Chapter 67 (1/2)
Ogg stared at Donne, full of accidents.
Today, when I met Donne at the gate of the city, he obviously didn't have any weapons and looked like a rustic Dalit. Now he killed here with only a long sword?
”Where are the guards?”
Duvier was furious: ”what do they eat? They let people in!”
Ogg noticed that Donne's sword was still stained with blood and said in a deep voice, ”Lord, I'm afraid those people are dead.”
”What?! there are twenty well-trained guards in the Lord's residence! How can they be killed by this man!”
Duvier still couldn't believe it.
Ogg frowned: ”are you a mage? A wild mage? Or a registered mage in the city of silver?”
Donne didn't explain, and he didn't bother to explain to the dead. He said faintly, ”I'm afraid you did all the little girls missing in caspamiburg?”
Ogg said in a deep voice, ”answer my question.”
Donne continued to think for himself: ”I just wanted to calculate Ellington's account with you, but I didn't expect to find a scum.”
”You, you are Lord Donne of Ellington!”
Duvier widened his eyes and regained some confidence: ”presumptuous! How dare you talk to my lord like this! Aren't you afraid of Locke beating Ellington?”
”Locke? Oh, you mean the unlucky guy trampled to death by the soldiers...” Don shrugged. ”Sorry, your soldiers have become my slaves and are undergoing labor reform in the Brussels iron mine.”
”Nonsense!”
Baron duvier roared, ”if you kneel down immediately and beg for mercy and return the Brussels iron ore mountain to me, I may forgive your rudeness and allow you to kiss my boots!”
Donne sighed, ”so... Where on earth do you have the courage to question my words?”
”Lord,” said Ogg in a deep voice, ”I'm afraid what he said is true...”
”You mean that Locke took 500 elite soldiers and was killed by the Hicks in Ellington?”
Duvier was angry. ”Why don't you tell me that this bastard climbed into the goddess's bed!”
Donne nodded solemnly, ”if I can, I really want to climb up the goddess's bed.”
”Boom!”
Outside the window, a thunder exploded.
what the fuck!
Donne was surprised. The goddess of the world can't really hear it!?
Duvier laughed wildly, ”ha ha, you bitch who blasphemes the goddess will be punished by God!”
Donne regretted that he had nothing to say. When he first came to this world, he knew that there were gods in this world. As a result, he forgot this again these days.
”Forget it, if there is divine punishment, it can't be stopped.”
Donne sighed: ”now, let's calculate the account between us... Before you sent troops to attack Ellington, that is to say, you didn't accept my deal?”
”Just because you are a bitch, you want to trade with me? Dream!”
Duvier sneered, ”even if you are the Lord of Ellington, you are just a hick. Why do you trade with me?”
”Well, it seems that you have made a choice. Then you can only solve it in another way.”
Duvier jerked back and screamed, ”Ogg! Kill him!”
”Your will.”
Ogg's expression suddenly became very gloomy. As soon as his arms shook, two daggers slipped into his hands, and the next moment his figure disappeared.
”Assassin?”
Donne was surprised: ”no wonder you can kidnap the little girl silently. There were such men.”
Duvier said with a grimly smile, ”Ogg is my most powerful man. He is watched by a bronze fourth-order assassin. Even if you are a silver magician, you have to worry about your head when you sleep!”
As duvier said, being targeted by assassins is the most dangerous thing in prandal. Even high-level soldiers and magicians dare not underestimate low-level assassins.
If you are targeted by an assassin, you need to be careful at any time. Your path may be full of traps. The food you eat and the water you drink may be highly toxic. Even when you sleep, you are worried and will die at any time.
With the help of Ogg, duvier eradicated most of the rebels in caspamiburg, which made him a ruler here.
It can be said that without Ogg's help, there would be no Baron duvier today.
”Kill him!”
Duvier roared, ”Ogg, kill him and I'll reward you with gold coins! Beauty! Power! What you want!”
”Your will, Lord.”
Ogg's voice sounded in the room, as if it came from all directions. It was impossible to judge his specific location. From this, we can see how terrible an assassin is.
It's easy
Ogg stood upside down over Donne's head and stared at the back of Donne's neck, as if he could harvest his life by gently sending out a dagger.
Donne looked up indifferently.
Seeing each other, Ogg seemed to get an electric shock. In the blink of an eye, he flashed to another corner, and he was scared into a cold sweat.
Found?
No, it should be a fluke... My sneaking is impeccable. He can't find my trace!
Ogg controlled his breathing rate, and even his heart almost stopped beating every other day.
Although assassins are very dangerous, their dependence is the sneaking skill. Only those who awaken the hidden Apocalypse are qualified to become assassins.
But once discovered, the assassin's fragile body will become their most fatal weakness. Even high-level assassins can't resist the attacks of low-level soldiers and mages.
Therefore, the Kung Fu of hiding is the most important basic skill of an assassin.
Ogg is convinced of his ability to sneak. Even the black iron apocalypse, it is not easy to find out his whereabouts, especially the man in front of him!
Ogg regained his confidence and the dagger slowly stretched out