders are all third-order golden knights and awakened ones, the number of mercenary groups exceeds five hundred, and there are many awakened and knights among the members."

Looking at the three flags occupying the triangle of the market center, forming a scene of confrontation with each other, Vano, who has often gone out to understand the situation in the past two days, introduced.

Ronan nodded, observing the members of the mercenary group gathered under the three-pole flag.

The equipment on their bodies and the momentum they displayed clearly surpassed the ordinary mercenary groups around them, causing others to give up their central positions in fear.

Influenced by the aristocratic ethos, the mercenary group took the symbol of their power very seriously.

Often, where the flag is erected, it is declared that this is their territory, and if anyone dares to offend, it is very easy for conflict to erupt.

At this moment, Ronan saw that many mercenaries escalated from verbal conflicts to swords against each other because they were too close to each other, and even caused casualties.

Elena was in no mood to talk to them, she was tangled with the flag in her hand, curling it up, hesitating to open it.

"Don't waste your time, or we won't be able to occupy our position, and we can't stand outside and watch, right?" Ronan reminded with a smile next to him.

Elena glared at him viciously, then sighed and unfurled the flag.

The round cat's face appeared in the sky with the fluttering flag, causing the noisy mercenaries around to fall into silence unconsciously.

A few people couldn't help but bow their heads and let out a sneer, and most of the rest stared at Ronan and the others with inexplicable eyes, shook their heads and turned their eyes away, ignoring them no more.

The avoidance of the other mercenary groups made their surroundings much more empty for a while.

"Don't say it, the effect is quite good, and we have enjoyed the treatment of the three in the middle."

Ronan sat down on the stone steps and said with a smile, while Elena sat next to him with a bitter face, adjusting her emotions.

The two Wano husband and wife are very calm, they don't care about their faces, they have completed the accumulation of their wealth, and the rest only hope to survive the next war.

The three large mercenary groups in the center were constantly arguing throughout the meeting.

Their reaction directly affected the attitudes of the other mercenary groups around them, and the atmosphere in the bazaar became more and more chaotic.

There is a lack of a figure with enough influence to stand up and unify the ideas of all parties.

All mercenary groups have their own ideas and refuse to obey other people's orders, which directly leads to this mercenary meeting becoming a complete farce.

After leaving a few corpses behind, everyone parted unhappily.

The final result of the meeting was the same as before, and the major mercenary groups defended their own areas as before.

On the way back, Ronan was not without gains.

He understood that the Second Army of the Silver Alliance had so far erected ten bed crossbows and five large trebuchets behind the walls along the river to defend against enemy ships.

And assign a thousand soldiers to patrol and defend on the banks of the river, which is almost all the strength that the army can squeeze out.

After basically figuring out the current situation, Ronan no longer pays attention to the battle situation here, but looks for the target of this trip.

The offensive and defensive battles in Wildfire City are a matter of life and death for the mercenary groups here.

But for Ronan, the actual impact was not great.

He didn't care if the city could be defended, not even if the Silver Collar was defeated in this war.

Rather than that, he now needed to find a qualified host for the Holy Blood Parasite and witness its effects.

At night, Ronan leaves through the window on the third floor of the tavern and walks alone in the port area.

Illuminated by the moonlight, this war-torn city presents a unique scene of polarization.

On one side is a lively tavern where a large number of mercenaries gather to drink and have fun, and on the other side is a residence where the doors are closed and the residents are afraid to make a sound.

Before he knew it, he was back to the enemy where he had seen the father and son burned and the woman killed.

There, a teenager was trembling as he examined the woman's body, trying to close her wide eyes.

(End of chapter)