Chapter 1101: Chapter 379: Strike (Part 3)
Even in the top assassin organization Black Blade, there are very few who have earned the title of ‘King of Assassins’.
Using such top-tier assassins to deal with the witchcraft-practiced Rein is naturally the best choice.
“Additionally, the Duke said that General Donald is taking considerable risks in helping with this matter.”
“Because it’s said that Marshal Alfred originally intended to et this Rein, but due to urgent military affairs, he left the Imperial City so ti ago.”
“So…” Butler Owen said.
“So this ti, it must succeed!” Greenwood waved his hand, speaking before Butler Owen could finish.
He understood the unspoken implications in Owen’s words.
“Wise Master Greenwood, otherwise, there might be very few opportunities to act in the future.” Butler Owen smiled and bowed slightly.
….
A day and a half later.
At the airship dock in No City.
Many people in noble attire are waiting for the airship arriving from the Imperial City, clearly here to receive soone.
However, among them, three people stand out in full combat gear.
If Rein were present, he would instantly recognize them as Langgeler, Flay, and Alex, who had fought alongside him.
“Captain, doesn’t the na of the Fine Gold Swordsn coming from the Imperial Headquarters resemble that of Lord Rein of Mingster Province?” The tall, skinny young man in leather armor, Flay, couldn’t help but ask curiously.
“Probably just a coincidence.” Alex, dressed in a robe and holding a book with an iron-style cover, thought for a mont and said.
Although Lord Rein’s strength is indeed formidable, it’s unlikely he would have advanced to the Fine Gold Level so soon.
After all, prowess is prowess. Advancing in the Sword Bearer ranks isn’t so easy, requiring the completion of various difficult or arduous tasks. Advancing to the Fine Gold Level so quickly doesn’t make sense.
“But I keep having this premonition that this Lord Rein is the one from Mingster.” Flay said, furrowing his brow.
“Haha, I wish that were true, but it’s impossible. This person is a Fine Gold Swordsman from the Imperial City, at least possessing Legendary Level strength.” Langgeler shook his head, smiling.
“But isn’t Lord Rein about the sa?” Flay said stubbornly.
During the last visit to Mingster, he was completely impressed by Rein, and after returning, often talked about Rein, his words full of admiration.
“This….”
For a while, Langgeler and Alex couldn’t co up with a rebuttal.
Because that Rein from the neighboring province is truly exceptional.
“However, there’s no need for us to continue guessing; the airship from the Imperial City has already arrived.” Alex pointed to the sky with a smile.
….
Fifteen minutes later.
“Hiss~ Is it really you, Lord Rein?” The three of them, with expressions of disbelief, exclaid towards Rein.
“Captain Langgeler, Alex, Flay, long ti no see.” Rein greeted with a smile as he stepped off the airship.
Rein had a good impression of these three people.
In the battle against the cult in ister, despite the cult’s strength, none of them shied away, which Rein greatly admired.
At this mont, Mia and Chandler, behind Rein, exchanged glances and whispered to each other:
“Who knew, this Rein seems quite famous.”
“Yes, I didn’t expect that even in No Province, Sword Bearers recognize him.”
“This small team is quite capable for a branch, but unfortunately, they are about to be eliminated.” Mia glanced at Langgeler and his team, saying.
“Yes, Captain Langgeler’s strength is decent, nearing the Magic Iron Level.” Chandler nodded slightly in agreent.
The two naturally knew that Rein was from the neighboring Mingster Province, and unexpectedly, his reputation was known even in No Province, which was quite unusual.
After a brief chat, Langgeler asked:
“Lord Rein, according to the instructions from the headquarters, the branch has sent us to accompany you. Should we set off directly now or stay in No City for the night?”
By this ti, Langgeler had adjusted his address for Lord Rein to Lord Rein.
“Yes, Lord Rein, how about staying in No City for the night?” Flay said with a smile.
“Let’s go directly, and after we return, we’ll have a good gathering.” Rein smiled and said.
Return?
Can they return?
Seeing this scene, Chandler couldn’t help but smirk slightly.
“Alright! Lord Rein, the Griffin is ready, let’s proceed.” Langgeler led the way.
…
Soon, the group each controlling their own Griffin swiftly advanced towards their destination—the Black Mud Swamp.
The Poison Liquid Flying Dragon prefers swamp environnts, and the Black Mud Swamp, hundreds of miles away from No City, has beco the best nest location for it, convenient for attacking the densely populated human villages and towns around, preying on humans and livestock, while rapidly returning to its nest.
“Lord Rein, we plan to slaughter a few prepared Fierce Species in Mud Swamp Town on the outskirts of the Black Mud Swamp to lure it out.”
Since receiving this task, Langgeler had devised several contingency plans and made considerable preparations.
“Alright.” Rein thought briefly and agreed.
Going directly into the miasma-filled swamp is certainly not as convenient as lying in wait.
…
Half an hour later, a small airship adorned with a family crest also arrived at the No City airship dock.
Leading it was Greenwood, accompanied by a warrior who appeared exceptionally burly and strong.
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