Kasimir's Sleight of Hand

  Cassimir waited for a moment, but saw Duvan just staring at him with an odd expression. A surge of anger rose in his heart, and he glared at Duvan, the light from his fist flashing on and off. However, he seemed to still be mindful of his dignity and didn't lash out on the spot. Instead, he chuckled and said: "Alfred sir, it's better for you to be more aware of yourself. I'm telling you all this because I don't want to use force against you. After all, we're the Snow Fox Mercenary Group, who value money over lives. As long as you listen to me, your little life won't even be touched."

  Du Fan smiled faintly and stroked the storage ring on his hand, his eyes glanced at Kasimier for a moment, saying: "Kasimier, it's not that I don't want to give you this thing. But I vaguely remember that in the distant Eastern continent, there is an ancient proverb called 'A common man has no guilt, but carrying jade brings responsibility'. With your identity and status, if you take this thing, it will only bring you mortal danger. If I gave it to you, wouldn't that be harming you?"

  Kasimir's face changed, and he slapped the bed fiercely, shouting: "How dare you!"

  With this slap, the aura in his hand instantly shattered the bed, and Aileen, who was hiding under the quilt, twisted her body, but didn't get hurt. She curled up on the ground, struggling to grab Casimir's calf, saying: "Ah, my commander, can't you be more polite?"

  Kasimir glared at her, sneered and said: "Little ** get away from me, don't make a noise, wait for me to deal with this stinky little **, then we'll have a good fight, damn it, can't stand a day without a man..."

  Daisy and Hegel beside him didn't know if it was because of Casimir's authority, but they dared not look at the naked body on the ground.

  "Bang——bang——"

  Du Fan lightly clapped his hands, looking at Casimir with a somewhat disdainful expression. "Casimir, although it's your own business how you discipline your woman, doing this in front of an outsider like me isn't very good, is it? Originally, I had made up my mind to spare your lives... after all, you insulted me... but now I suddenly feel that killing people like you would just sully my hands. In other words... even if I were to kill you, you wouldn't be worthy of it. Take advantage of the fact that I'm not angry yet and get out of here quietly, can you?"

  Du Fan's tone was calm and his facial expression was light and airy, as if he were facing not four desperate fugitives who could take his life at any moment, but rather some obedient kittens or puppies.

  Kasimir looked at Dufan's expression, feeling a little uneasy in his heart, but thinking of the guards outside who had been knocked unconscious, although he still feared that Dufan would throw out a few more magic scrolls, his heart also calmed down a bit.

  However, Kasimir is also a very responsible person. Dufan's expression on his face made him afraid that something unexpected would happen again, and he immediately lost the mood to tease Dufan.

  He ignored Dufan's words, only giving a cold laugh and saying: "Very well, if you refuse to drink the toast then you'll have to drink the penalty. Alfred, don't blame me for this. Hagg, take action, kill him!"

  As soon as his voice fell, Hei Ge's right hand loosened, and the first arrow shot out. However, his hands didn't stop moving because of this; instead, he quickly drew two more arrows from the quiver, "Whoosh-whoosh-whoosh", shooting them over.

  Du Fan's eyes lit up, this black grid arrow technique was not bad, although it was in this small tent, but these three arrows were extremely extraordinary in both strength and speed.

  In the blink of an eye, these three arrows had already formed a string and were flying towards him at high speed. If he was hit, even if he didn't die, he would have to shed his skin.

  Du Fan let out a cold snort, and without seeing him make any movements, the radiant energy on his body suddenly burst into fierce flames, then formed a light screen in front of him.

  Those three arrows as swift as lightning stopped in front of him less than half a finger's breadth away and could advance no further.

  Du Fan stretched out his finger and lightly flicked, the arrow that had solidified in mid-air suddenly turned around and shot back along its original path. This time, however, the arrow was imbued with a brilliant aura of energy, making it seem even more deadly.

  Kasimir's figure flashed to the middle of Hei Ge and Du Fan, his right hand stretched out, just grasping the arrow shaft. Although this move seemed more handsome than Du Fan on the surface, Du Fan only used his inner energy, while Kasimir had made a physical move.

  Moreover, the Dou Qi attached to the arrowhead is soft and gentle, but a surge of dark energy keeps pouring out, giving it a sense of hidden sharpness.

  In this move, Du Fan quietly merged the Wind-type Dou Qi into the Brightness Dou Qi. Although Kasimier had rich combat experience, he had never encountered a freak who could cultivate two types of Dou Qi at the same time, and naturally couldn't understand the subtlety within.

  It wasn't easy to dispel the fighting spirit on the arrow, Casimir looked at Dufan with a bit of astonishment. Originally, he thought that Dufan would only rely on a few magic scrolls to show off, and wouldn't have a chance to use magic, which was fine by him. It was precisely because of this that he let Hei Ge take action.

  But unexpectedly, Du Fan still had this set of skills, which left him quite surprised.

  Recalling Du Fan's self-proclaimed identity, Kasimierz suddenly thought of a rumor... This fiery white Dou Qi, like the radiant sunlight, could it be... the legendary...

  At this thought, Kasimir felt his whole body trembling, for the first time, he regretted his actions this time. If the action succeeded, it would be good, but if it failed and someone found out a clue, with the power behind the other party, there would be no way to survive on this Roland continent.

  This possibility frightened Kasimir, and also made him determined to carry out his original decision to kill Dufan. He gritted his teeth and waved his hand sharply, signaling the remaining three people to retreat to one side. Then he slowly took off his gloves, and with his right hand, he stroked the long sword hanging at his waist for a moment before suddenly drawing it out.

  The light on the long sword flickered so brightly that it was dazzling.

  Even Du Fan, who had always been somewhat disdainful of him, couldn't help but exclaim: "Good sword!"

  Kasimier sneered, saying: "The sword is a good sword, the person is a dead man. Such a perfect ending, Lord Alfred, let Kasimier grant it to you!"

  As soon as the words fell, Kasimir's long sword, like a venomous snake's fang, stabbed towards Dufan with an unpredictable trajectory, not giving Dufan even a split second to react.

  At the same time, the blade was covered with a burning aura, and it's estimated that as long as it touches someone, it can explode on the opponent's body.

  Du Fan watched this move, only to feel a chill run down his spine. Earlier, when dealing with the rotten wolf, his actions were purely lucky. Now that he was facing Kasimier, he didn't even have time to react. Although his Wan Fa was extremely powerful and his linguistic skills like Sheng Ling were also very strong, these trump cards weren't something that could be casually revealed.

  Du Fan's eyes widened as he stared at Tasia, who was on the verge of death. With a sudden gritting of his teeth, his entire body's Dou Qi burst into flames, and that faint light screen became even more majestic.

  Kasimir gazed at Dufan's seemingly fragile aura shield, his smile growing even more triumphant. He made up his mind to end this with one blow, no longer caring about concealing his true strength. With a fierce burst, he unleashed all of his aura, and for an instant, the small space was filled with a fiery red color. The explosive aura seemed as if it would tear Dufan apart at any moment.

  Judging from this aura, Kasimier's strength is estimated to be no lower than sixth level. Unless he uses other despicable and shameless means, Du Fan can only serve as a human sandbag when facing Kasimier.

  Kasimir's sword tip pierced the shield in front of Dufan, and the holy shield shook violently. From the point where it was pierced, crack after crack appeared.

  Du Fan's face changed, and he wanted to reach into the storage ring to pull out a magic scroll, but unexpectedly, this movement triggered the circulation of his entire body's Dou Qi. The originally fragile Dou Qi shield around Kasimier cracked with a "crack" sound, turning into a faint white powder.

  But Kasimir's sword momentum did not change, still stabbing towards Dufan's brow.

  At this moment, even if Du Fan wanted to use his linguistic skills, it was already too late. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead as he felt for the first time that death was so close to him.

  "Ah——"

  Just at this critical moment, a low sigh came from one corner of the tent.

  Kasimir was struck as if by lightning, his entire body shook violently, and a streak of blood flowed from his nose. This shock caused the movement in his hand to stagnate, and his whole body's energy almost dissipated.

  Kasimir's face changed drastically, and he didn't even bother to kill Du Fan. He suddenly retreated backwards, and when he reached the edge of the tent, he kicked Hei Ge and Di Xi, who were still in a daze, towards Du Fan's direction. He also didn't bother with Ai Lin, who was still on the ground, and his figure disappeared like a ghost outside the tent.

  Du Fan waved his hand, and with a great effort, he activated the Bright Light Qi to push away Hei Ge and Dixie, who had not yet reacted. Then, he turned around and took a glance at the beautiful figure that was slowly emerging from the corner.