The former instantly sensed who it was under the control of [Mesli's Ring].

The latter found his own commander in Tic's secret technique.

More than a dozen figures rushed out of the city wall.

They were like monkeys, cats, and the towering city walls had no obstacles to them and other professionals.

They keep pace.

It was like an arrow rushing towards the black figure.

The dark monsters I encountered along the way were slaughtered by these dozen figures one by one.

It is not the way the knights fight head-on, but the small and weird assassination technique that thieves and killers are good at.

A dagger, a dagger, three or five darts, flying knives, and several bottles of poison that have different effects.

Eyes, throat, heart, lower body.

No unnecessary attacks.

There was no hesitation either.

When he turned over skillfully, the monster that had just rushed over suddenly fell to the ground, and the smelly liquid in his throat erupted like a fountain.

A neat turn, the monster that roared turned into a wail, and its pierced eyes made it attack everything around it madly.

final?

When the poison stops, it plunders its life.

The people on the city wall looked at this team in amazement, and in their eyes they seemed silent, alternative, and did not listen to anyone's orders.

Seeing them reaping the lives of monsters very easily, tearing open the lines of defense, and coming to the black figure.

Watching them kneel on one knee.

Watching them lower their heads.

Watch them obey and shout—

"grown ups!"
Chapter completed!