Tsss La!
The sharp sword aura sliced the icy air in front of him. Amidst a tearing noise, the icy air was torn to pieces but it didn't vanish.
Quite the opposite, the icy air turned into a ball of frost and enveloped everything within a 5-meter radius.
Gak Tss Tss!
A layer of frost swiftly formed on the ground.
The magistrate appeared outside the frost in a flash. He looked down at the frost marks on his left sleeve and couldn't help but smile.
"Ickart, you are finally not as rigid as before.
"However, it's still a little slow.
The magistrate raised his right hand that was holding the sword. On the gleaming sword, a dash of red was slowly fading away, as if it was devoured by the sword itself.
The long sword, which was already sharp to begin with, let out a series of buzzing sounds.
A stinging sensation appeared on the side of Ickart's abdomen.
Puk!
A large amount of blood gushed out.
Ickart covered the wound with his hand and a layer of frost immediately covered the wound, freezing it.
Then, the icy air on his blood-stained hand started to spread.
The icy air didn't just spread twice as fast, the range expanded a few times as well. The magistrate was enveloped by the icy air in an instant.
"I told you that you are not as rigid as before.
Seems like I was wrong.
You are back to sacrificing the icy air's power for the sake of speed and range. Too bad, you forgot that the icy air without any power … is nothing to me! "
Amidst the icy air, the magistrate's smile didn't change. He charged towards Ickart and swung his sword.
The sharp cutting sensation appeared again. Before the sword even touched Ickart, bloody cuts appeared on his body.
However, the slash didn't land on Ickart's body.
Chang!
Amidst the sound of metal clashing, a blood-stained ice sword blocked in front of the longsword.
The ice sword that Ickart formed in his hand firmly blocked the magistrate's slash.
"Huh? A new skill that you developed?
Not bad! "
The magistrate was stunned for a moment before praising Ickart.
"Something better is yet to come!"
Ickart, who had been silent all this while, said coldly.
Just as he finished speaking, wisps of icy air spread out from the ice sword. Not only did it freeze the inspector's sword, but it also froze his hand.
Moreover, the cold air was spreading all over the inspector's body.
"Praiseworthy!"
"That's how you should use your abilities."
The sword-wielding inspector nodded repeatedly, like a senior praising his junior.
However, his attitude agitated Ickart.
"Shut up!"
A loud growl later, a brand new ice sword appeared in Ickart's other hand. He swung the sword at the magistrate's throat.
However, when Ickart's ice sword was a fist away from the magistrate, the magistrate sighed.
"Looks like you still can't face your past."
Buzz!
Amidst the sigh, the frozen longsword buzzed violently.
In an instant, the frozen ice was shattered and the blood-stained ice sword that clashed with the sword broke into several pieces, falling to the ground.
Falling to the ground together with the sword was the owner of the ice sword, Ickart.
Pak!
Without any fancy moves, Ickart fell to the ground after being sent flying. The wound on his abdomen burst open and the broken ice sword tip plunged into the cement floor in front of his face.
Kak!
A clear clashing noise later, Ickart, who wanted to get up and counterattack, shivered.
Looking at the broken ice sword pieces in front of him, Ickart, who wasn't an idiot, reacted right away. He looked up, clenched his teeth and squeezed his voice out, "Are you pitying me?"
"Nope.
I just didn't control it properly … "
Before the magistrate could finish, his voice stopped abruptly. He appeared in front of Ickart in a flash, the sword in his hand thrusting down.
Ickart was stunned.
He didn't think death would come so suddenly.
Ickart then closed his eyes.
When he made his choice, he knew that he had chosen a path that was filled with death and danger. Now, death was nothing.
At least, he had done enough.
However, the expected death didn't come.
On the contrary, a warm feeling appeared on his face.
Ickart opened his eyes again.
The magistrate's sword was stabbed into the shadow beneath him. The shadow, which was supposed to be dead, kept twisting under the sword.
Meanwhile, the shadow that belonged to the sword-wielding investigator pierced through the sword-wielding investigator's chest. The warm sensation on his face was the blood that spurted out.
"Lee?!"
Ickart cried out in shock, thrusting the ice sword at the shadow.
However, the shadow was much more cunning than he expected.
It shrunk into a ball and returned to its original form. Further away, at the street corner, a figure wrapped up tightly walked out.
Beside that figure, Aligino let out a delighted laugh.
"Magistrate, Lee.
One of the leaders of the Resistance, Ickart.
Surprised, aren't you? "
Aligino said as he walked forward.
When he was around 10 meters away from the two of them, Aligino stopped. This was the safe spot that he had meticulously calculated.
"Surprised, a little, I guess.
I didn't expect you to have reinforcements. "
Although the sword-wielding inspector was heavily injured, he still gave off a cheeky vibe.
"Traitor!"
Compared to the magistrate, Ickart was a lot more direct.
"Traitor?
I didn't betray you bunch of naive fools!
After all, I never really wanted to side with you people!
You people are just pawns that I used. "
Aligino waved his finger at Ickart and spoke in an arrogant tone. He then touched his face, his face distorted by the system's blur, and his voice became even more vicious.
"That stab just now really hurt!
"But I don't mind."
As compensation, I'll chop off your limbs!
Sir, please … "
Aligino then turned around, wanting to ask his collaborator for help. He didn't want to put himself in danger.
However, the moment Aligino turned around, he was stunned on the spot.
His collaborator, whom he considered his biggest reliance, was in someone else's hand.
And that person …
There was no need for further identification. The black feather was too easy to recognize.
2567！
Without a second thought, Aligino turned around and ran.
At that moment, Aligino had obviously used some sort of tool to burst forth with unimaginable speed. He was like a streak of light that instantly became a small dot.
Kieran didn't seem to care about Aligino running away, instead, he placed his attention on the magistrate and Ickart.
Under Kieran's gaze, Magistrate Swordsman, who was always calm and composed, even when he was heavily injured, couldn't smile anymore.
The Magistrate could clearly feel the faint aura from Kieran's body.
The aura brought endless pressure to him, it didn't just make the magistrate shiver, it also struck a blow to his heart like never before.
The hand holding the sword began to tremble, and the blade of the sword let out a low hum.
The magistrate knew he had to say something, otherwise under Kieran's pressure, the core system that he painstakingly built would crumble.
Instinctively, the magistrate wanted to say something, but Ickart beat him to it.
Ickart, of course, recognized Kieran.
He also knew how powerful Kieran was.
However, Ickart couldn't tolerate a traitor.
So, Ickart clenched his teeth and forced himself to shout.
"Hon. 2567, run …"
Kakroom!
His shout was overpowered by a clap of thunder. Thunder struck down from the clear sky and devoured Aligino, who was further away.
He was reduced to ashes.
As the lightning flashed, Ickart couldn't help but widen his eyes.
He was shocked by how powerful Kieran was and also shocked by the abilities Kieran displayed.
Lightning?!
Shouldn't it be fire?
One needed to know, other than the Blade of the Daybreaker, Kieran was also known as the Fire Tyrant and the Flaming Devil in the big city.
But lightning?
There wasn't any!
Was it a newly acquired ability?
Thoughts popped up in Ickart's mind, but before he could ponder further, he felt his body sink. Kieran was looking at him.
Ickart knew what was going on without a proper observation.
Especially when Kieran's gaze changed, Ickart could feel the pressure on Kieran changing.
The bad kind.
As if he was struck by inspiration, Ickart quickly said, "I am a member of the Resistance, the enemy organization of the Guardians. I have a way to remove the Witch's Gift."
The moment his words subsided, Ickart felt the pressure on his body vanish instantly.
Slightly relieved, Ickart couldn't help but look at the magistrate with the sword.
He wanted to see how the strongest enemy in his heart would deal with the situation.
A bitter smile.
Other than a bitter smile, the magistrate had no other thoughts.
Although he didn't sense any killing intent from the man before him, the pressure was getting heavier. It was obvious that if the man before him wanted to kill him, he wouldn't be able to resist at all.
This feeling was really terrible.
Then, something even worse happened.
A contract appeared in front of the magistrate with the sword.
"No!
I won't … Fine, I'll do it. "
Instinctively, the magistrate wanted to reject the offer.
However, when he sensed the killing intent from the man before him, he changed his attitude right away.
No matter how bad it was, could it be worse than death?
Kieran took the contract.
It was written clearly:
Under the premise of not violating the contract, help 2567 with all your might, no lies or deceit is allowed.
— Lee
…
Kieran nodded in satisfaction when he saw the name on the contract.
Before he got to the bottom of the Witch's Gift, he didn't want to simply touch any player with it, but it didn't mean he would allow the magistrate to do as he pleased.
He wouldn't kill the magistrate directly.
However, there were too many ways to kill a person.
Especially in the big city, there were countless ways to do so.
For example, injure the magistrate and hand him over to someone else.
According to the rules of profit in the big city, a lot of people were willing to do it.
Kieran even had the confidence to let Ickart, who was beside him, do it himself.
Both of them had a complicated relationship.
In the previous battle, the magistrate showed mercy and Ickart was relentless. In addition to Ickart's identity, Kieran had a general idea of what happened.
However, Kieran wasn't interested in it.
He was more interested in how to deal with the Witch's Gift.
Likewise, a contract was placed in front of Ickart.
After glancing over the content, Ickart wrote his name on the contract without a second thought.
It wasn't just because the content of the contract was exactly what he had promised Kieran, it was also because of the magistrate's example.
When he saw the magistrate compromise in an instant, Ickart's feelings were complicated.
There was a sense of disdain.
There was a complicated sense of loss in his heart.
He didn't know what it was, but it removed the burden from his heart.
"I'll go find you guys."
Kieran then turned around and left.
After Kieran's figure completely vanished, Ickart stood up and looked down at the magistrate with the sword. He didn't say anything before he turned around and left.
As for killing the magistrate?
Aside from the fact that the magistrate was heavily injured in order to save him, Ickart's beliefs would never allow him to do such a thing.
"What an inflexible bastard!"
The magistrate crawled up from the ground as he watched Ickart walk away. He felt his injuries and recalled the contract he had just signed. He couldn't help but grumble.
"This is going to be troublesome."
Hope I can bluff my way through, otherwise … "
With the thought lingering in his heart, the magistrate limped towards the dome clock tower.
Meanwhile, Kieran was already close to Aligino's room.
Aligino's room wasn't far away from the dome clock tower, only two blocks away, but it was hard to locate because it was hidden in the middle of an alleyway.
"Hope it doesn't disappoint me!"
Kieran muttered to himself. He glanced over the notification of killing Aligino and obtaining 1,500 Points and 2 Skill Points.
The Points and Skill Points were much less than he expected, plus Aligino's continuous killing spree made Kieran have some speculations in his heart.
Now was the time to verify the speculations in his heart.
Kak!
When Kieran placed his hand on the door, it slowly opened. The echo of the door opening even came from inside the room.
Kieran walked in.
Immediately, a large room the size of a football field appeared in front of him.
In this huge room, the surroundings were empty. There was only a pitch-black stone pillar that was as tall as a person and as thick as a bucket in the middle of the room.
There were many drawings of sharp-fanged ghosts carved on the pillar.
Looking at the pillar and sensing the hidden aura, Kieran curled his lips into a grin.
He knew he would get a handsome reward this time.
Just when Kieran wanted to check the details of the stone pillar, Bloody Mary sent him a throb through the contract.
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