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Chapter 018 Assassination,

At Delk Manor, the party was almost over, and about half of the noble carriages staying outside the door had left.

The remaining coachmen are gathering together to chat, and the content is nothing more than some interesting stories about aristocratic masters, such as raising mistresses outside, or a certain wife secretly dating their lovers...

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

However, with the excitement at the entrance of the manor, the coachmen who were chatting and dancing suddenly scattered.

At the door, Vinson accompanied the last group of noble young men out. As the two sides exchanged greetings, they walked towards the parking area.

"Haha, thank you Brother Vincent for your kind hospitality. Today is really worth the trip. I will hold a party the next day. I will also ask Brother Vincent to attend at that time."

"I have a drama salon on my side, so I'll ask Brother Vincent to take the time to come."

"A coincidence, I have one there too..."

…………

Looking at the eager faces beside him, Vincent couldn't help feeling a little fluttered. Of course, he knew why these young men who were aristocratic as him so enthusiastically attracted him.

Bevin, a stormy figure in Laiyan City, came to his manor and did not hide his intimacy with the Delk family during the party, which made him the focus of everyone.

Vinson enjoyed this feeling very much. At this time, he felt that he could do everything. Joshia? Isn’t he just a magician? He actually shook his face to show me! Humph, when I get you, let me see how I train you.

There is also that damn coachman. Oh, he should be floating on the Renau River at this time, haha... he dares to snatch a woman from me and seek death.

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

"Haha, stay tuned, Brother Vinson, you're too polite."

"Haha, it should, it should."

With a polite voice, Vinson once again bid farewell to a noble young man.

In front of the car door, the noble young man grabbed Vinson's arm.

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

"Haha, it must be..." Vinson felt his handsome face almost burst into laughter.

The coachman standing beside him rushed forward and opened the car door. At this moment,

"Bang!",

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

"assassin!"

"careful!"

There were naturally personal guards around the nobles. The young nobleman's guard was closest to the assassin, so he immediately warned him. He took a step sideways and drew his sword and blocked the nobles.

But in an instant, the assassin passed through him. Obviously, the assassin's target was not his protective object.

Behind the noble young man was Vincent. Vincent's guard was not standing well. At this time, he was standing three steps behind Vincent.

It’s not that this guard is in vain. In fact, under normal circumstances, the guards are three steps away from the protection object. After all, except in a dangerous place, no one wants to follow the burly man who goes anywhere. Let’s talk about the three steps away, which is just an instantaneous thing.

But now the guard was a little desperate. Although he quickly handed the sword on it, he knew very well that he could no longer catch up, so he shouted "Beware". I hope Vinson could react a little so that he could buy time for him.

Is Vincent a warrior? There is no doubt that, obviously. In fact, all nobles, regardless of their title, will send their young descendants to the aristocratic academy to learn etiquette, fighting, etc. So basically, young nobles will have two hands, and the difference is just a matter of the level of force.

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

Moreover, he had not faced a formal battle for several years, so when facing the assassin who was rushing towards him, his first reaction was to pull out the slender noble sword on his waist.

It is definitely right to draw a sword during a battle, but the current situation is that the assassin's dagger is coming. He does not choose to dodge but chooses to draw a sword, which is undoubtedly a brainless behavior.

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

He stared blankly at the mask with messy symbols that suddenly appeared in front of him, and then his heart aches. He looked down and a colorful dagger was inserted into his left chest without any bias.

"Ah!" Vinson screamed!

"You dare!" The guard was anxious, and the blue light sword pointed directly into the assassin's eyebrows.

bite!

The assassin's empty hand suddenly appeared again like magic, with a dagger flashing with red light, and waved it and fought with the long sword.

The guard's quick sword made the assassin pause, and everyone finally saw clearly the assassin's appearance.

Long hair, flowery clothes, messy masks, colorful daggers...

"Ghost Face!"

"Ghost Face!"

The two guards were people who knew the goods. When they saw the strange image of the assassin, they screamed and burst into tears.

"Hehe..." A night owl-like laughter rang out.

The assassin's figure swayed, and a few feet away arrived in an instant. As he looked up, the guard saw that the dagger had arrived in front of him.

"roar……"

The guards have experienced many battles and immediately raised their swords to block them. The reputation of being captured on the ghost face was also blessed by a blue armor-shaped phantom. This is the fighting armor that can be used after entering the intermediate warriors.

"I've been killed", the guard cried in his heart. The imaginary attack of the rainstorm had not arrived. The figure of the beauty actually swung past him with a feint. The "hehe" laughter sounded in his ears seemed very harsh.

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

I felt that the teased guard was furious and was about to chase him. However, after chasing for a few steps, he stopped depressedly. Not to mention that his speed was not as fast as the ghost face, not to mention that he was wearing a fighting armor on his body now...

Dou Qi armor burns its own Dou Qi to form armor on the outer body to enhance defense.

This thing is called Dou Qi Armor, so I know that it is almost the same as the real armor. While the defense is enhanced, the gravity also increases a lot, so the speed naturally slows down.

In the end, the guard could only watch the ghost face bypassing the uninformed carriage in front of him and disappearing into the jungle beside the road.

Is this the number one killer in Laiyan City? In broad daylight, after a dozen breaths, a colorful dagger was left, which was inserted on Vinson's left chest.

"What's the situation? Am I going to die..."

After more than a dozen breaths, the dagger was not drawn out, so naturally Vincent had not died completely. Of course, he was not far from death, and now he was in an endangered state.

At this time, he had not fully understood his own situation, but as his vision gradually blurred, Vincent finally came to his senses and he was panicked...

"How could it be? I haven't inherited the title of Viscount. I haven't married Joshia yet... My life has just begun... How could I die..."

As the murmur became lower and lower, Vincent, with his unwilling face, widened his eyes and looked at the sky...
Chapter completed!
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