The Mage: Grinding Experience from the Knight's Breathing Technique
Chapter 41

Hell! Am I That Strong? (Please Follow-up Reads)

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Hell! Am I That Strong? (Please Follow-up Reads)

The Three Brothers charged at the stranger in unison.

This was the command Levi had drilled into them all along: kill any stranger who did not come in through the front gate.

Phantom Demon Knight's entire body went taut.

"Damn beasts. You actually dare attack a Formal Knight."

"If you were adults, never mind three of you—even one would make me leave without looking back. But right now, you're just a bunch of little things."

Phantom Demon Knight rapidly circulated the Siren Breathing Technique. The Siren Breathing Technique was a crude non-Bloodline Breathing Technique. Its focus lay in speed and agility, but aside from that, it had another function: like an eight-clawed siren, it granted extreme flexibility, allowing one to change body shape by shrinking the bones, while also increasing nimbleness and agility.

By shrinking his bones, Phantom Demon Knight made his body smaller and leaner, which gave him a huge boost in speed and agility.

He was like a nimble groundhog, weaving freely through the Three Brothers' attacks, dancing elegant waltz steps.

Though the Three Brothers' attacks were swift, they basically could not touch Phantom Demon Knight.

"I told you, you're no match for me. If I weren't in a hurry, I'd use my [Ringtail Sea Snake Dagger] to bleed you three beasts to death."

Phantom Demon Knight quickly vaulted over the Bear Pen and vanished into the night.

The Three Brothers roared in the direction Phantom Demon Knight had disappeared, but their bodies were too clumsy, and they could not climb out.

Even so, the commotion over here still alerted the patrolling soldiers. When they rushed over and saw the anxious Three Brothers, they had no idea what had happened.

They only thought the Three Brothers were hungry, so these soldiers hurriedly went to find food and prepared it for the Three Brothers, while also strengthening patrols and vigilance.

Meanwhile, after Phantom Demon Knight shook off the three Giant Bears' entanglement, he elegantly straightened his clothes, then put on a Black Crow Mask that looked like a crow's beak.

This was the "Deathbird Mask," the standard mask of the organization "Voice of the Deathbird." For one thing, it prevented people from seeing the wearer's face clearly. For another, this mask also had anti-poison and dustproof effects, so that when an assassin used quicklime or other poisonous gas attacks on a target, they would not accidentally hurt themselves.

What was professionalism? This was professionalism! Voice of the Deathbird, an absolutely professional assassination team! Phantom Demon Knight did not work in this line just for money. After more than ten years in this trade, he had already earned over a thousand Gold Coins through assassination missions. That was more wealth than many minor nobles had, enough for him to enjoy his twilight years and spend the rest of his life in comfort.

But he did not do that. He liked this life of dancing on a knife's edge, and he had squandered all the money he earned.

Killing—what a wonderful thing. Every perfect assassination was the creation of a beautiful deathbird movement.

Phantom Demon Knight could not help lightly humming a warm nursery rhyme from his hometown in his heart.

"Little white rabbit, lovely little white rabbit; I'm going to pluck out your fur."

"Little white rabbit, obedient little white rabbit; I'll pluck off your head first."

"Little white rabbit, kind little white rabbit; then I'll pluck off your tail."

Using his practiced lockpicking skills, Phantom Demon Knight gently opened Levi's door, making almost no sound throughout the process.

A qualified assassin had to learn how to sneak.

Light as a musical note, he arrived at Levi's bedside.

On the bed, Baron Levi was sleeping on his side under the covers. His breathing was steady, his face relaxed, and he gave off a faint snore. It seemed he should be sleeping very soundly...

Phantom Demon Knight drew his dagger and gently smeared poison over the blade.

To die in sleep is the mercy the Shadow Lord grants you. Farewell, Baron Levi, Phantom Demon Knight said inwardly.

The sharp dagger stabbed toward where Levi's heart was.

This sharp dagger would shred Levi's heart. To be safe, even if the blow did not kill him, the super deadly poison from the [Ringtail Sea Snake] would rapidly spread through Levi's entire body along his blood and poison him to death.

However, in the next moment, a pitch-black palm grabbed Phantom Demon Knight's right arm directly and snatched away Phantom Demon Knight's dagger.

All of this happened too fast. It seemed Levi had not been asleep at all, but had been prepared long ago.

Phantom Demon Knight only felt himself caught by a tremendous force. The Siren Breathing Technique he cultivated was crude grade. Although it was far stronger than an ordinary person's, compared with Levi's excellent-grade Black Snake Breathing Technique, it was still utterly crushed.

His palm grabbed Phantom Demon Knight by the collar, and with a Carp Leap, his whole body sprang up. His body, more than one meter eighty tall, stood on the bed and lifted Phantom Demon Knight up. He was even wearing two layers of Chainmail vests, and his chest was covered by a Heart Guard Plate engraved with a black snake pattern. Levi had always slept like this. Only this way did he dare fall asleep, so even if Phantom Demon Knight had stabbed him in the heart, it would have been useless.

"You want to hurt me?!"

Levi had indeed been asleep earlier, but after being awakened by the Three Brothers' roars, he had not fallen asleep again. He had merely been pretending.

According to the training requirements he had given the Three Brothers, if they discovered someone climbing over the wall to enter, they were to roar and sound the alarm. So Levi guessed that someone had infiltrated his castle, and someone able to climb over the wall and enter the castle was most likely an expert, and very possibly coming for him.

He simply pretended to sleep to see what the intruder wanted to do.

Sure enough, an unfamiliar man in black had come to his room and actually wanted to assassinate him! He looked as if he were sleeping, but in reality, he had long since been prepared to meet the enemy.

With his right hand pinned by Levi, Phantom Demon Knight formed his left hand into a claw and grabbed toward Levi's face. Levi cultivated the Frost Wolf Breathing Technique, and his dodging was extremely quick, letting him avoid Phantom Demon Knight's attack.

Then he grabbed Phantom Demon Knight's arm and twisted hard. With a crack, Phantom Demon Knight's arm snapped on the spot. He was in incomparable agony, but it was not over yet. Levi grabbed his other arm and directly twisted it broken too.

Then Levi jumped down from the bed and slammed Phantom Demon Knight straight down onto the hard floor from above. The floor cracked, and inside Phantom Demon Knight's Formal Knight-level body, all his ribs broke. With a pfft, he spat blood.

His mind was a complete mess. Baron Levi's speed and strength were absolutely those of a Formal Knight! And from the looks of it, he should have stepped into Formal Knight level long ago!

Wasn't Levi only fifteen years old?

That burly figure, that body full of devil-like muscles, that explosive strength, and those black palms like devil claws.

Hell! This was fifteen?

He had prepared many backup plans, but at this moment, caught completely off guard, he had directly been beaten half-paralyzed by Levi and could no longer move.

Levi was worried that this person who had inexplicably appeared in his bedroom and tried to assassinate him might still have some method to harm him, so he planned to knock this person unconscious first, then after fully controlling him, ask who had sent him to assassinate him.

Then, by instinct, he smashed a full-force punch into Phantom Demon Knight's head.

In the next moment, there was a "crack."

His skull split.

Levi froze in place and inwardly thought, Oh no. I just advanced to Formal Knight and didn't control my strength properly.

The assassin had just died like that? Hell, was I this strong?

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