Ryan's Sword

Chapter 16 No.15 Scene Assassination

In Ian's previous life, a very famous Azure anchor once said that those assassination missions that stipulate to kill a specific target in a certain place are actually not so troublesome, as long as you kill all the targets within the range, it will be fine !
To sum up, the assassination idea he wants to express is just one word——

Reckless!
Although the anchor is positioned as a standard entertainment anchor, the players have to admit that this kind of thinking does simplify the cumbersome assassination task into the "monster spawning" task that players are most familiar with and best at. To a large extent, it is avoided that too much energy and time are spent on the most important part of finding the target.

To be honest, it's not that Ian hasn't thought about this way of completing the task.However, this can only be regarded as a backup plan reserved in his mind when his individual strength cannot form a crushing advantage over multiple enemies.Right now, he has marked the buildings and rooms in the manor that are still lit on the small map one by one. According to his speculation, those who have not rested until this point in time are likely to be the targets of his assassination!
It is conceivable that connecting these brightly lit rooms is his preferred course of action.

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Time soon came to midnight.

A dark cloud that came from nowhere gradually covered the cold moonlight, and the originally cool autumn wind gradually rolled up a sinister whistling.

On the dark night of the moon, when the wind is high and the fire is set!

As if even the moon hanging high in the night sky had foreseen the imminent killing, he closed his eyes unable to bear to look directly.

"It's going to change."

The guard captain of a patrol team glanced at the changing sky and thought with a little worry.

However, the man who was already out of breath due to the long patrol did not notice that a black figure moved silently by the side of the stable that their team had just passed by, and within a few breaths, he went around Those piles of haystacks almost two people high, without disturbing the horses, dodged and hid in the visual blind spot on the back wall of the kitchen that the patrol team could not observe.

start to act!
Ian, who was advancing in the dark, bowed his waist, firmly hiding his figure in the deeper shadow of the building.His actions were decisive and quick, and the fleeting moment when the guard turned his head would allow him to move from one shadow to another.If any nightingale or assassin happened to pass by here, they would find that this warrior was using an extremely formal stealth technique.

This kind of stealth may not be very clever, and compared with the elegant posture of orthodox thieves who seem to be transformed into shadows when sneaking, it seems a bit rigid, but it is undeniable that this kind of stealth is extremely practical, and almost no corresponding response is required. Class-specific skills or talents can be displayed.

In addition to the professional inheritance of orthodox thieves, the courses taught by the military scout camp can also train qualified stealth skills.Because this kind of skill has no professional talents compatible with it, the fighters of these scout battalions may not be able to sneak so perfectly around high-level targets, but the defense system like the Dewey family is almost as good as a professional scout. Like thin paper, it will be broken with a poke, and there is not much difficulty in breaking through.

In his previous life, Ian used to be a scout at the forefront of the battlefield, and even carried out various investigation and assassination missions in the territory of enemy countries. Stealth at this time was not difficult for him.

It took Ian just over a minute from the start of the action to entering the first target building.The guard team patrolling the inside of the manor was far less elite than the heavy armored guards on the outside. They didn't notice at all that someone had entered the house they were guarding under their noses.

The first building Ian entered didn't have any luxurious decorations inside. Coupled with the dormitory-style room layout inside, he judged that this place should be the residence of the servants.Soon, he carefully searched the room along with the snoring sounds, and sure enough, the rooms here were all furnished with wooden beds similar to Chad-style bunks, and many male servants of the Dewey family slept side by side on the beds.

As for the light that was lit here, it was the light from the flickering oil lamp on the table in the room where the servant in charge of night watch was at the head.

According to the experienced technique trained in the scout battalion, Ian's force to open and close the door was quite smooth, and even the possible sound was minimized when he moved the lock.In addition, the servant in charge of the night watch had already dozed off at the table, so none of the dozens of people sleeping in the building were awakened by his entry and exit.

"There are still two markers."

Ian quietly exited the room where the servants were resting, and went to the next target building without stopping.

This building is a beautiful two-story building. The balcony made of white jade-like high-quality stone is also equipped with small round tables and lounge chairs for leisure. Obviously, this is at least the treatment that only important members of the Dewey family can enjoy. .

It took a minute to carefully observe the structure of the small building. Ian waited for the patrolling team to pass by. With the help of the raised wall and the railings on the balcony, Ian turned over to the second floor with almost a vertical leap.

Lurking on the outside of the wall between the balcony and the bedroom to listen, Ian was puzzled to find that the owner of this bedroom was not among them.

Resolutely, Ian pushed the door open and entered the bedroom before the next wave of patrols arrived, only to see two bedside lamps made of colored glass reflecting the entire luxuriously decorated room with magnificent brilliance.

"Inferior magic table lamp."

The information of the two desk lamps appeared in Ian's vision. They are made of inferior magic crystals that have exhausted their magic power. The remaining magic power supply can be easily opened or cut off through a simple magic circle, even ordinary people can easily use it. .

Such a pair of magic table lamps can sell at least dozens of golden oak leaves on the black market.

It is undeniable that Ian's heart fluctuated slightly for a moment, and it is undoubtedly a very comfortable thing to earn dozens of gold coins after changing hands.However, his purpose this time is to assassinate rather than steal. No matter how small a noble family is assassinated, the imperial officials will send people to investigate. If there are any traces that he does not know because of temporary greed, it will greatly increase chances of him being exposed.

"Unfortunately, it's not in the game now."

Ian thought regretfully.

Generally speaking, the official wanted list in Weilan will be automatically revoked when the culprit is punished, that is to say, as long as the player dies once, and pays the price of a first-level experience and random drops, he will be able to get rid of his guilty body. Reverted to being a good citizen.

However, the current Ian does not dare to do so.

After searching the entire small building, Ian is only in the storage room on the first floor corridor.A maid was found sleeping in it.Obviously, the owner of this small building left here for some reason, and this person is probably one of the targets he is looking for this time.

"Then, there's only one left."

Looking through the window at the three attics behind the main hall of the manor, Ian's eyes looked extraordinarily calm and distant.

If his expectations were correct, then the two targets of this assassination should be above the attic, in the room with lights on.

"Father, please rest early, maybe early tomorrow morning, Master Pierre and the others will be back."

In Sir Johnson's study, Valentine stood in front of his father's desk and said.

"Well, I see," said Sir Jonson, nodding his head.

Just now, his eldest son, Valentine, had already explained his speculation to himself. According to him, the warrior commander Pierre should have been taken by the Hansen brothers to celebrate, so he didn't return all night.After all, the bounty promised to them this time was [-] gold coins, which was already an unimaginably huge sum of money for common people.

Sir Johnson, who was relieved, turned his attention to another matter that Valentine mentioned. He said: "Son, I very much support you to go to the Imperial Capital to study. But, you have to think carefully, the Imperial Capital is not the town of Robb ! There, you can’t do whatever you want like at home, and all the help the family can give you is only enough to maintain your basic expenses in the imperial capital. Can you accept such a life?”

"I can accept!"

Facing his father's serious question, Valentine stood up straight and answered loudly with his head held high.In the room, he thought very clearly, even if he suffered some hardships, he would go to the place that all Ryan people yearn for and pursue his dreams!
When he has achieved something in his studies, he must make Yilian regret the stupid act of abandoning him!
"Very good!" Sir Jonson smiled approvingly. He stood up and groped for a while on the bookcase behind him.Soon, he found a special book and grabbed it and pulled it out. With the sound of "click, click, click", a mechanism door hidden on the bookcase opened in front of the surprised Valentine. Open it slowly.

When the mechanism was fully opened, Sir Johnson raised his hands and struggled to lift out the old wooden box. Judging from his trembling hands, the weight of this wooden box was obviously not light.

"Oh!"

The wooden box fell on Sir Jonson's desk. He took out a silk handkerchief embroidered with gold lace from his pocket, and gently wiped off the thick layer of dust on the wooden box.He said with emotion: "This box was passed down from your grandfather. At that time, I had just inherited the title of the family, and it was the time when I was in high spirits. However, your grandfather told me the current situation of the family. Our Dewey family It has long been not as strong as it was in history, especially our lineage in Robe Town."

Sir Johnson sighed, and continued: "Now, we can only maintain the normal operation of the family by relying on the town's property and the taxes collected from the people every year. I remember when you were young, the consul of Robe Town asked me I asked for support to wipe out the fleeing bandits. I refused him that time. You once asked me why I didn’t participate in the bandit suppression. This is a big thing that will help the family’s reputation. I didn’t answer you at the time, but now You should be able to guess the answer."

　PS: If you shake your hand, you don’t need to hit a zero. The side task reward is 20000 Exp, which has been corrected
　　
　
(End of this chapter)