The Witcher: From the Academy of Knights

Chapter 91 Night Attack
In the night sky, the crow Lal screamed.

Sauron's eyes flashed, and the next moment, a mass of black liquid quickly hit him in front of him. He pulled the reins decisively and controlled the carriage to stop urgently.

Herod!
The horse neighed for a while, Sauron narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked forward, but saw that the ground was hit by the black liquid, and a large piece of corrosion appeared.

Not far away, four figures came out of the darkness.

The leader is a man in a black robe, with a stooped figure, like an old man, almost his whole body is covered tightly, only a pair of eyes are exposed.

Beside them are two men and a woman.

The tallest man held a red battle ax and seemed to be a knight. The other strong man was handsome, but his eyes were somewhat wild.

As for the only woman, she had an ordinary appearance, but she had long sea blue hair.

Sauron was expressionless, staring at the people in front of him.

The four-person team headed by the black-robed man obviously came here specially for him, and had been hiding in the dark for a long time. If it hadn't been for the crow Lal's warning in advance, Sauron would have been almost injured.

"Poka, have you killed him?"

At this moment, the black-robed man on the opposite side suddenly spoke, with a hint of complexity in his hoarse voice.

Sauron's heart moved.

Since the other party can call out Polka's name, it is obvious that he already knows something, and it seems meaningless even if he quibbles at this moment.

"Are you Hiro?" Sauron asked with a hint of thought on his face.

"It seems that Karina and Jim have already told you everything."

The man in black did not deny his identity, nodded and said: "Yes, I am Hero, the only disciple of Polkadot."

"You killed my mentor, so I come to you for revenge."

Hearing Hiro's words, Sauron sneered.

"Is it funny?"

Hiro frowned, and said quietly: "It seems really funny. The old guy Boka is dead. I'm too happy. How can I avenge him?"

"I have to say that your patience is good."

"After inheriting Polka's manor, I didn't leave Old Lington for such a long time. If it weren't for tonight's auction, I really wouldn't have a chance to deal with you."

"I don't want to talk nonsense, keep things, you can leave."

With that said, Hiro raised his head and said coldly: "I know better than you how much Polka can leave behind, so I advise you not to play tricks."

"Otherwise, you will definitely regret your choice."

Seeing Hiro's attitude, Sauron's eyes flashed with thought.

It seems that shortly after he killed Polka and occupied his manor, Hiro had already set his sights on him, but he never found a chance to make a move.

Now, finding himself leaving Old Lington, Hero immediately laid an ambush on the road.

Sauron didn't know what kind of grievances and grievances there were between Hero and Polkadot, but now, Hero's legacy to Polkadot seemed inevitable.

"Boss Hiro, why bother talking nonsense with him."

At this moment, the wild-looking man said, "Just kill him, isn't everything ours?"

While speaking, a wildness flashed in the man's eyes, like a jackal.

Sauron expressionlessly pulled out the cross sword slowly.

"Is this your choice?"

A sneer flashed in Hero's eyes, and he said quietly: "If that's the case, then don't blame us, Taylor, Ikelay, kill him!"

Following Hiro's order, the burly man charged immediately.

Bang!
Ikele swung the battle ax in his hand, and in an instant, the flames burned like a small fireball, illuminating the surrounding night.

Sauron's heart moved, and he quickly backed away to dodge.

"The Flaming Battle Axe?"

Looking at the battle ax in Ikeleh's hand, a moment of thought flashed in his eyes. This battle ax seemed to be the extraordinary item that appeared at the auction.

It seems that Hero bought it and gave it to his follower, Ikelay.

However, Sauron was puzzled by one thing. He didn't feel any magic power from Ikelay, why the other party, as a knight, could use supernatural items.

"Is it at the cost of consuming vitality?"

Thoughts flickered in Sauron's mind. Wizards and apprentices relied on magic power to use supernatural items, while mortals needed to consume vitality to control the power of supernatural items.

"I'm going to tear you apart!"

At this time, the wild man Taylor let out a howl, and his whole body began to twist up, with gray-black hair growing all over his body.

In a moment, Taylor had transformed into a half-wolf half-human form.

He looked up to the sky and screamed, and then rushed straight at Sauron, with that ferocious aura, as if he was really a wild beast.

"Bloodline Apprentice?"

Sauron narrowed his eyes slightly, and he could tell at a glance that Taylor should be a bloodline apprentice.

The blood of the werewolf flows in the opponent's body, so it can transform its form, thereby improving its combat effectiveness in a short time.

Not far away, Taylor and Ikelay attacked from left and right.

One of the two opposite was a high-ranking knight, and the other was a second-level apprentice. Sauron didn't dare to be careless, and stepped back one after another.

At the same time, the only woman among the four also made a move.

"Water Archery!"

Fina whispered a syllable, and between waving her hands, a water arrow condensed in mid-air and shot straight towards Sauron.

Bang!
Sauron dodged sideways, the water arrow hit the rock, and the rock was instantly torn apart.

"A second-level apprentice again."

Sauron stabilized his figure, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, among the four facing him, Taylor, Ikelay, and Fina had already shot one after another.

Two second-level apprentices, and a senior knight.

Such an enemy, Sauron has not been under too much pressure, but Hiro has not made a move, making it impossible for him to analyze the opponent's strength.

"It should be a third-level apprentice."

Thoughts flickered in Sauron's mind. Hero must be strong enough to be the leader of several people, but he could never be a real wizard.

After all, if the opponent is that strong, there is no need to ambush Sauron here.

A random witchcraft may be enough to kill Sauron, and if he is a real wizard, he may not be interested in Polka's legacy.

While Sauron was thinking, Ikelay had struck again.

"Let's solve one first!"

Thoughts flickered in his mind. Among the four, Ikele, as a knight, was the weakest, only relying on the flaming battle ax to exert a trace of extraordinary strength.

"Destroy thousands of troops!"

Sauron let out a low cry, and at the moment Ikele approached, he swung the Broken Star Cross Sword in his hand, and a gloomy cold light flashed across the sharp blade.

"Ikeleh, be careful!"

In the rear, Fina's expression changed slightly, as if she hadn't expected that Sauron was also a high-ranking knight in addition to being an apprentice.

brush!
While waving the Broken Star Cross Sword, Ikele let out a muffled snort, the armor on his chest was torn instantly, and blood splattered out from the long and narrow wound.

(End of this chapter)