A person in black, wearing all black(2in1)
After killing the second intruder, he received 1,500 experience points, 7,500 soul points, and 2/10 souls were collected.
Yeman glances at the enemies around him. He could not see their faces, but he knew their exact location, and he knew how many of them were left.
The enemies stood freezing on their feet. Never in their wildest dream that they expected this to happen.
They had already lost two of their comrades in just—a small amount of time.
And both of their heads were severed from their bodies! They could even hear the gulping sounds of their comrades beside them.
"L-Leader, h-he is a magician—the information is...wrong—very very wrong.?"
One of his comrades whispered. But the leader could not determine if he was telling or asking him, because of his voice that was mix with fear.
Upon hearing it, the leader knitted his brows. He could also feel the fluctuations of magic energy circulating in that person's body. He was wondering if the client had betrayed them or was lying...or was it a setup?
In any case, they also did research about that person, and they found out that he was indeed magic-less.
No matter what, they needed to kill this person. He already killed two of his men. Only his death could quench the anger he felt at the moment.
Besides, even though he could use any magical energy, the energy he felt at him was not so high compared to them. So it was still easy for them to kill him.
Based on how low the magic energy that he felt in that person, the leader believed that that person at most 'Apprentice' rank only.
"Don't get it wrong, even if he's a magician--or not, his magical energy is lower than any of us. At most, he—at apprentice rank only. And besides, we have the advantage in number," the leader replied.
The person beside him glanced at him with a relieved face, but he noticed another thing. "Y-You're right. B-But leader, do you think...he could see us?" he said as his face showed a cynical expression while glancing on that person ahead of them.
The leader narrowed his eyes. "H-How is that possible?" He subconsciously muttered upon hearing his comrade's words.
He glanced at the target and also noticed that person glancing at the exact location to where his men's position.
He stared at him with a grimace-looking face. 'N-no way...' he uttered.
Seconds later,
"Ahem! Do you guys have no plan to attack? Or--are you initiating a staring contest against me? Hehe."
That person who supposed to be unaware of them asked with a chuckle while raising his hand to urge them to attack.
It surprised them all. All of them tightly shutting up their mouth while waiting for their leader's command.
They were gripping their trusted weapons while their hands and feet slightly trembling. And their chests were heaving high and low as their breathing becomes deeper. The loud thumping sounds of their hearts were getting noisier as per second of the clock ticking in their minds. This was the first time that they felt fear in a mission. Not even those Silver-Graded magicians were able to inflect fear at them.
The humid air of the deepening night seemed like it's added more pressure at them. Although the surrounding was chilly yet beads of sweat molded at any parts of their bodies as they alerting themselves for the possible attack coming from that cold-blooded enemy, that would behead them without a second thought as perchance presented.
Even the leader felt something unexplainable about that person. He could not understand why he could determine them.
Even though, they were wearing this Cloak that was a little cheaper than the invisibility potion. Though, it less effective than invisibility potion, it has an unlimited effect than that.
And invisibility was not easy to perceive by weak magicians, however, this person still noticed them?
'How could it be? This is impossible. Only higher ranking Magician was supposed to determine an invisible person!' He grumbled inside him.
No matter how he denied it, yet that person knows about them. He knew even their exact locations.
Regardless, they don't even know how he was able to escape from Meatball's technique. That attack was a sure hit. And yet, Meatball was beheaded in a second they blinked their eyes.
The leader strongly bit his lip which causes it to bleed. Then he gritted his teeth and second later...
"ATTAAAAAACCKKK!!!"
He shouted at the top of his lung to stimulate his men to attack the target. But his men had blank faces and their eyes darted back and forth to their leader and to their target.
The leader's brows were twitching and a pulse surfacing on his forehead. He could not believe that his men which supposed to be professionals in this line of job showed weaknesses in front of a single enemy which not as strong as the other target they had been killed before. "Don't get afraid! He's one man only! And he has weaker magic energy than any of you! ATTAAAAAAACK!" He shouted again.
"FINISH HIM! KILL HIM! BEHEAD HIM!" He shouted like a madman and screamed until veins surfacing on the white of his eyes. Even his salivas were splattering around.
No need to hide their whereabouts since the enemy already knows about it.
After shouting, the other also realized what their leader meant by his words. He was right, their enemy was only one man, and even though it was shocking to learn that he was a magician and not a magic-less worm person. However, his magic energy was lower than any of them!
'Ridiculous! How could this person caused fear at them?!' Each and every one of them howled within.
They were professional killers. And they were the hunters, not the one to be hunted! This was ridiculous! They were the famed assassination group that was feard in the empire. And yet, this young man impossibly causing fear at them?!!!!!
"""""KILLLLLLLL!!!"""""
THEY SHOUTED! And their courage to kill the target rose up once again.
They rushed forward while casting different kinds of magic skills and techniques.
They wanted to kill this person and avenge their two comrades that were decapitated by him. Like what he did, they would be going to take his head and feed his trash body to their pets.
Yeman noticed them charging towards him. Each and every one of them was on par...or if not...a little stronger than that girl, Mina.
For some reason, their figures were like a wave of hungry zombies that were hungrily trying to take a bite on him.
He also noticed some stronger people--stronger than any of this charging group; two of them at the back. He guessed that those people were the leaders of these groups. But those two were just staying and standing still. He thought it was unfair for his men.
"Even here, huh. Superiors don't like to do the dirty jobs," he muttered.
...
The charging group, without wasting time, they fired magical attacks towards him. And some of them brandishes their weapons that were glowing in different colors.
But...
Teng! Peng! Peng!
Before their attacks could hit their target...it was met by an invisible shield.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Balls that made of fire, winds in the form of blades, and spear of ice and etc...
Each and every magical attack did not happen to touch even a single hair of their target.
Even their weapons had suffered a knockback after hitting an invisible wall. Their hands that were gripping on it trembled, which followed by numbness.
They were dumbfounded while mouth gaped open.
Their only enemy suffered no injury from their waves of attacks. Even a slight scratch was a non-apparent.
He was standing in front of them with a smirk on his youthful face.
"....."
Everyone fell silent. And a wooshing sound of chilly wind passed by.
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"...h-how--come?" One of them mumbled in disbelief after several seconds of silence.
A second later,
HEHEHEHEHEHEHE!!!
KEKEKEKEKEKEKEK!!!
HEHKEKEKEKEKEKE!!!
Everyone was hearing hideous laughter around them.
One after another, figures popping out from thin airs.
The attacker's group subconsciously steps back away from Yeman.
Until...
They found themselves surrounded by an unknown group of people. Each of them holding different kinds of weapons and wearing different kinds of clothing.
The assassination group complexions turned pale when they noticed the people surrounding them were having human faces, but most of them were having bodies of a beast or monsters.
Their waves of laughter were so dreadful that it sends a chill down their spines. They could also feel the oozing killing intent from them.
The assassination group, trembled in fear as they glanced at them with grim faces.
About hundreds of people with bestial bodies materialize around them. The assassination group numbers were only about 1/3 of them. Now the situation had become more out of hand.
They slowly assembling in the middle while readying themselves. Like a group of wetting chicks. Facing back to back to each other and gripping their weapons while pointing in front.
But the hands that were gripping were trembling in fears and causes the swords and any weapon in their hands to shake.
They noticed that one of the new arrivals ambled his feet towards the young man that their target this evening. His body was covered by the robe and a hood.
He was stepping casually but no one dared to attack him.
The assassination group found themselves back at square one. Their rising courage a while ago was like a fire of dying candle, deliberately losing its glow. And been spoiled with the appearances of these people.
The person wearing a robe and a hood continued walking towards that person.
At his hand was a piece of 3 meters long stick. At the tip of the stick, there was a piece of crystal that glinted when hit by the illumination of the moonlight.
After it arrived beside him, it downed to his knee and said...
"My lord, good to see you well."
Based on the man's voice. He was at most 70-80 years of age. His face could not be seen because of the hood he was wearing.
The others also followed him and went down to their knees while simultaneously phrasing their respectful praises to that young man.
"OUR LORD, GOOD TO SEE YOU WELL!!!"
They were stunned after hearing and seeing it.
'Who really is that person? Why did that old man called him lord? Why are all these people calling him with the utmost respect? Isn't he an ordinary citizen? A supposed to be a non-essential victim of this evening?'
They could not believe what they heard.
"Mhm."
The young man nodded only; like he already expected it to happen.
The assassination group thought... 'Maybe this person was really a noble. Look he even has many guards with him.'
In any case, before they wandered their thinking to unnecessary things...they have a bigger problem presented at them. They were surrounded by these people who suddenly appeared from out of thin airs.
No one knew where they hid. Or how none of them had noticed these people a while ago.
The leader and his second-in-command balled their eyes. They did not expect this!
Where those people came from?
There were more than 100 of them encircling his men. Even their magical energy that circulating within their bodies was not lower than any of his men.
And each of them was oozing with a murderous aura.
However, their magic energy were all slightly lower than the two of them. But because of their number, the leader and his second-in-command did not dare to join.
"L-Leader, this is getting more dangerous. S-Should we escape?" The second-in-command questioned their leader.
In the face of danger, their own life was more important than the rest.
"....."
The leader could not answer. After all, all of his men were there. They already bonded longer. So it was not good to just let them die.
"My Lord, your verdict for these people?" The Elder Priest asked his lord.
The attacker's group listen attentively after hearing the old man's question... They were wishing that this person had slight mercy towards them.
"Kill them all, don't let even one to live," Yeman's cold voice resonated to the ears of the assassination group.
Hiieeeeeeee!!! Some of them cried out.
They knew there's no way to escape in this regard. They could only fight back if they wanted to live. However, the chances were very slim.
"Leader, ruuuuuuuuun!!!" One of them shouted to their leader to urge him to escape.
"L-Leader, l-lets go..." the second-in-command anxiously persuading the leader to escape.
Upon realizing that it's already out of hand. And his men could not be saved. He agreed and started retreated. They supposed to be having advantage in number, but now, the situation turn around away from their favor. Because of those people that were suddenly showed up.
"My Lord, those two--how about?" The Elder Priest pointed out the two retreating figures.
"Don't mind them someone will taking care of them, " Yeman replied.
"My Lord, we'll guarantee to kill all... them!"
After hearing Yeman's order.
Kekekekeke!
Hekekekeke!
The murderous and killing intent reached the sky.
Nooooooo! Nooooooo!
Please noooooooooo!!!
The bloody slaughtering had begun. Later on, cries and howls of people could be overheard around the area.
The assassination group could not even last for half an hour. They were not able to do anything. Since before they finished casting their magics, someone pulling them into the ground.
While invisible shields block their attacks.
The battle became a one-sided massacre.
And the lone witness of these massacres was the shining moon above. Aside from that, no one else.
...
Two figures grow further and further from the area where the battle happened.
"Quick!" The leader said while he rapidly kicking his feet on the grassy ground.
"There!" Pointed the person beside him while gasping for breath.
Ahead of them, a carriage could be seen on the road.
Upon arriving, the coachman widened his eyes.
"Leader, welcome back," he greeted the two-person.
He knitted his brows after noticing them out of breath. And also, only two of them were here.
"Uhm, sir... where are the others?" He asked.
"Q-Quickly! Drive!" Instead of answering him about the others, he anxiously commanded him.
"B-But..."
"No buts! Just drive! Fast!"
The second-in-command yelled.
The coachman nodded. Even though he could not understand what happened, but he followed them anyway. He noticed these two looks like afraid of something. And what about the others? Would they just leave them? He could not understand.
In any case, he whipped the horse to make it run.
The two let out a sigh of reliefs when they noticed the carriage had started to run.
About 30 seconds later, the two almost hit each other when the carriage made a sudden stop.
The leader angrily yelled to the coachman. He asked if why he stopped.
The coachman replied that there was a person ahead of them.
"A-A person?"
They peeked outside. They saw a young woman about 17-18 years old. With long black hair, and wearing a black gothic dress.
She was beautiful.
The leader and his comrade beside him gulped and cleared their throat. The girl was so beautiful and yet they felt something dangerous about her.
Her magical energy was way beyond them!