Night Crow Master Chapter 16
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Chapter 16: 16
The “fat sheep” lying on the bed, I do not know when, has woken up .
Lucide’s heart trembled, the pain in his feet was ignored, and now he just wanted to block the dagger .
However, his reaction was still slower . When his arms were raised, the cold dagger with cold light had penetrated his throat and cut his trachea and vocal cords .
“Ho Ho -”
the foreign body stuck in the throat and punctured the vocal cords, leaving Lucifer to make only a hissing sound .
The next moment, the fist with the dagger was lifted, and the jaw was smashed . At the same time, the neck wound became larger .
Lucide pushed hard at the man in front of him . However, the other side seemed to be prepared and turned slightly . His pushing movement was empty . Instead, the whole person bumped into the other party’s arms, and the pain from his neck aggravated another point .
A cold light flashed in art’s eyes, and the dagger disappeared from his right hand . Instead, a long sword appeared in his left hand .
With his right hand moving down, he grasped the handle of the sword and pushed it hard –
lucide, who was struggling, was staring at him . The cold stabbing into his body made his body tremble, and the pain that pierced his viscera surprised him even more .
Lucide is only a thief after all . Although he has some fighting experience, he is not as good as the virtual game players who have experienced many “skill completion” systems, and even less than Yat, who often uses the fighting method because of his habit of immortality .
The sword was pulled out with force . He knew that his strength was not as strong as that of his opponent’s Yat . Without any intention to keep his hand, the sword disappeared again, and the dagger appeared in his hand and stabbed at the flustered lucide again .
This time, his attack was blocked .
Flustered lucide raised his arm as a shield to block the attack of the dagger, but he also paid the price of two holes in his arm .
“Ho ho –”
with the broken vocal cords and trachea, Lucifer could only make a hissing sound .
Frightened by art’s cruelty, the thief turns around in a panic, ready to jump out of the window .
This practice of leaving behind the enemy’s back in combat is undoubtedly extremely stupid . No experienced soldier will do so .
However, although lucide was a cautious and agile thief, he was not a qualified soldier .
He was badly hurt and chose to turn around .
And this situation, for art, is undoubtedly beneficial .
The iron bar, which was also purchased from the count, replaced the dagger and was held high by Yat, and then –
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hit lucide heavily on the back of the head .
The pain and vertigo came together, as the suffocation caused by blood entering the injured trachea and the weakness caused by massive blood loss plunged the thief into darkness .
Without any hesitation, the thief lost his voice completely after several times of mending .
Looking at the thief lying on the window, Yat put his body into the inventory without saying a word .
He had already thought about how to deal with the corpses of insects and small animals, who had experimented with the holding function of the inventory .
His hands trembled slightly, which was a more real world than virtual games with limited bloodiness and reality . He was in a trance for a moment, but in the next moment, he recovered and immediately prepared to deal with the follow-up work .
He took some blood from the ground, spilled it out of the window and took off his clothes .
After taking out the water bag from the item bar and washing the blood on his face and neck, he changed into another suit .
Then, he took out a dagger, threw it on the ground, walked to the window, turned his head, and said again to the black crow golora, who had been ordered by him and quietly looked from head to tail:
“shout, speak up . ”
“Wow — Wow -” was lifted by Yat, the quiet black crow immediately flew up and began to sing .
The coarse and hoarse crow crow was so prominent in the late night town of cindyla .
For other dwellings, the crow crow is just an irritating and disturbing voice, but for old hawk, the meaning of the sound is different .
He immediately thought of the young man with the crow last night .
Just now the faint sound also appeared in the mind, let him immediately get up, grabbed the weapon and rushed upstairs .
“Open the door!”
Old Hawke hits the door where art lives . In a hurry, he doesn’t take the key with him .
There was a exclamation, followed by the sound of footsteps, which made old Hawke instantly deviate from the former in the choice of “slamming the door” and “going downstairs to get the key” .
Just then, the door opened .
It was the young man who appeared in front of him .
Old Hawke pushed the door and looked at the window .
As he expected, the window was opened .
“Damn it! Those damned sewer rats Old Hawke scolded angrily . He didn’t expect it . This is the situation of burglars entering . The moonlight came in from the window and fell to the ground, illuminating the daggers and blood on the floor .
He was stunned and went into the room .
On his rough face, the disordered eyebrows were slightly deformed with his frown . Old Hawke turned his head and looked at the trembling palm of his hand . At the same time, he took a look at the messy quilt and the crow that kept on singing . He also immediately made up for the “what happened” .
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The young man listened to his advice and locked the doors and windows, but because of this, he became nervous . He had a dagger beside him, ready to defend himself . The nervous young man didn’t sleep all night .
No, it should be sleeping .
Hawke looked at the money which was scattered on the bed and reflected the moonlight, but the money bag didn’t appear on his waist or in his bed . . .
all this shows that the thief woke up the young man when he was stealing the money bag . The thief and the young man had a fight, and the money was scattered from the money bag .
After that, the flustered young man stabbed the thief with his own dagger .
Then, the crow was frightened and began to sing, and the thief found that it was not good, and immediately ran away with the money bag .
However, looking at the blood on the ground, he frowned . The blood was a little too much . . .
the smell of blood in the room was also a little heavy .
Old Hawke looked at the young man who didn’t know his name . The other side was still shaking with fear .
Maybe it was in the thigh or the abdomen? Even the neck?
As for the heart, he did not think, a qualified soldier may not be able to make his weapon accurately through the rib protection, stab the heart, unless lucky .
It is even more impossible for a flustered young man who has not experienced combat .
Art stood there in a flustered face, his lips trembling, as if unable to speak .
But, in fact, at this time, because of the violent movements and killing just now, the heart that was agitated vigorously has returned to its original stability .
Apart from being a little uncomfortable because of extreme reality, Yat doesn’t feel anything .
Murder? There are not many virtual games, just not so many, so real blood .
There are almost a thousand NPC thieves who died under him .
With the rest, more than 10000 people died in his hands .
Killing a thief doesn’t make him have too much mood swings .
At this time, the tenants of the other rooms gathered in front of art’s door . Except for some people who were asleep because of drunkenness, others looked at old Hawke’s gloomy face and the open window, and they probably understood what had happened .
“Oh, damn it . . . There are thieves . . . ”
“it’s troublesome . Old Hawke looks ugly . ”
“Hey! Man, what happened? ”
“Yes, what happened?”
The people in front of the gate could see the situation, but the others in the back could not see it . They could not help but start to shout .
“Shut up! You fools When he heard the sound from outside, Hawke’s face sank and his weapon pointed to their nose, which was a roar .
The people at the door, who had been blocked by old Hawke’s roar, were standing in the corridor in addition to a few good things . They watched Hawke walk down the stairs with a gloomy face, looked at art’s room, and then returned to the room to continue their sleep .
The old hawk pub in the middle of the night, with the black crow Gloria no longer noisy, once again fell into a deep sleep .
After a full sleep, Yat got up early, with a smile on his mouth, and took over the sleep that had not completely dissipated with meditation .
. . .
as the sun rises, the fog over the town of cindyla gradually dissipates .
When the sunshine brings a rare warmth to the town, women get up early and do all kinds of preparation, just like those hunters who get up early .
Art, who looks a little “bad,” goes down the stairs and says hello to Hawke, who is also looking bad .
“Hey, Mr . Hawke, i . . .
” well . . . I’ve sent someone to inform the guards in town . ” Hawke shook his head . “But don’t hold on to any hope . The best thing those sewer rats are good at is hiding . After they get it, they will hide far away, and even have run out of cindyla town . You’d better be prepared for it . . .
what does” psychological preparation “mean? Yat also understands, looking at the money bag in the goods column and marking [people] It’s like a corpse .
There is no obvious flaw in the “frustrated Yat” who has been honed for a long time, and Hawke doesn’t see anything wrong .
This kind-hearted tavern owner still had some guilt in his heart, and the old soldier didn’t react until the guard arrived . At the same time, with his “last” property – twelve copper coins, “anxious” and “excited” told the guards and the sheriff what had happened to him . His red face and slightly flustered appearance made the magistrate trust him .
After a burst of comfort, he inspected the bloodstained scene and the sheriff in the backyard of the tavern and ordered the investigation .
The robbers have been in the city for a few days .
They were gnashing their teeth in search of the daring thief who made a big difference before the “hunting season” .
However, they did not know that the thief could no longer appear .
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