Old Basil narrowed his eyes and quietly studied his surroundings, noticing that the escorts of the envoy group were not saying anything, but their faces were clearly showing displeasure at the Lancaster fellow's insolent and condescending attitude.
Very well, the hearts of the people are useful.
Old Basil nodded almost imperceptibly.
Still, although the escorts looked familiar, he couldn't remember most of their names, which was why he decided to let Knight Monan go.
While he wasn't sure about Monan's ability, he probably wouldn't be able to find out anything since he was a squad leader among the King's elite escorts.
But just as Basil was about to reply to the Pink Flatfish, the latter said loudly, "Forget it, all of you come at me together! I've already pointed out the back of my blade just enough not to kill him! "
Basil:???
Are all Lancastrians so arrogant?
Even if no one asked him 'what do you think', Basil felt that there was something fishy about the whole thing.
Still, even if he could think calmly without being affected by the other party as an envoy, it didn't mean that his escorts could.
After being goaded by Basil yesterday, these people had been holding back their anger. Now that the freak wearing the pink flatfish head mask before them was clearly looking down on them, how could they, who considered themselves elites and were prideful and arrogant, swallow this?
"Well, I'd like to experience your strength!"
Monan put his fists together with a smile that didn't reach his eyes, essentially accepting the other's challenge.
He wanted to take on the other party alone and beat up the pink flatfish, but his comrades were also very displeased. No matter who went up now, the others wouldn't be able to vent their dissatisfaction to their heart's content.
Instead of causing trouble over such a trivial matter, it was better to play along with the other's arrogant words and kill the fool together!
"Set up the crossbows. Let the Lancastrians who came to greet us experience the warmth of the imperial capital!"
At Monan's command, the other escorts moved agilely and skillfully, unsheathing the small crossbows they kept in their left forearms in less than two seconds and nocked an arrow.
Although the arrow looked small and delicate, the cold glint on its tip made everyone understand that it was not a toy, but a weapon that could kill!
Even as they were setting up their crossbows, the pink flatfish strode towards Monan and the others at a terrifying speed!
That was when Monan and the others released their arrows as well. More than twenty arrows shot across every direction of the Pink Flatfish Swordsman!
In addition, Monan did not let his guard down. He did not stop after shooting only one arrow. Instead, he shot out three to four arrows in the blink of an eye.
Be that as it may, the pink flatfish was unexpectedly agile. Even as it sprinted, it could quickly change its path and even make certain postures to evade the arrows.
A few of the guards didn't even have time to react before they were struck in the back of their necks. Their eyes rolled back and they fainted!
"How is this possible? To be able to dodge so many arrows … "
Monan exclaimed in disbelief.
The Flatfish Swordsman, who was moving at high speed, heard his words and came to a stop.
"You think too much. Even I couldn't evade or block every arrow while sprinting at high speed," Monan said. "It's just that the damage from those things is too low. As long as we avoid vital points and don't get killed directly, it wouldn't affect us too much."
Monan looked closely to see that the Flatfish Swordsman's body was covered in the short arrows the guards had shot out, making it look like a porcupine.
Still, for some reason, there wasn't a single arrow in the flatfish mask that looked the most idiotic of them all.
This scene caused Monan to suck in a cold breath.
Having been on the battlefield, he was naturally aware of the shortcoming of those arrows. Due to the shortened crossbow and the weight of the arrowheads that were easy to carry, they certainly did not compare to normal arrows.
However, a weapon was still a weapon. Even if its power had been greatly reduced, it was still a lethal weapon. If one was hit by it, the damage caused would not be much better than an ordinary arrow. After all, arrows did not rely on penetrating damage to kill!
Most of the Imperial Guard's elites could grit their teeth and keep fighting as long as they weren't hit in vital points even if they took one or two arrows.
On the other hand, some of the toughest men in the party could keep fighting even if they took four or five arrows, although the pain and the arrows in their bodies would leave them out of shape.
However, the person in front of them was almost riddled with holes, and yet he could still take down the enemy without batting an eyelid (although he couldn't see his face). In fact, from the looks of his comrades who were rolling their eyes rather ungracefully, the Flatfish Swordsman was really holding back and not killing them outright …
Monan couldn't accept it at once.
"Don't you feel pain?"
"Of course it does." The Flatfish Swordsman replied nonchalantly. "While there are those who are afraid of pain (referring to Players who have completely turned off their pain perception), it is the pain that keeps me focused (referring to pain perception that is around twenty percent so that I can better control my body's condition without being distracted by System pages)."
He could actually use pain to whip himself to become stronger? How could that be! Since when did such a vicious character appear in Lancaster?
Monan couldn't say a word now.
"Are you done? If so, let's keep fighting. " The Flatfish Swordsman brandished his single-edged longsword. "I'll definitely take you down before my blood runs dry."
Monan could immediately tell that there was something unusual in the Flatfish Swordsman's words.
Was the Flatfish Swordsman going to continue the bet that had no stakes even if he died here, and take down every single one of his escorts?
"Why would you do this … a champion like you clearly has better places to go …" Monan asked by reflex. "Is it really worth it?"
Even if he didn't realize it himself, the truth was that the Flatfish Swordsman before him was starting to feel fear deep down inside.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have said so much.
"It might not be worth it (EXP would be lost if I die), but it's my creed to keep my word." The Flatfish Swordsman answered promptly, and Monan even had the misconception that the Flatfish Swordsman was laughing maniacally. "Don't worry, I won't kill you. It'll be over in an instant."
With that, the Pink Flatfish Swordsman charged at him, sword in hand despite his comical headgear.
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Chapter 280:
Come at me together!
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