The self-proclaimed number one assassin, Sean, was nailed to the ground by three arrows before he could even finish the first round. He raised his head in disbelief and wanted to fight back, but all he saw was an arrow that was almost right in front of his head.
The taut bowstring did not tremble at all, and the arm holding the bow was as steady as a mountain. The cold arrowhead flashed with a cold light, and a murderous aura permeated the surroundings, making Sean unable to move.
"You want to kill me?"
"Sean, the 'Prophet.'"
Sean was originally a death warrior, and he was already mentally prepared for the outcome of death. Encountering a strong enemy and being killed was a daily occurrence. He said that he had no other choice but to "admit defeat." But he did not expect the guy in front of him to know his name, and even his unknown "nickname"!
"Well, Earl Durant hid it well, but since you're here, it means that he's also a 'traitor.'"
Such words were indifferent and casual, as if he was discussing the weather today. There was no doubt at all, and it was just a simple statement.
"You … How did you know that I …"
Looking at Sean's horrified expression, Roddy frowned slightly, as if considering whether he should explain or not. But in the end, he curled his lips regretfully and answered by releasing the bowstring.
Blood splattered, and the "Prophet" who fell to the ground did not escape the fate of death. Roddy, who stood at the side, looked down at the body that was gradually losing its temperature, and looked thoughtful.
In his memory, the "Prophet" Sean died in battle in 597, but at that time, his identity was not a "traitor" or a "traitor's lackey." Instead, he was a high-ranking member of the [Rebel Army]'s intelligence agency, and he had almost all the information sources at the frontline …
And when he died in battle, the scene of him fighting to the last moment made many players regard him as an "idol." They even specially posted a "memorial post" on the forum. In short, it was "a great life, and a glorious death." He was worthy of being called a "martyr."
But now …
"I'm standing on the wrong side. I have no other choice."
Roddy sounded a little helpless. There was no one in this world who was purely "good" or "bad". Sean would be a hero on the battlefield in the future. His contribution to this country was something that Roddy could never catch up to.
But going back in time, in the year 588, Roddy couldn't tell her something like "You're going to be a hero in the future, so don't mess around with Durant." Different times had different endings. This was something that couldn't be ignored.
Perhaps after ten years, the two of them would stand on the same side. But now, under the irresolvable conflict … Roddy had no other choice.
War was cruel after all.
Roddy lowered his head and sighed. Such emotions did not affect him in the slightest. He checked the corpses, collected the equipment, and then called for the scouts to clean up the scene. When he returned to the manor, Roddy had already regained his usual calmness.
He picked up the necklace and looked at it. The loot surprised him.
"Eye of Omens!"
Excellent neck
Requirement: Advanced profession
Equipment: Can determine the threat to the wearer's attack and automatically trigger a warning. (Cooldown time: 1 day)
"Made by Tuckers' Corner."
Roddy's previous necklace had shattered and disappeared after he obtained the advanced profession. At this time, he was wearing the one that increased the reputation of "Rose Cross". The effect was useless, but it was better than nothing. So in contrast, Roddy happily changed into this "Eye of Omens" that had a great effect in battle.
This was something that could save his life. He had no room to be afraid of anything.
When he entered the manor, Roddy saw Akasha who seemed to have been waiting for him in front of the mansion. He casually raised his hand and said, "Next time there's cavalry, stand back. It's easy to get into trouble standing in front. Pay more attention to protect yourself in the future."
"Okay."
Sally silently bowed her head. In terms of combat, she had always listened to what Roddy said. At this time, Roddy pushed open the wooden door and walked into the house. She blindly followed behind him.
"Don't always act like a maid." Roddy also could not do anything about her attitude. "When you're not fighting, you can find something to do … Like learning a foreign language?"
This was naturally said casually. Roddy put the short bow on the weapon rack in the hall. He wanted to read the book "The Essence of Energy" in the High Elves language, so he used "foreign language" as an example. However, he did not expect Akasha to nod seriously. She thought for a few seconds and said hesitantly, "I want to learn … learn the High Elves language."
"Huh?"
Roddy stopped in his tracks and turned his face slightly. "Why do you suddenly want to learn the High Elves language? Actually, I can teach you the Beastman language … Hey, next time you see those retarded barbarians, shout 'The King of Ten Thousand Axes is behind you' at them. Then you can see the look on their faces when they really turn around to look for their chief. That, of course, is a joke. "
Seeing that Akasha was serious, Roddy helplessly waved his hand. "Forget it, forget it … The High Elves language is pretty good. I was just worried that I didn't have time to study those tomes in Brody's collection. If you're interested, I can teach you. Do you really want to learn?"
Akasha raised her head and nodded very formally. She pursed her lips slightly and tried to keep her expression calm.
It really doesn't matter what I learn. What's important is that you're the one teaching me.
She tried hard to suppress the little throbbing in her heart that she did not dare to say out loud and followed Roddy to the study.
*****
"Elson? Why did you mention this place? "
At the same time, in the tree hollow of Ayesha Village, the smiling chief Brody was delighted at the human team that Natha had brought back. But when he picked up the letter brought by Roddy, his smile suddenly froze on his face.
"I don't know the specific reason, but I followed them through a few battles. This word seems to have come from the enemy's spoils of war."
Natha's voice was emotionless. She just narrated everything like a machine. "But I don't understand the Bringan language. These are just my guesses."
"Battle?" Hearing this, Brody hurriedly got up to take a closer look. "You're not hurt, are you?"
Natha shook her head and did not speak. But even though she was expressionless, she still felt slightly indignant in her heart. She walked out of the village in order to become stronger …
But after a series of actions, she found that she had been ordered around by Roddy like a slave …
Come to think of it, the main reason why she had not raised any objections to Roddy until now was that he did not break his promise to Ayesha Village. Under the escort of two human mercenaries and twenty Templar Knights, the first batch of supplies had been transported all the way from Paer Town to Ayesha Village. Cloth, iron pots, salt, and other basic daily necessities had been piled up into a small hill in the middle of the village.
Natha was satisfied with these, but she was not satisfied with what she had learned … Except for the time when he adjusted her short bow, Roddy did not tell her anything about archery. As for the "professor", she did not even know where to start …
She had never seen such an irresponsible teacher.
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