The subsequent arrangements were much more meticulous than expected!
After hearing the unusual noise, Kieran's evaluation of Pol's opponent rose by a notch.
However, Kieran wasn't in a hurry to make his move.
After all, he wasn't alone anymore.
As for Pol?
The lone assassin didn't notice the unusual noise. It wasn't that Pol's senses weren't sharp enough, but the assassin had blended all the noises into the moving wagon, even the shaking of the loot on top of the wagon was included in the calculation.
Given the circumstances, most people wouldn't even notice it.
The lone assassin was very confident about that.
He squinted his eyes and looked at the bodyguard, Ash Kano, with a disdainful face.
Just an idiot.
The assassin had ten ways to kill him.
As for the target inside the wagon?
He had a hundred of them.
The son of a declining merchant, relying on some petty tricks to make a fortune, yet he didn't know how to conceal himself. Instead, he wanted to obtain a noble identity in a grand manner. He was seeking his own death.
Not to mention the helper who rushed over.
He was too pitiful.
He probably wouldn't even know how he died, right?
Like crocodile tears, the assassin's eyes showed pity and a box appeared in his hand.
The reason why he was able to stand out from the many competitors, other than his ability to conceal himself, the box that had been passed down in his family for a long time also played an important role.
"Be devoured by the evil spirit!"
The assassin muttered in his heart as he opened the box.
Spirits sprung out from the box one after another.
The sky, which was already dark, became even darker.
The spirits swiftly grew stronger when they came in contact with the wicked aura.
The temperature plummeted.
Even though there was a heater in the wagon, it couldn't withstand the cold.
The next moment, the car came to a stop.
Pol wasn't an idiot, he noticed something wasn't right at the first moment.
"Ash Kano!"
Pol knocked on the window behind him but the bodyguard didn't answer. Pol quickly picked up the magic musket and looked at Kieran with a questioning gaze.
"Let's go down and have a look."
Kieran said faintly.
Pushing open the door of the carriage, the increasingly cold wind blew on Pol's body. The wind seemed to drill into his bones, causing Pol's body to tremble uncontrollably.
When he saw the dozen or so phantoms around him, his expression changed drastically.
"Evil spirit!"
Pol was shocked, and his palm subconsciously touched the holy water he bought at a high price.
Evil Spirits were already high-tier spirits. Not only could they greatly change the temperature of their bodies, but they could also cause frostbite if they came into contact with them for a long time.
However, compared to this kind of attack that required physical contact to be effective, the Evil Spirit's terrifying howl was the most terrifying.
There was no need for contact, as long as it was within a certain range.
Anyone who hears such a howl will die!
Coupled with its ability to move heavy objects such as cabinets and beds in the air, and its ability to move between objects while invisible, the evil spirit was completely impossible to defend against.
One needed to know that the Evil Spirit's ability to move between objects and objects was similar to other spirits, but it was the upgraded version. The Evil Spirit wouldn't be exposed by a little bit of heat, and its movement speed was as fast as the wind.
The most troublesome part was that the Evil Spirit had its own thoughts!
That's right!
The Evil Spirit wasn't as muddle-headed as the common spirits anymore. It didn't just have its own thoughts, it was also very cunning. Some of them even knew how to deceive humans as a way to hunt for food.
Therefore, even if one prepared a counter item, it would be extremely difficult to deal with an Evil Spirit.
Now, he had to deal with 10 of them?
Pol's heart was beating fast.
However, Pol quickly calmed down.
He saw Kieran in front of him.
What was the strongest thing about the Flaming Devil?
Everyone in the big city would tell you that it was fire.
What the Evil Spirit feared the most was fire.
The Evil Spirit might be able to withstand normal high temperatures, but it would never be able to withstand the Flaming Devil's fire. Pol firmly believed so. So, Pol heaved a breath of relief.
Then, he suddenly realized something wasn't right.
The Evil Spirits around the wagon seemed to be different from the ones he had faced before.
The aura was similar.
But they didn't seem too smart?
Doubts lingered in his heart, but more than that, he was worried about his bodyguard. Pol looked at Kieran again. When he realized Kieran didn't give any signal, he mustered his courage and shouted, "Ash Kano?"
There was no reply.
Only …
Snoring!
A snoring sound like an electric drill came from the wagoner's seat in front of the wagon.
Was he asleep?
Pol was stunned for a moment before he slightly heaved a breath of relief.
He didn't want anything to happen to his bodyguard.
It wasn't just because of Kano's strength but also because of his loyalty.
When the assassin saw Pol's reaction, he laughed coldly in his heart.
Even at this moment, he still had the mood to care about others?
Really …
Idiot!
After making such a comment, the assassin immediately gave an order to his evil spirit.
"Tear them apart!"
The order echoed in the Evil Spirit's body but they didn't react at all, as if they were made of mud.
The assassin was stunned.
He had never encountered such a thing before.
"Tear them apart!"
Another order came from the assassin.
But similar to before, the Evil Spirits didn't react.
A bad feeling rose in the assassin's heart. He lowered his body and looked down the carriage.
Then, he saw his target's helper.
The helper was looking at him with a calm gaze.
'I'm exposed!'
The assassin's heart skipped a beat. Plus the Evil Spirits went out of control, he couldn't care anymore, he turned around and wanted to run.
But before he could make a move …
A sharp pain came from the back of his head.
Bam!
The assassin fell off the roof of the wagon. Startled, Pol quickly turned his gun to the assassin on the ground.
Bloody Mary, who was hiding in the dark, tossed the short stick in its hand aside and lightly dusted its muddy palm. It looked at the unconscious assassin and couldn't help but grin.
Based on some of its earliest memories, it looked down on this kind of unskilled assassin.
One's own strength was the true strength!
Relying on a certain item to be strong was ultimately an illusion!
Even more so when that item wasn't really powerful!
'What a piece of trash!'
Bloody Mary commented. After making sure its palm was clean, it carefully picked up the box and jumped off the roof. It respectfully presented the box to Kieran.
Whether the item was powerful or not, it wasn't something Bloody Mary could decide, it was its boss' spoils of war.
Bloody Mary knew that very well.
Kieran took the black box the size of a palm.
[Name: Box of Bluff]
[Type: ETC]
[Rarity: Rare]
[Attack: Common]
[Defense: Strong]
[Attribute: Evil Spirit Disguise]
[Effect: None]
[Prerequisite: Spirit C +]
[Able to bring out of dungeon: Yes]
[Remark: The one who created this box was just a harmless joke, but the joke wasn't funny at all. He died under an arrow from a Demon Hunter.]
…
[Evil Spirit Disguise: Store a muddle-headed soul into the box, turning it into a controllable soul and disguise it as an evil spirit. The aura will be similar to the real evil spirit, but its strength will be only a tenth of the real evil spirit. Able to disguise one soul per week and after disguising, it can't return to its original form. Each operation will affect the holder and a C + Spirit authentication is required. The capacity cannot exceed 10, and when the maximum capacity is reached, an extra B- authentication will be required every week. Currently disguised evil spirit: 10]
…
"Just like the name!"
Kieran commented.
However, Kieran didn't throw it away, instead putting it in his pocket. Never underestimate any item because you never know when you might need it.
Kieran believed it.
Especially when he needed to exchange it for Points and Skill Points.
"Go do what you need to do."
Kieran told Bloody Mary in his heart.
Bloody Mary bowed, expressing its understanding before vanishing from Pol's sight.
Pol had a sense of envy when he saw Bloody Mary vanish.
It wasn't a secret in the big city that the Flaming Devil had a powerful follower, as long as one was willing to spend some Points, one would know. However, no one knew what kind of follower it was.
'Is that the one just now?
A follower that can conceal itself at any time and mastered the skills of a high-value assassin? '
Borl deduced instinctively.
Then, Pol's thoughts couldn't help but wander. A scene appeared in his mind: when the Flaming Devil was engaged in a fierce battle with his opponent, a dagger stabbed at him from the shadows.
Pol shrunk his neck instinctively.
Then, he quickly shook his head.
'We are friends.
We are partners.
He is on my side! '
Pol told himself.
"Sir Corin, what should we do next?"
Pol didn't make a decision on his own.
"Wake your bodyguard."
Kieran answered.
Pol quickly woke his bodyguard up.
"Why do I feel like I just drank the water of life?"
After waking up, Ash Kano shook his head to expel the dizziness from his head. When he saw the tied up assassin on the floor, he finally realized what was going on.
"I was drugged by this bastard?
Damn it! "
Ash Kano shouted angrily. He wanted to stab the assassin with his halberd but was stopped by Pol.
"Wait!
We need to interrogate him. "
Pol said.
Unlike how he shook his bodyguard, Pol kicked the assassin's stomach directly.
The pain woke the assassin up quickly.
When he realized he was tied up, he instinctively struggled a few times but to no avail. The assassin clenched his teeth and said, "Kill me, I won't say anything!"
"Oh, kill him."
Kieran waved at Ash Kano.
The eager bodyguard raised his halberd up high.
The assassin was stunned when he saw the halberd was raised up.
'How?
Why did I really kill you just because I said so?
Shouldn't it start with interrogation? '
Not only the assassin was stunned, but so was Pol.
'Is this the style of the Flaming Devil?'
Aschenkano, on the other hand, grinned ferociously and swung his halberd down.
"Wait!
I said it! "
The assassin yelled at the halberd but Ash Kano had exerted all his strength in the slash. It was impossible for him to hold back and he couldn't stop even if he wanted to.
However, Kieran extended his hand and stopped the halberd in front of the assassin's head.
Wuuu!
The halberd stopped but the fierce wind that blew at the assassin's face made his mucus, tears and other liquid flow out. He looked at the halberd that was less than a centimeter away from his head. He felt like all the strength in his body had left his body, leaving only the warmth in his crotch.
Kieran took a step back.
"I'll leave it to you."
Kieran said to Pol before he turned around and boarded the wagon.
He wasn't interested in what the assassin was going to say next.
Kieran knew very well that the assassin did not know much about him.
The assassin was just a hired thug who thought highly of himself. If the assassin really succeeded in assassinating Pol, it would be the assassin's time to die.
The person who made Ash Kano fall asleep without a sound would also kill the assassin without a sound.
As for now?
Kieran hoped the assassin had a good time.
Kieran added a few pieces of charcoal into the stove and the temperature in the wagon instantly rose. He took the teapot and poured himself a cup of hot tea.
He took a sip, the sweet and sour taste made Kieran squint his eyes.
He missed Starbeck.
Regardless of the situation, Starbeck would always bring him enough surprises.
He could use the simplest food to cook the best food.
If Starbeck was the one who brewed the tea … the taste would be a few times better, right?
Kieran thought in his heart.
However, he couldn't bring Starbeck here.
Even if he had the ability, Kieran wouldn't do it.
Getting tangled up in Broker's scheme wasn't a good thing.
Even Kieran had to be careful at all times, if he brought Starbeck along, he would be distracted. Therefore, for Starbeck, returning to the big city was the safest option. Kieran had confirmed it from Bloody Mary.
"I should have returned to the big city and visited Starbeck to eat better food, but now I'm forced to find a way to break out of this situation … Hey, Broker, it's time for us to settle our score again."
Kieran smiled coldly.
He had made up his mind that when he could really kill Kieran, he would give him an extra kick.
As though it felt the killer intent in Kieran's heart, the wicked mist-like presence shivered. It instinctively tried to affect Kieran's emotions.
However, after a few tries, it didn't work.
Kieran sat there like a rock, not moving at all.
Even Gluttony, who was crying hunger in Kieran's heart, didn't make a sound.
After a few more tries, the wicked mist-like presence that couldn't be seen by commoners became stronger, like boiling water.
However, the influence was useless against Kieran.
After going through the roar of the devil's bloodline and the mutters of the cardinal sins, Kieran's mental tenacity was beyond imagination.
Soon, after a few futile attempts, the wicked mist-like presence returned to normal.
But!
Just ten seconds later, an inexplicable gaze that seemed to be cast down from the sky began to search this place.
The gaze glanced over Pol, Ash, Kano, and the assassin. Then, it landed on Kieran in the wagon. After a few repetitions, as though the gaze made sure the place wasn't an unusual location, it swiftly went further away.
It was Bloody Mary's direction.
Kieran held back his thoughts and picked up the teacup as if he didn't notice the gaze.
He couldn't help but curl his lips into a grin.
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