Chapter 94

The moment Dylan pushed open the oak door, the salty smell mixed with the smell of watered-down ale hit his face.

This was a tavern for dock workers and sailors, dirty and noisy, and Dylan liked this kind of environment.

"Stew, a drink, send it to the room." After flicking a few copper coins to the boss, he walked straight through the crowd and went to the second floor.

This was already Dylan's third day in Kelaike; tomorrow there would be a ship at the docks departing for the archipelago, and it was willing to carry people along the way. Dylan had been waiting for it to set sail for three days.

These past few days, guard patrols and interrogations had been very strict; he didn't know if it was caused by Kroluo killing that little white face rich second generation.

Anyway, Dylan tried to stay indoors as much as possible.

Except for the tavern boss and the first mate of that ship, he hadn't communicated much with anyone else.

After returning to the room, Dylan took a bottle of mana potion from his luggage bag and drank half of it in one gulp.

He couldn't do photosynthesis naked in the city, so he could only rely on potions.

He poured the remaining half bottle onto the scout.

The mana potion flowed down between the scales, and the backpack the scout had turned into became a bit fuller.

Afterward, Dylan pulled out his longsword and wiped it carefully with a cloth.

"Sir, your stew and drink."

Dinner finally arrived!

Dylan got up and had just taken two steps when he stopped.

Sir?

You?

This wasn't a high-end place; if the tavern servers could speak without dirty words, it was considered polite. How could they use such wording?

Dylan thought about it and immediately discovered more problems.

Downstairs... it had become quiet at some point...

"Sir, are you asleep?" Seeing Dylan hadn't responded for a long time, the person at the door asked again.

And Dylan was even more certain that the person outside definitely had a problem; how could they be so polite!

Quietly putting the scout on his back, he held the longsword in his hand.

Dylan quietly came to the window and looked down through the gap in the coarse cloth curtains.

Damn it, guards!

Just looking at what he could see, there were three guards downstairs, and he didn't know how many more were hidden!

Dylan couldn't understand how he had been targeted!

Could it be that Kroluo was caught and had turned him in?

Click-click—

While Dylan was letting his imagination run wild, the person outside the door seemed to have lost patience and intended to force the door open.

Facing the predicament, Dylan decisively chose—

"Boss! Boss! Need support!"

"Ah?"

Lin Jun, who was originally experimenting with the effect of [Plant Affinity lv1], received Dylan's distress signal and shifted his attention over.

[Mana Perception lv6]

[Airflow Perception lv7]

[Sonic Detection lv6]

After going through several reconnaissance skills, Lin Jun quickly understood the situation.

"Surrounded by thirteen people, how did you manage that?"

"I don't know..." Dylan still hadn't figured it out.

"Kill them all?"

The backpack strap was ready to go.

One Gold and twelve Bronze; relying on the terrain of the tavern's second floor, killing them all really wasn't a difficult task.

"Don't do that, Boss, this is in the city!"

It was impossible for a city not to have Diamond-rank powerhouses, let alone a major port city like Kelaike that connected to the archipelago.

Making a scene here, Dylan didn't think he could run out.

"Can't kill... then..." Lin Jun thought for a moment, and the backpack strap pointed in a direction: "Across the street, the house with the red roof, rush in."

Hearing this, Dylan looked out the window, and sure enough, there was a warehouse with a red roof diagonally across.

Click-click—bang—

Just as Dylan confirmed the location, the door was violently opened.

"It's you!?"

Standing outside the door were several guards and a knight wearing silver-gray armor; although she was wearing a helmet this time, Dylan still recognized her immediately.

So it was exposed at that time?

But why?

Too late to think, Dylan decisively broke the window and jumped out.

"Don't even think about escaping!"

The knight actually charged straight at him; although she didn't catch Dylan, she directly knocked the wall down!

Dylan, who jumped from the second floor to the ground, didn't dare to linger in the fight facing the two guards poking with spears.

Relying on [Evasion lv4] and [Acceleration lv6], he dodged out alive without getting hurt.

The knight behind had already jumped down, and she just stomped her foot on the spot.

[Swift Movement lv5]

Even in heavy armor, the female knight Liadrin didn't show any slowness, quickly chasing after Dylan with the blessing of the skill.

And further behind were the guards who were rushing to keep up.

Red-roofed warehouse! Red-roofed warehouse!

Relying on the advantage of running a few steps ahead, Dylan rushed to the outside of the red-roofed warehouse.

But there was no time to knock on the door leisurely; although he didn't know why the Boss pointed here, he thought rushing in was the right thing to do.

[Spinning Slash lv5]

Dylan used his three-axe move again!

The gate was just an ordinary wooden door, and the wooden bolt behind it snapped under the slash. Not daring to delay, Dylan plunged in.

Only after coming in did Dylan realize something was wrong.

Why were there so many people in the empty warehouse?

Why were these people all wearing black robes?

Why weren't they lighting lamps, but lighting candles on the ground?

What were these circles on the ground?

One black-robed person even had black magic energy gathering in his hand...

All the black-robed people looked at Dylan in astonishment, as if they hadn't expected someone to rush in suddenly.

And behind Dylan, the female knight had already chased up and blocked the door.

"Ah! So that's it, this is a gathering of Abyss Magic users; I was wondering why there were so many high-mana targets here." The Boss looked as if he had only just figured it out too.

Dylan's face turned pale.

What was worse than being hunted by one group of people?

That was naturally being hunted by two groups of people together!

"Interrupter!" The black-robed people's hands lit up one by one with the black light representing Abyss Magic.

"So you are a black magic user, no wonder..." The knight crushed some kind of item, forming a translucent protective film around her body.

"Boss, must I die today?" Dylan was caught in the middle, his face looking as ugly as it could be.

"Die your head!"

Purple mist sprayed out from the backpack, and the sweet, fishy scent instantly spread to the surroundings.

[Hallucinogenic Spores lv6]

The familiar smell made Dylan, who was in the center, feel a bit dazed.

"What are you dazing for? Take this chance, run!"

The Boss's voice made Dylan wake up immediately; relying on the resistance trained day after day, Dylan ran to the corner following the direction the backpack pointed.

And behind Dylan, the knight and the black-robed people soon fought in the chaos.

"Quick! Activate the magic circle!" A distorted roar came from somewhere.

Immediately, Dylan felt a chill that seemed to seep from the marrow of his bones; it was very wrong, but he couldn't say exactly where the problem appeared.

The skin surface was clearly intact, but the feeling of life-force-draining weakness spread to his whole body—just like a pair of invisible hands were gripping his heart and slowly tightening.

And Lin Jun clearly "saw" that Dylan had been cursed again.

[Wither Curse: Maximum life gradually decreases]

Not only was Dylan cursed, but the scout was too, and it was without a time limit.

No time limit meant there was a range limit!

Lin Jun directly ordered: "Take this chance to sneak out, run as far as you can!"

Hearing this, Dylan's body color changed, becoming similar to the wall.

The light in the warehouse was dim, and coupled with the fact that the hallucinogenic spores hadn't completely dispersed, it hid Dylan's tracks very well.

And the two groups of people in the warehouse were fighting each other to the death.

The black-robed people wanted to use the formation and Abyss Magic to kill the knight; many guards had already fallen to their hands, life or death unknown.

The knight wanted to destroy the formation; although she was forced back several times by charges, she had slashed down several black-robed people one after another.

At this time, no one had the energy to notice that something the same color as the wall had slipped out secretly.

A little further away, Dylan started running directly.

The further he ran, the lighter the feeling of palpitations seemed to be.

Just as Dylan relaxed slightly, the Boss suddenly reminded: "Be careful."

Be careful?

Be careful of what?

Dylan looked around, and finally found a figure walking from the darkness ahead.

Loose silk clothes, with one long and one short sword at his waist that looked like they weren't ordinary goods.

"Boss, who is this?"

No response...

Dylan didn't dare to act rashly; the Boss said be careful, not run!

Getting closer, Dylan finally saw the person's appearance—an ordinary-looking middle-aged man.

You could find a bunch of people like this in a tavern; except for those two swords, Dylan couldn't see anything special about this person.

But the Boss shouldn't be wrong!

"What happened over there?" The middle-aged man asked casually.

"I... I don't know, a knight with guards suddenly started fighting with someone..."

Dylan naturally wouldn't say it had anything to do with him; the middle-aged man nodded and continued walking forward at a steady pace.

Just after brushing past Dylan, he suddenly stood still, staring at the backpack on Dylan's back for a long time, his hand even touching the hilt of his short sword, seeming a bit hesitant.

However, he had already entered the range of the black-robed people's formation at this time, and after feeling a burst of palpitations, the middle-aged man obviously realized what this was.

Withdrawing his gaze and not delaying any longer, he instantly disappeared from the spot.

And Dylan, as if finally freed from the lion's gaze, shivered immediately.

In fact, not only Dylan, but Lin Jun also felt the powerful pressure at the end, once thinking that guy was really going to slash over.

"Bo... Boss, who was that?"

This time Lin Jun didn't continue to play dead.

"That... is there a presence called Sword Saint among you humans?"

[Name: Alwyn Slayne]

[Level: 70]

[Title: Sword Saint]