Chapter 1022: Chapter 631, Nightfall
The room was dim and cramped.
Choosing this location was a well-considered decision.
Whether it was the assassin or the mage,
the confined space greatly limited their abilities.
On the contrary, it was more advantageous for class warrior heroes.
With a loud shout, two warrior heroes took a step and stationed themselves in front of Morse.
With a longsword and a broadsword in hand, they swung horizontally at the waist, one left one right, one up one down.
Kill the heroes first.
The swords whistled through the air as Morse leaped up, gliding through the air.
His purple figure was like an agile big cat.
His movements were light and fluid, yet filled with explosive power.
He weaved through the gaps between the blades, and his dual serrated short swords thrust forward in an instant.
Clang! A crisp sound echoed.
The Sword of Chivalry dodged the attack by tilting his head, but the ‘Valiant Guard’ with the sword was a bit slower.
With a terrified expression, he could only tilt his head and use his helmet to block the blade.
Sparks flew from the forehead of the Valiant Guard, and his head snapped back instantly.
Morse landed on his feet and immediately launched a fierce attack, seizing the moment to kill one first.
But the Sword of Chivalry was also quick, slashing his longsword vertically.
Morse twisted his waist and thrust his short sword directly at the throat of the Sword of Chivalry.
This move was both fast and tricky, forcing the Sword of Chivalry to duck low and swing his sword in defense.
Morse did not stop, rushing toward the ‘Valiant Guard’ again with his twin daggers, repeatedly stabbing at critical spots like the neck, eyes, and chest.
There was even a desperate posture of trading injury for injury.
He aimed to kill one first.
The two warrior heroes were terrified.
This female assassin was not as simple as the intelligence had described.
Every move was cruel and tricky; a slight deviation could mean death or severe injury.
…
On the side,
four male transmigrators also pulled out weapons from behind the cabinet.
They shouted as they charged toward Ms. Li Rong.
With that hero occupied, they were confident in dealing with a woman, especially one without much flesh on her bones.
At such a short distance, spells wouldn’t have much effect.
If they could catch her, they would obtain what the other party had promised.
They also envisioned a better life in the future.
With this thought, their speed increased slightly.
However, the expression on Li Rong’s face did not change as she watched the four men charging at her.
She reached behind her waist.
Then, a shiny pistol was in her hand, aimed directly at them.
She cocked the gun.
Bang!
She pulled the trigger and a loud gunshot rang out.
The next second, the man in the lead howled as a spray of blood burst from his thigh.
Falling to the ground mid-charge, he began to scream in pain while clutching his thigh.
This gunshot also instantly scared the other transmigrators.
They immediately stopped their approach, their eyes wide with surprise and fear.
Nobody had seen a revolver before.
Seeing their companion rolling on the ground holding his leg, they no longer dared to charge to their deaths.
They were no heroes, and they had no scales; a bullet could definitely take them down.
In the eyes of modern people, a gun’s deterrent power was maxed out.
Li Rong held the pistol, not firing a second shot.
Because the first shot wasn’t aimed at that person, nor the thigh.
Her aim had been too poor.
If she fired a second shot and missed, it might cause these men to realize something and desperately charge over.
She did not dare to take that risk.
And it seemed that she had already deterred them.
“What’s the matter? Seeing me being too friendly on usual days, you think you can mess around?” Li Rong’s voice was icy, her gun still aimed at them.
“No, no, Ms. Li, we were wrong, give us a chance,” one of them quickly pleaded for mercy, involuntarily stepping back.
The others also started making excuses.
They completely lost the momentum they had for fighting and shouting earlier.
On the side, the sudden gunshot also startled the other two heroes.
Seeing Li Rong holding a short-barreled musket which had deterred several men,
they cursed in their hearts at the cowardice.
The two exchanged glances.
The Sword of Chivalry charged towards Morse again with his sword, while the other ‘Valiant Guard’ charged towards Li Rong.
Clang!!
Morse blocked the attack of the Sword of Chivalry with the short sword in his left arm.
The other hand’s short sword was flung toward the ‘Valiant Guard’.
The short sword howled miserably as it spiraled through the air toward the large figure.
Clang!
The Valiant Guard blocked it with his sword, his steps slightly slowed.
But Morse positioned himself in front of the two again,
not giving them a chance to get close to Li Rong.
The room was only so large, and it was nearly filled with people.
Li Rong’s expression was also grim.
But her hand holding the pistol never lowered.
Seeing Morse block the others, she continued to address the transmigrators, “Scram, if I see you again, don’t blame me for blasting you.”
“Yes, yes, thank you Ms. Li,” they said.
“Come back, carry him out, anyone who turns back dies,” Li Rong commanded again.
The few who had just thought about escaping through the window ran back.
Under the aim of the gun, they dragged the guy who had been shot in the thigh through the window and out.
Seeing them run into the distance,
Li Rong fired two more shots toward the distance.
The transmigrators, clutching their heads and loudly yelling, kept an S-shaped path as they continued to leave.
At that moment, Li Rong’s gun was again aimed at the other two heroes.
Bang, bang, bang!
She fired three shots directly, but all missed.
As if being hurled as a dart, he began to concentrate Magic.
Summoning a Flame Spider and a Multi-Headed Fire Python, he began an attack on the two people.
For a time, Morse entangled the opponent using the advantage of his status.
The flames at the rear also endlessly harassed them.
From time to time, he would unfurl one or two Magic Scrolls, releasing various spells to wear down the opponent.
But as time passed,
scars covered Morse’s body, and blood dripped from the wounds, with Li Rong’s spells having limited effect.
The shouts of killing outside the door also continued.
Meanwhile, a great fire had started in the wooden hut.
Li Rong, peering out of the window, whispered softly, “Morse, it’s gotten dark….”
Morse himself was somewhat in disarray.
Protecting Li Rong was proving to be quite strenuous.
He nodded and said, “Run outside…, don’t look back.”
“Okay,” said Li Rong as she covered her mouth and nose, promptly leaping through the window.
She ran toward the distance.
The other two heroes, seeing this, no longer tangled with Morse, and flanking him from the left and the right, pursued.
Morse, too, ran out of the range of the fire.
But he did not rush to stop them; instead, his figure gradually disappeared into the night.
Not seeing Morse, the two nevertheless paid no mind.
They simply assumed this hero had fled on his own.
But the next second, a cold light appeared out of nowhere.
Followed by the tragic scream of the ‘Sword of Chivalry.’
A short sword, suddenly appearing in the night, pierced through his clavicle and plunged directly downwards into his chest.
This Dark Elf’s ability was to become invisible in the night….
The Sword of Chivalry was also startled.
Morse did not attack a second time. He withdrew his short sword, stepped back two steps, and his figure once again slowly faded into the night.
The Sword of Chivalry dared not pursue, feeling even the surrounding darkness was unsafe.
He stopped in his tracks and protected his companion.
The ‘Sword of Chivalry’ clenched his injury in agony, which began to turn purple; the short sword was also poisoned.
With trembling hands, he pulled out bottle after bottle of potion and began to pour them down like money was no object.
The profession of an assassin is the most troublesome.
It’s all about killing—mean and despicable, not only is the wound fatal, but it also carries poison.
Meanwhile, far off, the figure of Li Rong had gradually disappeared into the darkness.
They had failed.
This was not simply a matter of failing a mission; in the Federation, they had no place to stay either.
“She’s gone, let’s leave too,” said Sword of Chivalry coldly.
As they cautiously approached, they suddenly felt someone approaching from behind.
They turned around and swung a sword.
Whoosh!
The blade cleaved through the air but hit nothing.
The assassin hadn’t left and was still waiting nearby for an opportunity.
“Damn it…, she’s still here.”
…
No sooner had Li Rong escaped than she saw a cavalry quickly advancing.
The village’s firelight had caught the patrol cavalry’s attention.
In the dim moonlight, Li Rong saw the armor and flags of the Hall of Justice worn by the cavalry.
She hesitated at first, wondering if these were enemy reinforcements.
But then she dismissed the idea.
If they could mobilize the forces of the Hall of Justice, why bother ambushing her?
Realizing this, she cast a ‘fire arrow’ towards the speeding group and shouted loudly, “I am Mage Li Rong from the Mage Association, my caravan has been attacked by bandits; I need your help.”
…
Grigorya was rudely awakened by the urgent knocking on her door.
What exactly was happening this year?
Why was there always someone knocking at her door in the middle of the night?
“What is it?” Grigorya asked toward the door.
From outside, came the voice of the attendant, “Grigorya, just now the Hall of Justice reported an attack on Mage Li Rong’s caravan.”
Grigorya’s eyebrows knit slightly.
Then she sat up and asked, “How is Li Rong?”
“The Hall of Justice did not specify Miss Li Rong’s condition, but she should be safe,” the attendant carefully said.
Grigorya dressed quickly, her expression turning much colder.
Opening the door, she directly asked, “Who did it?”
“Two registered mercenary groups from the city including two hero-level leaders were captured on the scene, under interrogation now,” the attendant continued.
“Prepare a carriage, to the Hall of Justice. Dordy is doing a poorer job these days.”
…
The sky was faintly bright.
The Council Hall.
Dordy looked at the two heroes in the hall, bound and bearing scars.
Grigorya’s brow furrowed slightly.
Though they had received some medical treatment,
one still had a visible ghastly stab wound on the clavicle.
To have survived such a blow was due to the fact that the opponent was a warrior type hero and that medical help was timely.
This was indeed a harsh move by their opponent.
And now, when the Federation was short on people, losing two heroes would also be a loss for the Federation.
Dordy’s brow knitted, but he still maintained his composure.
“Li Rong, what exactly happened?” Dordy asked.
Li Rong was somewhat disheveled, but clearly without any serious injuries.
“Leader Dordy, these two led their mercenaries to set an ambush in the village east of the city to kill me. For self-defense, my guards held off the two, allowing me to escape. I ran into soldiers from the Hall of Justice on the way, and they captured them,” Li Rong stated loudly.
Hearing Li Rong’s words, all the council members present were initially stunned.
Then the room burst into uproar.
Mustering troops for robbery and murder around Silver Wing City….
When did Silver Wing City become so dangerous?
First was the appearance of the Gold Eating Queen, causing nobles in the city to dare not venture out, and now, mercenary bandits have appeared.
What’s going on recently? It’s too chaotic.
Moreover, they did not think Li Rong was lying, as she had mentioned the army of the Hall of Justice.
Involving the Hall of Justice made her claim somewhat more credible.
“Leader Dordy, what she says is not true!” At this moment, the ‘Sword of Chivalry,’ kneeling on the ground, spoke loudly: “We only intended to invite Miss Li Rong for a visit, with no thought of seizing property or harming her life.”