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"Who are you?"

Having eaten and drunk his fill, Sulu stood up and looked at the guy who had chased him the night before.

"I am Edward Livingstone, the Chief Court Swordsman, Viscount Violet, Lord of the Roland Order, Sword Bearer! Remember this name, and it will defeat you."

Edward pointed the tip of his sword at the door. "Come out, or do you think this place is more suitable for you to perform?"

"Please!"

Sulu strode out and saw a large number of red-robed armored soldiers, and in the center, the Wizard Eric.

"Wizard?"

"Chief Court Mage, you can call me Eric! Young Wizard!" Eric smiled. "Which school of thought do you belong to?"

He wanted to see if Sulu was a student of someone he knew.

"I come from... the Arrogant School!"

A slight smile appeared on Sulu's lips.

After advancing to the fourth tier and gaining the Blink skill, there was basically nothing in this world that could hold him back. Naturally, he wanted to establish his reputation and, incidentally, promote his own faction.

"Arrogant?!"

Eric looked puzzled and slowly shook his head. "Sir Edward, please, no one will bother you."

At his command, the surrounding Soldier immediately cleared a space.

"Can we begin?"

Sulu yawned, and a dark, dull Demon Hunting Dagger appeared in his hand.

"Alright! Be careful, I'll use the sealing sword technique - Iron Curtain at the beginning! Your mid-air maneuvering ability will be useless then."

Edward smiled faintly.

But the next moment, his smile turned into horror.

Because Sulu on the other side flashed and disappeared, appearing behind him in an instant, the dagger gently thrust out and pressed against his neck without a trace of smoke. "You talk too much nonsense."

"Just now..."

"What's going on? Am I seeing things?"

"Amazing speed, no... it's like the effect of spatial magic!"

The scene was deathly silent.

After a long while, the surrounding Soldier rubbed their eyes, thinking they were hallucinating.

Eric felt a chill run down his spine, as if he had seen his nemesis!

For Wizard who are strong in offense but weak in defense, Assassin who are good at close combat are their natural enemies, and someone like Sulu who also has the ability to teleport is simply their nemesis!

"I... have lost!"

Edward watched Sulu leave, his face flushed, and saw his longsword, which he had only half-swung. "Fine... you can brag in the tavern now that you defeated the kingdom's greatest Swordsman when he wasn't looking!"

"I can tell you're not convinced. Do you want to continue?"

Sulu moved a dozen meters away and continued to ask.

"Certainly!"

Edward nodded vigorously. This time, he wasted no more time. His golden and silver battle aura erupted, and the longsword in his hand formed an Iron Curtain around him.

"Sword Skill - Defense - Iron Gate!"

This is an encirclement technique, concealing oneself within a curtain of swords.

Edward stared intently at Sulu opposite him. "Here it comes!"

A sense of danger told him that the other party was about to make a move.

Sure enough, the next moment Sulu disappeared from his spot and teleported behind him.

Those heavy Iron Curtain were utterly ineffective in blocking it.

"Later!"

Edward roared, his fighting spirit surging, seemingly transforming into a golden lion. He gripped his sword with both hands, and with a powerful spin, the tip of the sword became the lion's fangs.

Sizzle!

But this confident and sure-fire strike still hit thin air.

Bang!

Sulu teleported a second time, still standing behind Edward, and thrust out his dagger.

Although Edward was protected by his aura armor, in Sulu's opinion, this defense was not particularly superior.

With a slight exertion, he shattered Edward's defenses, the dagger piercing through the soft armor and pressed against Edward's lower back. "The second time... How about it? Want a third time?"

Sulu smiled, feeling that using teleportation to bully others was a bit like cheating.

Once this skill is mastered, any creature with a fragile body will find it difficult to withstand his attack.

Furthermore, he possesses sufficient power, and the Demon Hunting Dagger is a highly advanced Curio.

The combined effect will bring about a terrifying qualitative change.

At least, when his gaze fell upon Eric, the court's chief Mage had already unconsciously taken two or three steps back, his facial muscles stiffening, and an unsightly smile appearing on his face.

He cursed inwardly, 'Damn it... where did this monster come from?'

He now deeply regrets following the advice of the royal envoy and helping Philetrin III track down the Assassin.

Who would have thought that the investigation would eventually lead to such a terrifying figure?

Edward was already a powerhouse close to the Gold Knight, with nerve reflexes and physical movements nearing the pinnacle of this world at that time, yet he couldn't withstand the opponent's spatial attack, let alone Edward.

If the enemy were to slaughter Wizard, most Wizard would likely face certain death, or they could use the instant-cast spells they gained from transplanted bloodlines to fight back, but even then, their fate wouldn't be good.

"No... no need!"

Edward, dejected, sheathed his sword. "Why... last night..."

In just one night, he seems like a completely different person.

He couldn't help but wonder if the person who entered the palace last night was really the one in front of him.

"It was indeed me, but I am not Assassin!"

Sulu declared arrogantly, "If I want to kill, even Philetrin III cannot escape!"

Although he spoke with great arrogance, Edward didn't sense that the other person was exaggerating.

only...

"Cough cough..."

Eric coughed. "Is it inappropriate to discuss regicide in such a setting, Master Sulu?"

"Oh? You recognize me?"

Sulu glanced at him with slight surprise.

"No, I've only seen the wanted poster from the Northern Territory, and I feel that you resemble the description on it..."

Eric answered hesitantly, feeling somewhat embarrassed.

He and Edward were ordered to capture the Assassin, but now... what do they do? So many guards are watching!

"So it's the Duke of Wolf Castle!"

Sulu shrugged. "I'll visit him in the North when I have some free time."

They already possess world-class strength; they must have lost their minds to play this game of power struggles with these nobles.

What he had to do was flip the table!

Anyone who dares to oppose him, he'll flip the table and behead their leader!

Simple and direct, but very effective!

At least Eric and Edward both had cold sweat on their foreheads.

How many years has it been since a duke has been assassinated in the Dragon Kingdom?

More importantly, this guy seems capable of doing that.

"By the way... are you here to arrest me?"

Sulu glanced at the surrounding guards, his expression mocking.

"No, no... they are just my followers. They came here only for a friendly spar! Yes! A friendly spar and a contest! It was my idea all by myself!"

Edward quickly replied.

"Oh, then I'll go to the palace."

Sulu clearly didn't believe it, and as he gazed in the direction of the palace, his figure vanished instantly.