Chapter 263 The Comer Is Not Kind IV

"Captain Nite, I think you should leave for a while, the next scene may make you feel very uncomfortable!"

After Dean glanced at the other party, his eyes were completely on the assassin.

Compared with Nite, who was completely kept in the dark, this assassin who joined the Red Flame Mercenary Group deserved Dean's attention even more. He stroked the neck back and forth, searching very meticulously, and then, when Dean found a strange bulge.

Scoff!

Just like the sound of paper being torn from a book, a Zen-like human skin mask appeared in Dean's hands.

Without the cover of the human skin mask, the assassin's true colors are revealed.

This is a middle-aged man with an ordinary face and pale skin, obviously the kind that has not seen the sun for a long time.

"You, you... Where's Dilfen?"

Seeing a face different from that of her companions, Nite, who had been in a daze, finally came back to her senses, and she questioned loudly.

The assassin didn't speak, just sneered.

Immediately, Nite, who had just received the message that her companion had not betrayed her, felt overjoyed, and fell into darkness again in an instant.

Because, the other party's attitude clearly stated that Dilfen was dead.

"I kill you!"

Nate roared and threw out her fist.

Snapped!

But he was easily blocked by Dean. Looking at the glaring opponent, Dean pointed to the assassin and said, "This is my prisoner. You have no right to deal with him!"

"But. I lost two companions. The most important companions!"

Nate retorted.

"Dying on a mission, isn't it the best destination for a mercenary?" Dean asked back, "I don't know what mission you took on, but when you received the mission, you are doomed now This is a situation that cannot be blamed on others!"

"Are you making fun of me for being overwhelmed?"

Nate took a heavy breath,

His face was flushed.

certainly. Without any other strange thoughts, just because of anger and anger.

"This is true!"

As Dean said, he kicked the broken flail hammer at his feet towards the opponent, and emphasized again: "I invite you out now!"

"you!"

Nite was furious, but when she saw the hammer head at her feet, especially the five clear fingerprints, her anger was stagnant.

Subconsciously, Nit thought of the previous scene.

Judging from those situations, Nit easily guessed. The opponent already knew that the assassin in front of him was around.

Then, step by step, he led the opponent into the trap.

"Such strength, scheming..."

Inexplicable. Nit didn't think she should offend the other party again.

Being able to become the head of the mercenary group at such an age and as a woman, Nite will definitely not be as reckless as it seems on the surface.

Looking at Dean again, Nit picked up the hammer and left this side hall.

"A good mercenary, isn't he?"

Dean looked at the assassin in front of him and said this.

The assassin remained silent, obviously going to die to the end.

"Such silence is inappropriate... You are not a dead man in the true sense—look, this is the latest evidence!"

Dean tore off the opponent's shirt, and there was a brand on the shoulder: a flame dragon breathing frost!

The flame dragon is lifelike and wriggles with the changes of human muscles, as if it is alive.

"The brand of the King of Conquerors! Every time I see it, it makes me feel a little angry..."

Dean said slowly, put his fingertips on the top of the head of the flaming dragon brand, and then slowly pressed down.

At this moment, the slightly white fingertips became white in an instant, as if they were sharp like a blade, and they fell straight into the brand.

Chi, chi!

Blood began to overflow along the finger hole.

The assassin let out a burst of muffled groans, especially when Dean's fingertips directly touched the opponent's shoulder blades, and he kept tapping the sharpest part of his fingertips, the assassin couldn't bear it anymore, He screamed loudly.

"Look, you are not as strong as you imagined!"

Dean pulled out his fingers, and his tone was still slow, as if everything was under control, putting psychological pressure on the assassin who was already suffering from physical torture.

Torture is a science.

That's what the old thief had told Dean.

Although Dean was not very interested in this subject, he had to let himself get a passing grade for some things.

And such a pass is enough most of the time——

"The frost elves and their descendants who left the King of Conquerors are marked with the frost dragon wrapped in flames, but some descendants of the frost elves are still under the king of the conqueror, and they are marked with the flame dragon that breathes frost ; Even with the disappearance of the frost elves a hundred years after the founding of Emerald, this situation has not changed!"

Dean pulled out a clean white handkerchief, wiped the blood on his fingertips, and told a secret of the Frost Nobles in a retelling tone.

"You, you know?"

Trembling, the assassin spoke, looking at Dean in disbelief.

"Of course, I can be regarded as one of the descendants anyway—even if the family is ruined, some things that must be known are all inherited!"

Dean smiled, as if telling the truth.

Of course Dean knew about these things. In his last life, he had worked hard to deal with that Prince Gao Sai.

After all, the Frost nobles who tend to conquer the king have always been the personal guards and guards of the Gaosai royal family.

"Then what else do you have to ask!"

When he found that his persistence was so useless, the assassin lowered his head powerlessly.

"I just want to prove something and get something!"

Dean said so.

"what do you want?"

The assassin looked at Dean warily again.

"Don't worry. We have a lot of time - I have all kinds of means here. They are enough to make you understand your situation more deeply... when the time comes. You can't wait to tell me everything I want to know I!"

With that said, Dean turned around and looked at Huck beside him.

"Starting tomorrow, let me break the bones of his limbs little by little, one inch a day, until all the bones are broken!"

Dean said coldly.

"Yes, my lord!"

Huck answered yes without hesitation, then. Carrying the other party, he walked towards the cell in the barracks. The assassin didn't yell, but just stared at Dean viciously.

For this, Dean smiled, and even made a noble salute with his right hand on his chest.

When Dean was the only one left in the room, Dean sat in the chair again, and the brazier in front of him was added a few pieces of dry wood to Siren. The flame became more and more vigorous, the temperature of the whole room. Instantly increased a few degrees again.

"If I obtain the Frost Sword Technique, then my identity will no longer be doubted by anyone; however, this is not an easy matter, and it will take a long time to defeat that guy's psychological defense, and It's already mid-to-late February, and I don't have much time left!"

Although the Emerald Frost Nobility, which is different from the Gaosai Frost Nobility, has been reused and most of them have been dilapidated, but the accumulation of countless years still makes them not to be underestimated.

Whether it's suitable talents, or those accumulated body training secrets, secrets, etc.

If possible, Dean will not let it go.

And this all requires a major premise, he proves his 'blood'.

Although he has [Dragon Sword Technique] and has taken a trace of dragon blood, and the name of the territory is also the surname of the frost elf royal family like Zelgon.

However, this is not acceptable to everyone.

At least, Dean needs to show some 'characteristics' of the descendants of the frost elves.

The frost sword technique is undoubtedly the best proof.

Of course, it can't be Dean's kind of ostentation, but a swordsmanship that can really stimulate the power of frost.

"Because of the smooth development of the Red Flame Mercenary Group in Vauban City, they have given up their original mission—it should be a mission to test whether I can master frost swordsmanship... She will tell the mission issuer, and at the same time, she will not forget to send her own The deputy came to tell me that it was obviously for both sides, but it gave the assassin who had been eyeing them just after she accepted the mission an excellent opportunity...Of course, it's also mine!"

Dean tapped lightly on the armrest of the chair back.

In the entire side hall, there was a crisp sound of 'dang, dang'.

It wasn't until the Grand Duke's sword master walked in that the noise stopped——

"Need my help?"

The Grand Duke's swordsman did not speak in the name of Grand Duke Emerald, but in his own name.

"The Deta family, are you willing to participate in the muddy waters of the Frost Nobility?"

Dean looked at each other and chuckled.

Yitris Deta, the full name of the Archduke Swordsman. Among the three southern counties, Nangang County, the southernmost, is the territory of this Swordsman's family, which is controlled by the other party's aunt.

Although it is a lady, or a woman of some age is more accurate.

But if anyone really thinks that the other party is a woman, it is easy to bully, then it is absolutely wrong.

The easiest way is to go to the pier in Nangang County and look at the hanging pirate corpses, and it will be clear at a glance.

If Grand Duke Jade is willing to help him because he has potential and can truly become a pillar of Jade, then the Deta family is willing to help him, it is definitely a conspiracy

The 'nobility' of nobles is definitely based on interests.

Perhaps, the Archduke's swordsman himself has no idea, but once the family is involved, Dean must be careful——

"Or is it because some Frost nobles have become a force that cannot be ignored by the Detta family in Nangang County?"

Dean asked slowly with a deliberate tone.

ps second update~

I have a cold and have a runny nose...

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