Chapter 81: 81 Not Me, It's the Bag

Dylan now felt immense pressure.

In the literal physical sense.

The noble knight merely swung his sword down in a normal manner, yet Dylan nearly couldn't hold on, forced to his knees halfway.

Seizing the gap when the knight raised his sword again, he rolled out like a donkey rolling in the dust.

"Is this all you've got, daring to play the hero?"

After that first clash, the noble knight had already gauged the strength of this adventurer before him.

Weak!

Aside from being slightly faster, there was nothing else worth noting.

"Ready to die?"

【Phantom Clone】

【Ice Cone Spell】

Dylan clearly realized the gap as well; during the noble knight's rambling, he decisively activated both equipment items at once.

Three Dylans surrounded the noble knight in a fan shape, and in front of each Dylan, three ice cones had condensed.

"Skill equipment? So many tricks!"

The sudden counterattack did not fluster the noble knight; he drove his knight sword into the ground and flicked up a large patch of dirt forward.

The soil particles flew past; although they didn't make the phantoms vanish, they passed right through them.

The noble knight's eyes instantly locked onto the three real ice cones flying from the left.

【Block Lv6】

The sound of ice blocks shattering against the knight sword rang out twice in succession; the time was too tight, and he still couldn't block them all.

The last ice cone struck his chest; the noble knight staggered back three steps before stabilizing.

The ice cone lost its force and fell to the ground, shattering into several pieces, while on the knight's originally pristine breastplate, an ugly dent remained.

The noble knight's face turned gloomy; his fingers gripping the sword grew tighter, veins bulging on his neck, his anger visibly rising.

So angry he didn't even trash talk anymore.

【Charge Lv5】

【Spin Slash Lv6】

These two skills were perfectly linked together by him; in the rush, Dylan could only manage to use 【Block】.

Immediately, both man and sword were knocked backward, rolling two full turns.

When he climbed up again, he was already a green, mossy mycelium person.

"A freak?" This made the noble knight pause slightly.

"No, a demon spy."

Regardless of what Dylan was, just cut off this head and tell the higher-ups that he slew a demon spy; it was free merit.

Facing the knight advancing step by step, Dylan showed no fear whatsoever.

In the local network.

"Boss?"

"Boss, help out!"

The knight charged forward in great strides and swung his sword down.

"Die!"

A backpack strap shot out from behind Dylan, slicing across the knight's right hand and drawing a thin line of blood in the air.

The knight sword crashed to the ground; the big man looked down and saw that the tendons in his right hand had already been severed.

If not for the armor, his entire hand might have been lost.

But he couldn't even see clearly what kind of attack he had suffered?

The adventurer was still that same adventurer, looking as if he couldn't withstand a single blow.

But at some unknown moment, his... backpack had stood on the ground.

Huh?

The backpack strap attacked again; the knight hurriedly blocked.

However, two fists cannot fight four hands; moreover, he now had only one hand, and wounds kept accumulating on his body.

This cannot continue; he will be worn to death!

He stopped his retreating steps and kicked back in the opposite direction.

【Charge Lv5】

The scout, who had been prepared, bent his body low.

【Mushroom Cannon Lv8】

The knight was directly blasted backward; his entire breastplate shattered, and his chest was a mess of flesh and blood.

He fell to the ground, looking as if he had barely any breath left.

"Boss, why didn't you strike out sooner?"

The scout arrived behind Dylan, did a small hop back onto his back, and the backpack strap, mimicked by mycelium tentacles, automatically bound itself on.

"You're so brave; I thought you could handle it."

Dylan awkwardly chuckled twice in embarrassment.

"By the way, that girl!" He turned to look, but there was absolutely no trace of the maiden in the spot.

???

"No need to look; others are much smarter than you. The moment you two started fighting, she quietly slipped away; she's probably already at the village."

"The problem now is..."

Dylan looked at the knight over there, who was still drawing his last breath; the knight looked back at him.

That gaze seemed to be begging for mercy?

Mycelial tentacles shot out and, in the knight's terrified gaze, sliced open his throat in one strike.

Lin Jun continued: "The problem now is, how to deal with this corpse."

Looking at this still-struggling "corpse," Dylan was also at a loss.

If it were he, Dylan, a common adventurer who had died, most likely no one would care about this matter.

But the one on the ground was a noble's knight; not dealing with the corpse would probably cause quite a bit of trouble.

"Boss, can't you just let some mushrooms grow on his body so he disappears like this?"

"What are you thinking? This isn't a dungeon.

Growing mushrooms is possible, but natural decomposition would take more than ten days.

Wouldn't being discovered early just leave clues?"

Dylan thought it over and over; it seemed the only option was to toss the corpse into Lin Zili, at least not leave it in such an obvious place by the roadside.

He dragged the knight with great effort into the forest and dumped him into a dense thicket, considering that settled.

But before leaving...

Dylan bent down and skillfully rummaged through the motionless knight's body.

Soon, a money pouch, a small bundle, and a pendant were searched out by Dylan.

Even after being blasted by the mushroom cannon, the pendant hadn't broken; it was just stuck in the bloody flesh of the chest, so it must be something good.

Inside the money pouch were 18 gold coins and some loose change, which Dylan happily accepted.

As for the bundle...

Dylan pulled out a letter from inside, exquisitely decorated and bearing a wax seal.

"Want to see?" the Boss immediately suggested.

Dylan nodded and reached out to tear open the envelope.

"So hot!"

The moment a corner of the envelope was torn, flames ignited from within; before Dylan could react, only scorched black fragments remained floating in mid-air.

"Oh ho, so you killed a secret messenger, Dylan, you're done for!"

"Huh? Didn't Boss you kill the person? And deliver the final blow too!"

"Then go tell someone else! Tell them the backpack did it, nothing to do with you! I'm sure the noble's sense of justice will believe your nonsense."

"Damn..."

It wasn't over; the Boss kept delivering the final blow:

"With the secret messenger gone, they will definitely search with all their might and eventually find this village.

Then the little girl you saved will sell you out for a single gold coin.

Next, your wanted posters will hang all over the streets and alleys; when you return from the Archipelago, you'll be surrounded the moment you step off the ship.

Finally, on the execution platform, Dylan the brave and his magical backpack will be beheaded together.

Congratulations on achieving the 'Good Person' ending!"

Gulp—

Dylan wanted to refute, but the more he thought about it, the more it seemed possible...

"Actually, there's another way."

The Boss's tone was sinister, but this undoubtedly sparked hope in Dylan.

"What is it?"

"You go back to the village right now; we two kill everyone who has seen you, and then no one will report you!"

Dylan turned around with a look of terror, staring at the backpack: "Boss, are you serious?"

"Of course I'm joking.

That's too much trouble; it's better to hide back in the dungeon right now.

Dylan, trust me, I have a way to make even your daughter not recognize you!"

"..."

Dylan didn't think this counted as a good plan at all.

He looked up at the sky.

How did it come to this?

He had merely saved a girl...

(End of this chapter)