Netheril’s Glory

Now it was very close to the border of the Kingdom of Dylan. Due to their constant rush for the past few days, Punk and others had entered the transition zone between the lush jungle and the swampy forest, and the vegetation and the trees nearby had begun to grow more and more luxuriant.

It was about twenty-six o'clock in the evening, so it was already close to midnight. However, tonight's atmosphere seemed darker than usual, as many black clouds obscured all three of the moons at some point. In order to avoid being overtaken by the enemy as much as possible, Punk decided to use spells to assist him in advancing at full speed. Two warriors exploding with battle qi took turns and carryed her Royal Highness on their back and followed behind Punk. Even though the two warriors were exhausted from the day's battle, and Princess Nesa was still in a trance because of McNeesey's death, But all of them still rushed at their full speed as all of them knew the risk of any delay.

The night seemed like a deep lake without any ripple, dark and quiet. The cloudy sky didn't have any stars, and while galloping through the dark forest, the tree branches seemed like the hideous claws of some hidden monster.

Although the sky was shrouded with deep darkness, the ground was actually scattered with some fluorescent plants and some tiny fireflies-like insects which were shining with dim different coloured lights; however, these faint and small lights only felt like the last breath of a dying old man in this deep darkness,

This somewhat weird mixture of faint lights and deep darkness made One feel like they were just about to rush out from this dark and hazy veil, But they were surprised to find that it was not as simple as imagined.

In such a quiet place where even the sound of insects did not exist, even a faint killing intent was like the forest fire under the spring thunder in Punk's senses. Suddenly-

"Sizzle!"

Punk, who was running at an extreme speed, stopped. At the same moment, a large circle of crimson sparks glowed under his feet. Every spark filled with a large amount of compressed fire element had a horrifying temperature of more than a thousand degrees. 'Firey discharge'- This was one of the few trainee-level elemental spells that Punk was familiar with.

Although the sparks coming out of this spell were slender and small, they were released in a very large number and formed a dense circle of fire that resembled the emission of fireworks in that area with a radius of about one meter.

In less than a second, dense clusters of ultra-high-temperature sparks swept across the large swaths of air around Punk. With two shrill screams, two masked people in tight black clothes came out from the seemingly thin air. Now, these two poor guys had been scorched by the 'Firey discharge' and fell on the grass that has also turned into coke. Both of them died before even they had a chance to struggle!

But Punk not only didn't feel relieved, but his face became more solemn. These two enemies were only apprentice-level Assassins, and they don't have any powerful magical artefact. Also, their method of sneak attack was both clumsy and stupid. With such methods wanting to assassinate a trainee-level mage was just a fool's dream. One possibility was that they could have been sent to give some information to Punk!

Negotiation! But that was obviously impossible!

Punk quickly turned to look at the two warriors behind him. One of the warriors was carrying Princess Nesa on his back in order to speed up. At this time, Princess Nesa, who was tired and fell asleep, just woke up because of the loud noise. She rubbed her red and swollen eyes and looked at the darkness aimlessly with a puzzled look on her face, but she could not find out what was going on!

But the two warriors immediately realized what happened, So they looked at Punk with awe and also realized that this powerful mage was definitely better than themselves while it came to protecting the princess against the Assassins hiding in the shadows!

"Fools, shouldn't you run in a zic-zacing manner?"

Seeing two soldiers running straight and carelessly to his side, Punk immediately knew what kind of useless teammate they were.

At this time, besides getting angry at them, there was also something he couldn't understand about these two. Although normal times these two wastes were usually a bit dazed, but their IQ seemed normal, so why at present their IQ was not even as good as pigs?

What Punk didn't know was that there was a very significant difference between train soldier professionals and rogue professionals. Train Soldiers who required consistent at everything were accustomed to obeying orders. Under the guidance of Pheren plane's military concept of "absolute obedience", they had developed a thinking habit of "no thinking, only obeying". If it was a large-scale military group battle, such habits could effectively ensure that the army commander could organize an attack strategy properly, but in the face of unorderly small fights, their ability to respond properly was really a bit miserable.

Unfortunately, now... it was time for them to pay the price for their terrible resilience...

A dark green dagger appeared very abruptly in the air beside the princess with a sharp piercing sound, and the cold, gleaming blade was about to pierce the princess's jade-like neck.

Even if these two Warriors found out about the sudden attack beforehand, they would not be able to escape because of their fast and straightforward charge.

As one should know that when two moving objects move toward each other, the speed at which they close the distance was equal to the sum of their speeds. Now the sprinting Warriors and the sudden dagger were in such a situation. The soldier himself was accelerating with the princess behind his back, and the dagger that was about to pierce the princess was also rapidly accelerating. The acceleration of the two sides also caused the dagger's stab to multiply in its damage output.

What's more unbearable was that as the soldier was still holding the princess with both hands, his scabbard sword was placed in his waist. So he did not have any means to block the dagger's stab............

Because Punk had been entangled by the two cannon fodder Assassins, so even after seeing that the poisoned bone dagger was about to pierce the princess's beautiful throat, he didn't have the time to cast spells and rescue her, so at this time, he could only watch the "sure-kill" dagger as it was about to successfully assassinate Princess Nesa who was still confused............

"Well, I really did my best, so the Trial's eye wouldn't count it as the breach of my contract, right?"

Punk touched the brass ring on his left hand indifferently. He really didn't has any hope of the princess's survival!

But although Punk was indifferent about the princess's life or death, that did not mean that the other two would not be willing to make sacrifices for the princess!

"I......will never let you succeed!"

Suddenly, a roar of rage squeezed out between the warrior's teeth, and the running warrior, knowing that it was too late to pull out his sword to defend, so as a true "loyal" soldier, exploded with battle qi and resolutely decided to put his head between the sharp dagger and the princess's neck.

"Bah"

A clear sound rang briefly in the rustle of leaves in the quiet night and then disappeared in a flash...

The dagger pierced deeply into the warrior's head and penetrated his entire skull, revealing a small green tip on the back of his head. The warrior was shaking and opening his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but In the end, no sound came out............

Accompanied by the same brutal sound of piercing, the dagger was pulled out as if it didn't experience any friction between the blade and the skull. As the dark green dagger was quickly pulled out of the warrior's brain, a large amount of blood with a touch of green sputtered out.............

The warrior's corpse fell gently on the ground, and the burning battle qi slowly extinguished in the dark night. The whole forest became silent once again as if the fierce charge just now never even happened.

The little princess was brought to Punk by inertia. The only remaining warrior remained stunned and motionless. And the deep darkness fell once again on this remote wilderness.......

Through the mage armour just released by him, Punk saw the little princess, who vowed never to cry, started to silently sob once again in the twilight, but this time, her crystal clear and beautiful eyes no longer shed any tears.....