Chess Mage of Faerûn

Chapter 589 Decapitation I Black Blade
Seeing his female companion seriously injured, the man in black was enraged and swung his sword upwards, striking "Ska" in her right hand, which was holding the sword, before she could dodge.

Blood splattered, the longsword fell to the ground, along with a severed finger.

"Hey, it feels a bit strange to suddenly have a new finger. Aren't you supposed to be able to... be able to do that thing again?"

"Cloning severed limbs".

"Can't a cloned finger be used as evidence?"

"Generally speaking, there shouldn't be a problem, but..."

"understood."

On the other side of the bridge, "Ska," now unarmed, found himself in an increasingly difficult situation. The figure in black merged with the blade's edge, as if becoming a phantom, slashing down again and again with the force of thunder and lightning, and the crashing of waves, giving him no chance to catch his breath.

Barely managing to dodge two blows, he was then met with four more, each strike drawing blood, pushing "Ska," who was already pinned to the edge of the bridge, into a desperate situation.

"Watch out, he might jump into the river!"

Luke, who had been observing stealthily from the sidelines, realized something was wrong and immediately panicked.

Whether it was a coincidence or a reminder to the other party, before Luke's jinxed words were even finished, "Ska" did a side somersault and was about to roll off the bridge.

"die!"

A flash of black light, the blade flashed like a rainbow, and "Ska" was instantly decapitated, his body falling in two pieces to the bottom of the bridge.

The surging waters of the Chongsa River swallowed everything.

Only the remaining longsword and severed finger testify to what happened here.

The man in black helped his female companion up, grabbed the two remaining pieces of evidence, and walked towards Luke and his group.

"Your Excellency,"

Forcing a smile, Luke cautiously asked in a questioning tone, trying to bolster his courage:
"You have killed Baldur's Gate's most dangerous fugitive. Flamefist is extremely grateful for your assistance."

"Where is the bounty, the reward?"

So direct?

Luke was not surprised but delighted. Getting money was easy; it was too good to pass up money.

Unfortunately, he couldn't afford the reward right away; eight hundred gold coins was his savings of several years.

Besides, I wasn't the only one present, so it would be difficult for me to spend money and claim all the credit for myself.

"Why don't you come with us to the Flame Fist headquarters? Flame Fist can provide both payment and treatment."

"No need, I have nothing to talk to you Yankees. Just give me the money."

"This... could you give us some more time? We didn't bring such a large amount of money with us."

As Luke explained, he pondered the term of address the other party. The word "Northerner" usually refers to the inhabitants north of the Derlinsha River, starting from Waterdeep.

Those who call the Gate of Bode the North are probably from the other side of Cloud Mist Mountain.

"Find me at the Armor and Cloak Inn within two days."

Without uttering a single unnecessary word, the other party left his contact address, picked up his female companion, and simply left.

This suited Luke perfectly, and he turned to the other guards and began to lecture them.

"It was we who defended the city gates and stopped the vicious criminals who tried to escape; it was also we who fought bloody battles and dealt a heavy blow to the despicable traitors."

"We have returned in triumph!"

The group was somewhat bewildered. Did they not realize we were this strong?
The henchman quickly leaned over and whispered:
"No, Captain, how do we explain the existence of that person?"

There were quite a few people watching the spectacle just now, and it's impossible to hide it from everyone under their watchful eyes.

"Well, although we pursued them relentlessly and the traitor fled in disarray, we were careless enough to let him escape through the city gates,"

"However, thanks to our valiant pursuit, we finally brought him to justice on the spot. Of course, the two bounty hunters' obstruction also provided a great... considerable... certain... bit of help."

They dared not shortchange the bounty of eight hundred gold coins; if the other party could kill Ska, killing him would be even easier.

Besides, he was a ruthless character like Guojianglong. If he killed someone and ran away, his own death would be in vain.

Of course, the other party probably wouldn't care about such minor achievements and fleeting fame. He'd gladly accept the mere honor of a decapitation strike.

While Luke was using threats and inducements to get everyone to agree on a story, the two observers who had been watching the whole thing left the scene and arrived at the Armor and Cloak Inn.

"The farce has finally come to an end, and the character of Ska can be considered 'dead'."

One of them had a complicated expression and seemed to be asking a question to himself.

"He should be 'dead' at least for the next few years,"

The other person chuckled, asking with a hint of mockery:
"Then, sir, how should I address you?"

The former fell into thought, or perhaps confusion, and after a long while answered:

"A new beginning, let's call me Alpha..."

What followed was almost entirely carried out according to someone's instructions.

Before the third day had even arrived, Luke hurriedly went to the hotel lobby alone the following afternoon, scanned the area, and spotted his female companion.

Still dressed in all black, bundled up even in the summer heat, his tone of voice was strange:

"He's waiting for you upstairs. Follow me."

Luke hurriedly followed and found his target in room number one on the left side of the second floor.

"money."

"Here, Your Excellency..."

"Leave. This is none of your business."

After the female companion counted the gold coupons in front of both parties, the masked man in black immediately saw the guest out.

Luke wanted to say something, but a glare from the other person silenced him, and he swallowed his words.

It was unclear what race they belonged to, but their eyes shone with a fiery light, as dazzling as sword blades, with strands of crimson emanating from them, like flowing fire.

Only after leaving the room and escaping that lava-like gaze did Luke gasp for breath, sweat pouring down his forehead like rain.

Is it perhaps a red dragon with a human skin on its head?
Fortunately, the humanoid red dragon didn't linger. Before the sun set, it left Baldur's Gate, watched by its minions from afar.

Luke finally breathed a sigh of relief; the credit was safely in his pocket.

The next morning, at the White Pagoda Chamber of Commerce headquarters, Master Zhang picked up the gold voucher handed to him by the female Zhuoer and stuffed it into his pocket, a joyful smile on his face like that of a farmer who had just had a good harvest.

Ska, standing to the side, was somewhat amused and exasperated.
"Is this the price of my head?"

"Indeed. Eight hundred gold coins, not a penny less."

The monk thought for a moment, then took out a gold certificate worth one hundred and slipped it over:
"Hey, here's your headhunting fee~"

"... "

Ska thought about it for a moment, and it seemed that this nouveau riche on the other side wouldn't care about his share, so he accepted it.

"This knife? It belongs to that Master Yuneiro?"

Before Ska could say anything, he suddenly realized that the long sword the other person was wearing at his waist looked familiar.

“That’s right, Kantusha—the Blade of the Ancient Scrolls.”

Zhang Yuan drew his long sword, ran his fingers along the blade, and held it upright in front of him.

At first glance, it appears to be just an ordinary black blade, but upon closer inspection, one can sense its ancient elegance and restrained spirit, making it no ordinary weapon.

To avoid being too conspicuous, Yuneruo specifically chose this divine weapon that day. Zhang Yuan, who was also a sword saint, couldn't help but be tempted and kept glancing at the black blade.

It must be said that Yuneruo was a clever man. Afterwards, he found an excuse to send him away, since as the master of swordsmanship, he was not lacking in divine weapons.

Incidentally, this is the same person who is the chief instructor of the Gaoya Sword Technique, and he has given Zhang Yuan a lot of guidance and instruction.

It would be very worthwhile to be able to guide administrators who practice magic towards swordsmanship and martial arts.

After a few perfunctory pleasantries, Master Zhang accepted the black knife, and the results of the examination did not disappoint him.

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