Chapter 525: Dragon Man
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Saving Alice was Anfey’s top priority. Anfey slid fast to Alice, like a ghost, and grabbed her burning skirt. A revolving water ball showed on the finger tips of Anfey’s left hand, as he pulled her up by her skirt. He tossed the water ball on Alice.
Alice’s sleep dress looked very strong. It looked like Alice’s bottom hung in the air, while her body bent into a bow shape. Unfortunately, no matter how strong the dress was, it could not be on par with Anfey’s power. With a tearing sound, the sleep dress was torn into two pieces at the waist.
Thinking did take so ti. Even though Anfey chose the most effective way, he pulled the skirt off Alice before he could put out the fire on her. He forgot to think of the consequences of doing so.
Alice wore panties underneath her sleep dress, but they was the see-through kind. It was no different than as of she wearing nothing. Anfey was shocked, while Alice did not know how to react. She had dread of this sa scene, but Anfey was more gentle in the dream, not as violent as in reality.
Anfey did not know how to respond, until he heard the scolding from Suzanna from outside. He imdiately shook the blanket and covered Alice. The next second, he realized he had gotten Alice’s skirt in his hand, which beca evidence. It was not appropriate to toss the skirt on the ground, but he did not have ti to burn it. The water dripped down from the skirt, while he knew Suzanna could co in at any second.
Anfey hurriedly tucked the skirt underneath the blanket. Alice saw the light in the darkness, and turned around to face the light by instinct. She looked into Anfey’s eyes and imdiately turned away, like she was being shocked.
The tidy room beca very ssy. All the people who were supposed to be there were, including Baery, Saul, and Jacob. In order to not have any unnecessary problems, Baery had his squad stationed outside of the city. They had not even entered the city yet.
There was a person with weak breath lying on the floor. They could not see his face clearly yet. A fire bird exploded on his face, bombed it. His nose was gone, two eye sockets were without eyeballs, and his lips were torn, which revealed his whole gums. He looked terrible.
"Anfey, you should not have hurt him so badly. This guy looked like he was going to die soon, anyway," Baery said as he shook his head.
"He could make himself invisible. That scared ," Anfey said with a smile. "I was afraid he would make other special moves to hurt Alice. I had to hit him hard."
"Anfey, why don’t you let your subordinate try it?" Saul suddenly asked.
"Are you talking about Eddy?" Anfey asked.
"Yes." Saul nodded. "In fact, I think I know who he is, but we’d better ask him to confirm it."
"Professor, who do you think he works for?" Blavi asked timidly. He was on duty tonight, and then this just happened while he was on duty. If Anfey had not co in ti, Alice might have died. Blavi felt ashad.
"Edward IIIV," Saul said slowly. "Killing Alice is the only way to regain the control of...." But before he could complete the sentence, Saul had shut his mouth. Doumingo jumped in from the window.
"Professor," Alice called. She had put on a new outfit. She indeed had good control of her emotions. It was hard to tell if she was scared a few minutes ago. Of course, the so-called scare was partly from the fear of assassination, and partly from Anfey.
"Lord, you..." Doumingo said.
"Master, I am Alice. You can call by my na." Alice interrupted Doumingo. She insisted that Doumingo call her Alice, no matter how others tried to convince her otherwise. A na did not seem to matter much. Alice did not mind being called with any na. Anfey gave her the na of Alice. Alice beca the na everyone knew and trusted, instead of lord. It seed to sound too distant, if she was called lord.
Doumingo looked at Alice. He used to like Alice as strongly as Saul had affection toward Christian. After they t, He felt differently, much more distant to Alice.
"Alice, are you hurt?" Doumingo followed what Alice asked him to do at the end.
"No, luckily, Anfey ca in ti," Alice said.
"Anfey, how did you notice the assassin?" Saul asked.
"I did not sense anything. I did not notice, until he triggered Christian’s magic array," Anfey said with a bitter smile. He patted Blavi’s shoulder. "Blavi, you do not have to bla yourself. It’s not your fault."
Blavi gave Anfey an appreciative smile. Saul looked shocked, "Then how did you save Alice in ti?"
"Professor, Anfey has told that the harder we push Edward VIII, the more danger Alice would be in," Suzanna imdiately explained. "After we ca to Moro Province, Anfey has been protecting Alice every night."
"Anfey, did you already know Edward VIII was going to try to assassinate Alice?" Baery said.
"I just felt it was the possibility," Anfey smiled. He had heard so many stories from his peers. Even though it was dirty to assassinate the most important person in the other party, it always received the best effect. For example, Zhu Ge and Yao Li changed the situation in their countries with just their individual efforts. If Jin Ke could assassinate King Qin, he could have rewritten their entire history.
"Saul, it looks like we are all getting old. Your good student thinks more thoroughly than us," Baery said with a smile.
"Anfey, why are you going out every day?" Alice laid her eyes on Anfey. Obviously, she cared about a different issue.
"What is wrong?" Anfey said with a smile.
"Thank you," Alice said it politely, but she was touched. Her eyes were moist. In fact, Anfey was a typical doer. When he wanted to kill a person, he would not be stupid enough to show his hatred toward that person. When he wanted to protect a person, he would not say it out loud. Instead, he would just go out to protect that person.
"Anfey, you hit him way too hard," Jacob comnted. He had been squatting next to the attempted assassin.
"Jacob, let’s change the topic. Anfey just explained. Didn’t you hear it?" Baery said.
"Do you know what this is?" Jacob raised his hand.
A cloak, or a cloth that looked like a cloak, draped down from Jacob’s hand. It was dark red, with holes everywhere and so burnt markings.
"Do you think this could be the Magic Invisible Cloak?" Saul thought of the invisibility Anfey talked about before.
"It’s not likely. This is the Magic Invisible Cloak." Jacob shook it a few tis and smiled bitterly. "Unfortunately, this magic invisible cloak is destroyed really bad, and has lost its magic power."
"You are an archchemist," Anfey comnted.
"You are right. I am an archchemist. If you give enough ingredients, I can make a magic sword. However, if you give shards of a magic sword, do you think I could repair it?" Jacob asked.
"Magic Invisible Cloak? Hold on!" Doumingo hurried over to the assassin. He checked him carefully, but his face was totally destroyed. There was no way to tell who he was. Doumingo squatted down to undress the armor on the assassin, and kept undressing him to reveal the clothes underneath the armor. The chest of the assassin showed, revealing a red lizard looking animal tattooed on his chest. Doumingo gasped.
"Master Doumingo, do you know him?" Baery asked imdiately.
"You should have not hurt him." Doumingo did not admit that he knew this assassin, but his face showed the fact clearly.
"Master Doumingo, I don’t think it is appropriate to say that." Anfey said casually. "We did not hurt him. He should not have co here. Since he ca, there is no point to discuss it."
"Anfey, you do not know about it." Doumingo smiled bitterly. "I heard you have a nickna, the Final Paladin?"
"Well..." Anfrey shrugged. "I do not know which bastard gave that na."
"I have to say, you well deserve your reputation." Doumingo laid his eyes on Saul. "Saul, you know about Dragon man, right?"
"Dragon man?" Saul’s face imdiately changed. "Are Dragon n still alive?"
"This Dragon man, or Dragon n, are they that good?" Anfey asked casually.
"Dragon n are the descendants of dragons and humans. We are talking about a group of people, but he is a dragon man, too."
"Oh, I see. He is a bastard," Anfey said.
"Anfey, it’s not a good ti to be sarcastic," Saul said.
"Master Doumingo, I am just curious. Did we seek them out to fight?" Anfey said casually. "I am not a good person, but I have my own principles. If people do not offend , I would not bother with them. However, if they offend first, I will fight back. If dragon n want to work for Edward VIII, there is no point to continue this talk. They will be my enemies. If dragon n do not want to work for Edward VIII, and things like this assassination happen, they have given us no options anyway. There is still no point to continue this talk."
At a corner, underneath the moonlight, two people looked up at the sa ti. They looked at the sunrise in the east. One of them asked in a low pitch, "It’s getting bright. He is not coming back, is he?"
"Anfey kills people without rcy. He would not let him go," the other answered.
"In fact, I hope he could have made it," the first said.
"Why?" the other asked.
"I just feel that he is a fool, but a cute one." He paused a second before he continued. "We’d better not continue to wait here. We should go back and report to the king."
They looked at each other and giggled.
Reviews
All reviews (0)