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Chapter 213 Attack Reporting and Tracking
Chapter 213 Attack Reporting and Tracking
Kane examined all the clues, but apart from a few burn marks, there was no other valuable information at the scene.
Even in the basement, apart from scorch marks, only a few old knife marks remained in the corner.
But he examined it extremely carefully, because the more clues he had, the higher the chance of success when he performed arcane divination later.
After completing the inspection, Kane turned to leave this former temporary lodging.
Just then, the spirituality hidden deep within my heart suddenly issued a warning!
He suddenly looked down, and almost at the same moment, several military crossbow bolts shattered the window and even pierced through the gaps in the door and wall, embedding themselves firmly in the ground beneath his feet and the wall behind him.
The arrow fletching trembled violently, and the black liquid remaining on the arrow shaft indicated that it was highly poisonous.
"Is this a case of not planning to leave any survivors?"
Kane frowned slightly, but his body rolled over without hesitation.
He nimbly dodged the whistling arrows that followed and slipped behind the counter.
Another volley of arrows rained down, piercing the walls from all directions and embedding themselves deeply into the wooden countertops and floor tiles.
However, for Kane, who is only one step away from becoming a Tier 3 Wanderer, this level of attack threat is still within a controllable range.
"Bang!"
With a loud crash, the fragile door was forced open, and a squad of lightly armored soldiers swarmed in.
The group carried standard light shields and scimitars. Although their equipment was that of the regular Susas army, they had replaced their longbows with repeating crossbows suitable for close-quarters combat.
The leading officer carried a longbow on his back, a scimitar at his waist, and wore a steel helmet. He also had distinctive high-set ears and a handsome face.
It was Frankie, the commander of the legion that had ambushed and captured the Finafenne family at the port.
Kane was filled with doubts:
Logically, Franky should have been transferred to the border between Sussas and Nord to serve in the army after his previous mission failed. Why is he here?
Frankie stared intently at Kane across the counter, unfamiliar with his disguised appearance. He spoke with a cold sneer: "Remnants of the Dark Brotherhood, burning down important city facilities, attacking the army, spreading rumors—surrender, hand over the whereabouts of your accomplices, and I might give you a quick death."
"Click."
A slight scraping sound came from the floor beneath his feet as Kane leisurely emerged from behind the counter.
He looked at this "old acquaintance" and smiled frankly: "Sir, I'm afraid there's a misunderstanding. I'm just a merchant from a free city-state who's here to investigate the market and check out the prices."
"Market research? Discovering the old hideout of the Dark Brotherhood?"
Frankie sneered, "The boatman who led the way has already reported you, saying you asked too many questions you shouldn't have."
Kane's lips twitched slightly, cursing inwardly.
The boatman forced the information on him just to show off, but now it's become the basis for his report. Is he trying to cheat both sides?
But he remained outwardly calm, raising his hands and smiling tentatively: "Then, if I surrender and betray my accomplices, can you spare my life?"
Frankie's face showed a mocking expression: "Okay."
However, just as Kane slowly stepped out, seemingly relaxing his guard, Frankie's face suddenly darkened, and he shouted sharply, "Kill him!"
The soldiers, who had been waiting in ambush, pulled the triggers without hesitation, and several crossbow bolts flew straight at Kane's face.
Kane remained calm, then slammed his right foot into the ground, his body shooting towards the enemy formation like an arrow released from a bow.
At the same time, the shadow behind him condensed into a shadow blade in his right hand, and with a slight lift of his left hand, a semi-transparent shield appeared out of thin air, blocking all the crossbow bolts.
"Spells? Damn it, it's a mage! But this speed—"
Frankie's expression changed drastically as he watched the distance close in an instant.
Not only him, but the soldiers who had previously been mocking now looked tense. After three volleys of fire, not even the hem of Kane's robe was torn.
"Draw your sword!" Frankie roared.
The soldiers gritted their teeth, drew their scimitars, and faced the mage who dared to charge forward.
However, as soon as the two sides clashed, the battle turned into a one-sided affair. The numerically superior soldiers were instantly at a complete disadvantage when facing Kane alone.
A bloody storm suddenly erupted in the room, with blood splattering everywhere.
With the help of electric shock stimulation and accelerated blood flow, Kane's agility far surpasses that of ordinary professional soldiers.
Arms severed, throats slit, feet cut off—blood gushed out, quickly covering the original charred marks on the ground.
Seeing his men screaming and wailing, their bodies strewn all over the ground, Frankie turned pale with fright and turned to flee.
Kane pulled the Shadow Blade from the heart of the last corpse, then with a backhand "Hand of the Mage," grabbed a dagger from the table and threw it.
Snapped!
Just as the dagger was about to strike Frankie in the back, an arrow flew from afar, precisely knocking the dagger to the ground.
Frankie seized the opportunity to escape, rushing towards a speedboat on the shore.
But Kane had no time to pursue; his beam of light firmly locked onto the direction from which the arrows were coming.
There stood a ranger with second-tier strength.
Immediately afterward, Kane's eyes sharpened, and he abruptly turned and swung his blade backward!
"clang!"
The Shadow Blade collided violently with a scimitar that suddenly attacked.
The attacker was a wanderer, even faster than the ranger.
But Kane seemed to have anticipated it, turning his head to avoid the elbow strike that followed.
Seeing that their first attack had failed, the wanderer decisively retreated.
Even so, his speed was still slightly inferior.
Just as the Shadow Blade was about to slit his throat within three moves.
"Boom!"
A massive figure clad in heavy armor crashed through the wall and lunged at Kane. Kane frowned slightly; if he forced his way to kill this wanderer, he would inevitably be injured, thus revealing his immortality.
He activated his Spider Walk technique, inverting himself against the wall to avoid the attack, and then gracefully landed back in the center of the hall.
The wanderer, who had narrowly escaped death, breathed a sigh of relief and retreated behind the heavily armored warrior with a gloomy expression.
The ranger in the distance drew his bow again and aimed at Kane.
Three individuals with Tier 2 strength—a wanderer, a warrior, and a ranger—pointed their weapons at Kane from different positions.
"Who are you?" Kane asked.
"No, sir, you should state your name first."
The heavily armored warrior's face was hidden behind a mask. His gaze swept over the corpses scattered on the ground, and he said in a deep voice.
"Approaching the strength of a third-tier wanderer—who exactly are you? A high-ranking assassin sent by the Dark Brotherhood headquarters?"
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The wanderer's face grew increasingly grim, and he said in a deep voice, "I thought we had reached an understanding."
"A tacit understanding?" Kane understood immediately, having already assessed the situation.
He forced a smile and said calmly, "The price offered by Duke Eisenberg did not meet headquarters' requirements, so I was ordered to come and demand more."
"This is not our responsibility."
The heavily armored warrior paused for a moment, then added, as the light fell upon the soldier's corpse on the ground.
"The soldiers conscripted by the local council have been slaughtered here by you. Even if it is revenge, it is enough."
The Dark Brotherhood remains the most formidable underground force on the continent; there's no need to completely sever ties with the Duke over a mere outpost.
Kane raised an eyebrow and said, "What if I want a new form of compensation? Like intelligence, for example."
"you say."
"I'd like to know, where is that third-tier Zeno mage now?"
The heavily armored warrior's pupils constricted, and he blurted out, "We didn't know—damn it! You were sent by the Mage Academy!"
He waved his hand sharply and ordered in a stern voice, "Move! Buy time, reinforcements are on their way!"
"Support? From the Chamber of Commerce, or from the military?"
Kane's doubts deepened.
He tilted his head to avoid the arrows coming from afar, and looked at the heavily armored warriors and wanderers pressing forward at the same time, saying calmly, "It seems I also need to speed things up."
Before he could finish speaking, Kane suddenly threw the dagger he was carrying at the two of them.
Just as the other party was wondering, the dagger exploded in mid-air, turning into a shower of iron powder that instantly filled the entire room.
"What does he want to do?" the loafer asked, looking puzzled.
"Get out of the fan zone!" The heavily armored warrior's expression changed drastically, and he hissed a warning.
"It's too late."
Kane's voice rang out among the die-hard fans.
The next moment, a giant hand burning with flames slammed down, and the flames and the suspended iron powder made contact and exploded!
The temperature in the room soared to its maximum in an instant!
The heavily armored warriors and the wanderers were met with a blinding white light, followed by a sharp burning pain that blurred their vision instantly.
When the ranger in the distance managed to open his teary eyes, he was horrified to find that his two teammates were charred black and collapsed on the ground.
What chilled him even more was that Kane was standing not far away, a sinister smile playing on his lips.
Ignoring his teammates, the Ranger turned and fled in the opposite direction like a madman.
Watching the other person's hasty retreating figure, Kane shook his head slightly.
The distance was too great for a chase, but he had memorized the man's appearance.
Kane walked to the two charred corpses and used his Shadow Blade to slice open their breastplates.
Looking at the exposed muscle texture, a look of understanding flashed in his eyes: "Second-tier strength, enough to be a captain in any country, yet he was assigned to this special squad —."
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Despite its charred exterior, the muscle fibers beneath the detached skin exhibited signs of inhuman mutation.
Recalling the previous Stigmata Ritual and the white shadow monsters under Bella's command, Kane had an answer in his mind: "The original strength of these two was probably not even at the second level, and they were forcibly enhanced by the possession potion."
The Duke's mage advisor, Lucas, had clearly improved the formula, resulting in fewer side effects and a more subtle demonic manifestation than the ordinary potion.
"However—" Kane paused.
"The increase in combat power after mutation is still significant, and they will never easily give up their original possession potion."
The most challenging aspect in the future will likely be facing both demons and these mercenaries modified by the drugs simultaneously.
A sense of urgency arose spontaneously.
Kane walked out of the ruins and saw several patrol boats approaching in the distance. He immediately activated his disguise technique, changing his hair and eye color, and turned to walk towards the floating bridge on the other side.
The following afternoon, Kane, now with a changed appearance, strolled through the streets of Twin Harbor.
He keenly sensed that the city's security was much tighter than the day before, with patrols everywhere and the number of guards more than double.
"According to Frankie, there are obviously still some members of the Dark Brotherhood who have escaped. Since they had a general idea of my whereabouts, they were able to kill me last night."
But where are the survivors hiding? Have they discovered the coded messages I left throughout the city?
As he was pondering this, two sheriffs blocked his way.
"Sir, please wait."
Kane remained unfazed and smiled slightly, "What can I do for you, officers?"
"Please tell me your name and the purpose of your visit to Twin Harbors."
Kane subtly activated his "Friendship Technique" and said in a friendly tone, "My name is Kate, and I come from the Free City. I'm here to investigate the market. But judging from the situation, the city doesn't seem to be very peaceful. I'm starting to wonder if I've come to the wrong place."
"Is that all?" the sheriff on the left pressed.
"Otherwise what?" Kane spread his hands. "After all, I'm just an ordinary businessman."
Under the influence of the spell, the two sheriffs exchanged a glance. Although they still had doubts, their intuition told them that Kane meant no harm.
"Then please be careful, Your Excellency Kate."
"rest assured."
Watching the two leave, Kane turned and continued on his way.
However, after walking only a few steps, the sheriff on the left suddenly shouted, "Wait!"
"What's wrong?"
"For safety reasons, I would like to accompany you on your inspection. After all, there are criminals operating in the port, so it's not very safe."
Kane's lips twitched slightly, somewhat speechless.
The art of making friends is ultimately just a trick with limited effects, but with the change in appearance brought about by the disguise technique, his charm attribute was enhanced, which unexpectedly generated an increase in favorability from this trick.
Seeing Kane hesitate, the sheriff on the right suddenly frowned: "Wait, why are you refusing? We won't bother you—no, my job is to screen suspicious individuals, why would I suddenly feel friendly towards you? Could it be—"
The two men instantly realized what was happening, their gazes turning cold and wary: "Come with us to the courtroom!"
Kane looked helpless and sighed inwardly: a trick is still a trick, the flaws are too obvious.
"Sorry, I have something urgent to attend to."
"Stop him!"
One sheriff blew his whistle, and another drew his sword.
However, when they turned around again, Kane's figure had already disappeared into the panicked crowd like a ghost.
Kane's expression was grave as he sped along, his hair color changing as he went.
It seems that friendship skills are no longer enough; I need to learn the second-level bewitching spell as soon as possible.
With the entire city under lockdown, investigating alone is far too difficult.
He boarded a small boat and returned to his temporary residence on the floating island.
An unassuming inn. On his way back, he keenly sensed a gaze that was constantly following him.
Turning around abruptly, Gu Yolai was met with puzzled looks from many people on the street.
But instead of feeling frustrated, he smiled.
"It seems that the code I left behind has finally worked."
He smiled slightly and walked towards a burly man walking with his head down not far away, stopping him.
The burly man looked up, a perfectly timed hint of confusion in his eyes: "What can I do for you?"
"Where is the Dark Brotherhood's stronghold now?" Kane asked with a smile.
"I don't know what you're asking," the burly man's expression changed slightly. He quickly looked up, pushed him aside, and left.
Kane maintained his smile, but as he watched the other person leave, he secretly followed.
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