Blood tax

Chapter 82 Assassins in the Shadows and Unspeakable Hobbies
For a town with a garrison and police system, mixing in a few destructive cultists or criminals isn't an insoluble problem.Most of the armed forces and citizens in the town know each other. As long as they spend a certain amount of time going from house to house and checking abandoned and vacant houses, they will sooner or later find the traces of the cultists.

It's fine even if they hide in the mountains.As long as the cultists maintain their human bodies, they must eat and rest, and it is impossible for them to completely hide their traces.

It's okay to wait for them to be driven out of the mouse hole.

It didn't take Griffiths to do the investigation.Although he is only a non-commissioned officer and apprentice knight, Bayeran's law authorizes formal Beyonders above Sequence 8 to have higher authority than ordinary people's magistrates and officers in many specific events.He decided to get acquainted with the environment here first, and walked along the streets of Hepu Town.If the local armed forces find the trail of the cultists, it is likely to turn into a pursuit battle, and the side who is familiar with the terrain will have an overwhelming advantage.

In addition, Griffith has another mind.He specially selected the remote streets and alleys to patrol, like a tarantula dormant among the leaves.

If the group of people who appeared in Hepu Town didn't come here to rob a few grocery stores, if they were really cultists or some organized crime group, they would probably take action against the Extraordinary here.Jump yourself into a tarantula trap.

Soon, a gloomy and dangerous aura appeared behind him, elusive.Even with Griffith's limited inspiration, he noticed that among the leisurely locals and tourists, three people stood out, quietly watching Griffith and following him.

He is really a person with backbone, only three people dare to attack the official Beyonder, do you already have the certainty of victory?
I can compete with them and see. With the blessing of the blood magic spell, even if the battle is unfavorable, it will not be as useless as the cage in the woods incident.

Griffith turned and walked into a remote and dark alley, where he waited for the trailing attackers, greeting them with a polite smile:
"Hoho, didn't you hide and plan a conspiracy, but challenge me head-on? I admire your courage."

Three people shrouded in gloomy aura appeared in front of him.They were well-built, with weapons hidden under their coats.

The leading man came forward with his scabbard in hand:

"Griffith Brandon, my name is Khamis, following the will of the Supreme Creator, I will take your life today."

What is the creator?Unheard of gods.It really is a cult that breeds in some remote corner.

"You're still reporting on your own family. You're a man of integrity. I appreciate you even more," Griffith smiled, took off his spear and dagger and put it on the ground, using his long sword and round shield as his weapons to open his posture." Let the horses come."

Griffith had activated the insight crystal, and through the drive of psionic energy, he noticed that the cultists in front of him were only three Sequence 9 level enemies.

Khamis, headed by him, has spread out obvious psionic ripples, apparently driving some kind of ability.He was also followed by a man and a woman, and he didn't even intend to shoot, quietly watching his companions approaching the foot armored cavalry.

Every step of Khamis seemed to have a hidden mystery. He walked towards Griffith, but it seemed to slowly step into the shadows until his body and breath disappeared.As if evaporated from the world.

Griffith was a little surprised.Khamis may be an Extraordinary of the Assassin Path, although only Sequence 9 has the ability to hide his figure strangely.Presumably he has some kind of special power blessing or holds a magical item like a dark blood cloak.

Griffith could barely perceive a vague figure moving slowly beside him, but couldn't catch his trail.

An unexpected enemy indeed.However, I don't know where the assassins were trained, and they wanted to confront the hoplites in a one-on-one battle.

Griffith held the cavalry shield "Pioneer" in his hand, concentrating on his breath.

Well, let's get you started.In order not to disturb the enemy, Griffith suppressed the idea of ​​blasting him out with the Frozen Nova.

Killing intent is flowing in the air, and the battle without seeing the opponent makes every second infinitely longer.

Griffith's armor has unconsciously been covered with a layer of light blue ice and frozen air. Once attacked, the magic power will immediately form a solid ice armor covering the body.

A sharp whistling ripped through the air.Two black lights came from the shadows and stabbed towards Griffith's waist.

Griffith felt a blow to his back.The sharp blade cut through the ice armor, tearing the leather and mail armor, leaving a bloodstain on the back.A heavy blow followed, hitting the waist and kidneys, causing him to briefly dizzy.

Khamis, who was hiding in the darkness, suddenly launched a surprise attack and a kidney shot, which could not only tear apart the armor but also temporarily stun him.Had he not been wearing heavy armor, Griffith might have been knocked down in this initial attack.

"Successful!"

Khamis' figure flashed from the illusion, and the dagger stabbed at the opponent's waist again.But the dagger was first blocked by the double layer of heavy armor, and then was pressed against the waist by a huge force.

"For Sequence 9, not bad attack power!"

Griffith locked Khamis' hand with his right hand, turned around and threw a shield at Khamis who appeared in the shadows.

The assassin who had just emerged from the shadows staggered on the spot, blood and broken teeth splashed out and leaned back, almost kneeling on the ground.

Griffith threw his shield and dragged Khamis over, then flashed his longsword and corrupted feather fencing like lightning, stabbing at the attacker.

The long sword split Khamis' left shoulder, and icy air poured in from the terrifying exposed wound.

The dagger pierced his right chest, and the shadow energy immediately tore a large piece of flesh and drilled into his internal organs.

"Reckoning" first gave Khamis two swords, and then triggered the enchanting effect respectively.Khamis, who succeeded in the sneak attack, couldn't dodge in time, and was chopped up on the spot to make a piercing scream.

"what--!"

The other two attackers present were startled by the shrill screams.A female assassin attacked quickly under the cover of the shade of trees and leaves, and slashed at Griffith's shoulder.

"boom!"

Although she was hit in the shoulder by the dagger, Griffith was unharmed. Instead, she smashed a bottle of deceleration potion on the ground, and then a dagger that held her down.

"He's wearing double-layer heavy armor!" The female assassin screamed, and then she abandoned her dagger and tried to escape.But her agility was as slow and dull as rust.

Before she could get away from her, Griffith had grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her back, raised it high and smashed it to the ground forcefully.

"Bah!" The female assassin's head was smashed on the rock on the ground, and the red, red, and white blood splattered all over the sky.

Griffith flipped his wrist and stabbed the long sword in her mouth into her mouth and stirred it hard.

The remaining attacker ran away, disappearing into the darkness in a blink of an eye.

Griffith checked the female assassin on the ground and found that she was not breathing.But Khamis, who can hide his figure, is still alive.

The saber and the corrupted fencing left horrific wounds on Khamis's body, but he was still gasping for breath.Griffith briefly bandaged Khamis' wound to stop the bleeding, and then began to assess the condition.

These cultists are really bold enough to attack me during the day, what is their motive?Will he still shoot against Iloti and Amber?Or attack ordinary citizens?
Now that we've reached this stage, it's imperative to interrogate as soon as possible, to strike before they take more action.The garrison mage should be able to apply for a confession agent.

However, the fleeing attackers will soon spread the word back to their lair, and the rest of the cultists will move their hiding places.

I have to find clues as soon as possible, how to do it well...

After a short silence, Griffith suddenly covered his head and laughed: "Hahaha, hahahaha."

I was so comfortable living a foolish life that I almost forgot who I was and where I came from.What a rare opportunity, I happen to have some itchiness too...

Gris picked up Khamis, who was still bleeding, and quickly ran towards the security police post in the distance.

Two security police were stationed at the nearby street entrance to maintain order for tourists.Griffith ran there carrying Khamis, startling both vigilantes.

"I am the apprentice knight of Count Larmor, notify the Church of Saint Grace and bring the city defense army."

……

The vigilantes walked away, leaving only Khamis and Griffith, who were half-breathing.

"Where are your accomplices, their number, equipment, and configuration."

Before the injured Khamis could catch his breath, Griffith pinned him down on a bench and tied his hands and feet.

"What are you going to do?" Khamis was tied up on the bench, looked at the trainee knight in surprise, and said with difficulty as if he was dying, "Help me quickly, if I die, I will be seriously injured."

"Where are your accomplices, their number, equipment, and configuration."

"I am a believer of the Creator and can't say anything."

Khamis vomited blood and looked seriously injured.Suddenly, his face tightened.

In front of him, some strange and expectant expressions suddenly appeared on the face of the mighty, resolute, and solemn apprentice knight, who was looking him up and down, as if he was about to invade at any time.

"You, what are you going to do?" Khamis, who was covered in blood, felt that something was wrong and began to struggle.

The apprentice knight in front of him did not sternly reprimand or beat him, but looked at him with a disgusting expression as if seeing a long-lost lover.

This strange unfolding and atmosphere was completely unexpected, and one could not imagine what a fierce dismounted cavalry would have thought.

Griffith turned around and fiddled with something beside him for a while, making the sound of water flowing.He quickly returned to Khamis, looked at the injured cultist with a long-lost pleasure, and said slowly:
"Quiet, quiet, Khamis who believes in the Creator,
"We are meeting for the first time, let me introduce you first.
"My name is Griffith and I'm 18 years old. I was a 502nd Squadron of the 20nd Armoured Cavalry Wing of the Eastern Legion. What time to rest. I don't smoke terazine, and I stop drinking. But I have a small, let's call it a hobby. Whenever I have a new prisoner, I will let my colleagues go away for a while. Before I come back, I have 1 minutes to ask some questions and get answers. I will never leave important things to trouble others. Everyone will answer me seriously, and the military police can't see any problems with me." (Note [-])

"You, what are you going to do, woo, woo..."

Griffith took out a soaked handkerchief and spread it on Khamis' face, who had not finished speaking, and started pouring water on it.

Khamis made a whining sound, struggling desperately, his limbs twitching.After an unknown amount of time, Griffith took off the handkerchief and looked at Khamis who was struggling and suffering on the verge of suffocation.

"You know what? After leaving the East, people like me naturally give up some small hobbies. Living with girls from decent families is also a helpless thing. This kind of life is very happy, but, There is also a lot of pressure, and there are a lot of things to worry about. Occasionally, occasionally I will think about it, if I can share some of my little hobbies with someone, it must be very helpful to relieve stress. "

Griffith put a handkerchief on Khamis's face again, poured a few glasses of water, then took off his pants, found a thin thread from nowhere and tied Khamis tightly, and flicked hard. Bomb rubbed it a few more times, then took away the handkerchief, fetched a candle, and dangled it in an indescribable position that Khamis couldn't see.

"Stop... woo woo woo!"

Khamis screamed in horror, but his mouth was suddenly stuffed into one of his own socks.The flames began to burn and bite him.

"In order to deepen our understanding of each other, I want to introduce you to some disciplinary activities that are no big deal in the East. After all, we have just met,

"After a long time, I may be a little rusty, please bear with me,
"My little hobby has many names. For example, the one just now is called Silent Water, and some are called Ten Fingers to Heart, Ants Climbing Trees, etc., but my favorite is to tie it with a string first, and then rub it twice. It will quickly become congested, and then roast it on a small fire. When it is golden and transparent, pour some ice water. The male creatures will be excited like a lion, and then make two popping sounds.

"Pfft, like this."

Griffith pursed his lips and made a puff sound, Khamis's face had turned red like a pig's liver, his nose and tears were flowing all over his mouth, and he almost whined frantically.

Griffith pulled the sock out of Khamis' mouth:

"I'll call this the lion's reel. It's a very good name. Since you are a believer of the Creator, you must be a very firm and faithful warrior. Let's fast-forward to the lion's reel, okay?"

"Seven South Twelfth Street Warehouse!" Harris yelled. "Don't let that candle near me!"

Note 1: Derazine is a compound of the world, and its effects include analgesia, acceleration of metabolism, hallucinogenic and mental enhancement.

　Today, Wednesday, is a day with only one watch.The next few chapters are prepared with very special plot developments, which will be added depending on the situation for the sake of coherence.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)