The assassins on the tree couldn't help being shot and fell down. A few who tried to escape were intercepted by a group of guards and surrounded and killed. Seeing all this, many ladies had already started to applaud, but Cohen vaguely felt that
This assassination won't be that simple - so much effort was put into assassinating the main messenger, just to let these low-level rookies die?
Although Cohen's encounters with assassinations were few and far between, none of them were thrilling. After experiencing these unforgettable assassinations, his extraordinary vigilance was not comparable to that of Duke Swice. Duke Swice thought twice.
Anyone who leaves the road to check on other people's conditions is stopped by Cohen with a stern look, because at present, this is the only road that is relatively safe.
Any enemy is most intimidating when he does not show his face. But now, whether on the side of the river embankment or on the side of the manor, the situation is too chaotic. There are bustling people everywhere. How can we distinguish ourselves from the enemy?
At this time, another group of reinforcements rushed out of the manor. Cohen glanced out of the corner of his eye and immediately discovered the problem. He shouted to the two soldiers who were looking towards him, "Watch your back!"
"Kill!" The assassins who were mixed in the group of warriors suddenly attacked. A few of them attacked the warriors at hand without saying a word, and the weapons of others were directed at the lieutenant general one after another. These people were good at martial arts, and the ones who were protecting the lieutenant general were
As soon as several guards came up to meet them, they were immediately taken care of by the other side with ease. Duke Swice was startled and ignored Cohen's previous warning and rushed over to support them.
Cursing secretly in his heart, Cohen threw out the long sword in his hand, temporarily relieving the lieutenant general's side crisis. After a few steps, he rushed in front of Duke Swice, and then grabbed a sword from the crowd. On the side of the road
Pillars of mud burst out in many places on the ground. Nearly ten assassins dressed in black flew into the air with the flying dust, completely surrounding the lieutenant general and his party. And judging from their skills, these assassins hidden under the ground
The assassin is the protagonist of today’s assassination!
There were no guards around, and the lieutenant general and the adjutant began to fight hard to save their lives, but the two of them were obviously not good at dealing with this situation. After all the guards were dead, it was difficult to deal with the assassins from the front. Fortunately, the two of them were not good at dealing with this situation.
The weapon I was holding was a demonic weapon, and the attacker's blade was instantly broken upon contact. I barely managed to resist. How could I have time to look after myself?
The Duke of Swiss, who caught up from behind, entangled an assassin in black, and his guard captain Heaven entangled another, and the remaining assassins continued to kill the lieutenant general. But just a moment before success,
The sight of the assassins was blurred. The lieutenant general and his adjutant were gone. Of course, they were kicked away by Cohen who arrived in time. They were now lying beside the manor with a look of pain on their faces.
The cooked duck flew away. The assassins looked at the nobleman surrounded by them, and the anger in their hearts could no longer be described in words. The most important thing in assassination is the timing, and the right opportunity is often fleeting. Now
The assassins' operation had completely failed... and Cohen, who was surrounded by them, was complaining in his heart. He was not a good gentleman, but the lieutenant general and his adjutant were too important to Cohen, and he was very
Can't be saved.
But what should he do so that Duke Swyth would not be suspicious of his motives for zealously rescuing people? Now it seems that the only way is to be a madman... Anyway, it is rare to have a devil, so just have fun.
"You guys are very good at your skills! You actually made this young master covered in dust. We can't just let it go." With a smile that could never be called kind, Cohen said loudly.
: "In the name of a noble, I hereby declare that I will compete with you. If you win, I will ensure that you leave safely."
When Cohen finished saying this, Duke Swice helped Heaven to deal with his opponents, and stood aside a little out of breath, ready to provide support at any time. It wasn't that he didn't want to stop Cohen, but Cohen finally took the initiative.
Of course he had to support things "in the name of a noble". Fortunately, the guards who ran to the river embankment earlier also rushed back and surrounded the attackers, so they were not afraid that they could really hurt Cohen. Besides,
This Lord Crazy Wolf is no ordinary lunatic. If he hadn't tried his best to persuade him last time, the Demonic Vampire Clan would have had no leader.
"There is no doubt that the contest I am talking about is that I will challenge all of you alone - if you are still human." Miien put the sword at his feet and took a long package thrown by Heaven.
"If anyone wants to run away alone, I will be unhappy, and his death will be ugly. If he loses, he will die in my hands without being punished."
The folk customs of the Demonic Alliance have always been brave, and the nobles have always admired brave people. Upon hearing Cohen's words, the peripheral warriors immediately agreed, and at the same time retreated, leaving the entire road as a venue. The urgent reinforcements have also arrived.
This section of the road was tightly surrounded, with soldiers pointing countless arrows at the attackers, and gargoyles and magicians in the air.
The Duke and the owner of the manor, Count Hernan, went to explain the situation to the officer on duty. Because the Duke was present, the officer on duty who led the army did not dare to neglect. The request of the noble Asa Gutai to compete with the assassin was passed on one by one.
Report.
The conditions stated by Cohen are quite generous to the assassin, but this is not enough to attract the assassin to have a fair competition with him. The most important reason is that the assassin has lost the best opportunity to retreat. Cohen's proposal is that they
The only way to survive.
While waiting, Count Hernan quickly called for help to treat the injured. Fortunately, the attacker had a strong purpose and there were not many injured. In all likelihood, his foot was sprained when a certain lady threw him over the wall.
After the magician treated her for a while, the ladies came out to watch the show, and the miserable Earl of Hernan hurriedly arranged the seats.
Lieutenant General Glens and his adjutant also sat down - the lieutenant general encountered an assassination for the first time and felt very unhappy.
Cohen had a smile on his face, and the assassins lowered their eyes. After the two sides faced off like this for about a quarter of an hour, the reply finally arrived that allowed the contest. Duke Sves knew that it was His Majesty the Emperor who gave the permission personally, because there were three ordinary carriages in front of the reply.
In an instant, they stopped on the river embankment, and the carriage was surrounded by the emperor's bodyguards.
After the officer loudly announced his reply, several of the assassins raised their eyes at the same time, and in a rare gesture, they held their swords in front of their chests and saluted Cohen as a warrior.
"There is no need to salute." Cohen shook his hand, and the black iron straight-backed long knife in the long strip of package was already in his hand, "I just want to have a happy fight."
The assassin who was facing Cohen rushed straight over, and the bodies of the other five assailants swayed at the same time, hiding behind this assassin. But people standing at other angles saw a different scene. In their eyes,
All these assassins jumped behind the attacker and disappeared directly into his shadow - just disappeared into the shadow silently!
The breaths of everyone onlookers stopped at the same time, the men looked shocked, and the screams of the noble ladies started again.
The nobles were just shocked by the strange martial arts of these people, but Miss Senia, who had studied in the Demon Palace since she was a child, was surprised by their origins, because the martial arts used by these assassins were not the martial arts that ordinary assassins could learn.
That is a top-secret martial skill that even the warriors carefully trained by the Dark Demon Palace cannot master. Even Miss Senia only heard her mentor mention it once.
According to legend, such warriors rarely appear, but every time they appear, they will bring huge disasters. Moreover, they are not from the Dark Demon Palace, and no one knows their true identity. The top-secret documents of the Demon Palace call them -
Arbiter of Chaos.
Except for Miss Senia, Duke Swice was the only person in the audience who knew the origin of the assassin. But at this moment, both of them were thinking about a question. They looked a little confused about the situation that Cohen was going to face next.
The two people actually forgot to care about it - why, why did this rogue assassin come to kill the lieutenant general? It is impossible for ordinary nobles to hire an assassin with such skill, even if he is a member of the royal family.
You may not know that such people exist!
By the time they came to their senses, Cohen had already rushed towards the assassin who showed his true strength with a long black iron knife. At the moment when the weapons between the two sides exchanged, the other five assassins hidden in the shadows also took action at the same time.
, six identical long swords stabbed various parts of Cohen's body at the same time, causing screams from the women onlookers. Most of the women had raised their hands to cover their eyes, unable to bear to see this young and handsome nobleman splattered with blood and died.
——But, it looks like it’s too late!
Cohen flicked his wrist, and the blade of the long black iron sword became a little blurry. There was a loud "Puff!" and several sparks exploded in the air. The assassin suddenly turned back, and the five long swords spun out again.
Stabbed out from behind, the long black iron knife in Cohen's hand became blurry again, and there was another loud "Puff!" accompanied by sparks. The moment the assassin's feet landed, Cohen's knife was actively wielded for the first time.
After a sharp sound of metal impact, the assassin not only failed to deflect Cohen's long knife as expected, but was forced back several steps by the powerful impact before he stabilized his body, and could no longer turn over.
The whole audience roared with joy, and the palms of the nobles were all red. The young ladies who had been blindfolded earlier were surprised and happy. They looked excitedly and asked the people around them about the details. Of course, the ordinary nobles could not explain the reason.
Come, but the Duke knows that every sound is the result of Cohen's black iron knife and the assassin's six long swords clashing once each. He suppressed the opponent's weird martial arts purely with speed.
"Not bad! Just give me a surprise during the warm-up. Keep going." Cohen shook his head a few times, turning his wrists and ankles, as if he only now remembered to move all the joints in his body before fighting. "If there is nothing new, you guys
It’s over.”
"Your Excellency is very good." The assassin was quite surprised when his martial arts skills that no one could resist were easily defeated by the opponent. He even violated the assassin's rules and spoke, "Now, in the name of pursuing martial arts, we humbly ask for your advice.
." Although his voice was hoarse and unpleasant, his tone of voice was unusually calm and soft, and his accent also had a typical aristocratic style.
"Don't worry, I won't be soft." As soon as he said this, Cohen raised the long knife with a smile, and slashed straight through it - when he raised the knife, there was still a gap of ten steps between the two sides, but the blade sank.
Cohen had already arrived in front of the attacker, and the blade reached the attacker's head with a scream! The attacker retreated quickly, and several arms holding long swords came out from behind, constantly launching attacks at Cohen at tricky angles.
But Cohen's footsteps did not stop. Instead, he used attacks to attack each other. The black iron sword struck out one after another at an extremely fast speed. Every time the long sword was handed over, it was shaken to one side by the powerful force of the sword. In this way, Cohen
Instead, he put one hand behind his back, but the assassin was beaten terribly.
Huge cheers erupted from the crowd of onlookers, as if it was a festival. The Lieutenant General, who was sitting firmly under the door of the manor, shook his head. He survived under the hands of these assassins. He was really blessed by the Dark Lord. Thinking of this, Cohen
The area hit by the kick started to feel dull pain again - this guy's kick was not light.
In the sparks, Cohen passed by the assassin, but he didn't notice that his own shadow also passed by the assassin's shadow, but suddenly he felt as if he was carrying an adult on his back, and his figure couldn't help but stagnate - right there
At this moment, two assassin's swords appeared in Cohen's shadow, and they stabbed Cohen quickly, one taking away the vest and the other taking the waist!
But the assassin who turned around launched an attack with three other attackers, and the four-pointed icy sword tip flew towards Cohen's front - screams were heard from all over again, and the ladies were once again unable to stop themselves.
Go blindfold!
"Dream!" Cohen first punched with his left hand, sending sand and rocks flying on the ground where his shadow was projected. The two long swords stabbed from the back swung and retracted into the soil. Then he raised the long sword with his right hand and blocked the four sides in front of him.
He picked up a long sword and kicked the assassin in the chest at the same time - the assassin flew out directly and fell heavily to the ground more than ten steps away.
The raised dust gradually dispersed, and the onlookers only saw a smiling Cohen still standing there, with a simple yet beautiful black iron sword held diagonally to his side, and a shocking figure on the ground behind him.
Deep pit, and on the other side, the kicked assassin was trying hard to get up. The nobles could not help but be stunned at this moment, and even forgot to cheer. Even the sergeants on guard outside felt like holding weapons at this moment.
His palms were covered in cold sweat.
There are only two people who are not overly worried about Cohen, and both of them know that these people are a piece of cake for Cohen-if their abilities are limited to that.
When the cheers started, the emotions of the nobles were already quite high. Most of the ladies present had firmly remembered the intoxicating grace of this young nobleman at this moment, which could never be erased. But for Cohen, although
This was helpful for my love letter duel, but it inevitably went against the instructions of several imperial concubines and parents to "stay out of the limelight in the Demon Alliance".
The assassin finally stood up, adjusted his breathing, and walked over with his sword firmly in hand. Cohen left some room for his attack. It was very difficult for someone to hit him. He didn't want to clear it all at once. Things that are fun should be played with fun.
That's right.
"There aren't many shadows here. It seems that your performance is limited." Cohen said calmly, pointing his knife at the other end of the field, where the lieutenant general was initially attacked. Several carriages overturned on the ground, and there were large areas.
Shadow, "It's just fun to go there."
After listening to Cohen's words, the attacker's eyes looked extremely angry. He snorted coldly, turned around and ran in the direction that Cohen pointed. Cohen was very cooperative and chased after him. The two arrived at the same time. The attacker jumped in directly.
He disappeared into the shadows, and Cohen stood at the confluence of several shadows.
"Crack" sounds were heard one after another, and the assassins protected by the shadows drew out their long swords, making several overturned carriages even more tattered, creating more and larger shadows for themselves, and also made the onlookers nobles
They are even more worried.
"Smart." Cohen joked: "Are you trying to escape by combining this with the shade of a tree? Do you want help?"
What answered him were three long swords that came at a rapid pace. The tips were full of fighting spirit, and a string of magic wind blades flew out from the side. The angle was more cunning than before, and the attack was more fierce than before. Cohen dodged the magic while
When attacking, the black iron sword swung out is naturally filled with fighting spirit. The swords intersect, and the metal and fighting spirit are colliding and biting each other. The sparks erupting in the air become more intensive, and the sound they make becomes more and more dull - constantly.
Sporadic magic shot out of the carriage hit the carriage, sometimes cutting the carriage in half, and the situation was chaotic for a while.
Everyone could no longer see clearly the fighting in the field. They could only see sawdust flying in the air, fleeting sparks crashing around with fighting spirit, and the occasional clash of weapons made people feel uneasy. Any battle
In a fight, the audience chooses the side they are closer to and becomes passionate about it. The competition in front of them is of course no exception. Except for a very few people, everyone regards Cohen as their side. When they can't see the fighting process, everyone will inevitably...
Uneasy. Especially the ladies. It was only a short period of time in their eyes, but in their eyes it seemed as long as ten years. Some even had wet eyes and kept praying to the Dark Lord.
Finally, a figure rolled out from the field and fell directly to the ground. The cloth covering his face was dyed another color by blood. Before the shouts of surprise dissipated, another figure flew out and bounced off the ground.
Then it landed on the ground and rolled, limp and without any sign of waking up. Then came the third and fourth ones. The two assassins flew out at the same time, and in different directions.
The river wind blowing from the Grand Canal took away the dust that blocked the view, and Asa Gutai returned to everyone's sight again - no blood stains, no injuries, he held a black iron knife in one hand and put the other behind his back.
His face was calm, and the river wind couldn't help but pick up the corners of his clothes and blue scarf. The whole person looked so elegant and perfect. Especially in an extremely shabby environment, Asa Gutai at this time
The image is perfect to the extreme.
The surrounding carriages have been completely destroyed. There are large pits and small pits in the venue, and the areas that are not pitted are also in a mess. A murderer knelt on one leg in front of Asa Gutai, and the arm holding the sword hung weakly by his side.
But the tip of Asa Gutai's sword was resting on his shoulder - everyone was wondering why there were only five assassins, when they saw a half-cut sword appearing from the shadow to the left of Asa Gutai, but this short sword
But he was unable to cause any harm to Mr. Asa, because the assassin’s wrist was caught by Mr. Asa.
"In the name of mercy, I will redeem your soul." After saying these words with a rare sincerity, Mr. Asa waved his left hand in a semicircle and slapped the assassin to the ground. The attacker's body was no longer injured.
No jitter.
"As for you, because of your bravery, I give you the right to make your own decision." Mr. Asa retracted the knife and turned towards Duke Swice.
The body went limp, and the completely defeated assassin slumped on the ground. The cheers surged through the crowd, showing no signs of stopping. Cohen had been the emperor for a long time, and of course he knew to nod with a smile at this time, and let those who admired him
The young ladies went to her grandma's house.
"Well done, I think I can get thirty love letters this time!" Duke Swice applauded and said softly to Cohen: "Especially the last two sentences, it's a perfect ending."
"Of course." Cohen snorted, "Why do you think I put the knife on his shoulder? Thinking about these two sentences is much harder than fighting!"
Amidst the applause, Emperor Brooke's carriage left. Lieutenant General Glens did not come over to say a word or two to his savior, but left directly with his adjutant, even as he was leaving.
, and did not look at Duke Swice. The Duke wanted to explain something, but felt that the time was not right at the moment, so he still did not take the step of reconciliation.
"He will stay in the imperial capital for several days, so he should have a chance!" The Duke thought in his heart, and turned to Cohen and said: "A hero must know when to call time, so let's go to the military headquarters now! Just make a scene.