People are at the border, but they become the incarnation of the sun

This is a clear choice.

When an assassin throws himself into darkness to serve the light, everyone should be prepared for this.

After all, getting injured during an assassination is a very serious matter...

"But that's none of my business!"

A smile slowly formed on Reinhardt's lips.

The siege by this group of secret envoys seemed to have awakened something in him.

My heart started beating faster and faster, my blood seemed to be boiling, and that familiar yet unfamiliar burning sensation gradually returned.

At the same time, the muscles on his body expanded a little, slightly propping up the green robe, and his height was a whole head taller than before. The shadow cast by the magical starlight was spreading on the ground.

This terrifying shadow seemed to swallow up everything around it.

However, Reinhardt was completely unaware of the changes in himself. He only wanted to do one thing now.

Grab the group of emissaries and bastards in front of you and crush them to pieces.

As if sensing the changes in Reinhardt and the oppressive aura emanating from him, the secret envoy who was about to assassinate him began to retreat. He held the sword tightly in one hand, alert to Reinhardt's movements, and slowly retreated backwards.

"Oh my, you want to leave already?"

Reinhardt raised his pyroxite staff slightly, pouring the endless stream of magic power in his body into the pyroxite, and said slowly, "That won't do... Our game has just begun."

His judgment-like declaration and the astonishing magical power oppressed the emissaries hiding in the darkness around him.

dark!

The secret envoy who was holding a long sword and guarding Reinhardt suddenly raised his hand, and the two-fingered holy seal on it burst into golden light, and then a mist-like darkness gushed out from it and covered the surroundings.

The emissary's figure then disappeared into the darkness.

"What a stupid trick! How many times are you going to repeat this stupidity?"

Reinhardt raised the corner of his mouth in boredom and raised the pyroxene staff in his hand.

"Starlight."

The basic pyroxene magic that was originally used for lighting now burst into a dazzling light like a flame, dispelling all darkness.

He was able to think of doing this, thanks to the teachings of Teacher Seren.

"...So-called pyroxene magic doesn't have any distinction between high and low. Even the weakest magic, if used properly, can have unexpected effects."

At that time, Se Lian used this starlight to almost blind his 24K titanium alloy dog eyes. Although he could not do that for the time being, it was no problem for him to reveal the figures of these dogs who liked to hide.

Just like now——

The pitch-black fog suddenly disappeared, and not only the secret agent who had just escaped into the darkness, but all the secret agents around were forced to reveal their figures.

"One, two, three... there are five left. It seems that the Two-Finger Master you believe in really thinks highly of me and specially found so many toys for me."

"Mission failed, intelligence problem, retreat!"

Seeing this, the captain-like guy looked at the remaining secret agents. They immediately understood what he meant and turned around and fled in different directions.

"Want to play tag? Come on."

As soon as he finished speaking, Reinhardt rushed towards two of the fleeing emissaries.

"First, catch two."

The words that rang in their ears made the two envoys turn their heads subconsciously, but their vision was blocked by a big hand, while the other one saw a huge orange magic hammer gradually enlarged in his eyes.

"Hammer Hammer."

boom--

The ground shook and two voices rang out almost at the same time.

Reinhardt used the pyroxene staff to gather magic power in one hand and used the Hammer Hammer to smash a secret agent into the ceiling. At the same time, he rotated his body and used the other hand to suddenly hold down the remaining secret agent and pressed his head into the ground.

In just a moment, a double kill was completed.

However, when the other envoys saw their companions being killed, they suddenly stopped and gathered together again.

"Hmm? You're not running away anymore?"

Reinhardt tilted his head and looked at the three people who were slowly gathering around him again. He said with regret, "It seems you made a foolish decision. You actually wanted to fight me to the death."

That’s right, the remaining three secret envoys plan to fight to the death.

They knew it was too late to escape.

The noise just made must have attracted the attention of the people in the academy. It is estimated that this place will be surrounded in a while, and escape will be completely impossible.

So, why not try to kill the target, so that they can be considered to have completed the mission, even if it costs their lives...

"It's true that you hold onto the belief that you will die, but you are also foolish enough."

As an assassin, you actually want to launch a frontal attack. Do you think you are the king?

His disdainful smile was like a signal, and the three of them attacked Reinhardt at the same time.

Two of them raised their broadswords and slashed at him, while the remaining one gave them a buff.

As the emblem of the Golden Law emerged, the surfaces of the two broadswords were covered in dazzling gold.

Holy Law Blade?

He almost laughed out loud when he saw the prayer.

It's absolutely true that this group of people are stupid. Reinhardt is not a Deathborn, so there's no point in using the Holy Law Blade. It would be more effective to release an illusion to lure the enemy.

Swah——

The two men's cross-slashing attacks suddenly missed. Reinhardt half-crouched on the ground, grabbed the calf of one of the secret agents, and pulled hard.

With a thud, the emissary fell to the ground.

"Hammer Hammer!"

Before the man could get up, the orange magic hammer in Reinhardt's hand had already fallen.

thump—

The dull sound of the object hitting the ground was mixed with the sound of bones and muscles being crushed. The originally smooth and flat ground now had dense spider-web-like cracks on it. The gushing blood repainted the surroundings, and a faint smell of burning wafted out.

“It smells really bad.”

Reinhardt frowned in disgust, and at the same time, the familiar sound of breaking wind came to his ears again.

shhh-

He dodged the two crossbow arrows with ease.

However, the secret envoy in charge of close combat jumped high, ready to give him a fatal blow.

bang——

The emissary's attack was blocked by the shield he picked up, and he raised the pyroxene staff in his other hand. The gravity of the free fall pierced the emissary's abdomen with a "Puff!" sound, and he was lifted up as if pierced.

Threads of blood trickled down his arm, staining his robes, but Reinhardt seemed unperceived. He smiled as he gazed at the emissary pinned against the pyroxene staff, whispering a few words.

"Great, Kalia."

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25. Is starlight also considered the sun?

"Great, Kalia!"

Magic power continued to gather at the pyroxene at the top of the wand, and a glow like a fluorescent lamp overflowed from under the emissary's skin.

The leather armor and jet-black cloth on the emissary's body could not hide the light at all. The whole person looked like a light bulb embedded in a pyroxene staff, and dazzling orange light was blooming in every gap.

"what--"

This was the first time among these secret agents that a scream had been uttered since the battle began. The fiery magic power emitted by the pyroxene staff that had penetrated his abdomen was burning his internal organs. The slowly condensed magic blade was gradually tearing the secret agent's muscles and bones from the inside, making a creaking sound.

Wounds, corners of eyes, nose, mouth, ears, wherever there was a hole, light burst out and blood flowed out, like drops of dew from the golden tree, slowly dripping onto Reinhardt's body.

hiss-

The spine was suddenly torn apart, and the huge light blade that pierced through from behind completely tore the secret envoy hanging on it into two parts, and the gushing blood mist fell from the air like drizzle.

Reinhardt tilted his head nonchalantly, slowly lowered the staff in his hand, letting the blade hang naturally to the ground. While bathing in the rain of blood, he lowered his gaze to the last emissary.

"Next, it's your turn."

He was seen taking slow and leisurely steps towards the man.

"Thank you so much, unknown emissary. While I'm enjoying my boring college life, you've specially added this rare and boring amusement to me."

"However, you still need to pay for the mistakes you made."

He wiped away the blood on the pyroxene staff and said slowly:

"Have you peed yet?"

"Are you ready to be baptized by death?"

"Have you prayed to your Two-Finger Master?"

"Are you mentally prepared to leave your last words and beg for your life while trembling on the spot?"

"Sarah, count your sins."

At this moment, he no longer wanted to capture him alive as he did before. Now he felt that there was no need.

The so-called secret envoys are the church that spreads the teachings of Two Fingers and the assassins who serve Two Fingers. They are slaves loyal to Two Fingers and also the hunting knives that secretly eliminate Two Fingers' enemies.

As for the question of why the two fingers were targeting him, he was too lazy to get to the bottom of it.

After all, this kind of shit can be figured out with just your heels.

This is definitely closely related to the loyal dog Radagon, and the reason why he was targeted by Two Fingers is simply because of this "hidden danger" of his own.

This speculation is very reasonable. Just like Adam, the Fire Thief, even if he is not killed, he must be imprisoned and strictly guarded.

Da da--

The empty training ground, once again in dead silence, was resounding with the sound of hard soles of shoes hitting the ground.

However, every time this voice sounded, the secret envoy trembled a little more. Fear made him stay where he was, and he even lost the courage to escape.

What kind of monster did the Lord Two Fingers, whom they believed in, send them to attack?

Even Lord Krep, the head of the secret envoys who served the Two Fingers, had never made him feel such fear.

It was as if they were facing a god of death who reaped lives and judged their past sins.

Under this suffocating feeling of terror and oppression, the only remaining secret agent tremblingly raised the arm with the two-fingered prayer mark.

This was not because he wanted to resist, but because he instinctively wanted to survive.

“Pray, pray…”

Swah——

An arc of orange light passed by, leaving a faint trace in the air, and then slowly dissipated.

The emissary had no idea what was happening. The only thing he knew was that he saw an arm flying in front of his eyes, spinning and jumping in the air like a fluttering butterfly, and finally falling to the ground with a plop.

Only then did he react—

It turned out that it was chopped off, and the arm was his own.

"Do you still want to resist?"

"...Emissary, you owe me an apology. How dare such a weakling like you appear before me? This is an unforgivable sin."

Reinhardt looked at the speechless emissary kneeling in front of him with an indifferent gaze, and slowly raised the magic blade in his hand that was emitting orange light and was powerful enough to tear through the darkness.

"So, pay it back with your life."

He suddenly swung the ruthless light blade in his hand.

But when he was about to touch the secret envoy, he suddenly stopped, slowly raised his head and looked in the direction of the training ground gate, and a familiar voice and light came from the darkness.

"Meteor shower."

Suddenly, the emblem of the Rhea Lukalia School of Magic flashed in the direction of the gate.