Who Said You Can’t Kill Bare-Handed? Caesar’s Head Pat!

"Damn it~!!" Because of Night's sudden appearance, a perfect assassination had been ruined.

Now, the remaining less than four strong men looked at the young man with a mix of fear and anger.

That inhuman combat ability displayed by Night made them hesitate to attack, fearing that they would be the next to die like their companions.

But they had no way out.

Attempting to assassinate a noble in the Roman capital, they couldn't even escape the city gates with their remaining strength before being caught.

Caesar spoke up at this moment: "Brave warrior, we need your help… Please leave one alive, we need to question the mastermind.

The Julius family will be eternally grateful."

A boy of just over ten years old, facing such a situation without panic, picked up a sword to protect his mother, and was now speaking so methodically—it was impressive.

Night couldn't help but look at the little brat in front of him a few more times… Was this the future Caesar?

"Alright…!" he nodded, responding concisely and without any flattery, even though he knew the boy would become Caesar.

He had no intention of currying favor.

The existence of the [Star Core] gave him the confidence that he would eventually reach the pinnacle of this world.

While it was beneficial to ally with the Caesar family during his early development, it was purely a mutually beneficial collaboration.

There was no one in this world or in any world who could make him a licking dog.

Night's unflinchingly cold response left young Caesar speechless.

Aurelia, watching this, felt a sense of admiration for Night.

Unlike ordinary people who might be intimidated by Night's appearance, she knew quite a bit about the young nobles in the Roman capital and therefore knew that none could match his excellence.

If there were such an outstanding young noble, she would know about it, unless he was a minor noble from elsewhere or a commoner.

A minor noble (or commoner) from elsewhere, still being so composed after hearing the name "Julius" family, must either be an ignorant fool or someone with enough confidence, ambition, and talent.

Knowing his own exceptional qualities, never doubting that one day he would reach the top of Rome, such a person wouldn't fawn over old nobles.

Marius, who was of plebeian origin, was just like that.

The Julius family didn't dislike talented and proud people; instead, they always approached them with a friendly attitude, even considering marriage alliances to bind such talented young people to their family.

Just based on Night's series of seamless combat actions and his displayed prowess, this man had enough qualifications to be proud.

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Meanwhile, on the other side.

The remaining men, also hearing the conversation between Caesar and Night, knew they had no other choice but to gamble.

A desperate gamble for survival—they would fight!

Not to kill Night, as he wasn't their target, but the Roman nobles.

Coming with a death wish, they wanted to drag a noble down to hell with them.

One strong man shouted: "Ignore that monstrous man, take advantage of his unarmed state to kill those two nobles!!"

The other strong men, driven by determination, charged simultaneously towards Aurelia and young Caesar.

Night: ???

Who said being unarmed means you can't kill?

He disagreed with the strong man's words.

When a strong man slashed towards Caesar, aiming for his first target, Caesar's reaction was notably better, countering with a sword.

Clang~!!!

Though his arm strength couldn't compare to an adult strong man, the pale-faced Caesar gritted his teeth and barely parried the attack.

But the next strong man, seeing an opportunity, showed killing intent and moved in for a finishing blow.

Facing the second incoming sword strike, with no means to block, Caesar's pupils slightly contracted.

However, in that critical moment—a large hand suddenly pressed on the boy's head, pushing him down to dodge the lethal strike.

Thunk~!!!

The immense force made Caesar stagger and fall on his rear.

Hiss~!!!

The pain made him gasp, his ears ringing with his mother's terrified screams.

But the crouch had saved him from the killing blow.

Caesar trembled, fear washing over him, then saw the owner of the large hand moving swiftly, leaping past him and grabbing the necks of two strong men.

With such speed, in just one breath, he saw Night lifting the two men like chicks and smashing them together in the center.

Boom~!!!

The powerful impact, combined with the force of Night's grip, snapped the necks of the two strong men, making a harrowing sound of breaking.

Caesar's body trembled, a wave of fear rushing through his heart as he saw the owner of the large hand already in motion, leaping past him and grabbing the necks of two strong men.

The speed was too fast; in just one breath, he saw Night lifting the two men like chickens and then smashing them together in the center.

Bang~!!!

The powerful impact, combined with the force of Night's grip, instantly snapped the necks of the two strong men, making a harrowing sound of breaking.

The crisp sound of bones breaking was so brutal that it left Caesar, who had witnessed the whole process up close, drenched in cold sweat.

As Caesar finally saw the face of the figure, who hadn't even turned around but merely tilted his head slightly to ask if he was okay, he realized it was Night with his cold, handsome face...

Caesar hurriedly expressed his gratitude, not caring about the head pat from Night earlier.

Instead, he felt immensely grateful for him saving his life.

Finally, Night turned his gaze to the last man.

Thud~!!!

As his gaze fell upon him, the man suddenly dropped to his knees, his longsword slipping from his grasp and clattering to the ground.

He was terrified—!!

Facing a monster that humans couldn't possibly defeat, a man who could kill enemies barehanded as if they were chickens, this man had no will to fight left and gave up.

Rather than continuing to face such a monster, he preferred to surrender.

Thus, with the last assassin giving up, the crisis was completely resolved in an instant.

Seeing that the crisis was over and that her son was safe, Aurelia Cotta breathed a sigh of relief.

She then angrily ordered the accompanying servants to capture the last survivor.

When the servants interrogated the last man about where they came from and who sent them, the sheer terror of Night made the latter man confess everything quickly just by seeing him standing nearby.

At this point, Night also learned their identities.

They were a group of Italian soldiers captured from the Social War battlefield.

They were supposed to be sold into slavery by slave traders to nobles, but due to a mistake by their guard, they managed to obtain weapons and reverse the situation.

After several accidents, they didn't return to Italy but instead infiltrated the Roman capital.

Under someone's guidance, they infiltrated the slave market, intending to assassinate the only male heir of the Julius family who was due to arrive that day.

'Interesting, it seems I have quite a connection with the Julius family!'

This was the second time he had saved members of their family, this time even saving the Julius family's sole heir.

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P.S: Time to speed up the flow..