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The Baron was speaking with the elderly nun, his face stern as he issued commands for her to follow. After all, he was merely using her to pacify the Refugees, not becoming one of her followers; naturally, everything revolved around his own interests.
As a reward for complying with his orders, the Northern County Monastery had gained the right to establish a branch in Shining Gold Town, which had been their goal all along.
“Father, look!” Suddenly, he heard his son's voice and turned around in confusion.
Ding! Ding!
At that moment, two light sounds emerged behind him. The assassin was shocked to see two enormous yellow Bees suddenly appear and recklessly crash into his dagger, the force causing him to stagger slightly.
This brief moment of distraction allowed the Baron to finally realize what was happening. Without hesitation, he drew the short sword hanging at his waist and turned fiercely to confront the threat.
Despite his usual stubborn old noble demeanor, as the head of the Mestlin Family, he had trained in martial arts and had already reached the pinnacle of School Level strength.
“Who sent you?” Burgano demanded, pushing back against his opponent with a sword strike, his murderous intent evident in his gaze.
As a powerful Lord who had once led troops into battle, he was not particularly afraid of assassination attempts. Images of potential enemies flashed through his mind as he sought to uncover who wanted him dead.
However, the assassin did not respond. With the ambush having failed, he flipped his wrist, revealing three gleaming gray poisoned needles that shot out with a swift whoosh.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Burgano swung his short sword, creating a dazzling arc of light that deftly intercepted the three poisoned needles just in time.
Whoosh!
As the assassin prepared to continue his attack, a sharp whistling sound suddenly pierced the air behind him. Before he could dodge, he felt a sharp pain in his back as something pointed drove deep into his skin.
A wave of numbness spread rapidly from the point of the stab. A fierce glint flashed in his eyes as a faint light illuminated his hand, drastically increasing his speed. With a swift motion, he cleaved the massive Bee behind him in two.
He then easily evaded Burgano's dagger, slashing his own dagger toward the man's neck.
But a White Shadow was faster. With a whoosh, it leaped onto Baron’s shoulder, its sharp claws easily tearing through his wrist, causing him to drop the dagger with a clang as he could no longer hold it.
“There’s even a Spirit Master!”
The assassin shouted in terror as he punched the White Shadow away and turned to flee without hesitation. His speed was astonishing; with a single leap, he cleared over four meters high to escape over the courtyard wall.
The entire assassination attempt lasted less than five seconds. It was only when he fled that the surrounding guards reacted. Marcus shouted angrily as he snatched a longsword from one of the guards. “I’ll go kill him!”
“No need,” Xiar called out to him, his face as cold as ice. “He won’t get away!”
How dare they attempt to assassinate his father on his coming-of-age ceremony? These people were asking for death!
However, it must be said that this assassin had chosen the timing of his attack perfectly. He did not strike during the heavily guarded morning but waited until all the guests had left and Baron and the guards had relaxed their vigilance.
At that moment, everyone had let their guard down slightly. If not for Xiar’s quick thinking in sending his two Venomous Stinger Bees to intercept the dagger, the assassin would have succeeded!
Until the opponent fled, Xiar finally breathed a sigh of relief, realizing that he was drenched in cold sweat.
At that moment, Baron Bougiano suddenly collapsed, startling both him and Marcus, who hurried over to support him.
"He's been poisoned! Now that Old Cow is gone, there's no one capable of treating this kind of poison!"
Marcus tore open the baron's formal attire and saw a black spot appearing at his collarbone. His anger surged as he shouted, "Someone, get the family physician here immediately!"
Fortunately, the baron had a hidden pouch inside his clothing; the poisoned needle had not pierced his skin but merely grazed it. Only with his robust physical condition could he endure this.
However, the black spot continued to expand at a visible rate, causing Xiar's heart to sink. His mind was almost clouded with rage.
He had been on guard for so long, yet he never expected that while he remained unharmed, it was his father who had suffered this sneak attack. Murderous intent filled his eyes.
Very well. Once I catch you, I will make you wish for death and regret your existence, letting you experience the power of the Venomous Stinger Bee!
………………
In the forest, a figure hurried along.
He had long discarded the white monk's robe used for disguise and was left only in tight-fitting night gear.
"Bastard! The intel was wrong; how could there be a Spirit Master here!" Fear filled his eyes as pain shot through his back, reminding him that he had been poisoned. His movements grew slower and slower.
His eyes were so heavy that he could barely open them. He stumbled along, his body scratched by thorns that left deep wounds.
But he dared not stop for a moment, knowing that staying behind would mean certain death; they would undoubtedly send someone to hunt him down!
I cannot die here; I must return quickly to deliver the message!
Boom!
At that moment, he suddenly saw a thick tail whipping toward him. Two trees, as wide as a bowl, snapped in half, unable to impede its advance.
The man was violently flung over ten meters by the tail, crashing into a thicket of bushes.
In the final moments of consciousness, he saw a blood-red maw rushing toward him, consuming his entire field of vision!
………………
“How is it?” In the room, Xiar anxiously asked the doctor who had just finished his examination.
Marcus stood in the room as well, his face tense, exuding such a terrifying aura that even the doctor couldn't help but shrink back.
The middle-aged doctor’s face was pale and devoid of color as he lowered his head and cautiously replied, “Young Master, I have never seen this kind of poison before…”
“Useless! What good are you?” Marcus shouted angrily, grabbing the doctor by the neck and lifting him off the ground.
"Alright, Uncle Marcus, let him go. He's a professional assassin; it's normal for an ordinary doctor not to have encountered someone like him before." Xiar took several deep breaths to ease her tension and anxiety.
"Hmph!"
Marcus casually tossed the man aside. The Middle-Aged Doctor scrambled to his feet, trembling and too frightened to leave.
The two before him, especially Marcus, were ruthless killers. With Lord being assassinated in broad daylight, it wouldn't be surprising if the assassin killed him out of rage.
The position of a doctor had once been coveted by countless people, but now he regretted ever coming here. No amount of money was worth risking his life!
Feeling a familiar mental connection drawing closer, Xiar suddenly spoke up, "Uncle Marcus, my pet has caught that person. Let's leave the guards here and go take a look."
Marcus paused for a moment, then quickly nodded and followed her out of the room.
Of course, the doctor was forcibly left behind under surveillance, ready for immediate treatment if anything went wrong.
Outside the courtyard walls, in the forest, a massive creature lay quietly, holding the assassin in its mouth.
Marcus sensed the terrifying nature of the creature, his expression shifting slightly as he gained a deeper understanding of Xiar's current strength.
However, they found no antidote on the assassin; he hadn't brought any at all!
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