Chapter 216

Probably because it affected whether he could slack off, two days later Robert brought Li Huan the information he wanted.

That Master Jingzi was also a mysterious foreigner, brought in by Queen Oliana to serve as the palace swordsmanship instructor.

He knew no swordsmanship, but had great strength, and his current residence was very close to the palace.

"Night raid!"

Having the fate of a martial arts hero, after receiving the basic information, Li Huan decisively chose a very martial-arts-like approach.

To see if he could find any clues.

The enemy was clear while he was in the dark, so Li Huan certainly needed to first gain the advantage in information.

Since Tang Xuanzang had always been ostentatious, he should pay the price for his ostentation.

Of course, Li Huan had no intention of fighting Tang Xuanzang to the death.

He did not think he could match Tang Xuanzang head-on.

Facing such an enemy, Li Feidao probably only had one throw, and it would be best to make it a surprise strike to kill the opponent and win.

The problem was, everyone was a member of the martial arts legends.

Li Huan could not actively attack Tang Xuanzang, otherwise it would be a situation of mutual destruction.

What Li Huan needed to do was find Tang Xuanzang's weakness, force him to give up his position as palace swordsmanship instructor, then get himself recommended by Robert to take over, replacing Robert's work.

That way he could complete this mission.

To that end, he needed to find out what Tang Xuanzang's mission was this time...

Generally, camp missions are interconnected; based on his own mission, Li Huan felt the other party's mission was very likely similar to his—protecting and helping someone fulfill their wish.

This "someone," Li Huan tentatively identified as the queen.

So, the place Li Huan was to scout at night was not Tang Luo's residence, but the palace!

Li Huan had already discovered that in the capital of Taosente, although people's physical fitness was generally high, those with extraordinary powers were only a very small minority.

The palace certainly existed, but there would not be many of them.

His night scouting was something he had a certain confidence in.

After scaling the palace wall, Li Huan successfully slipped inside, a set of black nightclothes blending completely into the darkness like a ghost, moving silently.

The benefit of martial arts lay here—not just destructive power.

If discussing frontal combat strength, Li Huan also dared not say he would absolutely defeat the top-five swordsmanship master Robert.

But now Li Huan's action was something even a hundred Roberts could not accomplish.

"High tower..."

Li Huan remembered Robert mentioning that Queen Oliana's residence was easy to find, because there was a towering white tower serving as a landmark.

It was not particularly close to the king's sleeping palace.

Compared to other parts of the palace, the queen's residence had less stringent defenses.

The patrols were merely some female guards who looked taller than average women, in groups of three, and not many in number.

Li Huan soon arrived at the base of the tower.

However, it was not so easy here—the sole entrance was guarded by a full eight guards.

Li Huan's current hidden weapon skill could not simultaneously deal with eight opponents, so he had to find another way.

Fortunately, he had prepared; hiding in the shadows, Li Huan took out a rope dart, flew it silently into the dark sky, and lodged it into the smooth, unoccupied wall of the tower.

The slight sound on this night filled with insect chirps and bird calls did not draw the guards' attention.

Li Huan tugged the thin rope in his hand, confirmed it could still serve as a foothold, then appeared in the darkness, quickly came to beneath the tower, and leapt up, his feet repeatedly tapping the wall.

He began continuously climbing higher; when he left the tower's range due to leverage, he used the rope in his hand to "swing back."

In midair, he withdrew the rope dart and stabbed it into a higher point.

This night had no moon, only the tower's entrance had torches, so Li Huan also did not need to worry about his shadow being seen.

Thus, Li Huan soon clung to the middle of the tower, also the only window, hanging outside the tower like a spider-man.

Unfortunately, this window was locked from the inside, and Li Huan could not break the glass to draw attention.

Yes, Taosente had glass, but it was relatively rare, a luxury item; only the rich, royalty, and nobles could afford it.

"Damn it, how to get in."

Li Huan believed this tower definitely had something; even if he failed to find Tang Xuanzang's weakness this time, he would surely gain something.

But the current problem was, how to get in?

"Should I create a diversion?" Li Huan pondered in his heart.

At that moment, some movement came from the entrance.

Li Huan gripped the windowsill with one hand, twisted his body as much as possible, strained to see the scene below.

A white-haired man walked out of the tower, led by attendants.

"Tang Xuanzang!" Li Huan's eyes narrowed; the other's white hair was striking, his face flashed in the firelight, allowing him to recognize the person's identity, "He really is connected to the queen!"

The thought in his heart was confirmed.

"How exactly do I make him give up being palace swordsmanship instructor?" Li Huan muttered to himself.

Just as he had found the connection between Tang Luo and the queen and guessed her "mission target," Li Huan could not expose his relationship with Robert.

Because then Tang Luo would likely also guess his mission target was Robert.

"Need to find an opportunity, first control the queen." After thinking for a while, Li Huan could only come up with this, while silently cursing in his heart.

Same camp mission, why is my mission target a lazy swordsmanship master?

The other party's target is simply residing in the palace, the heavily defended queen.

This is unfair!

Unfortunately, the Gods and Demons game is not a place that values fairness; Li Huan could only suppress his thoughts and leave the palace as quickly as possible.

Tonight is not the time to act.

"What a stingy fellow."

Returning to his residence, Tang Luo said one sentence, referring to Oliana.

Didn't I just take and waste some herbs? In the process of learning to make medicine, such loss is reasonable.

I didn't expect her to wail and tear the earth, almost kneeling to beg Tang Luo not to practice anymore.

Otherwise she would just smash her head to death here— the raw materials for the Eternal Youth Pill are truly not something to be squandered recklessly.

There's nothing to be done; Tang Luo can only temporarily abandon his plan to practice.

While Tang Luo complained about Oliana, Li Huan silently walked through the quiet alley, and suddenly he stopped.

Because of the alley's position, a black shadow appeared, tall, emitting a strong sense of oppression.

Li Huan said nothing, his body suddenly leapt up to vault over the house beside him and leave— such height was effortless for him.

At the moment Li Huan left the ground, he heard that black shadow emit a short, powerful cold laugh.

Seeing this person extend a hand.

Suddenly, Li Huan's body sank, his feet landed back on the ground, and not only that, he staggered forward a step, nearly falling.

"Little bug, where do you want to go?" the shadow spoke, a somewhat deep male voice with a hint of magnetism.

Li Huan said nothing, maintaining a slightly crouched posture, looking like a leopard about to pounce.

But only he himself knew he was not about to attack, but was resisting.

Just now, the surrounding gravity seemed to increase severalfold, forcibly pressing Li Huan to the ground.

Making it impossible for him to leave, even movement became extremely difficult.

A simple raising of the hand felt like it was bound with hundreds of jin, becoming extraordinarily difficult.

His excellent lightness skill had no place to be used.

The man asked while walking closer, and as he approached, Li Huan also saw clearly who it was.

This person had gray-white hair, a thick beard, was around fifty years old, tall and powerfully built.

He gave the impression of an experienced, aged yet undiminished lion.

His attire was an exquisitely beautiful robe, so fine it could be called an artwork, but the style seemed like a nightgown, undoubtedly luxurious.

This was a person of noble status, emanating an arrogant air of superiority, as if everyone should submit before him.

Certainly not a guard, yet for some reason he appeared before Li Huan on such a night.

"Who are you?" Li Huan asked.

"Who am I?" the man laughed, his smile likewise like a celestial deity gazing down upon the myriad beings beneath his feet, "You sneaked into my palace at night, and you still don't know who I am? Foolish worm."

"You!" Li Huan startled, the king?

This person is actually King Rudolf of Taosente?

Does the king have such formidable strength? What about the queen?

In an instant, Li Huan thought of many possibilities.

"Ignorant worm, you are already the fourth, besides the third who intrigued me somewhat, you and the others are all too weak." King Rudolf said.

Li Huan felt the weight on his body gradually increasing, his legs trembling, his body beginning to stoop, already unable to stand.

He had never imagined that King Rudolf of Taosente would be so powerful.

And Rudolf's words.

He is the fourth ignorant worm?

Then what about the first three? The third intrigued him somewhat. Is it referring to Tang Xuanzang? You night-venture were found by Rudolf, the other moves openly in the palace, certainly not hidden from this king.

"Does this mission actually have four factions, with four gods and demons walking?" Li Huan knelt on the ground, hands supporting his body, "Our greatest enemy is not each other, but this king?"

Feeling all the bones in his body emit a "creak" sound, like an old machine about to break.

Without lifting his head, also unable to lift it, Li Huan saw on the ground before him a pair of feet wearing soft slippers.

This king seemed to have come directly from his own sleeping chamber.

Then, Li Huan saw one foot lift up, lifting the robe simultaneously to reveal a furry thigh.

"Go to sleep first, little bug, although you I have no interest in, but what's behind you, I am still very interested in. The first two refused to say anything, I don't know if you have this kind of backbone."

A tremendous weight fell upon his head, as Rudolf stepped down with one foot, Li Huan could no longer support himself, his hands let go, his head slammed hard into the ground.

After leaving cracks on the ground, he completely lost consciousness.

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"Old Luo, you look quite exhausted." Tang Luo greeted Robert with a smile, in a relaxed posture lying on the recliner.

Robert coldly eyed this mirror master, saying nothing.

Missing! That extraordinary outsider willing to help him has disappeared.

Just after Robert told him the mirror master's residence and news, that person intended to investigate, that night, he never appeared again.

It has already been a full four days since then.

Robert felt that the mirror master's smile was a reminder, hint, or even a warning to himself!

Tang Luo of course didn't know Robert had so many tricks, he was truly smiling and greeting Robert.

How to say others work while he slacks off, not even saying hello is too much.

"Teacher, you've taken leave several times, today you return, just to space out here?"

Charles's voice, suppressing anger, rang out, the little prince was angry again.

The reason? Of course, being refused by his own father king, no matter how he threw tantrums, it was not agreed upon.

Oh, actually it's not a refusal, Rudolf merely postponed this matter temporarily, but the little prince is clearly impatient.

Robert withdrew his gaze, exhaled, and said: "No, come, today I will teach you my exclusive sword technique!"

He must prove his worth now.