Chapter 123 Six southern towns
"not good!"
When he saw a coachman not only not panic but flee, but stayed steadily. Poisonous Sprite was shocked at the time and realized that something was wrong. However, he rushed to the target with all his strength. He was about to kill him. It was too late to change his moves and retreat. He could only be prepared with his other hand. The dagger in his hand was still shot towards the target, and then forcibly reversed the sword energy, changing the direction of the impact, and intending to rush over from the front of the target.
The coachman didn't move, but just raised one hand and said, "Since you're here, stay!"
It was such an ordinary hand, like a sandbag thrown by a child, easily caught the dark green sharp dagger, completely ignoring the poison on it.
If someone carefully observes the hand at this time, he will find that the skin surface of the hand is covered with a layer of light golden light that is almost indistinguishable to the naked eye. Obviously, this is why he ignores the threat of sharp blades and poison.
The coachman held the dagger in his hand and smiled at Donald beside him, saying, "The show is good, you are very talented!"
While speaking, his other hand waved a subtle but irresistible golden light blade and instantly shot at the silver assassin.
"I still owe some heat to you than Lord Marquis! Are you sure you have never been a coachman before?"
Donald also put away his panicked disguise and said with a smile.
This coachman is no other person, but the lord of the northwest province, the Storm Sword Saint, and the Marquis Ansel.
Only the Golden Sword Saint can restrain his breath like an ordinary person. Poison Sting had thought that a powerful Golden Sword Saint and the great noble lord would dress up as a coachman and act in this scene with Donald, the little wizard, to trick him into thinking.
At this time, the poisonous sting was running in the other direction, but before he could run ten steps, he was chased by the light blade. He felt that the power of the sharp stinging back was already sharp before he could reach the body. He knew that this was an attack condensed by the powerful sword energy. With his strength, he could only move his body a little hard to one side. The light blade, which had originally hit the vital position of the xiong back, pierced into his left shoulder with a sneer, and a ball of blood mist burst out from the wound, the skin and muscles were cracked, and bones could be seen in the blood hole.
In addition to the visible injuries of the naked eye, the compressed sword energy immediately split into pieces and invaded the body of the poisonous sting. The poisonous stern screamed and staggered, but he did not dare to stay at all. At this time, he had heard the conversation between the coachman and Donald. If he didn't understand what was going on, he would be stupid on the spot.
While exerting all his strength to escape, his uninjured right hand threw a few projectiles backwards. The projectiles the size of a stinger egg hit the ground and immediately exploded, and a large area of thick smoke exploded behind the stinger.
Just looking at the colorful faces of the smoke, you will know that they are definitely not a good thing.
However, Vincent didn't take these seriously at all. Even the silver sword master could cover his sword energy outside his body to resist external invasion, let alone the golden sword saint.
The silver-level assassin's stealth ability is very annoying. He is the Golden Sword Saint. If he doesn't get close to a certain distance, he will not be absolutely sure to capture him. That's why Edwina gave them such an idea and took the initiative to ask his husband to cooperate to help Donald solve this little trouble.
The rare drama is good, and no matter how cautious the assassin is, he will be fooled. With such an opportunity, if he still lets a silver-level guy escape within less than twenty steps, he will not be worth a lot of money.
Then Vincent suddenly shook his figure, and then there was another person in his hand, the silver assassin who had escaped twenty steps away.
With Donald's eyesight, he couldn't see clearly how Vincent was acting. He only knew that the Golden Sword Saint instantly crossed these twenty steps with his quick body movement, easily subdued the assassin, and then carried the other party in one hand back to his original position. It was just because the speed of the Golden Level was too fast that he seemed to have never left.
Seeing this scene, Donald was very worried. He was worthy of being a powerful golden man. He realized that he had taken it for granted before, and he had only used a little bit of strength. If he had taken all his strength, how powerful would it be?
"I really face the powerful golden man, I'm afraid I don't even have the chance to use teleportation skills. I don't know if the sacred shield, which is known as absolute defense, can block the attack of the powerful golden man!"
Carrying the silver assassin, Vincent asked Donald: "What are you going to do with this guy? Do I need me to interrogate you?"
Donald looked at the assassin who was completely unable to move but was conscious but awake, so he simply shook and said, "He also took money and did things for others. However, since he was a killer, he should have the awareness of failure and give him a happy life!"
Poisonous stings were filled with joy when he heard the first half of the sentence, but the second half made him cold. Since he was promoted to bronze, he had never encountered such a situation where he had no ability to resist and life and death were all in the hands of others.
Although he didn't blink when he assassinated and tortured his previous mission targets, he would be afraid of his true self-death.
However, Vincent had been in charge of the Holy Sword Legion for more than 20 years and was also a decisive person. After learning what Donald meant, he immediately exerted force in his hand. With a creaking sound, the assassin's neck was already broken by him with his strength.
Poor Poison Stinger, the silver assassin who had been rampant for many years, was inevitably killed. He didn't even have the chance to beg for mercy, so he was solved by the Golden Sword Saint as if he had strangled a rabbit to death.
It was just in line with the saying, "I will have to pay it back sooner or later!"
"Since this trouble has been solved, let's go back too! Adevina and the others are probably impatient to wait!"
Donald nodded, Vincent immediately left the assassin's body, turned around and strode towards the direction of Bauhinia City. The carriage originally used to cover up was also left at the entrance of the village.
Even if the Golden Sword Saint was only 30% of the speed, it was faster than an ordinary person riding a horse. Seeing this, Donald waved his hand and released a magic flame to cover the assassin's corpse. He simply summoned a horned eagle beast and rode it up so that he could catch up with Vincent and run along with him.
As for the Silver Assassin's Poisonous Sprite left at the last point in this world, it was soon burned into ashes by the demonic flames, leaving only a human-shaped charred trace.
This trip to the city not only bought fine wine and solved the annoying assassin, but also killed two birds with one stone. Of course, without the participation of Vincent, the Golden Sword Saint, Donald still had no chance to keep the silver assassin.
For the Golden Sword Saint, this is just like exercising food after a meal.
When the two returned to the Marquis' Mansion in Bauhinia, they found that the Marquis' Mansion Edwina was not worried about Donald's actions. They were concentrating on deducing the magic circle diagram with Silver Mage Messel in the garden.
This is a game that only happens between a mage and an alchemist. It is called a game, but in fact, you must have a certain level of magic array attainment to get started.
Even the most basic array diagram is difficult to understand for ordinary people like the Book of Heaven. What's more, these two are powerful mages at the silver level. Although Edwina is not good at alchemy, her hobby for magic arrays is known to many people in the circle of familiar mages.
Magic arrays are not only the main means of creating alchemy creations, but can also be used in spell release and equipment enchantment. There are even theory that the initial magic array was derived from the materialization of the original spell structure, so studying magic arrays is also conducive to learning and mastering spells.
Seeing his disciples come back, Messel only took the time to ask.
"Has the matter been resolved?"
"With Mrs. Edwina's trick and Uncle Vincent's attack, just a silver assassin, he can only return to the embrace of the Shadow King!"
Most thieves and assassins in this world believe in the shadow king Thold, the god of thieves, especially in the mainland where church forces gather. Donald said this naturally as a metaphor for the other party who has died and no threat.
Compared to Messel who can still find time to ask questions, Edwina's magic array is a little worse, but she is already overwhelmed in dealing with the formation diagram in the deduction. She didn't even care about nodding and saying something when her husband and Donald came back.
When he saw his wife Shen Mi entering the magic array, Vincent immediately knew that he would not care about anything else in a short time, so he asked Donald to sit down and talk.
As expected by the Marquis, Edwina was immersed in the magic circle for more than an hour before she finished her breath.
Although Messel is far ahead, Edwina feels that she has gained a lot. Compared to being alone behind closed doors, this time someone has given instructions and practiced, the progress she has made is much greater.
"Thank you for your advice from Messel!"
Then the lady looked up at the sky.
"It's already noon? Then let's go quickly after we have a meal!"
Vincent quipped, "Madam, do you still know the time? I thought you were about to wake up in the evening!"
The original plan was that after Donald and the others solved the tail of the Silver Assassin, they immediately set off to their destination. However, because Edwina felt bored, she suggested that Yu Meissel deduce the array diagram. After delaying for a while, it was almost noon, so she had to eat her fill first before setting off.
Edwina glanced at her husband who looked so majestic but in fact she was not serious, and then immediately arranged the kitchen to prepare everyone's lunch.
After drinking and eating, a group of eight people officially set out.
This time, because I was riding on Donald's airship, it was stable and fast, and there were no obstacles on land, so I did not follow the main road to the capital route, but went straight through several central territories and flew directly to the six southern towns.
The southernmost part of the kingdom, which consists of six towns, is the most chaotic and unordered area of Celte.
Because it is close to a dangerous land in mainland China like the Double-Pedited Dragon Swamp, the living environment is relatively harsh. Many years ago, only thieves, fugitives, etc. chose to settle here. Later, because of the unique production on the edge of the swamp in the area, many adventurers and mercenaries gathered. After many years of development, the six southern towns have now become the main garrison areas of Celtic mercenaries and thieves, looking like a small mercenary kingdom.
Chapter completed!