Chapter 631: The Elf Assassin Led Astray by Boss Fang

The knight commander beside him spoke up as well, "Any form of assassination or stealth is really nothing more than a joke."

Lanser stepped out from the crowd and bowed to Elder Sivi. "I believe you could let us try."

"You...?" Elder Sivi clearly recognized Lanser.

"Elder, we want to try," Sera stepped forward too. "Anyway, didn't he say anyone is welcome?"

"Little Sera..." Elder Sivi patted her head. She had watched this little elf grow up, only...

She shook her head. "This is no child's play. Even the Elder Guard failed just now..."

"Oh... just let me try!" Sera resorted to her ultimate technique—acting spoiled.

"Uh..."

Luther felt rather displeased. It was supposed to end right away, and he had not expected anyone to come out and meddle blindly.

He remarked casually, "Little girl, do you even know how to do any of this?"

"Just passably," Sera replied. "Before I came here, I met a master named Altaïr and another named Ezio. They taught me some basic skills."

Saint Dulan, who was watching the magical projection, froze slightly. "Are there assassins like that?"

Elder Sivi also frowned slightly. How could she have associated with these human assassins during a single trip out?! Those guys did not have a good reputation among humans.

At this moment, far away in the Elven Court, amidst the exquisite and magnificent architectural complex that seemed left over from ancient times, there was a pool as smooth as a peaceful lake surface, which now revealed the scene in White Creek City.

"Altaïr? Ezio? When did humans ever have such assassin masters? Could they be impostors?"

Luther could not help but laugh loudly. "Well, with all due respect, I have never heard of these two names. Let us hope these two nobodies can bless you to last a minute, my lovely girl."

Soon, Sera entered the secret realm of cultivation.

Elder Sivi dazed for a moment and looked at the young elven captain next to her. "Why are you all standing here?"

"...If we all go in, it won't be an assassination anymore..." Several elves looked entirely speechless.

"Huh...?"

Luther froze too. He looked at the magical projection, and then looked behind him. "Just her alone?"

"Yes," the elves replied with absolute composure.

"This little girl isn't here to make a fool of herself, is she?" Behind Luther, the knight commander also grinned.

Suddenly, a great commotion broke out across the entire square of White Creek City.

All the onlookers and gossiping elves actually witnessed, within the magical projection, inside that dense forest, an elven girl holding a sword, actually walking straight forward from the front.

"!!??"

"What is going on?!"

"She doesn't know how to conceal herself at all!"

"Go up into the trees!" It should be known that elves often stood high up on large trees to face their enemies with bows and arrows.

Before her eyes, a formidable convoy of about twenty knights clad in armor covered in secret runes, followed by several red-robed priests, was slowly moving along the forest path toward Sera.

Elder Sivi's face darkened at this sight, and she nearly fainted away.

Are you here to cause trouble for me?!

She glared at the elves beside her. "What is going on?!"

"This way, she can avoid the enemy's magical detection," a young elf opened his mouth and said.

"..." Elder Sivi's face nearly turned green with rage. Is that how you avoid detection?!

Luther merely watched the magical projection with a smile, as if waiting to see what kind of joke this arrogant elven girl would make.

He could be certain that Her Majesty the Queen in the Elven Court would definitely be watching this battle.

He wondered how splendid her expression would become.

"Lord Luther, your tea." A knight brought over a teacup to soothe Luther's throat after speaking for so long.

"In the end, it is just continuing to disgrace themselves," Luther laughed in spite of himself. He lifted the lid of the teacup while looking at the screen.

In the magical projection, the entire knight squad had obviously discovered the girl coming toward them.

The leading knight had already let out a roar, a terrifying wind of blades erupting from the greatsword in his hand: "Roaring Wind Slash!"

The longsword in Sera's hand twirled a sword flower. Normally, one could not utilize the "Qi" inside the body in Assassin's Creed, but things were different now.

When increasingly superb techniques were coupled with power, what kind of changes would occur?

Sera recalled the things she had practiced in that virtual training while circulating the "Qi" within her body.

"Haste! Power of Wind!"

She suddenly took a step forward like an arrow, closing the distance between her and the knight almost instantly. The thin sword in her hand gave a gentle push against the hilt of the opponent's sword.

Boom!

The greatsword actually veered violently, smashing fiercely into the ground beside Sera. The powerful inertia left the knight with absolutely no strength to pull back, and he could only watch helplessly as a sword pierced his chest!

Counter-kill!

Before the others could make a move, the blade, carrying a spray of blood droplets, sliced across the neck of another knight nearby in the blink of an eye.

With a turn of her footsteps, the sword light flashed, piercing into the chest of a knight on the left.

Recalling when that shop owner performed an assassination, it was truly cool as hell, so she intended to copy it now.

Kill streak initiated!

Sera spoke while she slaughtered, "Don't go for stealth kills, go Dynasty Warriors!"

Holding the sword, she was like a piece of precision machinery.

Four or five people were already dead. Luther had only taken half a sip of tea and froze on the spot, holding his teacup.

Clang!

A crisp sound echoed.

"Ah, the kill streak broke, sorry about that." The sword in her hand stabbed into the chest of that knight once more.

Elder Sivi's eyes nearly popped out of her head: You killed four or five consecutively with one strike each, and now that you defended slightly, you find it necessary to say sorry?!

"How can there be so much time in life for you to sneak around? Assassination is just slaughtering everyone. What use is stealth? You'll still get discovered!"

By the time she said this, eight or nine people had already been laid low.

"If you kill everyone who sees you, isn't that a perfect assassination?" After these words were spoken, not a single person remained standing in the entire arena.

"What did I just see—?!" The elven onlookers in the square were already dumbfounded.

In the grand hall of Saint Heinz, Dulan and Heinz exchanged a glance... completely dazed.

What is going on?! Ah—!

In the Elven Court, on that lake surface as flat as a clear mirror, that gaze, cold and proud like a deity, pierced through the water and witnessed this scene: "..."

Stunned.

Is this still my little elf?!

Luther and the Knight Commander beside him exchanged a fleeting glance.

Not even half a minute had passed before Sera emerged from the secret cultivation realm: "Lord Luther, if we truly follow what is taught in the secret realm... we won't even be able to fend off a single assassin."

"Pfft—!"

A mouthful of tea sprayed right across the face of the adjacent Knight Commander.

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