Mage Veja

Chapter 455 Assassination
boom!
Veija stood up with a livid face, and overturned the whole table of food.

Under Qi Lisi's puzzled gaze, he turned to the guard and said, "Bring me today's chef. I want to ask him about the situation myself. I'll do it now."

"Yes, Commander."

After the guards left the restaurant, Vega smiled apologetically at Qi Lisi: "Some accidents happened today, it seems that I can't have dinner with you, go back and rest first, I will let people Send some food over, and make up for this meal next time."

"I know, you should be careful too."

Qi Lisi left the restaurant understandingly, she didn't ask too much what happened.

"Double the guards for Miss Qiris."

Veigar gave instructions to another guard, he was glad that he tasted the food before Qilis, otherwise he might have watched Qilis die just now.

Yes, everything is as imagined - poison.

When he took the first bite of steak, Veigar felt the magic power inside his body violently surge, and then the passive mid-level combat skill 'Poison Resistance' was activated immediately, saving his life.

Huaying is not immune to persistent poison.

The most likely thing is that you were killed by the medicine just after being revived, and then died on the spot after five times.

Fortunately Veigar took this into consideration.

Immediately after the promotion, he learned this seemingly useless mid-level combat skill that could save lives at a critical moment, avoiding the possibility of capsizing in the gutter this time.

"It's still here."

There was a dangerous look in Veigar's eyes. He realized that the days of calm had passed, the trial of the judicial system had come, and what he would face next was the never-ending assassination.

Da da da--

In his thoughts, the guard who was sent to catch the chef had returned, but he was the only one who came back, not the chef who cooked for Vega.

"What about people?"

Although he had guessed that this would be the result, Veigar still asked on purpose.

"Report to the commander, the chef is dead."

The guard wiped the sweat from his forehead. Although he still didn't understand why Veigar got angry, the inexplicable death of the chef had already given them some guesses about the truth.

Let poisoned food be served on the table.

Doesn't this directly mean that their guards have done nothing, and even the basic inspection work has not been done well.

"Commander, forgive me."

The captain of the guard kneeled down and begged Veigar for mercy.

"I will not kill you."

Veigar glanced at everyone: "But I don't want to have the same thing happen again. It's been a troubled time recently. Stick to my post and don't let go of any suspicious details."

"Thank you Commander, thank you Commander..."

The guards breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time vowed in their hearts that they will strictly guard the gate in the next time, and not even a fly will be easily let go.

As it turns out, confidence isn't enough to make up for the gap in strength.

In the next few days, Veigar encountered no less than dozens of assassinations.

In addition to PK with real enemies, he was poisoned more than 5 times alone, and was shot in the dark more than 3 times. Other methods such as fires, traps... and so on emerged endlessly, which seriously affected Vega's work and life.

Now even Veigar has become a bit of a stalker.

He even suspected that he would be assassinated again in the next second, and the enemy's elusive ability made Vega quite a headache.

"Check! Give me a more intensive check!"

The somewhat irritable Veigar gave the same order to the captain of the guard a dozen times, and the captain of the guard was almost sweating, but it was of no use.

The enemy still goes its own way.

Veigar is still in dire straits.

It was only at this moment that Vega did not understand how disgusting the trial system is. It is no wonder that among the countries, only the Empire has the least number of people committing treason. He, who is powerful enough to ignore any traps, is disgusting. What's more, those other professionals are not even officers?

without any exaggeration.

It is indeed walking on the edge of life and death every day, and one will lose his life in a second if he is not careful.

If that day really comes, Veigar thinks maybe death is really a kind of happiness.

But being passively beaten is not Veigar's style. After being disgusted for more than ten days, Veigar's anger finally broke out. He decided to pull out the mouse in the stinky gutter, and then kill the chicken for the monkey to see.

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Inside a clean and tidy resident house.

Holt Scimitar lit the fire, then picked up a bottle of strong wine from his hometown, and gulped down the dry rations for the march. He has been here for nearly ten days and has basically adapted to life here.

After drinking and eating.

The old scimitar picked up a pen and a notebook, and wrote on it: "Prey No. 135 has extremely low security, but it is basically immune to toxicity, and has a strong sense of vigilance. , a magic shadow mage, holding a middle-level magic weapon in his hand."

After writing these, the old machete put the notebook close to his body.

Then he sat on the rocking chair, half-closed his eyes, and listened quietly to the babbling of the chair.

After shaking for about half an hour.

The old scimitar muttered to himself: "The basic information of the prey is almost detected. Except for the mood becoming more impetuous, there seems to be no obvious flaws. This prey is not simple. It seems that we need to continue Test and test."

This is the habit of the old machete.

He was born in the desert, fought against countless tribes, established a great reputation, and was hailed as the first brave man of the tribe, but people only saw his brilliance, but never saw the prudence behind him.

He sees every enemy as prey, and he is the hunter.

As a hunter, first of all, he would not directly hold the scimitar and take advantage of his own strength to slash up, but would cautiously test the prey a dozen times, or even hundreds of times.

In order to be able to achieve the goal.

He believes that it is necessary to understand the prey better than the prey itself, and only in this way can he truly find the prey's flaws. Before he finds the prey's flaws, he will never expose himself to the eyes of the prey.

Before coming, he knew that this task would be difficult.

But he didn't expect that after these few days of testing, he found that this prey was stronger than he imagined.

But it doesn't matter.

He didn't believe that there would be flawless prey in this world, he just needed to hold his breath and continue to probe.

People have seven emotions and six desires.

The old scimitar thought that since Veigar himself could not find any flaws, it might as well start with the people around him, so as to disturb the emotions of the prey, and finally find the flaws to kill Vega with one blow.

So who is this person?
The answer is obvious. The old machete has already noticed the existence of Qi Lisi, because the name Qi Lisi is also included in the trial system's list of traitors.

(End of this chapter)