The raging flame is the best gaffer.

On such a deep and sticky rainy night, you can't tear it apart even if you stretch out your hand. But the Fire Demon Knight charged, and the sky-high fire reflected half of the sky in a slight redden, and every corner of this battlefield was even more delicate.

In the light of the fire, looking down from the hill next to the manor, the advance and retreat of the two warring sides are vividly visible, and it is an excellent place to watch the battle. However, at this time, Dargnan was standing on the top of the slope, his life was still in the hands of others, and he was not in the mood to watch the battle at all. Although he didn't dare to turn his head to look at the other party's face now, the thoughts surging in his heart did not stop for a moment.

So far, he's made a smart choice. Assured that he would never be an opponent, Dargnan gave up his resistance altogether and left it to his disposal. In such a situation, the person who came did not act aggressively or threateningly, and there was no tendency to do so. This can at least prove that the other party is not here specifically for himself, and at the same time, he is also a very orthodox legendary professional, upholding a certain degree of master demeanor, and is not a tyrannical and indiscriminate murderer.

While breathing a sigh of relief, how to continue to make the right response has become the top priority for him to think about. Judging from the tone of the other party, he was quite interested in the battle situation under the mountain, and it should not be that he passed by this place unintentionally. So which side is he supporting? Is it Onissa, who is pressing hard, or Borriello, who is gradually steady?

Dalgnan must figure this out. Otherwise, if such a person is Onisha's strong reinforcement, but he tells the other party that he was hired by Borriello, then the final ending must not be too good.

It is for this reason that when the other party asks who his employer is. Dargnan managed to cope with it, trying to buy a moment to clear his messy thoughts before answering. If it weren't for that, he would certainly be a very professional killer, but at such a life-threatening moment, it would be impossible to still think about the contract spirit of a killer.

But then. The other party continued to ask him about the target he wanted to assassinate, which could no longer be easily prevaricated. Although the contract strictly stipulates that the killer must not divulge the employer's information, there is no requirement for the target's information. After all, even if there are no rules, killers generally don't casually leak information about their targets, because that would make their mission more difficult.

Thinking sharply in his heart, the other party's questioning continued, and Dargnan hesitated slightly. still said calmly, "The target of this operation of the juniors is the female archduke of the Principality of Anlan, Onisha. ”

Even on weekdays, Dargnan has browsed and even memorized the roster of legendary professionals on the mainland, but in a hurry, he can't tell the exact identity of the latecomer. However, now that the positive has given a clear answer. But it also shows that he has found the answer to that question in this short period of time.

The basis for his speculation. It is precisely the attitude of the offensive and defensive sides in the battle situation under the eyes. With the help of a legendary pro, it would have been impossible for Onessa to take such a desperate approach, vowing to die with the enemy. No matter how bad it was, she could wait until the strong man arrived before launching an attack, and then she would be much more sure of success.

On the other hand, the side of Borriello who held on. Even if he gradually occupies the advantage in the battle, he is not in a hurry to counterattack, and he looks like he has a chance to win, obviously there is a safe follow-up or strong reinforcement is imminent.

According to these signs, Dalgnan is so frank in his heart. These speculations. Perhaps ordinary people can also think of stringing up, but under this urgent pressure, he sorted out the mixed ideas between the lightning and flint, and his reaction speed was not very human.

"So, Borriello must have hired you?" Hearing Dargnan's reply, there was only a chuckle from behind him, not a fatal one. From this point of view, even if his speculation is not entirely in line with the facts, it is not too far off.

This time, Dargnan did not answer directly, but shrugged his shoulders noncommittally, and waited for a moment before he tentatively asked, "Senior...... If there is something to do, then, the juniors will retire first?"

"Hmm. A responsive answer came from behind him, seemingly very casual, as if Dargnan's presence was completely unaware of his eyes. Dargnan, however, wished that this was the case, and the boulder in his heart had fallen completely, and he exhaled softly, before tiptoeing to the side of the hill.

It seems that this crisis has finally passed unscathed, Dargnan thought to himself. From beginning to end, he didn't dare to look back, and he didn't know what the legendary powerhouse looked like and where it was sacred, but his life mattered, these trivial things, I don't know if it didn't happen. The most important thing now is to get out on the premise of not provoking the other party's attention, and as for what the battle situation here has developed, he doesn't bother to care.

However, Onisha's situation should be worse than that, and I don't know if I still have a chance to complete this commission. Of course, this kind of sudden event is not within his ability, and when the mission fails, he will have his own organization to go to the place-

"You, wait. ”

Thinking wildly in his heart, he walked quietly, and just took a few steps, when suddenly the man's voice came from behind him again.

"What's the matter, senior?" Dargnan jumped in his heart, hurriedly stopped, and asked subconsciously. At the same time, he lowered his gaze and wandered slightly, trying to recall the distance between him and the other party to determine if he had reached a position where he could quickly escape. Although there is no danger to life for the time being, the less this kind of situation that is completely out of control, the better. If he left a certain range of the opponent, Dargnan had enough confidence to escape in front of a legendary powerhouse.

"You should have been lurking here for a long time, right?" a feeling of forced gaze spread, and the other party seemed to be looking at him, and a whispered inquiry followed.

"Yes, Senpai. Dargnan nodded hurriedly, still a little confused.

"Then, you should also have some understanding of the development of the war situation over there," the voice came again, and ordered somewhat casually, "come here and introduce me." ”

His tone was very light, but there was no hint of inquiry in it, and he gave an unshirkable order, and he was obviously a high-ranking figure on weekdays. Dargnan's face was bitter, and he thought for a moment without a trace, but he turned around and walked back honestly. Such a distance is still too close, and under the premise of not knowing the reality of this legendary powerhouse, he does not have enough confidence to be able to make a contribution in one fell swoop. But fortunately, the other party only ordered himself to introduce the battle situation just now, except for some discomfort, there should be no danger to his life.

And, taking advantage of the opportunity to turn around and walk back, Dargnan can finally peek at the true face of this legendary powerhouse. This is also something that he is very, very curious about.

Is this a warm spring, or is it the middle of winter?

The moment he saw the man's outfit, Dargnan's first reaction was unbelievable.

It's been a while since the earth warmed up, and people have changed into thin spring shirts, but the middle-aged man opposite is still wrapped in a heavy black cloak. The corners of the cloak are also decorated with strips of luxurious fiery red fur, and the slender and supple hair appears to be smooth, apparently taken from rare and rare beasts.

Seeing what he was wearing, Dargnan could even empathize with the stuffy feeling, but the other party's face still looked pale and weak.

No, not just pale, it should be said to be a pathological pale.

Thanks to his unique low-light vision, Dalgnan has gained a certain degree of night vision, but it is impossible to distinguish it as clearly as it is in the middle of the day in such a deep night and rain.

Vaguely, he could see a middle-aged man in bloated clothes standing not far behind him, not too short, but not burly. In the hazy rainline, Dargnan's gaze swept over his face, white face and slight beard, and delicate facial features, in addition to that sickly complexion, it also looked polite and extraordinary.

However, the fact that he appears polite does not mean that he is not strong. Even after turning around, Dargnan could already determine the position of the other party, but he still couldn't use his intuition to lock on, which made him feel a little shocked.

Really, a strong strength.

Dargnon secretly admired, and slowly walked to the other party's side, before stopping and bowing.

"Night vision?" the man gave Dargnon a playful glance and chuckled, "It seems that you have more than one detection method." ”

"I'm ashamed," Dargnan said modestly, "In front of the seniors, it can only be regarded as a small skill of carving insects. ”

Now, he is only a few steps away from this legendary powerhouse, and with just a dozen eyes, he can see the other party's facial features and more details.

Subconsciously glanced at the long knife hanging diagonally from his waist, the dim scabbard seemed ordinary, but with his keen intuition, Dargnan could feel a terrifying power lurking in it. What surprised him even more was that the dripping rain was falling one after another, but when he approached the man, he involuntarily avoided it obliquely, as if he didn't dare to blaspheme him, which seemed very mysterious.

The strong, the absolute strong, at this time, Dalgnan has been fully able to confirm that the other party is definitely a genuine legendary professional, and even in the ranks of the admired by everyone, he is also a leader.

Wrapped in a heavy cloak, his body still seems to be shivering because of the cold, which legendary swordsman has such characteristics?

Bowing his head slightly, Dargnan's heart kept thinking.

Could it be, could it be...... (To be continued......)

PS: (1st update, 3000 words)