A Different World That Started as a Slave

After finishing the work in the dungeon, Reens lay on the bed with a sword in his arms and entered the dungeon.

Because he was an assassin, Reens was also worried that others would come to kill him when he entered the dungeon.

Holding the sword made Reens feel more at ease.

If an enemy really attacked him and accidentally woke him up in the dungeon, he could directly kill the enemy with a sword.

The most important point was that he wanted to test how strong the instinct of "sword style" was?

In the dungeon, at night, in the military castle in the outer city.

"Bang"

Reens arrogantly kicked open the door of room numbered 0304.

Reens's behavior directly startled Frank in the room. He was already very nervous and almost lost his grip on the long sword.

The originally planned straight stab was therefore not used.

However, after seeing Reens in black, he still gathered his courage and swung at Reens again with both hands holding the long sword.

The long sword slashed down, leaving a silver light in the air.

Reens dodged, drew out the long sword in an instant, and pierced Frank's left shoulder with a quick straight stab.

"Clang"

The long sword in Frank's hand fell to the ground.

"Don't scream, or I'll kill you."

Reens pulled out the long sword from Frank's shoulder and threatened him calmly.

Hearing this, Frank, who instinctively wanted to scream because of the pain, quickly covered his mouth with his right hand.

"Huff... "

Frank kept panting, which was due to both pain and nervousness.

Reens closed the door with his hands, but did not turn around and give Frank a chance to fight back.

Although Reens felt that the guy in front of him had no chance to fight back, Reens would not leave him a chance to kill himself.

Even in the dungeon, it was the same.

Reens would feel ashamed to be killed once by such a weak guy.

As the door closed, the only light in the room was the moonlight from the window, trying to illuminate the whole room with its weak light.

Reens kicked the long sword beside Frank away with his foot, and then put the sword on his neck with his right hand.

"I ask you to answer."

Reens said to Frank lightly.

"Yes, yes, yes... I will answer whatever you ask."

Frank was stiff and dared not move because of the long sword hanging around his neck, so he could only surrender to Reens by saying "yes, yes, yes".

"How did you offend the Glenbargen family?"

Reens asked.

"Aren't you a secret guard of the Glenbagen family? Why do you ask this question?"

Frank responded in confusion.

Rians did not reply, but directly pressed the blade slightly into his flesh, expressing his answer in this way.

I am here to ask questions, not to answer you.

"Ah, stop, stop, stop... Yesterday, I drank a little and accidentally bumped into the young master of the Glenbagen family, and vomited something on that young master."

"Really, I really didn't mean to do that. I was just drunk at the time and couldn't control my body."

"I really didn't see clearly that there was someone in front... Who would have thought that a good noble young master would appear in the bumpy alleys in the outer city?"

Frank cried to Reans.

Of course, Reens didn't care about this kind of crying, so he continued to ask: "Since you know that you have offended the Glenbargen family, why don't you flee Kara City quickly?"

"I want to leave, but I can't."

"After that incident, I was controlled in the castle and was not allowed to leave."

"Those guys, we all drank together, why... why did I have to face this kind of thing in the end."

"And they can be safe and sound, and even restrict me together."

"Why..."

Frank said with a resentful look on his face.

As his hatred increased, he began to ignore the surrounding environment and his voice increased.

"Quiet!"

For this situation, Reens stopped Frank's hatred in the most direct way, and he pressed the long sword in a little bit again.

Sure enough, as Reens' voice fell, the house returned to silence again.

Frank once again realized who was the owner of this house now.

"So, your roommate is one of the people who restricted you from leaving, and he is in another room now, right?"

Rins continued

Frank asked.

"Yes, yes... You want to kill them too, right? I know which room they are in, I can show you the way."

Frank said excitedly.

He knew that Reens would probably not let him go, but if he could pull down those guys before he died, he would be very willing.

He was unwilling to go to hell alone with a companion on the road to the underworld.

"Well, okay, I'm done asking questions, goodbye."

After that, Reens directly cut Frank's neck and ended his life again.

This round of the copy can be regarded as listening to the story of a "unlucky drunkard".

Spending some time and listening to a story can be regarded as a little entertainment for Reens.

And this story can be regarded as a summary of the completion of this novice task for him.

Next, it's time to practice swordsmanship.

...

The scene changed, and Reens came from the castle to the shade of a tree outside the castle.

And next to Reens was Jonathan, who had just separated from him not long ago.

Since they had had contact, Reans naturally had to weigh Jonathan's level.

Reans did not even let Ben go, let alone a stranger.

How could they become "acquaintances" without killing each other a few more times?

At this time, it was time for Jonathan to lead Reans to the outside of the castle.

At this time, Jonathan was about to let Reans sneak into the castle alone to complete the task.

"Draw your sword."

Reans pulled a little distance from Jonathan, and then said to him calmly.

The distance here was to give Jonathan a better opportunity to show his strength.

"Huh?"

Jonathan frowned and was puzzled by Reans' words.

However, he soon stopped being puzzled.

A flash of silver light.

Reans's long sword directly cut through Jonathan's chest clothes, revealing his big chest hair.

Jonathan was startled by this, and quickly retreated, then drew his sword, took a stance, and stared at Reens in front of him seriously.

He didn't understand why Reens chose to attack him, but he knew that the guy in front of him was no longer a newcomer, but an opponent and an enemy.

Seeing that Jonathan finally began to prepare for battle and his flawless stance, Reens smiled a little on his cold face.

Is it about to start... I hope Jonathan can give me a little surprise.

Sure enough, only facing an opponent with some strength can be considered a battle. The previous mission goal was really boring...