NOTICE: Many of the novels have been removed because they might cause violations, which we were not aware of earlier.
(295)
Saya Yan hurriedly looked around.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Almost the entire upper deck was on fire.
There was no place that was not engulfed in flames, from the floor to the sails, ropes, floor, and railings.
Even now, because of the intense heat, sweat is pouring down my body and my skin is flushed.
“I was surprised because I thought he died quietly. How sad would your master be? If his subordinate came to save you and died.”
A hateful voice was heard again from the flames.
She knew how to turn a crisis into an opportunity.
Saya Yan could determine the location of her enemies through their breathing, movement, mana energy, and the resonance of their voices.
'Over there.'
On the deck, flames were burning particularly fiercely from the ship's steering wheel.
The moment when I put strength into my legs to jump up in one breath.
Exactly.
As if in a lie, the flames disappeared.
"uh?"
The flames were gone from the deck, which had been burning as if it would collapse at any moment, from the ropes that had been swinging precariously, from the sails that had been burning like a swaying wall.
All that remained were the flagship Tempesta and the Calm Night Sea.
Sayaya Yan narrowed her eyes and pulled out her dagger.
My vision, which had adapted to the bright light, blinked and afterimages raced before my eyes.
A white shape stood in front of the rudder wheel like a cartwheel.
'Owl?'
At first glance, it looked like a giant bird of prey sitting there, with its bright yellow eyes and white uniform covering its entire body.
Saaaaah-.
Just then the night wind blew, the clouds in the sky cleared, moonlight poured down on the deck, and Saya Yan's eyes adjusted to the darkness.
“… … Valencianus.”
A man with white hair was smiling arrogantly and shamelessly under the moon.
“Call His Majesty, you lowly being.”
He held onto the stair railing and stepped down from the wheel, one step at a time.
Saya Yan held the dagger in her hands and held it tensely.
Her enemies, whom she could only detest, had an air of aura befitting the name of the Dragon Blood Royal Family.
Her white hair shone translucently in the moonlight, her golden eyes shone like cursed jewels, and her pale cheeks and red lips possessed both madness and dignity.
Saya Yan took a step back without realizing it, and felt ashamed of that fact, and asked coldly.
“How on earth… … ?”
There were dozens of questions posed by that short question.
How did you empty the ship? How did you burn the ship? How did you put out the flames in an instant? How did the sails and ropes not burn?
Valencian chuckled and held up one black-gloved finger.
Hurrruk!
At the end of it, a flame as big as a candle rose, and with a light wave of his wrist, he hurled the flame at Saya Yan.
She instinctively swung her hand like a knife to block the blow, and soon realized that the temperature was lukewarm, if not cool.
Valencianus recited leisurely.
“It wasn’t a real fire. It was a fire I lit with magic. The hottest part didn’t even exceed 100 degrees. It’s an absurdly low temperature to overcome this ship’s fireproof magic.”
Sayaya Yan let out a sigh.
A feeling of terrible despair enveloped my whole body.
“It was burning hot.”
“People usually feel pain when the temperature exceeds 50 degrees. You must have been suppressing your mana, so it must have been even more so. It’s easy to get confused when there are flames billowing all around.”
“Then acting-.”
Valencian laughed bitterly.
“A thick, spreading flame.”
As he uttered a short spell, smoke rose from above his gloves.
She let out a sigh, and he lifted his chin triumphantly.
“It’s a spell called ‘Gray Tears.’ It creates smoke.”
"this……."
She shuddered at the thought of being completely beaten, and Valencian came down the last step.
“Wouldn’t you be willing to be captured? I’m in trouble because of you. You came along because I didn’t finish you off.”
"this-!"
“Cariosa also misses you very much. She is on another ship now. If you run away or rebel, she will tie your master to the bowsprit and sail to the Anchor Islands.”
* * *
Saya Yan couldn't believe what was happening now.
She was second to none in stealth, infiltration, and psychological warfare.
The fact that he had been completely fooled by the young Archduke, who must have been in his early twenties, and had to rush out in a panic, struck the assassin's pride with a deep sting.
Her eyes were sharply distorted.
“… … There was no guarantee that I wouldn’t have run away and gotten mixed up with them.”
The more this happened, the more a smile appeared on Valencian's lips.
“Don’t be foolish. But if I may answer you… … I’ve met guys like you a few times.”
"what?"
——————
faqwiki.xyz
Join our Discord for new chapter updates!
https://discord.com/invite/xr7SxG5T6V
——————
“The Great Way of Eating Ghosts. I don’t know how to use it, but I know it exists. It can make you appear as if you’re dead, but when you first wake up, your memories are hazy and your senses are strange.”
Saya Yan felt fear, not hostility.
'how?'
Valencian approached slowly.
“You may be weaker than us, but I also know that you can perform strange feats using mana.”
"you."
“I told you to call me Your Highness. If you wanted your master to breathe even just once more.”
At that moment, she gave up on living.
Stability returned to his wavering black eyes.
“You already killed Tarti. I came here to seek revenge.”
Valencian shook his head slightly.
A bitter sneer, the smile of a skilled sophist, flashed in his golden eyes.
“I have killed as many people as there are grains of sand in the ocean. I have killed many people with my own hands, but I have killed many more with a single number, a single document. And the people I killed that way are remembered longer.”
“!”
“I already told you. If you resist or run away, I’ll hang that Tarti. So listen up. If you pick up the sword here, you’ll be the one to kill him.”
Percussion!
The next moment, Sayaya Yan kicked the ground like the wind.
Swish-.
Her slender figure was enveloped in thick darkness, the shining blade of her dagger was also enveloped in darkness, and the outlines of the shadows and space became blurred.
wickedness!
Shadows advanced like serpents crawling across the ground, leaping like sharks from the water, and a dagger shrouded in darkness aimed for Valencian's neck.
'I don't know if I can kill him by cutting him, but I'll just cut him off.'
The bastard Duke stood there doing nothing.
The moment when I sensed the immediate success.
bang!
“Who dares put your dirty hands on!”
The next moment, Tentia ran out from behind the stairs that Valencian had come down from.
In the knight's grasp was a one-handed straight sword, 'Manha'.
“!”
Saya Yen realized that even Valencianus standing so stylishly on the wheel was a psychological warfare to attract attention.
‘I can just use a sword… …!’
The moment I thought I could break through, a red mana blade appeared in an instant on the blade that was surrounded by metallic white light.
It was three times faster than regular articles.
'crazy.'
Tsukaaaaak!
A red semicircle cut through the air, and the black-clad assassin was thrown back with the same momentum he had used to attack.
Valencian said with a sly smile.
“When did I ever say I was alone?”
“I will rip that mouth open. I will definitely do it.”
Sayaya Yan sat down on the floor and glared at the two.
The red knight Tentia stood in front of Valencianus like a shield.
'It's the worst.'
It was a combination of a wizard and a knight in full plate armor, whose attacks were not even sure if they would work.
It was the worst possible situation for an assassin.
Tentia howled like an angry wolf.
“You have poisoned me. I don’t know what trick you are using, but you cannot fool my eyes with a shadow like that!”
Valencian gave the order in a sarcastic tone.
“Sir. Just let him live.”
The next moment, a moving fortress-like spirit shot forward.
Percussion!
The red cloak and helmet straps fluttered long, and the mana blade flared once again from the sword manha.
Tsukaaaaak!
Saya Yen slashed to the left, lowering her body to avoid Tentia's sword.
Phew!
And she used all the best techniques she could at close range.
Knock, knock, knock, knock!
Hit the pitch with your elbow, kick the knee with your toe, hit the chin with your palm, and aim for the side where the liver and intestines are with your knee.
Phew pew pew! Phew!!
He thrust the dagger he held in his hand into the gaps in the armor, inserted thin needles into the eye sockets and windpipe of the helmet, and attacked the knight's ankles and knees with the blades extending from his toes and heels.
Chaak-!
Aiming at the wrist with the blade protruding from the knee was a bonus.
Finally, I pulled up my mana a bit, strengthened it with the rotation of my shoulders, elbows, and wrists, and then unleashed it in one breath.
Footprint.
A black aura shot out through the palm of his hand.
Thump!
The moment the palm of his hand collided with the breastplate, a cracking sound like a giant's fist rang out, and Tentia staggered and took a step back.
“Ugh!”
It was a powerful blow that was strong enough to penetrate both the armor's shock-reducing magic and its thick Gambison.
“Get out of the way, you ignorant knight.”
'Got it. Now jump over… … .'
Saya Yan flew, confident of victory.
Percussion!
No matter how powerful a knight was, he would be unable to fight if he was hit by the same attack as before.
However, Tentia stood firm, clenching her left fist tightly.
'uh?'
Woohoo!
A red mana blade blazed above the platinum gauntlet.
Saya Yan gritted her teeth.
'shit!'
bang!
Tentia's fist struck Saya Yen's spirit.
The darkness that Saya Yen covered repelled most attacks, but Tentia served Valencianus, who possessed the power of the spirits, and accurately perceived the essence beyond the blur.
The platinum gauntlet tore through the darkness, and a red aura drew a circle in the air, spreading out into the night sky.
“Ugh!”
Sayaya Yan floated into the air and rolled around on the ground.
Tentia said, snapping her right wrist to make a sound.
“Stand there, you weak assassin.”
* * *
Tsukakakaku!
Tentia's Manha drew red lines, circles, and semicircles in the air.
'With just one cut, you can blow off a limb. How dare a pirate dream of revenge? A thief who deserves to suffer in the abyss?'
Saya Yen circled around Tentia and aimed for one room.
'I just got my wrist back. It's not like my technique doesn't work at all. If we stick together and finish him off in one shot, we have a chance of winning.'
As the first-class knight and the first-class assassin both aimed for the same attack, the red and black spirits rushed towards each other.
Percussion!
wickedness!
Tentia swung her sword down with the force of cutting through the deck floor.
Tsukaaaaak-!!
However, Saya Yan took a step back at the last moment and narrowly avoided Manha.
Wham!
“Ugh!”
With blood flowing from the tip of her nose, Saya Yen quickly jumped up and grabbed Tentia's wrist, spinning around in the air and grabbing Tentia's back.
Of course, you couldn't strangle a knight in plate armor.
but.
'Hair tie.'
Assassins of the East have always had a knack for showing off their strange skills.
Tsk tsk tsk!
Saya Yen's black hair grew long and dug through Tentia's armor.
Even platinum armor that could block fire, lightning, and even the sword of a knight could not stop a single strand of hair.
Phu, phu phu! Phuuk!
The hair dug into his steel-like muscles like thousands of needles.
'I'll stab you a thousand times and kill you.'
But Tentia had no intention of giving in to it.
The moment she felt the strange energy, she bent down, reached her left hand behind her back, grabbed Saya Yan by the collar, and tried to throw her over.
bang!
Saya Yen fell off Tentia's back and rolled across the deck once again.
“Tch!”
The long hair returned to its original state.
Blood dripped from the tip.
“!”
The moment Valencian was about to light the flame, Tentia shouted loudly.
“Assassin! You Tentia! Did you think I’d just sit on this ship like a sack of barley!”
It was a declaration that no help was needed.
Wedge!
Saya Yen responded by throwing a dagger at him, and Tentia advanced, striking back with her fists and sword.
“Become a handful of blood!”
Tentia clenched her fists again, and Saya Yen made an assassin-like decision.
'If this attack fails, I'll pretend to jump into the sea and go to the prison area. It's an adventure. Just one more shot!'
Phew!
Tentia swung her fist at Saya Yen.
“Take the righteous blow!”
Although he used his fists rather than his sword to capture her, it seemed that using his sword would have given Saya Yan a better chance of survival.
'Got it.'
'Just a little more!'
Saya Yen used the technique at the very end.
'Iron is useless.'
Tsk tsk tsk!
There was a sound of something twisting inside her, and her body transformed as if it were filled with iron to the bone.
Tentia's fist flew out with the force of shattering the gate, and struck Saya Yen squarely.
Bam-!
The plank beneath Saya Yan's feet cracked apart.
Clang!
The secret of secrets, the Iron Dance, was released with the sound of breaking glass.
"ha!"
However, Saya Yen managed to keep her position without being thrown away, and had the opportunity to stab Tentia's left armpit with the dagger she had drawn in return.
'now!'