The Transmigrated Novelist

That would be the worst match up ever, as Roy was actually hanging by the fact of his poison attack working on the guy.

From the first attack he had landed on the guy he had inflicted him with his poison, so now was about the time he felt the paralysis effect of the poison.

Normally a high Rank 4 Warrior would feel the effects of his poison in about 3 minutes, while a mage of the same Rank, as long as he wasn't a poison mage like him would feel it in 2 minutes and a half.

From the first attack until now, Roy had kept account of any second passing, and he was quite sure than 180 seconds had passed until now. In fact, this was the 192 second.

So this guy should have been paralyzed since 12 seconds ago, and yet he was still acting in full swing. For that reason he couldn't help but think that he might really possess immunity just like himself.

In this situation, he had no other choice but to hope and pray to whatever he could that that wasn't the case, and that this guy would feel the poison paralysis soon.

"Ughh~! What!?"

It seemed like Gods were on his side tonight, as truly the knife assassin suddenly slowed down, as if he had fallen into some kind of strange swamp, unable to get out of it.

It was clear that he had understood that there was something wrong with his body, but now it was too late for him.

Without wasting the sudden opportunity he got, Roy used all the strength he could muster in order to change the direction of his rolling into the ground and close the distance with the knife assassin.

The best course of action right now, would be two lower the enemy numbers, as 4 of them were too much. Not to mention that their teamwork seemed spotless.

It wouldn't be much of a wonder if they had actually killed a few early Rank 5 Mages or Warrior during their career as well.

The only reason why Roy was able to have a chance at this guys was due to their underestimation of his skills, and due to his trump cards like poison.

Well that didn't matter at that moment though, as he didn't have time to think, only to act. Using the arrows on the ground as base to jump, he appeared in front of the knife assassin.

Immediately a knife materialized on his hand, as he used his sword aura to actually fix the knife's position in his hand, and then swipe down with whatever strength he could muster.

In fact, he didn't need to attack fiercely at his target, because the circular motion force was already in incredible levels, but he wanted to finish this in one blow.

Furthermore, he didn't have the time, or opportunity to actually check on the assassin's skills and trump cards. This was a unique chance he got, and he wasn't going to lose on it.

"You poi…"

The assassin seemed truly enraged and unconvinced, as he wanted to say something, but Roy didn't give him the opportunity as his knife went through the guy's eye socket, and then towards his mouth.

'AAARRRGGGHHH~!'

Blood followed the poor assassin's howling scream, but unfortunately there wasn't any chance or opportunity for him anymore, as he could only accept death.

Roy's movements weren't finished there though, as he wasn't out of danger yet. Forgetting the three arrows released at him, he had to actually deal with the two Mages.

Without wasting even one second, just as he was spinning in the air yet, he threw his bloodied knife towards his next target, which was one of the two Mages.

To be more exact, it was the Flame Mage that he had actually stabbed a knife earlier. Since the guy was concentrated on the Magic, it was almost impossible for him to escape the knife.

As Roy did so, three arrows were stuffed in different parts of his body as he was sent flying like some kind of injured animal.

"Husband~!"

Alma immediately run towards him, while the archer assassin tried to use his bow to actually change the direction of Roy's knife, but it was too late.

Different from the Wind Mage who might use some kind of cheap wind trick to actually change the direction of the knife, the Fire Mage couldn't think of anything.

It was only when the knife reached his vision that he finally understood the danger looming over his head, and he quickly had the intention to escape.

'BOOOOOOMMMMMM~!'

That single moment of hesitation and desire to escape was enough to break his concentration on his Magic Spell and create a powerful explosion.

It was the same as making explosives using explosive materials, if one succeeded it would become a powerful weapon against the enemies, but if he didn't he was just brining closer his own death.

After all, if he didn't succeeded the bomb would explode in his own hands, and if he didn't have enough power, or trump cards to protect himself he was as good as dead.

The same thing happened with the Fire Mage, until now he had actually gathered quite a bit of fire magic elements to create a big spell once again, but in that moment everything had gone awry.

He had lost control of the magic power he had gathered, and the fire magic particles had clashed with each other only to end up with a powerful explosion.

It was the doom of a Mage from his own magic, but he wasn't the only one to get affected by that sudden explosion of the spell.

His comrade assassin that was right beside him and was gathering wind magical particles couldn't escape the danger as well.

In fact, even though he tried his best to release the collected magic power he had in his spell in the opposite direction, or towards Roy and Alma, he still couldn't escape unscathed.

"Arrrggghhhhh~!"

His actions were correct, unfortunately his timing was a bit late, as when he directed the wind tornado towards Roy and Alma, his hands were already engulfed by fire.

A Mage didn't need his hands in order to cast magic spells, as they used the magic power stored in their bodies in order to affect the outside.

But their hands were thought as a medium to many Mages, and it was really difficult to do magic spells without hands.

It was the same as firing a bullet through a gun and throwing one at the target with hand. If one had the strength and ability the two cases could be similar, but the simplicity of the two ways was obvious.

At the same time, Alma used all the Magic Power she could muster in order to create a frost wall in front of the injured Roy and herself.

If that attack reached to even scratch the two of them, in their conditions it would be the same as inviting death. So she had to do everything she could to protect herself and Roy.

While the two Mage assassins were howling in pain due to the harm and injury that they just received the arrow magician immediately made way towards them.

"Arrgghhh~! I am poisoned, 3rd brother I will die! That useless 1st brother is going to kill me! That fucking poisonous bastard!"

The Fire Mage seemed to have become quite talkative all of a sudden, but what attracted Roy's attention was that the guy knew he had been poisoned and that he would die.

But he got even more startled and surprised when he doubted that the reason of his poisoning was one of his brother assassins, and not Roy.

This made the previous occurrence clear now, apparently the reason why Roy's poison had actived late, was due to the guy being a poison Mage too.

Well, that didn't matter anymore as the guy was dead. Furthermore, even two out of three remaining assassins were going to die as well.

The only remaining troublesome opponent right now was that archer assassin, as he not only seemed calmer and more composed than the other three, but also more skilled.

This made matters quite difficult for Roy, who wasn't in his best conditions right now, and Alma wasn't any better too.

"Swishhh~!"

But as he was thinking about what to do from now on and how to deal with the current situation, suddenly a wind slashing sound reverberated in his ears, aiming at the assassins.

To be more exact, it was the sound of a spear cutting through air and going right for the assassins.

'Booommmm~!'

The spear landed right in the middle of the assassins, cutting through the Wind Mage's arms, and pinning on the Fire Mage and taking him flying to the wall close to alley's end.

The archer assassin had quite good instincts as he managed to dodge the attack, but his two brothers were unable to do so.

"Little Alma I have come to help you!"

Before the assassins, Roy, and Alma could understand what had happened, a manly voice spread through the area.

Roy was able to easily recognize the voice, as he had heard it only a few hours ago. He was able to tell exactly who was his unexpected helper and savior.

While Alma seemed to be relieved and happy that this guy had arrived, he was actually chuckling inside.

This was a great scenario he had put through, this guy was truly capable. Roy couldn't help but raise his hat to the guy, if he had one though…