Chapter 54 It’s time to gamble again
In the several houses marked by the Knights, the doors and windows were deliberately closed and the curtains were drawn. Without any sunlight coming in, the houses became completely dark.
Although there was no light in the entire house, the people inside the house lived their lives as usual, without any collisions or anything wrong, as if these people were born to live in darkness.
It was quiet and orderly, but suddenly a heart-wrenching cough interrupted the silent silence.
Accompanied by a noise, after a while someone came over with a glass of water and handed it to the magic monk who was coughing so hard that he was about to vomit his lungs.
"Ahem..." After drinking the water, the mana monk finally calmed down, "Fujitani."
He called out a person's name, and saw a figure half-kneeling behind the mana monk in the darkness, "Master."
"How many of us are there?"
"There are nine warriors and seven ninjas who escaped from the prison. You and Xumi are the only magical monks left. There are still ten warriors, five ninjas, and three magical monks who did not sneak into the prison with us and are lying in ambush outside."
There are only thirty-six people left. How many people were there with you when you escaped from Rikono?
One hundred? Or two hundred?
Now, there are only thirty-six people left.
An indescribable feeling of sadness came over me. Only these few monks were left who had once supported Sakura Rikono.
And how many people will die in what happens next?
"Is everything arranged?"
The half-kneeling figure behind the magic monk lowered his body and answered respectfully: "Yes, I have followed your instructions and asked the ninja to deliberately leak information so that the Knights can lock our position. Naraka, Tokuno has already ambushed at the designated location and is ready to sacrifice for Rikono at any time."
What should happen next is to make a big fuss in Fairhaven. The bigger the fuss, the better, and the more people are killed, the better.
According to the [transaction], the eighteen people selected as [seeds] will go to the [daimyo], or locally known as the [noble] territory, to preach.
Use half of a person's life to accomplish a certain plan, and in return the Rikono magic monk will be passed down in this new continent.
As the oldest one, who suffered irrecoverable injuries while crossing the sea, and a seventh-level strongman, the magic monk will be the most eye-catching bomb.
The magic monk gently rubbed the water cup in his hand and said, "Fujiya, are you afraid?"
The samurai behind him immediately drew out his sword and plunged it into the ground, "Fujitani Saburo is ready to sacrifice his life for the cause of Satakano at any time."
"good!"
Then, darkness deeper than the darkness swallowed up everyone in the room, leaving no trace.
…
On the other side, the elites of the Knights and the Law Enforcement Corps had surrounded three locations separately, with Ralph leading one team and Margaret leading another.
The last team was led by the red-haired young man, Brenda and Edward.
"Flynn, Brenda, I didn't expect that we would team up again."
Edward skillfully greeted his two former colleagues, "I thought we would meet again when the Queen summoned the captain to present him with a medal of honor."
The red-haired young man named Flynn laughed and said, "Edward, you are still as dreamy as ever. I thought that the fact that only a few people followed the deputy leader and left was enough to explain the problem."
"You have little hope and are being laughed at. Are you going to give up just like that? Captain Margaret is not that kind of person."
Edward did not discuss this issue with his former colleagues for too long, because this topic would definitely not produce any results. He took out several small pottery jars and handed them to Flynn and Brenda. "Here, medicine for wounds. It is very effective in quickly stopping bleeding, healing scabs, and treating broken bones. It can also relieve concussion of internal organs through internal administration. It is much better than the potions of the Apothecary Guild."
"Good stuff, where did you get it?"
Flynn took it directly without any doubt. He knew that Edward would not lie when they joined forces.
"secret."
As the two were chatting, Brenda looked solemn as she listened carefully to the commands conveyed by the magic instrument in her hand.
"Quiet, everyone take your positions. Unnecessary personnel have been relocated. The attack will begin in thirty seconds."
As the order was given, everyone stood accurately in their positions, waiting for the countdown to end.
"thirty!"
…
"twenty!"
…
"ten!"
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"three!"
"two!"
"one!"
"action!"
At the command, the three teams rushed into the three houses respectively and quickly sent back the message through the magic instrument.
"This is Ralph, no enemies encountered."
"This is Margaret, the target area is empty."
"This is Brenda, we have encountered an enemy, one person in number."
A voice filled with broken Khorvaire's common language came from Brenda, "Nice to meet you. My name is Naraka."
"He's the one who sent you to hell!"
“Quickly retreat…”
Before the sound of retreat from the magic instrument could be transmitted, Brenda 's voice suddenly stopped.
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At Albert's House, Mo Cheng looked at the completely completed house with satisfaction. All that was left was to move the furniture in.
After being in this other world for so long, I finally have a place that is airtight and where I can sleep peacefully without having to listen to wolves howling in the middle of the night.
At this moment, Mo Cheng even felt that he could understand why so many working adults wanted their own house.
That feeling of security is something no cave can give you.
This sense of security and satisfaction even made Mo Cheng want to start a party in the evening. He had to express it with some activities.
"Well, give the kids homework tonight. Write a 300-word essay on the topic of moving to a new home."
While thinking about some activities that he once hated, Mo Cheng's face suddenly changed, and he stepped out to block the children who were watching the new building being built.
An invisible slash broke the wall, and the sharp and fast invisible slash rushed towards the children without any pause.
When a solid wall couldn't withstand the blow, how could the children's flesh and blood be stronger than the wall?
Just when the scene was about to turn into a hell of blood and flesh, a fist stronger than any wall slammed from left to right, blasting the invisible blow aside and completely disintegrating the bloody quagmire that should have appeared.
"Which f**k is slinging sword energy everywhere?"
If the Albert family had not noticed the incoming attack in advance, the happy event would have turned into a funeral by now.
But before Mo Cheng could go out to find the murderer who slashed out with the sword energy to [have a good argument]...
“Boom!!!”
The three-story building that had just been built was split vertically in half. The entire building was split directly to the left and right and fell straight down, stirring up countless smoke and dust.
The newly built house, giving Mo Cheng the sense of security he wanted, became a pile of broken stones within five minutes.
The cause of all this was the sword energy that was slashed out by someone unknown.
The young man in gorgeous priest clothing gritted his teeth and squeezed out word by word:
"I! Fuck! Your! Mother!"
