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Among the crowd, the two remaining assassins had already stood there. This assassination was supposed to be a sure thing. The monks of Ionia were a bunch of helpless guys, and they would never have survived the crossbow and throwing knives.

This is what they originally thought, but things are going to be the opposite of what people expected. Backfire is almost the only truth in the world.

They dared not stride away for fear of being discovered again. They didn't even see how the monk from Ionia did it just now. Only a thunderous explosion was heard, and then the companion who was responsible for the dark arrow wounding fell to the ground with his head shattered.

But what to do next?

The assassins had no answer, but their targets knew exactly what they were going to do.

Racha calmly separated the crowd with his hands, so fast that Felicia didn't even have a chance to hold him. People looked at this foreigner with strange eyes, but he didn't look at them, his eyes were like electricity, and the instant collision caused an assassin's face to twitch.

"Got you."

The monk walked forward calmly as if he had been out of the way, this time, he did not raise his hand to separate the crowd. Instead, people avoided him spontaneously, like a sharp sword cutting through the ocean. He raised his right hand high again.

The assassin couldn't bear it any longer, he rushed out of the crowd with red eyes, and the poisoned dagger in his sleeve came straight to Racha's chest. He doesn't believe that this person's body can withstand the power of steel!

"Heaven Comes"

"clang-!"

The sound of gold and iron intermingled, the assassin let go of his hand dully, his right index finger and **** were already crooked, and blood gushed out from the fracture. This pain was nothing to him. What really made him stunned was the steel dagger that shattered every inch after hitting the monk's chest.

He raised his head and looked at the monk again. His black robe was torn, but the skin inside was not damaged at all.

"Do you have any other means? Let's use it together." Racha looked at him patiently and asked in a rather gentle tone.

The assassin was silent for two seconds, and then shouted unacceptably: "I don't believe it!"

The next second, two magical creations capable of making loud noises and flashes fell from the cuff of his left hand. They were hurled to the ground with great skill by the assassin—he had figured it out, to run, to run. This is not some powerless monk at all, but a monster in human skin!

However, a powerful big hand grabbed the two black circular creations before they touched the ground.

Racha straightened, his right hands spread out, and they reflected the sunlight on his broad palms, refracting the light that made the assassin's heart stop.

"Anything else?" Racha asked again, his tone still calm. "If it doesn't...it's me. Come and don't be indecent."

Closing his fingers, he clenched the two magical creations. The assassin was still standing dumbfounded, and Racha raised his right hand again, but this time, instead of slapping the ground.

He turned around, and there seemed to be a fiery flame on his right fist, and the air became hot. The crowd watching could only see a red phantom flashing by, and then another assassin in tight clothes fell to the ground with his mouth open, causing a cloud of smoke.

The broken teeth fell to the ground with blood, his jaw opened to an exaggerated angle, and the two magical creations were in his mouth, stained with blood. Racha calmly turned his head and looked at the assassin again.

"Any more?"

he asks. At the same time, he raised his right hand, which was still dripping blood. In the eyes of the only remaining assassin, that hand seemed to block the sunlight, making the surroundings instantly pitch black.

He couldn't hear anything else, the cacophony of the crowd, the sniffing of the horses, the croaking birds in the harbor...all gone. Only his own fearful heartbeat kept beating. And the words of the monk.

Any more?

He let out a scream.

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The interrogation went so smoothly that Felicia could hardly believe that these assassins who belonged to the remnants of the nobles should have kept their mouths shut. But the man who was tied to the chair said everything and didn't need any torture at all.

This made Horez's local interrogators quite unhappy, but Noxus would not torture a person who had already explained everything, so there was no room for their skills to be used.

Felicia walked out of the interrogation room and closed the heavy iron door. She still didn't understand how the monk named Racha did it, the female officer shook her head, letting these complicated thoughts leave her mind. She doesn't think about things unrelated to the task.

She stepped out of the dungeon, standing guard at the door with the rest of the squad. And Racha, he squatted on the grass beside the door, UU reading www. uukanshu.com watched with interest a group of ants carrying crumbs.

"...Master Racha." Felicia had never felt that the word "Master" was so smooth. "He explained everything, do you want to hear it?"

"This, you don't have to." Racha still observed the group of ants, with a smile on the corner of his mouth. "I'm not interested in these things...well, it's actually a little bit."

The monk stood up. He was a head taller than the female officer. Although he looked at her condescendingly, the expression on his face was not at all aggressive, but one that made Felicia unbelievably innocent.

"I don't understand, Ms. Felicia," Racha asked in confusion. "There is no festival between me and them, and I have never even met before today. Why did they come to kill me?"

"Because they don't want you to reach the Immortal Citadel."

"what?"

"It's more accurate, it should be that the people behind them don't want you to go to the immortal fortress... Some nobles in Hoarez are quite well-informed, and they know when we are expected to arrive at the port."

Felicia sighed meaningfully, and turned to the topic. The monk obviously couldn't understand what she was saying, and his face was blank. It made her feel quite helpless to the ox playing the qin, and the ox still took the initiative to ask herself to play the qin to him.

"Master Racha, we will take a break. It is one o'clock in the afternoon, and we will drive to the Immortal Fortress overnight at seven o'clock in the evening. If you want to visit Horez, you might as well start now."

"Forget it, I don't think there's anything to visit here..." Racha showed the reaction that an ordinary person should have at this time, and he touched his right fist in a heartbeat.

"My hand is still hurting."