amaotonovel Chapter 216 Assassination
Chapter 216 Assassination
When most of the creatures in Nield fell asleep, there was one figure who was tossing and turning in sleep.
Larriel, the priest who was experiencing the battlefield for the first time, was now in Annie's cabin, looking at the unconscious Percy with worry.
Although he had used healing spells to heal the city guard's external injuries;
But Percy still showed no signs of waking up.
The curly hair on his forehead was soaked with sweat and hung down on his face. His eyebrows were twisted and wrinkled as if he was in great pain.
Seeing that the healing magic had no ability to relieve Percy's pain, Larriel had to use the most primitive method - hot compress.
She placed a towel soaked in warm water on Percy's forehead over and over again;
He wiped the cold sweat off Percy's body over and over again to keep his body dry.
Abyss seed, that's what the leading female knight called Percy when they were on the ladder.
When I was taking off his armor, I also found a pair of small pointed horns hidden under Bozo's curly hair - this was indeed the symbol of the abyss species.
As a priest of the god of justice and fairness, Larriel certainly knew about this humanoid creature with horns on its forehead.
When humans are invaded by the blood of the abyss and purgatory, half-demons with sulfur blood, called Tieflings, are born.
This half-demon is born with the language of Infernal Language and can communicate unimpeded with the demons of the abyss.
According to the records of the Church of Tyr, tieflings have no obvious evil tendencies at birth;
But as individuals grow, the abyss power in their blood begins to awaken, and most tieflings will eventually turn to evil.
Larrel is very conflicted now.
It was hard for her to believe that this loyal city guard, the young human who risked his life to save herself and Xiling, would become a monster of the evil camp.
If I had always been by his side, using Tyr's justice to influence this half-human, half-demon creature, would Percy not have become a monster in the evil camp...
With her head full of random thoughts, Larelle forgot to wring out the wet towel in her hand, and water droplets flowed down her fingers and dripped onto the floor.
Suddenly, a short sword as green as a poisonous snake stabbed at the dazed priest.
Larriel, who was still in a daze, had no time to react and could only watch the dagger pierce into his chest.
However, this dagger, which was obviously poisoned, stopped less than a palm's distance from his chest.
Percy, who was still unconscious just now, was now half-supporting his body in a listless state.
His right hand fiercely grabbed the attacker holding the dagger, and his own arm was also cut by the dagger.
"Percy..."
Larriel finally reacted. She was not proficient in offensive divine arts, but she was a priest and knew some melee combat skills.
He pulled out the small hammer hanging on his waist. This weapon was once jokingly called a mallet that Larrel used to play a musical instrument by other members of the investigation team.
But against enemies whose weapons are restricted, this mace, which is not much longer than a palm, is enough.
She used the skills she had learned during her training and smashed the hammer into the enemy's face.
Although the force was not great, the blow caused the man wrapped in the black robe to groan.
Immediately afterwards, a second hammer blow came down, causing the black-clad creature to collapse to the ground.
Then, Larriel raised the hammer with both hands and smashed it hard at the enemy who couldn't dodge.
"Percy! Percy!
Let go! The blade is poisonous!"
After making sure that the enemy had no signs of life, Larriel held Percy's arm and frantically began to cast a healing spell.
“It’s okay, Miss Larrel.
I am...my bloodline makes me immune to poison..."
……
Following the attack on Larrel, the mining town of Nield became noisy once again.
Several teams of halflings and miners spontaneously took up arms and patrolled back and forth in the center of the town.
No one can say for sure whether the assassin has any accomplices.
And the halfling Annie looked at Larriel with great apology.
"This human must have come to assassinate me... After all, the rioter in Nield is the halfling Annie from the Maid Association, but it is news known to everyone in Radiant City."
"Not really, Annie.
An assassin couldn't possibly mistake the appearance of a halfling for that of a human.
Especially a weird looking halfling paladin wearing a maid outfit..."
Curly-haired Percy was bandaging his own wound. The wound was not deep and he had no intention of receiving healing magic.
"Looking weird?
How can a tiefling who sneaked into the city guards be any better than me? "
The halfling in maid clothes jumped up suddenly.
This was her most proud costume. It also showed her identity as a director of the Maid Association, and it could easily distract the opponent during a fight...
"Mess? I was specially invited into the city guard team because of my hard training and loyalty to Radiant City!"
"Alright, alright, you two, let's first figure out who this assassin is!"
Alvin looked at the two people, one tall and one short, who were arguing in silence.
In order to allow the two exhausted half-elf sisters to have a good rest, he came alone to attend this emergency meeting.
Of course, I was actually woken up by the halfling who came to look for Annie, and it felt a bit inappropriate not to come with him.
Walking to the assassin's body still lying on the ground, Ivan tore off the black cloth wrapped around his face.
Then this useless young man from Blue Star was frightened by the face in front of him.
“Lariel…you are too cruel!
This man’s entire face was smashed to pieces!”
Percy gave up arguing with Annie, walked over to Ivan and observed the face of the assassin.
"This wasn't done by Miss Larrel..."
The assassin lying on the ground had a face like a lump of mud, as if all his facial features had been melted by something.
Percy pulled open the assassin's collar and saw that the creature's neck was also covered with such marks.
"This is--"
The young city guard took a breath of cold air, but he did not continue speaking. Instead, he stood aside with a heavy heart.
“Well…that’s disgusting enough.
Larrel's hammer really couldn't have hit anyone like this."
Alvin suppressed the feeling of nausea and touched the melted face with his fingers.
"This is an old injury...it was disfigured before this creature came!"
“What a terrible assassin, they must have destroyed their appearance long ago;
This is to prevent anyone from finding out who is behind the assassination attempt if it fails.
Sir Ivan, I once heard a rumor..."
After all, Annie had been in the maid circle of Huiyao City, and the maids would discuss some secrets among themselves.