At Deck Manor, the party was coming to an end, and the noble carriage that was parked outside the door was about half gone.

The remaining coachmen are getting together and chatting, the content is nothing more than some aristocratic anecdotes, what aristocratic lord keeps a mistress outside, or Mrs. so-and-so secretly dating a lover......

It has to be said that the profession of "driver" acts as a leaker of secrets and a spreader of rumors, no matter where it is.

However, with the bustle at the gate of the manor, these coachmen who were chatting and dancing suddenly dispersed.

At the door, Vincent accompanied this zuihou group of aristocratic young men out. In the exchange of greetings between the two sides, they walked towards the parking place.

"Haha, Brother Xiexie Vincennes' hospitality, today is really worth the trip. I'm going to have a party another day, and I'm going to invite Brother Vincennes to come in at that time. ”

"There is a drama salon over there, and I also ask Brother Vincent to take the time to come. ”

"Coincidentally, I have a ...... over there, too"

............

Looking at the eager faces around him, Vincent couldn't help but feel a little fluttery. Of course, he knew why these young men who were fellow nobles with him were so enthusiastic about wooing him.

Bevin arrives at his manor and makes no secret of his intimacy with the Deck family during the party, which puts him in the spotlight.

Vincent enjoyed the feeling, and at this point, he felt that he could do anything. Isn't Josia just a magician, and he even threw his face at Lao Tzu! Hmph, when I get you, see how I train you.

And that damn coachman. Oh, he must be floating on the Lenau by this time, haha...... Dare to rob a woman with me and look for death.

During the warm greetings, the aristocratic carriages drove away from the manor.

"Haha, stay and stay, Brother Vincent, you are too polite. ”

"Haha, as it should be, as it should be. ”

In a polite voice, Vincent once again bid farewell to a noble young man.

In front of the car door, the aristocratic young man grabbed Vincent's arm,

"Little brother's drama salon, Brother Vincent must come. ”

"Haha, it must be ......" Vincent felt his handsome face cramp with laughter.

The coachman who was standing on the side hurriedly stepped forward to open the car door, and at this moment,

"Bang!",

The openwork carved door of the luxurious carriage suddenly exploded, and a colorful figure rushed out like thunder, followed by a dazzling blade light.

"Assassin!"

"Be careful!"

The nobleman naturally had personal guards around him, and the young nobleman's guard was closest to the assassin, and he immediately issued a warning. He drew his sword sideways and stopped in front of the nobleman.

But in an instant, the assassin passed in front of him. Clearly, the Assassin's target was not his protector.

Behind the aristocratic young man was naturally Vincent, Vincent's guard was not in a good position, and at this time he was standing three steps behind Vincent.

It's not that the guard was negligent in his duties, in fact, under normal circumstances, the guards are all within three steps of the object of protection. After all, except for being in danger, no one wants to be next to a big man who follows him everywhere. Three steps away, and that's just an instantaneous thing.

But now the guard was a little desperate, although he also hurriedly handed the sword up, but he knew very well that he could not catch up, so he hurriedly shouted "Be careful". Hopefully Vincent will react a little bit so that he can buy him time.

Was Vincent a samurai? No doubt, apparently yes. In fact, all nobles, regardless of their title, send their young descendants to the noble academy, where they learn etiquette, martial arts, and so on. So basically the young nobles will have both hands, and the difference is only a matter of the level of force.

Vincent is not a person who can endure hardships and practice, so when he came out of the academy, he had just broken through to a junior martial artist, and his fighting spirit was that he could barely cover his fighting spirit on his weapon. ...,

Moreover, he hadn't faced a formal battle in years, so his first instinct when facing the oncoming Assassin was to pull out the slender noble saber at his waist.

It would certainly be right to draw a sword during a battle, but now the situation is that the assassin's dagger is about to be on the way, and he chooses to draw his sword instead of dodging, which is undoubtedly a brain-dead act.

Sure enough, when Vincent's hand touched the hilt of the sword, the dagger had already been handed to his heart.

He was stunned to see the mask with messy symbols that suddenly appeared in front of him, and then his heart ached. Looking down, a colorful dagger was stuck in his left chest impartially.

"Ah!", Vincent screamed!

"How dare you!" the guard froze, and the blue sword was pointed at the assassin's eyebrows.

Bite!

In the Assassin's empty hand, a dagger glowing red suddenly appeared again, swinging it and striking the long sword.

The swift sword of the guard made the figure of the parrying assassin stunned, and everyone finally saw the assassin's appearance clearly.

Long hair, floral clothes, masks with messy symbols, colorful daggers......

"Ghost Face!"

"Ghost Face!"

The two guards were well-known people, and when they saw the strange image of the assassin, they immediately screamed and lost their voices.

"Boom ......" night owl-like laughter rang out.

The assassin's body flickered, and a few feet away was instantaneous. When he looked up, the guard saw that the dagger was already in front of him.

"Roaring ......"

The guards have been through a hundred battles, and they immediately raise their swords to block. Taken from the prestige of the ghost face, a blue armor-like phantom was also blessed on the body, which was a fighting armor that could be used after reaching the intermediate samurai.

"Suffered", the guard secretly screamed in his heart, the imaginary rainstorm attack did not come, and the colorful figure actually swept past him with a false move. The laughter that sounded in my ears was very harsh.

"Damn it...... Don't run!"

Feeling that the guards who were being teased were furious, they were about to catch up. However, after chasing a few steps, he stopped suddenly, not to mention that his speed was not as fast as Ghost Face, not to mention that he now had a fighting armor on his body......

Dou Qi Armor, burn its own Dou Qi to form armor in the outer body, and enhance defense.

This thing is called Douqi Armor, and I know that it is almost the same as the real armor, and while the defense is enhanced, the gravity has also increased a lot, so the speed has naturally slowed down.

Zuihou, the guard could only watch as Ghost Face bypassed the unwitting carriage in front of him and disappeared into the jungle beside the road.

Is this the number one killer in Lai Rock City...... In broad daylight, it took a dozen or so breaths to come and go, leaving behind a colorful dagger, which was now inserted in Vincent's left chest.

"What's going on? Am I going to die......"

After more than a dozen breaths, the dagger was not drawn, and Vincent was naturally not completely dead. Of course, death is not far away, and it is now endangered.

At this time, he didn't fully understand his situation, but as his vision gradually blurred, Vincent finally came back to his senses, and he panicked......

"Why, I haven't inherited the title of viscount yet. I haven't married Josia yet...... My life is just beginning...... How can you die......"

In the murmuring that was getting lower and lower, Vincent, whose face was full of unwillingness, stared at the sky with wide eyes......