The bandits had already surrounded the rchant and Evan headed straight for them. This ti he wasn't going to be ceremonious or negotiate anything. He had a goal, but there were so obstacles to achiving this goal. Right now, he was going to get them out of the way.
The bandits had their backs to Evan, but the rchant could see the dark-haired young man walking toward him.
Unlike Rosa, who had shouted and asked for help at once, the rchant didn't show that he had noticed Evan. The man calmly continued playing the part of the victim.
The rchant's cold-bloodedness pleased Evan and a slight smile appeared on his face.
Swing.
Getting close enough, he struck one of the bandits` back with his sword. To his deepest shock, the blow was blocked. Nevertheless, he managed to inflict a serious wound on the man.
Evan didn't understand how the bandit he was about to decapitate had ti to react to his attack. But he had no ti to think. As soon as the bandits beca aware of his existence, Evan started a battle - one against three.
He decided not to wait for them to attack and crush him in numbers. The first attack in their direct confrontation was launched by Evan.
Whoosh.
As he swung his sword and struck, his opponent's head fell from his shoulders, but that wasn't what surprised him.
That was interested Evan the most.
He surmised that one of them might just be several tis stronger than the others. But Evan refused to believe such nonsense.
Whoosh.
Deciding not to waste ti, he struck another blow to the second bandit. Once again, he easily pierced his opponent's heart.
Having dealt with two weak opponents, Evan quickly retreated. The whole situation seed very strange to him. And it all started because of the wounded man.
"Boy, what organization are you from?" The bandit was holding his hand to the spot where Evan's sword had hit him.
Naturally, Evan didn't understand the question and didn't know what he was being asked about. Nevertheless, his answer followed imdiately, "A dead man doesn't need to know that."
"Heh, well, as you want." Despite all the pain from his wound, the man gripped his two-handed sword tightly and prepared to fight for his life.
Whoosh.
Evan ran straight at his opponent while maintaining full concentration. He kept his eyes on everything going on around him, as the situation was still quite unclear. Surprisingly, it was his opponent, who attacked first. He raised his sword high above his head and brought it down directly on Evan.
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