Chapter 629 - Elf assassins who were led to the wrong path by Mr. Fang

Chapter 629: Elf assassins who were led to the wrong path by Mr. Fang

Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown Translations
The knight captain on the side added, “Any assassination skills and stealth movements are only jokes in front of this mystical realm.”
Walking out of the crowd, Lance bowed at Elder Sewell and said, “I think we can have a try.”
“You…?” Elder Sewell obviously knew Lance.
“Elder, we’d like to have a try.” Sala walked up as well. “Didn’t he say that anyone can check it out?”
“Little Sala…” Elder Sewell patted Sala’s head. This young elf had grown up under her eyes, but…
She shook her head and said, “It’s not a game. Even the Elder Guard Team failed…”
“Please… just let us try!” Sala used her secret technique, which was begging and acting cute.
“Um…”
Luther was displeased with this interruption since he was about to end this session with success.
He asked casually, “Little Girl, do you know this stuff?”
“A little bit,” Sala said, “Before I returned, I met two masters named Altair and Ezio, and they taught me some basic skills.”
Watching the Spiritual Spell Visual Projection, St. Dulan froze. “There are such assassins?”
Elder Sewell frowned slightly, wondering how Sala managed to mingle with human assassins during her trip. After all, assassins had a bad reputation among humans.
At this moment, a peaceful round lake was also projecting the scene happening in White Creek City. This lake was surrounded by beautiful and grand buildings that were a part of the Elf Royal Palace which seemed like they were built in ancient times.
“Altair? Ezio? When did the humans have these master assassins? Are they frauds?”
Luther laughed and said, “Okay. But I must tell you that I’ve never heard of their names before. I hope these two unknown people helped you and can make you last one minute in the mystical realm, cute girl.”
Soon, Sala entered the cultivation mystical realm.
Elder Sewell looked at the young elf captain in bafflement as she asked, “What are you guys waiting for?”
“If we all enter, it’s impossible to assassinate…” The elves looked exasperated.
“Ugh…?”
Luther froze as well. While looking at the Spiritual Spell Visual Projection, he asked, “She will enter alone?”
“Right,” the other elves said calmly.
“I wonder if the little girl came here to joke around?” Behind Luther, the knight captain also grinned.
Suddenly, exclamations rose in the square in White Creek City.
The audience watched while the elf girl on the Spiritual Spell Visual Projection walked directly toward the dense forest with a sword in her hand.
“!!??”
“What is she doing?!”
“She doesn’t even know how to hide herself!”
“Go up and hide on a tree!” Elves usually got up into the big trees and shot at their enemies with arrows.
Protecting several red-robed priests, a team of about 20 knights in armor came along the forest path toward Sala.
Elder Sewell’s face darkened at this scene.
Are you here to make more trouble for me?
She glared at the other elves beside her and asked, “What’s happening?!”
“She’s doing it to avoid her opponents’ spiritual spell detection,” one young elf answered.
“…” Elder Sewell turned livid in fury, wondering how someone could dodge detection this way!
With a smile, Luther watched the Spiritual Spell Visual Projection as if he were waiting to see this reckless elf girl humiliate herself.
He was sure that the Elf Queen must be watching this battle in her royal palace as well.
He wondered what expression she had at this moment.
“Mr. Luther, your tea.” A knight brought Luther a cup of tea so that he could ease his thirst after talking for so long.
“She will just follow the others and humiliate herself,” Luther chuckled and removed the cup lid while his eyes were glued on the screen.
On the Spiritual Spell Visual Projection, the team of knights had obviously seen the girl walking toward them.
The knight at the foremost of the team roared and hacked down his huge sword with a horrifying whistling sound. “Wind Roar Hack!”
Sala raised her long sword. When she played Assassin’s Creed, she couldn’t use her essence, but it was different now. She wondered what would happen when she added her powerful strength to the excellent skills she learned from the game.
While recalling the things that she had learned in the virtual reality training, Sala circulated the essence in her body.
“Speed up! Wind Power!”
Sala took a swift stride forward, instantly getting close to that knight. Then, she pushed her slim sword against her opponent’s sword handle with a slight force.
Boom!
The huge sword suddenly moved to one side and heavily crashed into the ground beside Sala. Under the strong momentum, the knight couldn’t withdraw his sword, and he watched as Sala’s sword stabbed into his chest in horror.
Counterattack!
Before the others could attack, her blade that was covered in blood instantly slit open another knight’s throat.
She moved slightly and stabbed her sword into the chest of a knight on her left.
Remembering the extremely cool combo that the shop owner had demonstrated, she decided to copy them.
Combo skill begin!
The audience heard Sala murmur while she slashed and hacked, “Don’t assassinate; use musou!”
The sword in her hand looked like an instrument of great precision.
Seeing Sala killing five knights, Luther froze with the teacup in his hand after having taken one mouthful of tea.
Tink!
A crisp noise sounded.
“Oops! My combo kills are not connected. I’m sorry.” Her sword pierced forward again into the knight’s chest.
Elder Sewell’s eyes almost popped out, and she thought, You killed five of them with one strike each and feel sorry for being slightly on the defense?!
“There’s not enough time for you to move in stealth. Just fight and kill. Stealth is useless since you’ll be discovered sooner or later!”
While Sala said those words, she had downed about nine knights.
“Killing everyone who saw you is the perfect assassination, right?” When she finished, no one was standing.
“What did I see…?!” The elf audience on the square froze at the scene.
In St. Heinz’ palace, Dulan and Heinz exchanged a look of disbelief.
What’s happening?! Ahh!
In the Elf Royal Palace, a gaze that was as cold and proud as a goddess shot across the mirror-like lake surface and saw the scene.
“…”
The gaze froze.
Is this really our little elf?!
Luther exchanged a look with the knight captain beside him.
Half a minute later, Sala came out from the cultivation mystical realm and said, “Mr. Luther, if we learn the things shown in this mystical realm, we can’t even block one assassin.”
“Pu-!
Luther spewed tea over the knight captain’s face.
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