The dragon knight pulled out the black spear that was stuck upside down on the ground and swung it expertly in the air for a while, regaining the grip of it. Then, with his pistol in both hands and his blade pointed forward, he stepped out of his horse and assumed a heroic confrontational stance.

The slender body of the spear was originally integrated with the night, but it was cut off from the darkness by the entangled purple breath.

Firsa knew in his heart that this holy spear was a proud weapon of Celis, and I don't know how many demons died on this cone-shaped blade, and I don't know how many demons penetrated the hearts of demons with this immortal edge.

Standing behind the Dragon Knight is the Guild of Adventurers with bright lights and lights even peeking out the door, and hiding inside is the assassin's prey tonight - Guild Nova.

The three people who fought against the assassins were the adventurers temporarily hired by Snowva who received the "murder notice" this morning, and they were very cautious about the safety of their lives, although the three of them were very famous in the union, he was still not very confident about the strength of the adventurers, so he contacted Filsa, who belonged to the Silver Wing Knights, and asked to appoint another knight as a personal bodyguard.

Time on the battlefield seemed to stand still for a few seconds, and the dragon knight calmly waited for the assassin to strike first. He greeted the enemy's sword with a firm attitude of "one man is the key, and ten thousand people are not open".

The assassin teleported like a stealth again, but this time there was an extra wave of killing intent.

The crisp sound of the clash of swords and spears was so intense that it was impossible to discern with both ears. The movements of the two people shrouded in darkness were too fast to be captured with the naked eye, and they only knew that where the weapons had crossed, they had become like broken walls.

Filsa thought that Shirley, who has "Eagle Eye", should be able to see it more clearly.

It is undeniable that the katana is superior to any other sword in terms of attack, and it is enough to catch the opponent off guard. However, spears and spears are an excellent weapon for both offense and defense, and their advantage is more obvious than that of the former in long-lasting melee combat. This is perfectly suited to the situation that the Dragon Knight is in right now.

He no longer has the ability to discern the rest of the battle, but the only thing that is certain is that one side is attacking to defend, and the other is attacking to break through.

Seeing that the young man who was being suppressed by the dragon knight's fast gun, he retreated to the rear of the battlefield. Although neither side suffered much damage, anyone who has the advantage and who has the upper hand can clearly judge as long as anyone who has set foot on the battlefield a little.

Although he has the great strength to suppress the assassins, the dragon knight does not move forward at this time. To the Adventurers' Guild, the Dragon Knight is like an enchantment, an indestructible defensive enchantment. He only stayed near the gate of the Guild, within the maximum range that the dragon knight could consider. Because protecting the principals inside is his ultimate goal. This is very different from the adventurers who went on a rampage to win, and Cellis's heart of protection continued throughout his operation. Perhaps the loss of the original intention was the main reason for the adventurers' defeat in this battle, and it was not simply a matter of strength.

In this regard, Filsa was full of admiration for this friend from the bottom of his heart.

What tricks did the previous surprising assassins not use at this time?

In fact, until the assassin revealed that trump card, Filsa would never have guessed.

The assassin, he stroked the sleeve of his right hand, revealing his arm entwined with dark stripes.

The strange spell that coiled like a poisonous snake had turned from dark to gray from the moment it appeared in the darkness of the night and was exposed to the gaze of everyone, a glowing gray.

"Do you feel it? That kind of power. Filsa asked Shirley.

"Huh? I think so. But ......"

There will be no mistake, this kind of power, this kind of roar, this strong sense of oppression, is enough to stir up the demon veins in the human body of anyone present, enough to affect everything. This feeling of discomfort will never be forgotten by Felsa.

Emblem - Created with the help of the Holy Breath of the Stone of Light, the Totem of Resurrection summoned from ancient times, the third illusion ability that is free from the realm of magic and magic arts.

It was a testament to the honor of the warriors chosen by the Holy Stone. But why does this night visitor have such a sacred mark?

The reason why Filsa is so aware of the characteristics of the emblem is that he himself has this power. The dull mark on the back of the hand is proof of the existence of the emblem. In this way, it is deliberately concealed by white gloves.

Just as his emblem was still aching, Filsa suddenly noticed that the inside and outside of the broken street, even around the eaves he was in, and the dark and polluted sky, were filled with silver bright particles, overflowing the visible visual range.

Then came a bolt of lightning that burst through the sky, shattering into thousands of falling thunderbirds before reaching the ground. Thunder is birdsong.

The lightning continued for a few seconds. People outside the light curtain only thought that it was a few seconds, but the target who was killed by thousands of thunderbirds inside the light curtain would not think so. That must have been a painful time for centuries.

Before the White Light visited the battlefield, no one had seen Celis escape from that range.

After the white mangs were gone, I saw Cyris kneeling on one knee. The tight armor showed no signs of damage, but there was already a slight amount of white smoke. Up close, he could be seen panting together, as if he was hastily pranayama.

The assassin's movements also stopped. Performing this emblem technique causes him to consume a huge amount of energy, causing him to slow down for a certain period of time. Standing still is the best way to quickly gather stamina and mana.

The battlefield can no longer be called a battlefield, it is the Shura field where the result is like a melee of 100 people. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as "endless ruins", because not a single square meter of ground is intact at all.

After a few seconds of pranayama again, the dragon knight regained his strength and stood firmly.

The two are going to fight again? No, it's not. The assassin took a few steps back, and the edge of the black knife had disappeared, turning back into the original blunt weapon.

It seems that the assassins abandoned tonight's operation.

The Dragon Knight had no intention of going after him, as his mission tonight was only to protect the one in the Adventurers' Guild, and victory or defeat was a matter of non-mission.

The silver moon in the night sky was covered by moving dark clouds. Affected by the sudden and fading white light, the eyes have not had time to adjust to the darkness that will fall again. The assassin took advantage of this opportunity to raise a mysterious phantom charm around him again, and then turned into a wisp of black smoke, which merged with the night and dissipated into the night.

Late at night, the Adventurers Guild.

"Client, could you please explain why you hire anyone else when you have hired the three of us?" The swordsman pointed at the dragon knight and asked like Snow.

"It's not like you're unaware that missions between different teams of adventurers are not allowed to overlap." The other female member also expressed dissatisfaction with this, despite the fact that the defeat was an indisputable fact in front of the trio.

"Assignments are not allowed to cross", this is an unwritten rule that exists among adventurers. Why is this required? Quite simply, because if someone gets involved in the mission, there will inevitably be a dispute over the distribution of the bounty. If it is done by a team, it can be weighted according to the agreement between the team, but if it is for a stranger who comes in with an extra hand to share the bounty......

Nowadays, the so-called adventurers in the Van Lentieno continent are almost all equivalent to bounty hunters, and their monetary interests are above all else. All young people who have just stepped into the union and have a longing for adventure will be honed by money to become "money hunters".

The aged Snowva had long been accustomed to such reckless adventurers, and he took a sip of tea calmly.

"Don't get me wrong, guys." It was not the one who spoke, but the dragon knight Celis, who had been silent on the sidelines. His voice wasn't loud, but it was strong enough to penetrate inside and outside the union.

"The adventurers' commission is to 'stop the assassins from infiltrating the guild to carry out assassinations', and mine is to 'protect Snow'. The implication is that when your lineup is broken by the enemy, it's my turn to shoot. ”

"But we didn't lose ...... then," the swordsman still used words to turn the tide. Presumably, despite the defeat, he wanted to ask the client for some compensation.

"The actions of the three of them, we can see it clearly from the eaves."

Filsa stepped on the light scattered outside, and walked in. He was followed by his assistant Shirley. He smiled and bowed deeply.

"Who are you?" The archer of the three asked unceremoniously.

"We-we're not adventurers, not even the dragon knight Cialis." Filsa drew a line with them. Then he continued: "Through this battle, your hearts are exposed by the interests of victory and defeat. You have put the life and death of your clients out of the way, and your goal has become 'to defeat the enemy in front of you', so you have done your best to deal with it, not to protect the clients in the union behind you. From a certain point on, your approach has gone the other way. That's my opinion, sir. ”

"Oh, thank you, Mr. Proctor. Uh, and Mr. Invigilator's assistant miss. Mr. Dragon Knight, what is your opinion? ”

"I just want to ask one thing. That assassin was really hired by you to be the opponent of the various adventurers in this evaluation? ”

"Sharp eyes." Mr. Snowa briefly exclaimed, then explained: "This is a 'real fight', and as the name suggests, everything is real. Adventurers, please don't look me angry, I didn't deceive you. I just didn't tell you the truth about the assessment. ”

It is conceivable that if it weren't for Celis, he would have become a ghost under the black knife of the assassin. The adventurer was speechless. Failure is an immutable fact.

"So it's not that you lost, but - none of the three of you passed this union actual combat assessment."