"Successful, run away!" A thought flashed through Ron's mind, and he ran to the door immediately. At this time, he found that several guards had appeared outside the door. They were fully armed and held long swords. Constantly pushed up.
The background of the big family is indeed different, and so many guards have gathered in a short period of time.
It's not impossible to kill them, but there are too many people on the other side, and it's impossible to kill them. There are many strong people among them. Even if Ron has the ability to kill them all, the expendable soul power is not enough to support him If you escape, if you are surrounded by the opponent, it will be difficult to fly with wings.
Glancing at the large hole in the floor-to-ceiling window, Ron made a decisive decision. He mounted a skeleton warrior, added a "skeleton acceleration technique" and urged, "Go, go!"
Like the wind, the skeleton warrior rushed out of the window with Ron on his back, jumped directly to the second floor, and then ran out quickly.
The assassination was successful, and Homelin never said a word from the beginning to the end. He gave Ron advice on what to do. He believed that Ron could solve these problems by himself.
"what is that?"
"Isn't it? Am I right? It's actually a skeleton?"
"Skeleton? I remembered, it's a necromancer!"
"No way, a Necromancer actually appeared in the imperial capital known as the Holy Roman Empire?"
"Hurry up and report to the Patriarch!"
"It is said that the Patriarch was also injured by an assassin, and there are two assassins in total!"
…
All the family guards were talking about it, but one thing was for sure. The death of Master Qiaoding was not a trivial matter. One can imagine how furious the elders of the family would be if a direct heir of the family was assassinated in his own home.
But they couldn't figure out whether the target this time was the Patriarch or Master Qiaoding
Ron ran desperately on the skeleton warrior, relying on his vague memory, he ran out along the way he came.
At this time, a black figure rushed towards him, knocking Ron into a stagger.
Ron fell to the ground all of a sudden, clutching his buttocks and unable to stand up for a long time. Only then did he see clearly the person who hit him.
"It's you?"
"It's you?"
That person was the hired worker who sneaked into the Salter family with Ron, but now she, with fair skin and loose hair, is clearly a woman. Face, now she has an anxious look on her face.
Under the shabby men's clothing, the woman exposed a black and bright tights, revealing her perfect figure. She held two short daggers in her hands. It was obvious that she was a thief.
The woman also recognized Ron, who was not masked when he came in.
"You made the noise over there?"
The next sentence, the two asked in unison.
Immediately after a moment of surprise, the two looked at each other and smiled, because they both understood what the other meant.
At this time, the woman's eyes fell on the skeleton warrior that Ron summoned, and asked in surprise, "Are you a Necromancer?"
Ron nodded.
"Oh!" There was a hint of disappointment in the woman's eyes.
At this moment, the two heard a burst of chaotic footsteps, and many people came towards this direction.
"For the sake of that kid helping me, let's take him with us! Otherwise, this guy will be left here, hell, why is he actually a useless necromancer!" the woman Sighing softly, she gritted her teeth and said to Ron, "Quick, come with me!" She pulled Ron up and ran outside desperately.
Ron was dragged by her hand and ran for a while. Soon, those footsteps gradually faded away, and Ron breathed a sigh of relief.
I saw the woman walked through the intricate courtyards as if walking in her own home, and finally came to a room. The woman breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, "It's safe to come here!"
"Thank you!" Ron said thank you knowing that the woman had saved him.
"No need!" The woman waved her hand and asked, "What's your name?"
"Ron, my name is Ron!" Ron smiled, "What about you?"
"Catherine!"
The woman smiled and said, "By the way, did you kill Master Jordin of the Salter family?"
Ron was shocked, "How do you know?"
"I heard it when I was running away!" Catherine smiled. "Don't forget, I am a killer. Before coming to the Duke of Salt's mansion, it is impossible not to find out the reality of the target's home."
It was only then that Ron realized that the Salter family was actually a duke-level nobleman, but when he heard the word killer, Ron was a little surprised.
"Isn't it? You're a killer?" Ron really couldn't imagine that this delicate girl would be a killer without batting an eyelid, and she was only two or three years older than him, seeing that she was not very old.
"Why? Don't you believe it?" Catherine smiled sweetly.
"Yes! Of course!" Ron said with a smile, "Who are you here to assassinate?"
"Duke Gallet Salter! That is, the patriarch of the Salter family." Catherine said with a slightly regretful tone, "But I didn't succeed, I just hurt him."
"Isn't it? You actually assassinated the patriarch? This is crazy!" Ron was even more surprised, "I heard from those servants that Duke Gallet's strength has reached the master level. Judging by your appearance, you should still be at the 'soldier' level Well, you are brave enough!"
"What's the matter?" Catherine said nonchalantly. "Assassination and combat are two different things. They are fundamentally different. What's wrong with a strong man? If he is assassinated, he will die. With a little bit of luck, it is not difficult to kill the strong in the sanctuary!"
"You are amazing!" Hearing Catherine's words, Ron gave a thumbs up sincerely. She can hurt a master-level powerhouse, which shows that this woman is capable. If Ron is allowed to do it, I'm afraid it will hurt his qualifications No, let alone the strong ones in the sanctuary.
"Why did you assassinate him? Do you have any hatred for their family?" Ron asked curiously.
Hearing this, Catherine's pretty face flashed pale. She lowered her head, bit her lips, and then changed the subject and said, "What about you? Why did you want to assassinate Jordin again?"
Before Ron could answer, his expression suddenly changed, "No, there are a lot of people here! They seem to have spotted us!"
Ron learned about everything around him through the crows outside. At this time, he saw many guards of the Salter family coming towards this place. It seems that they searched around, but there was no one. The only possibility is This place is gone.
At this time, Catherine also sensed that the chaotic footsteps outside could not be concealed from others.
She couldn't help but gave Ron a weird look, and muttered to herself, "Strange, how did this guy find out? I also found out through the scouting trap I set up before."
"There are more and more people!" Ron said solemnly, "We have to rush out, otherwise, we will be surrounded by them here!"
"Where are you going?" Catherine's eyes flashed with panic. Being surrounded by people is not a joke. Even though she is a thief known for her agility, it is impossible for her to escape from the hands of many powerful people.
Ron pondered quickly, "East! There are the least people in the east, I think we can rush out!"
"Then run!" Catherine didn't think much about it, pulled Ron up, and rushed out from the east.
As soon as they went out, they were discovered by several Salter family guards. When they saw Ron and Ron, they immediately yelled.
"Here they are!"
"Catch them!"
"Don't let them get away!"
…
In a big family like Salter, some of the early followers of the family have gone through several generations, and their loyalty to the family cannot be doubted.
Although these guards were only at the trainee level, they still rushed forward fearlessly in the face of two assassins who were at least at the "soldier level".
"Damn!" Catherine cursed inwardly. As a thief, assassination, stealth and stealth are her specialty, but she is not good at fighting, but she knows that the situation does not allow her to choose.
Fight!
Catherine's pretty eyes turned red, and she whispered to Ron, "Be careful, hide behind me!"
"What?" Before Ron could understand, Catherine had already rushed out.
Catherine's movement was extremely fast, and her graceful body turned into a phantom. Even in the sunny day, it was still faintly visible, making it unreal.
Approaching quickly like a ghost, Catherine raised her left hand, and the short dagger in her hand glowed with sea blue light, and wiped it straight at the neck of a guard.
So fast!
The guard just realized that Catherine had already arrived, and saw a flash of blue light. The guard felt a sharp pain in his throat. After a while, he fell down clutching his throat. He couldn't see how the other party moved until he died.
Catherine's movements were flowing, and she killed several guards in a short while, but after all, she was not a thief who was good at fighting, and the strength in her body disappeared after a while, and even her breathing became short of breath.
Catherine went to the Salter family alone to assassinate the patriarch Gale, and was lucky enough to seriously injure him. However, she was still far behind in strength. If there hadn't been an accident on Ron's side, she probably wouldn't have been able to escape.
But after knowing Ron, Catherine was a little disappointed. In her impression, necromancers are a group of extremely weak people, a garbage profession that a strong man who has never practiced can defeat with a stick. She cooperated with him and rushed out, but at this moment her heart sank to the bottom.
However, Catherine is a person who does not easily abandon her companions. Although she is disappointed with Ron's strength, he is still her companion in a certain sense. Not good at fighting, he soon fell into danger.
"Go to hell!" A guard grinned, swiped his sword and slashed at her, attacking naked at this moment.
At this time, Catherine had nothing to hide from, while the Salter family had more and more guards.
"It's over—" thought Catherine hopelessly.
At this moment, a white bone spur suddenly appeared, and the head of the guard who attacked suddenly exploded.
Catherine was shocked, "What?"