"Are you ready over there? Don't be discovered. ”

Shirley was now leaning against the chimney on the roof of the house on her left. The slender figure is enveloped in the night and the refractive wind curtain, and even if someone looks at it from a close distance, they will not be aware of the girl's presence. When everything was taken care of, she confirmed, "Okay, no problem." The enemy is coming, too. ”

Filsa looked up at the night sky. In the empty night hung a mirror moon. "Yes, it's almost here, and now it's very similar to the 'murder notice' sent by the enemy."

The dark corners of the clothes swayed in the night breeze on the roof of the house on the right, next to the chimney. Filsa was also blessed by the wind curtain, so this dark shadow also blended into the night. The two of them were outside the battlefield, on top of the houses on the left and right, watching the battle that was about to break out.

"By the way," Shirley's crisp voice came from Felsa's earrings for long-distance communication, slightly mischievous and playful, "which side do you say will win?" ”

Filsa looked down at the battlefield. The battlefield is on the street in front of the Adventurers' Guild. The deserted street is about 30 meters wide and paved with stone bricks. Surrounding the battlefield on either side were double-roofed houses for civilians, including the two-person standing surveillance point. Of course, unrelated residents have been evacuated. The moonlight was lucky enough to shine on this tranquil clearing.

"What do you say?" Filsa asked rhetorically, he already knew it.

"I'm not good at war dialysis," Shirley's voice became a little awkward, "but there are three people on the client's side, and there should only be one on the enemy's side." ”

"That's right. So it seems that the two of us just need to do a good job of surveillance, and as for the fight, we don't need it. The client invited us this time, and it should be enough to have that group of guys down there. Besides," Filsa smiled outside the communication earring.

"Besides?" Shirley was puzzled.

"Take 10,000 steps back and say, even if those three people lose, there is still a backup - my friend - the 'Dragon Knight' Celis who is still on standby in the Adventurers' Guild. He wouldn't be knocked down so easily. ”

"I see, then we can go home early tonight."

"Let's hope so." However, Filsa still had doubts and uneasiness about the enemy's strength. As for our strength, Filsa knows everything clearly, but he doesn't know who the enemy is and what his strength is. This is the main factor that affects the situation of the war.

Only one thing is very clear, that person is an assassin who will send a warning letter.

"Here we are." Shirley's hurried warning voice came from the earrings.

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Five minutes before encountering the enemy in the streets below Filsa and Shirley.

"No problem, there is only one person on the other side!" The captain wiped his sword with a silk cloth, and it suddenly shone brightly, and the sharp blade absorbed the pure white moonlight. Then he threw the cloth away and let the wind sway away.

"Explain the tactics first," said the archer, who was sitting on the ground, calmly, picking up the stones on the side of the road as pawns to explain the tactics, and drawing a vertical line on the ground. Then he placed two of the stones closest to the straight line, and the last one behind them.

"The two of you, the swordsman Zinke and the knight Rena, are the vanguards; And I'm in the rear to support you! Knights and swordsmen are responsible for melee grappling, archers are behind to support and pin, and Rena can use area magic if necessary. It's a panacea strategy that works against any enemy. ”

"Archer, no problem!" Rena replied to the archer.

"The 'assassins' will hide themselves and then wait for an opportunity to sneak up. Those who can do this will certainly not have as good melee combat as the two of us; If we want to sneak attack, there is Archer from a distance to protect and remind us. Zink analyzed.

"Foolproof! So we just have to wait for him to come now. ”

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An eerie whirlwind blows across the battlefield. On the flat ground thirty meters away from the three of them, a mysterious shadow loomed in the mist.

It was a blurry figure. The whole body, including the face, was enveloped in a pitch black that was darker than the night.

Filsa was above and witnessed the whole process of the enemy disappearing. The Visitor of the Night...... "Even though he was outside the battlefield, he involuntarily clenched the weapon on his waist." How's that, Shirley, can you see it over there? ”

"Well, it's fine. But what is wrapped around him? ”

"It's a secret spell used to confuse the enemy's vision, turning the caster into a shadow where there's no light. At this time, the moonlight also happened to be obscured by the dark clouds that suddenly gathered. Where the hell is the enemy, Shirley, you use the 'Eagle Eye' to see. ”

"Understood." Shirley's side, unnoticed, she unleashed her magic and attached herself to her green eyes. In her field of vision, all the sights and people evolved into a clear pale green. It is possible to identify who has used magical powers, and even the real body wrapped in magic spells can see through it.

"The assassin was a male, one hundred and eighty centimeters tall...... Let me see it a little bit clearer...... Ah, it's a black-haired, black-eyed boy about our age! Also, his weapon I've never seen before, it's a black creature in the shape of a scimitar. ”

"Is that so...... Continue monitoring. A hint of unease flashed through Felsa's heart. He didn't think much of it, and continued to carefully observe the situation below.

The swordsman and the female knight stepped forward, raising their weapons and facing the enemy.

"Poor fellow, don't you even dare to show your face?" In the eyes of the swordsman, there was a burning fighting spirit, and he had to win this battle.

The female knight was calm and calm, holding a large sword in both hands.

The swordsman leaped into the air. At the same time, the figure of the female knight shifted sideways. After the two men left the place, the archers behind them pulled the bowstring, and five arrows were fired back.

All three attack at the same time. scattered arrows that flew at almost the same time; The heavy sword wind that rolled up on the left hand side of the black shadow, and the cold light that flashed in the air. No matter which direction you dodge, you are killing yourself, and no matter which side you hit, you will be seriously injured.

"So—how will you break through the first siege, assassin." Hidden above, Filsa raised the corners of his mouth, not so much a watcher as a pure spectator. He expected that the assassin would not be so easily trapped, and continued to watch with interest.

"Filsa ...... Assassin him, he laughed! Shirley's exclamation was heard in his ears, proving that Filsa was right.

Black Shadow - In Shirley's field of vision, a black-clad teenager with black hair and black eyes appears. A mysterious smile appeared on his side face, as if he had already seen through the tricks of the other three and found a way to break through the encirclement.

The assassin began to raise the black guy in his right hand, and the whole person made a forward gesture before disappearing into thin air.

In the next moment, Shirley realized that he had not disappeared, but had turned into a shadow that had stalked on the ground.

This move, before the three of them could react, easily crossed the onslaught of the three parties.

Shirley's eyeballs followed the shadow's movements, and she realized that his target was the archers standing behind.

The archer was aware of this, but he had no melee ability at all, so he had to take the bow again, trying to stop the shadow from moving forward.

It was completely futile. Shirley, who is also an archer, came to this conclusion.

Before he could get ready to shoot, or even before the archer could take the arrow from the quiver behind his back, the murderous aura had jumped to his cheeks. A bone-piercing coldness and fear suddenly enveloped his body, and he was already able to foresee the outcome of his next second.

"Oops! This time it's terrible! Shirley exclaimed anxiously again.

"What's wrong?" Filsa didn't look at the situation on the battlefield so closely, so he asked.

"Archer he...... Defeated! ”

“……”

"Ahhh————h

The speed is like thunder, and the sound is like a leaf falling. The archer did not expect this sudden and fatal blow, and his body was slashed by the horizontal knife, and he fell several meters away like an impact.

The wound on the chest was not caused by a sharp blade; Instead, it's more like a scar caused by a blunt blade like the back of a knife. Such a blunt blow was more painful than the flesh wound caused by the slash, and the archer fainted in such severe pain.

The two people in the field and the two people outside the field were surprised by the enemy's appearance. The three of them had already deployed a net of heaven and earth, but they never expected that they would be easily broken through by the enemy, and they were also "robbed of a city" - knocking down the archers who were supporting in the rear.

Firsa's expression was cold and speechless. In fact, he was already stunned in his heart, he was not shocked by overestimating the abilities of the three people, but underestimating the unfathomable strength of the assassin. Shirley also seemed to read his thoughts from the silence in the earrings, and asked, "Do we need to be ready for support......

"Let's see. Their 'trump card' backup didn't play, and it wasn't our turn to step in. Although he said this, Shirley could already hear that there was a great degree of uneasiness in Firsa's words, which was very different from the calm and watery he had been a few seconds ago.

These two battle-hardened watchers knew very well in their hearts that the enemy's strength was much more than that. What is seen now is only the tip of the iceberg of the strength of the assassins.

The attacking phalanx woven by the three of them collapsed due to the sudden fall of the archers, leaving only the two forwards.

It doesn't take more than a few seconds. But within a few seconds, one of his companions had fallen from his wounds. This was a great blow and a clear provocation for the other two.

However, the honor of the warrior in their hearts made them both unflinching, still believing that they could stop the enemy's footsteps.

At this time, the dark clouds in the sky dissipated, and the open space where the war had taken place was once again favored by the moonlight. At this very moment, the appearance of the assassin is clearly displayed in front of everyone's eyes.

"Sure enough, it's a teenager about my age......"

The black robe fluttering in the wind, with a sharp murderous aura that was enough to penetrate the heart; What emanated from the deep black pupils was a cold glow that was not inferior to the edge of any sword.

Contrary to Felsa's predictions, the assassin chose an approach that was contrary to the tenets of his profession – a head-on confrontation. He picked up the unidentified pitch-black weapon and galloped in the direction of the swordsman and the female knight.

The female knight stepped back, and the swordsman strode forward, swinging his blade to meet the sword.

The assassin and his sword fight lasted for more than a dozen rounds, not giving in to each other. As time passed, the swordsman became more and more impatient, disrupting the original rhythm. In fact, before that, the swordsman's blade had always been unable to find the direction of the assassin's "black knife", so that he had not been able to touch the enemy for a single moment. It's as if the enemy has figured out his sword tracks, his moves, his powers, and all his tricks before he makes a move. It was because the assassination of that dark figure always succeeded in dodging his own sword blows, so the swordsman's heart felt inexplicably troubled.

Firsa, who was watching the battle from above the rooftop, saw this, and at the same time secretly marveled at the superior intuition of his enemy, which was by no means possessed by an ordinary assassin.

Filsa also noticed the strangeness of the assassin's weapon. This guy — what might be called a weapon — looks extraordinary. The swordsman's sword collided with it with a dull sound, and it didn't seem to be made of ordinary black steel, at least not of ordinary metal. From a distance, it is recognizable as a slightly curved knife.

It didn't take long for the swordsman to unleash a swift slash with all his might, but only to slash the assassin's left shoulder. Just as the caster was still pausing for this brief moment, the black guy of the assassin fell. As a result, the swordsman paid the price for being slashed in the back for this reckless attack.

Although the swordsman was hit and fell to the ground, the offensive was not over. A bright cold light and an explosive murderous aura splashed out from the blade not far from his head. It was issued by a great sword belonging to a female knight. The rage of the scales made her no longer hesitate, and she aimed her sword at the enemy's weakness.

Seeing this, the assassin kicked away the fallen swordsman on the ground and used his strength to dodge the falling edge. The slam of the greatsword sent the gravel and dust of the ground into the air.

The swordsman immediately stood up with his sword in hand. The high-level adventurer's coat with excellent toughness on his body kept the knife blow out of the flesh. However, the reason why he was not seriously injured was that the assassin's knife did not open.

The swordsman also had an epiphany about this, and the confidence that had overflowed from the bottom of his heart gradually turned into panic. But when he thought that he was a swordsman and the vanguard leader of this team, he had no idea of backing down.

"Magical liberation!"

The swordsman and the female knight both shouted a spell to liberate their true power at the same time, which meant that the temptation of Fang Cai had only now turned into a real battle.

The assassin held up the black guy again, as if in response to the seriousness of the two of them.

"He's going to do his best this time, too." Filsa thought to himself.

I saw the assassin, the tips of his left index finger and middle finger were together, and they wiped the edge of the black knife, and its blunt blade suddenly revealed a cold edge.

"It turned out to be a katana!" Shirley came to her senses, and then told Filsa about her discovery through the transmitter.

Swordsmen and female knights stand side by side.

The assassin also picked up the black knife that had just been sharpened, and galloped fearlessly towards the pair of sharp edges.

This assassin not only has the strength to suppress the two fighters, but also the courage and self-confidence to confront these two fighters head-on.

Calculating an appropriate distance, the assassin stopped the forward rush with a horse step, and put on a parallel offensive and defensive posture of "Wind Flow" with his arms raised over his head, the blade outward, and the tip of the blade pointed obliquely to the ground.

It was this defensive stance that completely parried the attacks from above and from the front. His waist suddenly struck, and he took a heavy step forward, an action that gave the blade the strength and momentum to push the two men apart. He spread out his arms like a black swallow flying on one wing.

The assassin had to not only catch the two men's onslaught, but also take advantage of the opportunity to strike back against them, when the blade suddenly reversed towards the swordsman and the female knight.

Standing above the rooftop, monitoring the situation underground, Filsa and Shirley both felt the wind change direction almost at the same time. Then the ears picked up the sound of three tightly overlapping sounds of breaking the air.

In Filsa and Shirley's field of vision, from the knife to the knife, from above to down, just like that. But at this moment, three sharp arcs of light intertwined with each other, rising with the wind, returning with the wind, stopping against the wind, and disappearing in a flash.

The stunt of the ancient Japanese swordsman who slashed down the flying swallow in the air has reappeared. And this time it was two fighters who fell.

"Shirley...... I ask you, is this the legendary 'Yan Hui'? ”

"That's right......"

"This ...... Who the hell is this guy sacred? "The current situation of the battle tells Filsa that this guy has completely more combat skills than he expected. He was not only an assassin, but also a brilliant samurai.

“…… By the way, this stunt doesn't need to consume mana, all it needs is the caster's superb sword skills and the timing of it. ”

The moonlight was once again hidden in the dark clouds, and the assassin was once again enveloped in an indiscernible darkness. He lowered his black knife and let out a long breath, looking down at the two warriors who had fallen to the ground and were seriously injured. After a few moments, he turned and walked towards the door of the Adventurers' Guild.

"Felsa, what should I do? Want to make a move? Shirley's words came from the earrings with a distinctly anxious tone.

"Don't be afraid, Celis is nearby! He won't let the enemy get his way! ”

As the assassin took the first step in the direction of the union, a sharp light pierced the eye, and a black gun barbed on the ground blocked the assassin's path.

At some point, the door to the union was opened. Lights from inside are projected on the ground of the street. Then, the "Dragon Knight" Celis, another warrior, walked out of the union and appeared on the battlefield.

Light and thin purple-black armor that tightly covers the whole body; From the only slit in the helmet, a dazzling light radiated from his eyes.

Celis stood in front of the assassin and looked him squarely. The majesty of the Dark Knight is no less than the murderous aura of the assassin.

Celis ...... It's completely different from those three failed guys! Shirley told Filsa about her surprise.

The Dragon Knight of the Pitch Black Spear - the reputation bestowed upon Celis. In the Silver Wing Knights to which he belongs, he also has the title of "the black ace that pierces the heart of the enemy". At the same time, he was also a close friend of Felsa.

At present, Celis is not showing the posture of a dragon, but the posture of an ordinary dark knight. But despite this, the look in his eyes was as threatening as that of a dragon.

Filsa felt Celis's gaze glance at him, and for a moment it turned towards him.

"Cut, have you been discovered?"

Intuition tells the assassin that this will be a tricky enemy. The trick he had used to deal with those three people just now would definitely not work for the Dark Knight in front of him. He calmly composures himself and begins to "liberate his magical power", while the secret magic spell used to hide himself dissipates into a black mist.

Celis was unarmed in his hands, except for the one-meter-long black spear that was barbed in front of the assassin and between the two men.

The Dark Knight kicked backwards and began to swoop down like a cheetah. Beyond the speed of sound, leaving only an afterimage in the air.

For the first time in tonight's battle, the assassin made a long-range dodge from a backward leap. Although he did not clearly see whether the opponent had a weapon in his hand, he still made the judgment that he would not accept the attack head-on. In fact, his judgment was extremely correct, because when the Dark Knight stopped beside the black spear, he already held a short bayonet sword about sixty centimeters long in his left hand.

The purpose of Celis's move was to retrieve his jet-black spear. He first retracted his short sword from his waist, and then drew his spear that was stuck upside down on the ground.

(To be continued)