"Are you ready over there? Don't be discovered."
Shirley was right next to the chimney on the roof of the house on the left. The slender figure was wrapped in the night and the refracting wind curtain. Even if someone looked here from a close distance, they would not notice the girl's presence. After everything was considered, she confirmed: "Okay, no problem. The enemy is coming soon."
Filsa looked up at the night sky. A bright mirror moon hangs on the empty night. "Yes, it's almost here. It's very close to the time mentioned in the 'murder notice' sent by the enemy."
The dark clothes were swaying in the night wind on the roof of the house on the right, next to the chimney. Filsa was also blessed by the wind curtain, so the black shadow also blended into the night. The two of them were outside the battlefield, on the houses on the left and right, monitoring the battle that was about to break out.
"By the way," Shirley's clear voice came from Filsa's long-distance communication earrings, which was slightly naughty and playful, "who do you think will win?"
Firsa lowered his head and inspected the battlefield. The battlefield is located on the street in front of the Adventurer's Guild. This deserted street is about thirty meters wide and paved with stone bricks. Surrounding both sides of the battlefield are civilian double-story sloping-roof houses, and the surveillance point where the two men stood is also among them. Unrelated residents have of course been evacuated. The bright moonlight fortunately shines on this temporarily peaceful open space.
"What do you think?" Filsa asked, he already knew what was going on.
"I'm not good at war analysis," Shirley's voice became a little awkward, "but there are three people on the client's side, and there should be only one on the enemy side."
"That's right. So it seems that the two of us only need to do a good job of surveillance. As for the battle, we are not needed. The client is really worried about inviting us here this time. It should be enough to have those guys below. Besides, "Felsa smiled outside the communication earrings.
"Besides?" Shirley was puzzled.
"To say the least, even if those three people lose, there is still backup - my friend - 'Dragon Knight' Celis who is still on standby in the Adventurer's Guild. He will not be so easy. Knocked down.”
"I see, then we can go home early tonight."
"I hope so." However, Filsa still had doubts and uneasiness about the enemy's strength. Filsa knows everything about our strength, but he doesn't know who the enemy is or what its strength is. This is the main factor affecting the situation of the battle.
Only one thing is very clear, that person is an assassin who can send warning letters.
"Coming." Shirley's urgent warning voice came from the earrings.
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In the streets below Filza and Shirley, five minutes before meeting the enemy.
"No problem, there is only one person on the other side!" The captain wiped his beloved sword with a piece of silk cloth, and it suddenly shone brightly. The sharp blade absorbed the pure white moonlight. Then he threw the cloth away and let the wind swing it away.
"Let me explain the tactics first," the archer sitting on the ground said calmly, picked up the stones on the roadside and used them as chess pieces to explain the tactics, and drew a vertical line on the ground. Then he placed two of the stones closest to the straight line, and the last stone behind them.
"The two of you - swordsman Cink and female knight Rena, will be the forwards; and I will support you from the rear! The knight and swordsman are responsible for melee combat, and the archer will support and contain the rear. Reina can also use the range when necessary. Magic. This is a snake oil strategy that is effective against any enemy."
"Archer, no problem!" Rena replied to the archer.
"The 'assassin' will hide his figure and then wait for an opportunity to attack. Those who can do this will definitely not have the same close combat ability as the two of us. If we want to attack by surprise, Archer will protect us from a distance and remind us." Sink analyzed road.
"It's foolproof! So now we just have to wait for his arrival."
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An eerie whirlwind blew across the battlefield. On the flat ground thirty meters away from the three people, a mysterious shadow loomed in the fog.
It was a figure that was too blurry to be seen clearly. The whole body, including the face, was wrapped in a darkness that was darker than the night.
Filsa witnessed the entire process of the enemy appearing and disappearing from above. "Visitor of the dark night..." Even though he was outside the battlefield, he couldn't help but tighten his grip on the weapon at his waist. "How's it going, Shirley, can you see clearly over there?"
"Well, it's okay. But what's wrapped around him?"
"That is a secret spell used to confuse the enemy's vision. Where there is no light, the caster will turn into a shadow. The moonlight at this time was also blocked by the sudden gathering of dark clouds. Who is the enemy, Shirley? , you use your 'Eagle Eye' to see."
"Understood." On Shirley's side, without anyone noticing, she released the magic power and attached it to her green pupils. Within her field of vision, all the scenery and people turned into a clear light green. You can identify who has used magic, and you can even see through the real body wrapped in magic spells.
"The assassin is a male, one hundred and eighty centimeters tall... Let me see more clearly... Ah, he is a young man with black hair and black eyes about our age! Also, I have never seen his weapon before. It’s a black thing in the shape of a machete.”
"Is that so...continue to monitor." A trace of uneasiness flashed in Philsa's heart. He didn't think much and continued to carefully observe the situation below.
The swordsman and the female knight walked to the front, raised their weapons at the same time, and faced the enemy.
"Poor guy, don't you even dare to show your face?" The swordsman's eyes burst out with a burning fighting spirit. He had to win this battle.
The female knight was calm and collected, holding a large sword in both hands.
The swordsman leaped into the sky. At the same time, the figure of the female knight moved sideways. After the two people left the spot, the archer behind them pulled the bow string and fired five arrows.
All three attack at the same time. Scattered arrows flew in almost at the same time; the heavy sword wind rolled up on the left side of the black shadow, and the cold light flashed randomly in the air. No matter which direction you dodge, you are seeking death, and no matter where you are hit, you will be seriously injured.
"So - how will you break through the first siege, assassin." Firsa, who was hiding above, raised his lips. Rather than saying that he was a monitor, he was more of a pure spectator. He expected that the assassin would not be trapped so easily, so he continued to watch with interest.
"Firsa... assassinated him, he smiled!" Shirley's exclamation came to his ears, proving that Filsa's suspicion was correct.
Black shadow - a young man in black clothes, black hair and black eyes appeared in Shirley's field of vision. A mysterious smile appeared on his side face, as if he had already seen through the tricks of the three opponents and found a way to break through the encirclement.
The assassin began to raise the black thing in his right hand, made a forward posture, and then disappeared into thin air.
The next moment, Shirley realized that he had not disappeared, but had turned into a shadow moving on the ground.
With this move, before the three of them could react, they easily overcame the onslaught from three parties.
Shirley's eyes followed the shadow's movement and discovered that his target was actually the archer standing behind.
The archer was also aware of this, but as he had no melee ability at all, he had no choice but to draw his bow again, trying to stop the black shadow from moving forward.
This is completely futile. Shirley, who is also an archer, came to this conclusion.
Before he even took the shooting stance, or even before the archer took out the arrow from the quiver behind his back, the murderous aura had already jumped to his cheek. A bone-chilling coldness and fear suddenly enveloped his whole body, and he could already foresee his outcome in the next second.
"Oops! It's bad this time!" Shirley exclaimed anxiously again.
"What's wrong?" Filsa didn't look at the situation on the battlefield so carefully, so he asked.
"Archer... was defeated!"
"..."
“Ahhhh————”
The speed is as fast as thunder, and the sound is like falling leaves. The archer did not expect this sudden fatal blow at all. The body hit by the horizontal knife fell several meters away like an impact.
The scar across the chest was not caused by a sharp blade; on the contrary, it was more like a scar caused by a dull blade like the back of a knife. Such a blunt blow was more painful than the flesh wound caused by a slash, and the archer fainted from the severe pain.
The two people inside and outside the court were both surprised by the enemy's move. The three of them had originally deployed a tight dragnet, but they never expected that the enemy would break through easily and even be "robbed of the city" - knocking down the archers who were supporting them from behind.
Filsa's expression was as cold as ice and he was speechless. In fact, he was stunned in his heart. He was not shocked because he overestimated the abilities of the three people, but underestimated the unfathomable strength of the assassin. Shirley seemed to read his thoughts from the silence in her earrings, so she asked: "Do we need to be prepared for support..."
"Let's see. Their 'ace' backup didn't show up, so it's not our turn to step in." Although he said this, Shirley could already tell that there was a lot of emotion in Filsa's words. His uneasiness was completely different from that of him who was as calm as water just a few seconds ago.
These two monitors, who had experienced hundreds of battles, knew very well that the enemy was far more powerful than that. What we see now is just the tip of the iceberg of the assassin's strength.
The attack phalanx formed by the three men collapsed immediately due to the sudden fall of the archer, leaving only the two forwards.
This move takes no more than a few seconds. But within a few seconds, one of his companions fell seriously injured. This was a huge blow and an obvious provocation to the other two people.
However, the honor of warriors in their hearts kept them from flinching, and they still believed that they could stop the enemy.
At this time, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and the open space where the war took place was once again blessed by the moonlight. At this moment, the assassin's appearance is clearly visible to everyone.
"As expected, he is a young man about the same age as me..."
The black robe fluttering in the wind carries a murderous aura that is sharp enough to penetrate the heart; what emits from the deep black pupils is a cold light that is not inferior to the sharpness of any sword blade.
Contrary to Firza's expectations, the assassin chose an approach that was contrary to the tenets of his profession - a head-on confrontation. He picked up the unknown pitch-black weapon and galloped in the direction of the swordsman and the female knight.
The female knight stepped back, and the swordsman strode forward, waving his sharp blade to catch the sword.
The sword fight between the assassin and him lasted for more than ten rounds, refusing to give in to each other. As time went by, the swordsman became more and more impatient, disrupting the original rhythm. In fact, before this, the swordsman's sword had always been unable to find the direction of the assassin's "black knife", so that it had never been able to touch the enemy's body. It's like the enemy has figured out his sword path, moves, strength and all his tricks before he makes a move. Just because the shadowy figure assassinating him always managed to dodge his sword strikes, the swordsman felt inexplicably upset.
Filsa, who was watching the battle from the rooftop, also saw this, and at the same time secretly marveled at the enemy's superb intuition, which was by no means something an ordinary assassin could possess.
Firza also noticed the strangeness of the assassin's weapon. This thing—we could call it a weapon—looks extraordinary. The swordsman's sword collided with it and made a dull sound. From this, it seemed that it was not made of ordinary black steel, at least not forged of ordinary metal. From a distance, it can be seen that it looks like a slightly curved knife.
Not long after, the swordsman couldn't wait to use his full force and a swift slash, but it only passed by the assassin's left shoulder. While the performer was still paused in this brief movement, the assassin's black guy suddenly dropped. As a result, the swordsman paid the price with a cut in his back for this reckless attack.
Although the swordsman was hit and fell to the ground, the attack was not over. A bright cold light and an explosive murderous aura splashed out from the sword blade not far from the head. That came from the great sword belonging to the female knight. The inverse anger made her no longer hesitate, and she pointed the sword at the enemy's weak point.
Seeing this, the assassin kicked off the fallen swordsman on the ground and used his strength to dodge the falling edge. The heavy blow of the sword caused the gravel and dust on the ground to rise up.
The swordsman immediately stood up with his sword in hand. The high-end adventurer's coat with excellent toughness can isolate the knife blow from the skin. However, the reason why he was not seriously injured was that the assassin's knife was not sharpened.
The swordsman also realized this, and the confidence that had overflowed from his heart gradually turned into panic. But when I thought about myself as a swordsman and the vanguard captain of this team, I had no idea of retreating.
"Magic Liberation!"
The swordsman and the female knight simultaneously shouted the spell to release the true power, which meant that the mutual testing just now turned into a real fight.
As if responding to their seriousness, the assassin raised the black thing again.
"He must use his full strength this time." Filsa thought to himself.
The assassin was seen. The tips of his index finger and middle finger of his left hand came together and wiped the edge of the black knife. Its dull blade suddenly revealed a heart-chilling edge.
"It turned out to be a samurai sword!" Shirley suddenly realized, and then told Filsa her discovery through the transmitter.
The swordsman and the female knight advanced side by side.
The assassin also picked up the newly polished black knife and galloped fearlessly towards the pair of sharp edges.
This assassin not only had the power to suppress the two warriors, but also had the courage and confidence to confront them head-on.
After calculating an appropriate distance, the assassin stopped his forward momentum with a single step, and assumed a "Wind Flow" parallel offensive and defensive posture with his arms raised overhead, the blade pointed outward, and the tip of the blade pointing obliquely at the ground.
It was this defensive posture that completely withstood attacks from above and from the front. He suddenly exerted force on his waist and took a heavy step forward. This action gave the blade the strength and momentum to push away the two people. He spread out his arms like a black swallow flying sideways with one wing.
The assassin not only had to catch the two men's fierce attacks, but also took advantage of this opportunity to counterattack them. At this time, the blade suddenly reversed and faced the swordsman and the female knight.
Filsa and Shirley, who were standing on the roof and constantly monitoring the situation underground, felt the change of direction of the wind almost at the same time. Then my ears caught three closely overlapping sounds that broke through the air.
In the field of vision of Felsa and Shirley, from the rise of the knife to the fall of the knife, from top to bottom, it was just such a moment. But at this moment, three sharp arcs of light intertwined with each other, rising with the wind, returning against the wind, stopping against the wind, and then disappeared in a flash.
The ancient Japanese swordsman's unique skill of cutting down flying swallows in the sky has been reproduced again. But this time it was two warriors who were killed.
"Shirley... let me ask you, is this the legendary 'Yan Hui'?"
"That's right..."
"Who...is this guy?" The current battle situation told Filsa that the combat skills possessed by this guy were completely beyond his expectation. He is not only an assassin, but also an excellent warrior.
"... By the way, this stunt does not require any consumption of magic power. All it requires is the performer's superb sword skills and timing."
The moonlight disappeared among the dark clouds again, and the assassin was once again enveloped in an indistinguishable darkness. He lowered his black knife, took a long breath, and looked down at the two soldiers who fell to the ground and could not afford to be seriously injured. After a moment, he turned around and walked towards the door of the Adventurer's Guild.
"Firsa, what should we do? Do you want to take action?" Shirley's words came from the earrings with an obviously anxious tone.
"Don't be afraid, Selis is nearby! He won't let the enemy succeed!"
When the assassin took the first step in the direction of the union, a sharp light pierced his eyes, and a black gun stuck on the ground blocked the assassin's way.
At some point, the door to the union was opened. The lights inside cast onto the street floor. Then, "Dragon Knight" Celis, another warrior figure, walked out of the union and appeared on the battlefield.
The light and thin purple-black armor tightly covers the whole body; from the only gap in the helmet, a radiant eye light radiates.
Selys stood before the assassin and looked him in the eyes. The majesty of the Dark Knight is no less than the murderous aura of the assassin.
"Celise... is completely different from those three failed guys!" Shirley told Felsa her surprise.
The Dragon Knight of the Black Spear - the reputation given to Selis by the people. In the Silver Wing Knights to which he belongs, he is also known as the "black ace that penetrates the heart of the enemy". He is also a close friend of Philsa.
What Selis is currently showing is not the posture of a dragon, but the posture of an ordinary dark knight. But despite this, the look in his eyes was as threatening as that of a giant dragon.
Filsa felt Celis's eyes glance over, and for a moment it was directed towards him.
"Tch, have you been discovered?"
Intuition tells the assassin that this will be a difficult enemy. The tactics he had just used to deal with those three people would never work against the Dark Knight in front of him. He calmly calmed down and began to "liberate magic". At the same time, the secret spell used to hide himself turned into a trace of black mist and dissipated.
There was no weapon in Celis's hands, except for the one-meter-long black gun that was barbed in front of the assassin and between the two people.
The Dark Knight kicked back and began to dive like a cheetah. He walked faster than the speed of sound, leaving only an afterimage in the air.
In tonight's battle, the assassin made a long-distance dodge for the first time. Although he did not clearly see whether the opponent had a weapon in his hand, he still made the judgment not to accept the attack head-on. In fact, his judgment was extremely correct, because when the Dark Knight stopped next to the black gun, he was already holding a short stabbing sword about sixty centimeters long in his left hand.
The purpose of Celis's move is to get back his jet-black gun. He first put the short stabbing sword back to his waist, and then pulled out the spear that was stuck upside down on the ground.
(to be continued)
