A Night Perfect for Assassin
編集者: EndlessFantasy Translation
"To kill you!"
Ars.Lan’s eyes flickered, and Fielding saw a flash of chilling light. His heart sank, and his body instinctively dodged backward.
Fielding landed a few meters away, and he felt a sudden pain at his chest. As he lowered his head he saw a bloody wound across his chest, the wound cut a half inch deep into his flesh, and blood was gushing from it. If Fielding had not reacted faster earlier, Ars.Lan would have cut him right across his waist.
"You want to kill me?" Fielding pressed hard on his wound and asked, feeling shocked and outraged.
Ars.Lan had a slender sword in her hand, and blood trickled from the sword’s tip, "Are you very surprised, Fielding? You did not expect me to kill you?"
Fielding snorted.