Assassin's Chronicle - Chapter 13

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Chapter 13: Assassination

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: - -

Anfey, like a cheetah, slowly and arrogantly walked to the third floor . It seemed that he was looking straight forward, but his eyes were not focusing on anything . Things were never perfect . Anyone who gained something would lose other things at the same time . A person would neglect other things easily if he focused too much on one thing . Details were captured only if attention was diverted away from your focus .


Anfey was not blindly confident . He was able to quickly analyze and then utilize the advantages and disadvantages of both him and his opponent, no matter where he was or whether or not it was a good time for him to do so . He learned a lot from Saul and Ernest recently . Judging from the current situation, Anfey thought he held the advantage in this battle . When advanced-level people fought, they searched their opponents for magic surges and combative vibes, to identify both surprise attacks and counter attacks . Anfey did not possess any combative vibes and only had very slight magic surges . In other words, they couldn’t find him unless they saw his actions with their bare eyes . However, Anfey could easily locate all of them with his senses .


Anfey walked into a room on the third floor and blew out the candle behind him . He waited there for a while before he took a small package, wrapped in a piece of cloth, out from his shirt . He unwrapped it and took out a magnet he’d bought today, but hadn’t expected to use so soon .


Anfey checked Saul’s, Ernest’s, and his own room . He found every door in the Rose Home Hotel was locked with a snap bolt . The outside layer on the edge of the door bulged out, which made it very hard to open the door with a card . He hadn’t brought a card anyway . It might sound stupid to unlock the door with the magnet but it could be very effective .


In two minutes, Anfey was already in the room . There was a bald, middle-aged man sound asleep . "Dumb luck! It is fortunate to be a commoner . He can neither feel the surges from the flaming dragon nor notice me walk into his room . Even if the flaming dragon turned the hotel into a flaming hell, he wouldn’t notice . He would die without any fear or pain," Anfey thought aloud .


Anfey walked quietly toward that middle-aged man and chopped, with the edge of his palm, towards the man’s neck . That man was sleeping deeply earlier, but becoming unconscious now .


Anfey stood in the middle of the room, pulling out his sword from its sheath in slow motion . He thrust it downwards and stuck it into the ground . Anfey pulled out the sword afterwards and fell into thought while making observations .


The gloomy old man was worried . Tanan should have already gotten down to the sewer and escaped from Saul, according to the timeline . It meant that Saul could come back at any minute . However, he didn’t understand why there were no messages from Mott or Kalibim, or why there weren’t any loud fighting noises .


"Stupid pig! I have to do every little thing myself!" The gloomy-looking old man cursed . He couldn’t wait anymore, so he stood up and walked outside .


Anfey suddenly opened his eyes in the dark . He sprang up and thrust his sword upwards, like a poisonous snake launching a sneak attack .


Anfey had done the experiment three times in his room and one time in the lab on the third floor . The structure of Rose Home Hotel seemed to be all wood . He noticed the floor was only five to six centimeters thick; to be more exact, he only needed to use 60 percent of his power to punch through the floor . Therefore, it would be a piece of cake to pierce it with a sword .


The gloomy-looking old man never expected the attack to come from beneath the floor . Anfey had already stuck his sword into the man’s foot before the man realized something was wrong . The sword pierced his foot all the way up to the lower leg . The old man screamed out loud .


Then, there was a huge banging sound . The floor behind the old man was punched through by Anfey . The old man was a medium-level swordsman and his ability was way above that of Mott or Kalibim . No wonder he could still stay calm even when in serious pain . The old man slashed the sword backwards instantly . Even though he did not use any combat power, there was still the sound of the blades whipping through the air .


Anfey was moving so fast that the old man didn’t have time to think before making a move . The old man responded totally out of instinct, causing him to neglect a few things he shouldn’t have .


Anfey did not pull his sword out from the floor after his first successful strike . The sword was still stuck in the floor . The old man’s heels inevitably turned at a certain angle to allow him to slash backwards . The blade was turning and twisting inside his lower leg . What torture! This torture was tearing his tendons and breaking his bones . It was so painful that it went beyond human endurance . The old man screamed out one more time . Anfey punched the ceiling so hard that it almost fell . He jumped to the fourth floor through the hole and landed three meters away from the old man . Anfey ran to the old man and stabbed the old man’s chest with a pointed candlestick .


No wonder the old man was a medium-level swordsman, he was still trying to fight back by slashing his sword all over the place, even after he suffered a few surprise attacks . The old man slashed the candlestick by accident . Anfey was forced to drop it because of the pain in his hands . The candlestick hit the ceiling, fell onto the floor, and rolled a few times before finally stopping .


Anfey stepped back to keep some distance between him and the old man, saying with a smile, "Not bad, you are very tough!"


The old man could barely contain his rage . Usually, he was the one stabbing people from behind, not the other way around . He felt that what had happened this time was really unfair . The old man stared at Anfey with hatred . He put all of his weight on his left leg to keep the right one still . However, the right leg had to bear some weight to keep him balanced . He felt sharp pain from his right leg . The old man tried very hard to focus, gathering his Qi . A Qi-covered long sword shone with white light .


Anfey jumped swiftly on the sill . The window was open, so Anfey grabbed the top edge of the window frame and lifted himself upwards, leaving the room with a fleeting smile .


Anfey’s climbing skill was not as great as Qing Gong[1] . It did not allow him to jump up and down freely, but he was able to climb up and down as long as there was a place for his hands to hold . He climbed onto the roof easily, then he took out something from his shirt and tossed it upwards .


What he tossed was dried peas he had prepared . They made loud sounds when they rolled down from the roof .


The old man could not let his guard down despite seeing Anfey disappear right in front of him . He held the sword and pricked up his ears for any suspicious sounds . What confused him was the continuous sounds made from the peas hitting the roof . He had no idea what Anfey was trying to do .


Anfey had already returned to the third floor and was quietly looking at the sword hilt in the ceiling . Looking through the hole on the ceiling, Anfey found the shadow was moving . Anfey was trying to find a perfect spot to attack the old man . Could he create some illusions? Yes, every great mage is a master of creating illusions to distract the audience!


Anfey climbed up to the roof and made some sounds on the roof . The purpose was to fool the old man into believing Anfey was still on top of the roof, waiting for the perfect moment to attack him . The old man fully focused on the roof . However, Anfey unexpectedly climbed down to the third floor, right underneath him again .


"You cannot step into the same river twice . " Deceiving a person twice in the same way shared the same idea . If an assassin tried to kill a person twice in the same way, it only showed how impotent he was . Anfey would be the one to suffer if he couldn’t deceive the old man in a different way .


The old man was in a disadvantage in this fight since he was suffering from severe pain . Moreover, Anfey’s unusual tricks frightened him . He subconsciously considered Anfey to be his most dangerous opponent . He did not think Anfey had left . He believed that Anfey had not had a chance to show his finale yet . Anfey was such a formidable opponent that he would not act silly and repeat the same tricks . The sounds on the roof continued .


The gloomy-looking old man was covered by a cloud of white light, as was the tip of his sword, as he gathered all his strength onto himself and his sword . He knew he could not move much, so he tried to do a quick attack against Anfey with the Qi on his sword . He was trying to turn this fight around even though he knew he at a disadvantage .


Anfey was hesitating about whether to kill or just hurt the old man when he found a spot to attack from . Anfey held a candlestick in his hand . If he tactically attacked the old man’s crotch with a candlestick, it was unlikely Anfey would kill him in time! If he waited until Saul came back… This was not what Anfey wanted to happen . He did not want to lose the trust Saul and Ernest and given him .


Anfey made a quick decision . He raised his arm and jabbed the candlestick upwards into the ceiling . There was huge pain from the old man’s left foot while he was still looking upwards at the roof . He screamed and fell onto the floor . It did not matter that he was a medium-level swordsman, even an advanced swordsman would not be able to continue to stand up if both feet were severely hurt .


The old man was forced to pull the sword and candlestick out of his feet as he fell . The momentum had almost gone away after the candlestick pierced through the ceiling . The force left on it was not very strong, so it didn’t cause too much damage to his right foot . The sword was deep in his leg . It hurt unbearably when it was broken by his body weight . The old man fainted, the pain so bad that his body curled up into a ball .


Anfey jumped up and punched a hole through the ceiling with his right fist . The old man sprang up instantly when the ceiling pieces fell and smashed into his chest .


Anfey jumped through the ceiling to the fourth floor . He shook his hands and a set of forks and knives slid down his sleeves . They disappeared the moment his fingertips touched the forks and knives . The next second, they were stuck in the throat of the old man . Anfey breathed out lightly . He turned around and rushed downstairs . He needed to take care of a few things before Saul and Ernest came back .


In fact, Anfey could have chosen to hide away and waited for Saul and Ernest to return after killing Mott and Kalibim . Mott and Kalibim were never threats to him . Anfey needed to compare his ability to someone else . He targeted the strongest person he could sense . The reason he needed to judge his own ability was to make sure he would not fail to do things beyond his ability in the future .




[1] There is a Kung Fu skill called Qing Gong, which allowed the practitioner to come and go as swift as the wind .

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