Scum!

"Bastards! Are the sentry soldiers all dead?"

Dalami roared at the soldiers around him, but at this moment, the soldiers on this side were all like birds startled by a bow.

The sudden explosion just now had instantly killed and injured over thirty of them, with more than a dozen others groaning miserably on the ground.

Dalami stared intently at the ruins where the grenades had been thrown, his eyes becoming unusually fierce. He pointed towards the area and roared:

"Give me covering fire."

A few seconds later, sporadic gunfire erupted, and the booming explosions quickly leveled the ruins.

At this moment, a soldier ran over from the location where the shots had come from. He quickly said:

"Sir, we only saw one person there. Should we pursue?"

Dalami's eye twitched. He turned to look at the soldier. His eyes beneath the protective mask were bloodshot. "Pursue? You go then?"

Dalami's voice was unfriendly as he pointed towards the cluster of buildings engulfed in flames ahead.

The soldier was instantly speechless.

Merlin, unaware of the situation behind him, had already reached the roof of another building.

He calmly looked at the vigilant crowd about three hundred meters away.

"Not dead?" Merlin didn't feel any pity. Whether they lived or died was irrelevant to him.

However, Merlin did not approach them again at this moment.

Time ticked by.

The sky completely darkened. The moonlight tonight was hazy, with clouds obscuring the moonlight.

But for Merlin, it was even clearer than during the day.

The soldiers here had not retreated and were still advancing into the city, using fire as cover.

Seeing this, Merlin thought for a moment and then rushed towards the other three burning areas on the outskirts. It didn't take long to find three other groups of foreign soldiers.

The same treatment with grenades.

And they did not pursue either.

Afterward, he went to find Yol and the others.

He took six grenades from Yol and asked them to wait for him at the fountain in the city center.

And at this very moment, Merlin returned to Dalami's side, looking at them preparing to rest around a two-story civilian house that had not been burned, stationed about three hundred meters away.

"It seems they plan to camp here tonight. Is the so-called Master Dalami inside the civilian house?"

Merlin took out his pocket watch and checked the time. It was eight o'clock in the evening.

"One more round."

He sniffed the air, searching for suitable spots to throw the grenades around the open space, and observing where sentries were located.

Soon, a four-story building about eighty meters to the left of the civilian house was chosen by Merlin because it directly faced the two-story civilian house.

Merlin left the rooftop and ran towards the area. His steps were light, and he quickly arrived at the ruins beside the building.

Distinguishing the different scents in the air, Merlin quickly determined that ten people were in this building.

A thoughtful expression appeared in his eyes.

Should I go in?

I've already come this far.

His gaze became firm. In the dim environment, he moved stealthily, quickly reaching the back of the building. He pressed himself against a first-floor window, able to hear faint conversations from inside.

Merlin looked up at the exterior wall, a cold smile appearing on his lips. This was because there was a protruding window sill structure every three meters or so on the wall.

Without hesitation, Merlin jumped up and clung to the window sill. He climbed upwards with great agility, moving along the window sills. He quickly reached under the eaves of the roof.

He grabbed the outer edge of the eaves and performed a pull-up, gracefully flipping over.

Merlin stood on the gable roof and moved his body. Soon, his eyes focused on the civilian house not far away.

He counted the eighteen remaining grenades on his person and then looked at the soldiers gathered in six or seven piles outside the civilian house.

Calmly, he took out six grenades from his bag and arranged them neatly in front of him.

Taking a deep breath, he held a grenade in each hand, bit down on the pull rings, and pulled them out.

His gaze instantly sharpened. He threw two grenades, followed quickly by the remaining four, one after another.

BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM!!!

The deafening sound of grenades exploding suddenly broke the silence of the night.

Merlin quickly jumped down from the rooftop, landing with a thump! on the ground. He rolled once to dissipate the force and then immediately rushed towards another pile of ruins.

Since it was night, the sentries in the buildings noticed the commotion, and Merlin had already disappeared from this area.

A moment later, These soldiers withdrew from the civilian houses and came to another wide ruin where there were no buildings to provide cover.

Dalami trembled with rage at this moment:

"There's no mistake, it must be that bastard again. Does he think I'm made of mud and easy to bully?"

Merlin was currently lying on a ruin two hundred meters away, gazing at the troop, which now numbered only two hundred.

Thinking that he only had twelve grenades left, he slowly moved his body and crawled towards them.

Even though they were very vigilant at this moment, lighting bonfires around the temporary camp for illumination, Merlin was still approaching them at a slow speed.

Before long, he reached within a hundred meters of their outer perimeter.

He placed four grenades on the ground, pulled the pins on two of them, and Merlin suddenly threw them towards the most densely packed area of the crowd.

Then he threw two more.

BOOM! BOOM BOOM!!!

Suddenly, several explosions occurred in the camp again, and the screams of those caught in the explosions echoed once more.

At the same time, a strong sense of panic emerged among this group of people.

After throwing two rounds of grenades, Merlin quickly moved his position, appearing elsewhere soon after. However, at this moment, Merlin noticed that they had already begun to withdraw and were heading in the direction outside the city.

Seeing this, Merlin's heart instantly had a guess:

"Has their morale collapsed?"

Seeing this, Merlin quickly got up and pursued them from another route.

Since he had a rough idea of their marching route, Merlin ran at full speed, quickly taking a detour to get ahead of them.

Near the port, he lay down on the roof of a four-story building.

As expected, before long, the fleeing soldiers arrived quickly.

As Merlin's gaze swept over them, he found the guy with a sword at his waist within the crowd in just a few seconds.

He placed the remaining eight grenades in front of him, holding two in his hands. After they got within a hundred meters, Merlin bit down on the pull rings with his teeth, yanked them off, and threw the grenades.

He then quickly threw the next four together, BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM!!

Explosions erupted from the crowd, along with the detonation of grenades.

Holding the last two in his hands, Merlin turned his head to look down at the disorganized troops below, their formation broken by the explosions.

Then, he threw another grenade towards the soldier with the sword who had fallen to the ground.

BOOM!!

A fireball engulfed him, and he was blown away.

Merlin watched without blinking as he lost his right leg, then quietly withdrew.

The troops below, their morale completely shattered by this explosion, scattered in panic and fled towards the port.

At this very moment, Dalami lay on the ground, blood flowing from his nose and mouth, his chest rising and falling weakly.

After a while, watching the panicked troops fleeing here rush out of the distant isolation fence, Merlin quietly appeared on the street littered with corpses.

He finished off the soldiers who were still alive here, and finally came up behind the soldier with the sword whose leg was broken and had crawled more than ten meters forward.

He kicked him to the ground, then placed his right foot on his chest, bent down, and tore off his mask. Beneath the mask was a young man with blond hair and a hooked nose.

His bloodshot eyes were filled with fear, and he trembled as he spoke:

"Spare me..."

BANG! He punched him in the mouth, and with a crunch, his teeth were smashed into his mouth.

Watching him whimper and groan, Merlin said calmly:

"You won't live."

At this moment, Dalami's eyes became filled with extreme fear. Then, Merlin said indifferently:

"You have two choices. One, I won't kill you, but I will sever your limbs and infect you with a potent plumbism. Two, tell me who your leader is, and I'll give you a quick end... Choose!"

At this moment, having learned of the fate that awaited him, the fear in Dalami's eyes was so intense it was almost overflowing. He trembled and said:

"It's Laked..."

The legion commander of the Volgala Kingdom, the King's brother, Duke Laked.

A moment later...

Swoosh!

A dagger slit his throat.

A spurt of blood flew out.

A faint wheezing sound emerged.

Merlin's gaze was calm, then he glanced at the ancient rapier at his waist.

He reached out and took the rapier that had been worn at his waist, and also found thirty grenades from the surrounding corpses.

Afterward, Merlin quickly departed from here.

Not long after, another unit rushed over from the fence. The leader at the front saw Dalami with its neck slit open.

His eye twitched, and he roared in anger, "Scum! A bunch of scum! And Dalami, you useless piece of trash."