402 Match-Fixing (1/2)
When Truen saw the lady of the assassin guild again, he was impressed by the line-up of the matches he received.
”You work fast,” he mused and Desert Lily rolled her eyes.
”They are all men who have been known to be troublesome. I didn't fix the catch but I secured a good reason for Grey Legion and Green Hawk to bite the bait.”
Truen looked through the profile for the five men that he was scheduled to go up against in the Dirt Ring. Three of them were B ranks and Truen passed them to Desert Lily, uninterested in scrubs. They wouldn't even be decent warm-ups. The other two proved to be slightly more interesting.
One of them was a notorious A rank magic-fighter who had a two hundred kill record with the Dirt Ring and made himself a name. They called him the Griffin and his signature move included the use of fire magic when he propelled himself into the sky or used it to enhance his movement speed. Truen didn't think that he had to be too cautious of this man even though he was strong. The archer was faster than him. If he could match with Ruth in terms of speed, the Griffin was nothing to worry about.
The second man who was also his last opponent was interesting. Nobody knew his name or where he came from but he would often come to Deadman Town to trade in some magical beast corpses for money and information.
”He was the only one not recommended by Grey Legion or Green Hawks. This man offered to be your opponent when he heard about a newbie requesting for a challenge to make big money in the ring. Although nobody has seen him fight before, there is no doubting that he is an A rank expert or above. The kind of corpses he trades in can sometimes be wyverns or emperor scythe scorpions.”
”Emperor scythe scorpions?” Truen asked. He knew wyverns but he didn't know what could be so deadly about those insects.
Desert Lily nodded. ”They are considered A ranked monsters. Emperor scythe scorpions are poisonous and getting scratched by one of their scythed tails will result in instant death. They have two of those and two pincers so hardly anyone can take them down without a team. The innkeeper might be an exception but not even I will be able to do it. This is the man who took it down single-handedly or so we suspect and he wants to fight you.”
The archer smirked. ”He might be interesting to fight after all. What do you think my chances of winning are?”
Desert Lily wasn't too sure. ”Between you and him? I would pick him. You're a ranged warrior. Being enclosed in a ring with a levelled terrain is to your natural disadvantage.”