Volume 6: The City of Danger Chapter 14: A Person of Unknown Identity

  "Necromancer?" Raymond's heart skipped a beat due to tension, and without thinking, he drew his sword.

  Almost at the same time, a figure rushed up from behind him. With a loud clang, sparks flew everywhere as Raymond and his opponent exchanged blows.

  With the dazzling Mars, Raymond saw his opponent's appearance. Unexpectedly, it was Lona, the girl he had met a few days ago.

  Lona was also startled when she saw Raymond. Just then, a cry of surprise came from one side.

  "No!"

  "Bastard, stop!"

  Raymond and Lona exclaimed almost simultaneously.

  But then he saw Bastard's curved knife, which was pressed against the throat of a white-robed girl. It turned out that while Raymond and Lona were fighting, she had slipped past them from the side and taken the girl hostage.

  When she saw Lona, Bastet exclaimed in surprise: "Meow, how is it you?"

  She then looked at the girl being driven by her own knife and asked Raymon foolishly, "Young master, this doesn't seem to be a Necromancer?"

  A moment.

  "How rude!" The white-robed girl shouted indignantly after being released by Bast: "It's really too rough, actually not even looking before taking action, what if someone gets hurt?"

  He was in the wrong and Raymond could only awkwardly say: "Sorry, I was too hasty earlier. I thought you were the one I've been chasing."

  At this time, he had seen the girl's appearance clearly. She was probably a bit older than Lona, around 17 or 18 years old. The girl had an almost perfect lovely face, bright eyes and white teeth, skin as white as jade, wearing a pure white long gown, although her body was covered, but in her movements, she could still vaguely see the beautiful curves under her cloak, extremely tempting.

  What's even more eye-catching is that she has a slightly curly fiery red long hair, which matches her breathless look at the moment, giving people a full sense of vitality.

  The girl was about to speak when Lona suddenly leaned in close to her ear and whispered a few words.

  The girl looked surprised: "Is he the one you were talking about?"

  Lona nodded.

  The girl looked at Raymond with some suspicion, sizing him up and down. Just as Raymond was being stared at awkwardly, she finally said: "Are you a mercenary?"

  "Mercenary?" Raymond was taken aback.

  "Yes." The girl said strangely: "Lona said that you were protecting a merchant that day, weren't you mercenaries?"

  This girl must be the "miss" mentioned by Lona, but I don't know why she wants to order Lona to attack Reynard's subordinates.

  While Raymond was thinking, the girl impatiently said: "Are you or aren't you?"

  His heart skipped a beat, and Raymond nodded: "Yeah, what's up?"

  The girl happily said: "That's good. Hey, how much does it cost to hire you?"

  "What's going on?" Raymond was increasingly baffled by the girl's behavior.

  She seemed to think he was being too wordy, and the girl stamped her foot, saying: "What's with all the why, I want to hire you, name a price."

  "Hmm..." Raymond pretended to ponder for a moment, then said: "Sorry, it depends on what needs to be done before we can set a price. The more dangerous it is, the more expensive it will be. If it's not that dangerous, it'll be cheaper. That's the rule of the mercenary world."

  The girl apparently had never hired a mercenary before and showed a hesitant expression upon hearing this.

  Lona whispered a few more words in her ear.

  The girl seemed to have finally made up her mind after gritting her teeth: "Lona said your swordsmanship is excellent and you're a reliable person, so I'll trust you this once."

  "I want to hire you to protect me while I go see someone," the girl said to Raymond.

  Intuition told him she wasn't joking, and Raymond's heart skipped a beat: "Who is it?" It couldn't be that he was being asked to take out Leonard, could it?

  The girl stared at him and said word by word: "Kill the king Fagana's murderer!"

  "What?!?" Raymond exclaimed: "Where is it?"

  The girl said: "I've investigated and found out that the person will appear nearby tonight. I need you to protect me when I go see him, I want to ask clearly who instructed him to do it."

  As she spoke, the girl paused for a moment: "If necessary, you and Lona join forces to kill him!"

  "Are you really sure you've found the right person?" Raymond couldn't help but ask.

  "Of course." The girl said hastily: "Are you going to do it or not?"

  Raymond looked at her, then at Lona behind the girl, whose eyes showed a pleading expression.

  Interesting, tonight is full of surprises. That dead spirit master wasn't found, but instead ran into this matter. It seems that finding that dead spirit master is hopeless, should we take a look at the killer who killed Fagana?

  After all, he was the murderer of a country's ruler, and this enigma was still very attractive. After hesitating for a moment, Raymond put aside his "meddling in other people's business would bring trouble" and nodded in agreement.

  "Alright, as for the reward, here's this first." Seeing Raymond nod in agreement, the girl happily took out a gemstone ring and handed it to him.

  "If I can help Lona kill him, I'll give you more."

  Raymond took over the ring, and saw that the gemstone on it was as big as a small thumb, showing that the girl's generosity was boundless.

  At this time, the girl suddenly noticed the wound on Raymond's body: "Are you hurt?"

  "Earlier I just had a fight with someone."

  "Let me take a look," said the girl, stepping forward.

  "Nothing to worry about, just some superficial wounds."

  The girl frowned and said: "Who's worried about you? I spent so much money hiring you, at least when you're helping me with things, you have to be in your best state."

  To her logic, Raymond was speechless and could only let the girl lift up his sleeve. She covered her palm over Raymond's wound and closed her eyes to chant a spell.

  As a soft white light flashed, Raymond's wound on his hand healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

  "Are you a priest?" Seeing her actually use healing magic, Raymond was truly surprised.

  "Hmmph." The girl looked pleased with herself: "How about it? Regret refusing my help earlier?"

  Although she said so, she quickly helped Raymond heal his other injuries.

  "Wow, young master, she's really impressive!" The cat girl who had been watching the whole time exclaimed.

  The cat girl's gaze made the girls even more proud: "I am a high priestess of the Temple of Goddess of Life, and this kind of minor wound can be easily cured."

  Finding the girl more and more interesting, Raymond asked: "By the way, what's the name of my client?"

  The girl hesitated for a moment, just about to speak. Suddenly, from behind a pile of houses on the left, came a loud noise.

  "It's that person, he's over there!"

  Without waiting for Raymond's response, the girl beckoned him: "Come on, let's hurry over."

  Then, they all ran towards the place where the sound came from.

  "Is that the person you were talking about?"

  Several people rushed to where the sound came from and hid behind a house in the distance, looking out.

  All that can be seen is a vacant lot surrounded by several wooden houses, in the center of which stands a robust man wearing full heavy armor, without a helmet, revealing a face covered with scars, and carrying a gigantic sword on his back.

  Seeing him, a deep hatred flashed in the girl's eyes: "That's right, according to the surviving soldiers' descriptions, it was this man!"

  Hearing the hatred in her tone, Raymond couldn't help but look at the girl and ask: "Why do you hate him so much?"

  "Meow, young master, who is that person?" The girl didn't have time to speak before Basute said.

  She was referring to an old man standing opposite the burly man, who was tall and majestic with white hair and beard, a stern face, holding a heavy green sword in his hand, confronting the strong man.

  Seeing the old man, Lona was suddenly surprised: "That... seems to be Godwin."

  "Who?" Raymond and the girl asked in unison.

  After a moment of silence, Lona said slowly: "One of the five strongest swordsmen on the Veronica continent."

  "What?" Raymond looked at Godwin in surprise: "What is he doing here?"

  "Now, just then, Godwin said in a loud voice: 'Monster, I've finally found you. Although I don't know where you came from, I will not allow you to do as you please on the Veronica continent.'"

  "Draw your sword!"

  As he spoke, he swung his large sword in his hand, and the wind pressure immediately lifted a cloud of dust from the ground.

  After a moment of silence, the burly man slowly drew out an enormous sword from behind his back. Only when he grasped the sword in his hand could one see just how massive it was.

  Just as the two were about to come to blows, Goodwin and the burly man simultaneously looked up with a look of attention.

  "Who's there?" Goodwin called out.

  Thinking that he had been exposed, Raymond was shocked, but suddenly a cold and gloomy wind blew up in the empty space.

  Then, a mysterious man wrapped in a grayish-white robe slowly walked into the scene.

  "Is it him?" Raymond was shocked, and the one who came was that necromancer. He didn't expect to lose his trail, but then ran into him here again.

  "Do you know him?" The girl asked in surprise.

  "Raymond nodded: 'He was the one I was chasing before I met you guys.'"

  At this time, the dead spirit master said with a hint of excitement: "Indeed, I felt your breath from afar."

  "When I heard that Fagan was killed, I guessed it might be you. So, you've come to this continent too."

  His words were directed at the sturdy man.

  The strong Han's eyes showed a bewildered expression, and he slowly opened his mouth: "You... who are you?"

  "Originally, you don't recognize me anymore." The Death Spirit Master shook his head: "No wonder, 20 years have passed, and I've become like this. Sometimes even I almost forget what I used to look like."

  As he said this, he took off his hat and stared at the strong man, saying word by word: "So what now?"

  "Grool."

  "Ah... it's you!"

  Alas, the sixth volume has also come to an end. Clicking on "Collect" is still so depressing, it's really disheartening.

  But don't worry, this book will continue and get more exciting, so readers also need to give it their all.

  I want to click, I also want to collect~~~