It was the second day since Zhang Tie lurked here. After leaving the airship, Zhang Tie had avoided the crowded roads. When it was dark, he returned to Blackhot City from the barren wild. Zhang Tie didn't enter the city; instead, he just lurked outside the city and observed the castle where Abyan was at all times.
During these days in Blackhot City, Zhang Tie had learned a lot about Abyan from various channels.
After promoting to an orange-robe pharmacist, airship became Abyan's transportation tool. This time, Abyan always traveled to Nordinburg by airship. Because of this reason, Zhang Tie chose to ambush master Abyan in his castle.
That was a castle full of evils. After inquiring about Abyan's information carefully, Zhang Tie knew that since Abyan became famous in Blackhot City over 10 years ago, some people would die in his castle due to various reasons each year. Angel and Alice were not the first batch, neither would they be the last batch.
If it happened to commoners, of course, it would be a big event. However, it became a trivial matter when it happened to Abyan. Abyan had always been resourceful. Due to his special identity as a pharmacist, no matter who was ruling Blackhot City, he could always stay close to the most powerful people and become their honored guest. In this case, it was nothing serious for him to die.
After many incidents of assassinating pharmacists across the continent, Abyan also recruited a batch of powerhouses to serve him. Master Abyan also recruited a batch of powerhouses to serve him on the Internet. Therefore, he became more cautious when traveling.
Zhang Tie had not imagined that he could fight with Abyan one day. However, he had to do something in life.
If it was two years ago when he was at school, if he could become Abyan's assistant or apprentice, he would be envied by Abyan. That kind of treatment was enough to make him and Barley envious. However, at this moment, he wanted to chop off Abyan's head.
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In the afternoon, a medium-sized airship landed in the airport outside the castle. Closely after that, the airship was pushed into the warehouse on one side of the castle. Zhang Tie saw all the people in the castle becoming busy. In the evening, many vehicles from Blackhot City started to arrive, making the tranquil castle boisterous at once.
Zhang Tie knew that Abyan was back.
Zhang Tie had been waiting in the woods in the distance and observing them silently. He kept resting quietly and drank a vial of all-purpose medicament every 3 hours in order to maintain his physical strength and best state. At the same time, Zhang Tie waited quietly like a wild wolf in the cold woods.
Until the night fell, the temperature in the wild suddenly dropped. Those people in the castle left by vehicles once again. After being boisterous for half a day, the castle became tranquil once again. All the lights turned off one after another. When almost everybody fell asleep, Zhang Tie finally picked himself up from the snow.
After warming up his limbs, Zhang Tie put on the dark tore gloves and applied a rapid moving skill and a hiding skill to himself.
With the rapid moving skill, Zhang Tie could move faster and be more agile; with the hiding skill, Zhang Tie could lower his qi by an order of magnitude, making him less likely to be discovered and sensed by others.
Under Zhang Tie's dark vision, The night was as bright as day.
In a split second, Zhang Tie had come to the periphery manor of Master Abyan's castle. In the evening, this periphery manor had been patrolled by guards. However, those who were patrolling here were just small figures who could guard against commoners. As for Zhang Tie, he easily passed through the manor and came to the dozens of meters high wall of the castle.
After coming here, the defense of the castle started to become stricter. There were sentry posts and patrolling soldiers on the high wall. Zhang Tie came to the bottom of a tall archer tower which was the most impossible to climb up. With the cover of darkness, Zhang Tie started to climb up the archer tower step by step.
With Zhang Tie's terrifying strength, iron-blood battle qi and the pair of dark tore gloves, the outer wall of the hard granite was like a rotten wood or a clay model. Zhang Tie could silently sink his fingers into the hard rock and support him to climb up.
Zhang Tie was like an agile gecko in the dark. In the blink of an eye, he had already climbed to the top of the archer tower which was higher than 40 m. It was like looking for a needle in a haystack. However, it was very difficult. If he was not careful enough, he would expose his whereabouts.
Therefore, the best way was to find someone to take him there.
Commoners couldn't do it; however, the steward of this castle was the most suitable one.
In such a castle, when the owner came back and had to entertain guests in the evening, the steward would usually rest very late. Generally, he would not rest until all the guests left and the owner went to bed and everything in the castle had been arranged properly. Therefore, the light in the steward's room would definitely be the last ones to be turned off tonight.
Additionally, according to Zhang Tie's understanding, although this was not absolute, a competent steward had better observe the situation in the most important area of the entire castle through the window or the balcony of his room. In this way, he could always grasp the situation in the castle.
The light was turned off very late tonight. Even now, it was still on. Additionally, the window and the balcony of the steward's room were facing the front of the castle and the manor outside the castle. Combining the two conditions, Zhang Tie had selected some targets in the blink of an eye.
After avoiding two teams of patrolling guards, Zhang Tie's figure flashed across the gap between the outer castle and the inner castle in the blink of an eye. He forcefully stomped on the ground and jumped over ten meters high. Like a gecko, he immediately stuck to a dark area on the outer wall of the inner castle and "swam" towards the windows that he had selected from his memory.
Looking through the first two windows, one was a warehouse, while the other was a guard's room. Neither of them was his target. When he reached the third room, the moment he approached the window, he heard a series of "Pa... Pa... Pa..." sounds from inside the room.
Zhang Tie was not strange to this kind of sound. In fact, he was very familiar with it.
Zhang Tie stealthily threw a glance at the room as he saw an old guy pressing a woman on the sofa and hitting her butt.
That old fellow revealed his loose, disgusting buttocks that were full of fat. His entire body was drenched in sweat, while the woman was still wearing the black and white uniform of a castle's servant.
A few minutes later, the old man stopped panting heavily. He lay on the woman's body as if he had a cramp, panting heavily.
"Cecilia... don't worry. The manor outside the city needs an inspector. Next week, you can call your brother to have a try..." the old guy said after resting for a few minutes.
The maid didn't say anything from the beginning to the end. She just put on her clothes and skirt and helped the old guy clean up. When she left the room, she hesitated before whispering, "Thank you, steward. Please... please don't tell my younger brother about this!"
"Don't worry. As long as you listen to me, I won't tell your younger brother about this!
When the maid went out, the old man still didn't give up and touched the woman's butt twice. In the end, he watched the maid leave with a somewhat unwilling gaze.
Hearing the name Cecilia, Zhang Tie observed a moment of silence for that unlucky guy. This world was so realistic. Between a young man who had to stay up late to guard the arrow tower and eat the leftover roast goose of the guests in the castle and a disgusting old guy who was full of fat and had the right to manage the personnel affairs in the castle, the slightly beautiful cook obediently climbed onto the old guy's bed.
After the pleasure, the old guy felt empty both physically and spiritually. Therefore, he closed his eyes and dozed off on the sofa. After a while, the old guy felt a bit cold. It seemed that the window of the room was not closed, allowing some cold wind to blow into the room.
He opened his eyes and saw a black-haired young man standing in front of him. Before he uttered any sound, the young man's hand in a terrifying black glove had already pinched his neck.
The strength of the young man's hand made him feel like a slim candle in the hand of a strong adult. As long as he slightly exerted his strength, his neck would be broken.
The steward struggled; however, it was useless. Just like a fly pushing down the city wall.
"If you want to live and listen to me, then nod your head. If you don't want to live anymore, then I'll fulfill your wish!"
Before the old guy was completely suffocated, Zhang Tie opened his mouth. Hearing Zhang Tie's words, the steward who had been too weak to struggle used all his strength to nod again and again.
Zhang Tie slightly moved his hand which was as hard as an iron pincer, exposing a gap, allowing the old guy to pant heavily.
"Who... are you? You... you... what do you want to do?" After recovering a bit of his strength, the old guy watched Zhang Tie with a fearful look.
"You don't need to know who I am. I'm here to chop off Abyan's head. As I don't know the way in the castle, please show me the way!" Zhang Tie said calmly.
"Ah... impossible..." the old guy said as his face changed greatly.
Zhang Tie smiled, "You might not have figured out the situation. From now on, if you want to survive, you'd better pray for me to chop off Abyan's head!"
"How come?"
"Why not? You only have three choices. First, don't listen to me; second, pretend to be obedient and play tricks; third, listen to me. If you choose the first one, I will kill you right now; if you want to play tricks, I will kill you later; third, listen to me; if I fail, Abyan will kill you. Therefore, your only chance to survive tonight is to listen to me and let Abyan die! "
Zhang Tie's simple words had broken the old guy's psychological defense line in a split second, causing the old guy's face to turn pale at once...
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