Chapter 418: Face to Face

Klein, in the guise of Qiunas Colger, arrived at the venue of the noble banquet; it was a grand noble ball.

The place was divided into two parts: one was the dance hall, located on the ground floor, paved with gorgeous stone slabs carved with intricate patterns, with an excellent band belonging to the Duke in the corner; following the stairs up from the hall was the gallery that circled the second floor.

Klein held a wine glass, standing before the railing, staring at everyone expressionlessly; this was the most normal behavior, as he was the guardian of this banquet, so many pleasures were not for him to enjoy.

"I don't want to dance, but could you bring another serving of Feysac steak? I want to eat a few more pieces..." Klein glanced at the long white table in the second-floor restaurant and slowly walked over.

Soon, the waiter brought up new steak; it wasn't that he heard Klein's inner thoughts, but rather the basic etiquette of a noble banquet.

"This seems not bad either..." Klein "distorted" his own presence, and the others couldn't even notice him; only the waiter would be puzzled as to why the food consumption was a bit fast today.

"Qiunas Colger!" Duke Negan shouted loudly; the nobles had already retreated upon hearing the commotion here, so as the guardian of this banquet, why hadn't Qiunas Colger made a move yet?!

The mirror cracks shattered with a *crack-crack* sound, and a figure walked out from the rift; it was Trissy.

If it weren't for Bishop Chumen and me, you would have indeed succeeded last time...

"Damn it!" Duke Negan's pupils constricted, realizing that the guardian of this banquet had been held back; there might be a Demigod among the Assassins!

At that same moment, Duke Negan took out a small conch covered in strange patterns that hung around his neck.

Strangely, apart from Klein, no one else discovered this clearly visible rift.

Duke Negan had found confidence in the romantic field, seduced by the charm unintentionally radiated by the Witch, his mind wavered, and for a moment, his reaction speed was a beat slow.

A full three Sequence 5 level bodyguards; one could see the power and wealth of this Duke Negan.

This Duke had already made up his mind to use all his power to ferret out the mastermind; if he didn't resolve this, he wouldn't even dare to play with his mistresses!

"Where is Trissy?" Klein began to look for the protagonist; Duke Negan didn't need searching for, as he was too obvious, huddled with a group of noblewomen in the center of the ballroom.

Afterward, Klein could also use this reason to escape accountability.

The moment Klein saw Trissy, his face twitched; in his perception, this Witch was like a bright lamp in the dark night, extremely eye-catching, even giving him a feeling that made him afraid to get close.

Duke Negan took a breath and blew hard into the small conch covered in strange patterns.

Crack!

A button on Duke Negan's clothes burst open suddenly when the cold air struck, turning into a ray of light that blocked the Ice Spear.

Klein stared at Duke Negan; the closest bodyguard was at least five meters away, and the Witch was right beside Duke Negan, but Duke Negan himself was also a Sequence 6 "Judge," so a must-kill strike was quite difficult.

However, Trissy chose the same routine as the previous assassination; this was to paralyze Duke Negan, and also a sign of her confidence in herself.

His bodyguards lunged out, killing toward the Witch who was retreating rapidly.

The ball was truly boring; Klein finished eating and prepared to get down to business.

Moreover, Klein straightened his gaze, trying hard to ignore that Sapphire Ring.

One second, two seconds, three seconds... Duke Negan silently counted down the time.

Trissy looked with contempt at Duke Negan, who was surrounded by noblewomen; among that group of noblewomen, there was a Witch.

At this moment, Duke Negan's dull perception finally took effect; he looked toward a corner on the second floor, where there was a subtle surge of power, inconspicuous, but one could tell it was quite high-level and powerful.

104.233.243.184

This ring of the deity had been on Trissy for a long time, and it had almost merged with her.

"No substitutes allowed here!" A "Punishment Knight" joined the battlefield.

Without a doubt, this was already a "Despair Witch."

This Witch wore a complex black long dress, her hair simply groomed and draped behind her, but this did not affect her beauty; instead, it added a different kind of lazy allure.

*Ssh! *

One of the noblewomen suddenly thrust out an Ice Spear amidst laughter and chatter, stabbing straight at Duke Negan's chest; the biting cold air surged, freezing Duke Negan and everyone within a few meters.

"This Trissy seems to be as outrageous as me; her advancement is no worse than mine, and her divine favor is even more grand than mine..."

Klein watched Duke Negan outside the mirror; this Duke had not yet discovered that danger was approaching.

Crack!

Klein's Spirituality stirred, and he looked around; the space to his right shattered like glass.

"An assassination again!" Duke Negan roared word by word, annoyed and hateful; twice now, did these people think he was a paper tiger?

"Leave a living captive, or a spirit body! I want to know who is dealing with me!"

This was the strongest "Summoning" given to him by the "God's Singer"; as long as this conch was blown, the "God's Singer" would arrive on the wind from the Saint Wind Cathedral, a process that didn't even need half a minute!

Her expression was very natural, and her face still carried the blush of a noblewoman unable to withstand teasing, looking at Duke Negan with seductive, amorous eyes.

"Worthy of being an 'Assassin'!" Klein almost applauded this assassination.

And Witches were very skilled in this aspect of power.

After the last assassination, two "Wind-Blessed" from the Storm Church were added to Duke Negan's bodyguards, both known for their speed.

"Mirror World..." Klein thought thoughtfully; this was an ability very similar to the "Nightwatcher" domain, reflecting things from Reality into the Mirror World to create a battlefield that would not be disturbed for a time.

*Whoosh! *

The low sound of tides rippled out, surging rapidly toward the Saint Wind Cathedral.

Also, from a logical perspective, trapping the opponent's strongest protector before the battle was the best choice.

"You failed!" Klein suddenly looked at Trissy, and by the way, he took out the "Concerto of Light and Shadow," pressed the button, and said, "No substitutes allowed here!"

"Yes!"

The "Apostle of Desire" from last time didn't even get close to Duke Negan before being discovered; it was truly a failure.

"It's still early." Trissy was expressionless, stretched out her slender palm, and squeezed gently; a cold current surged from her body, sweeping through the entire Mirror World.

Two types of power were colliding, conducting the commotion to the outside world, proving the existence of the battle here.