Half-elf Notebook

"Why are you so ordinary yet so confident?"

Ina glanced at the man who was pinned down by her with his arms behind his back.

He was breathing heavily, as if trying to relieve the severe pain caused by his injuries, but the disgusting and pungent smell coming from the ground made him want to vomit.

In a sense, his request was fulfilled, in the way he least expected.

He was the only one holding a weapon.

Ina, who was only average when it came to close combat, showed no mercy.

For the other two, she only dislocated their hands, but for this one, her arm was directly broken.

The arm will have to be hung with a strip of cloth for at least a month or two.

"I only have two questions. One, where is John Peake at the moment, and two, have you received any news of adventurers entering the slums?"

"Are you considering answering now?"

To make his words more threatening.

Ina leaned forward to lower her center of gravity, deliberately getting closer to the man's head and whispered softly.

Due to the movement, the pressure on the man's injured arm increased dramatically, exacerbating his pain.

The two thugs lowered their heads, not daring to face the enemy or run away.

They were afraid that Ina would turn around and end their lives.

"Mr. Pi... Mr. Pik, at the Copper Coin Bar, on 4th Street in Junk Street. The one with a decoration that is obviously different from the others. He didn't leave until the last round of notification."

"I don't know about those people in the guild, really, let...let me go."

The man pleaded in pain.

The first question is correct, and the second question is not something that needs to be lied or concealed.

But it is also possible that they are not qualified to participate in the gang's arrangements at all. In short, the sooner they act, the better...

Ina let go and stood up. She had no grudge against the three men, so there was no need to kill them all.

After the man quickly turned over and straightened his broken arm.

Ina suddenly kicked the man's weapon.

Even without the magic enhancement, this blow was still enough to make the man's eyes roll back and foam at the mouth.

"Sorry, didn't mean to."

Ina gave the remaining two people a kind smile, which frightened them so much that they trembled.

Then he jumped onto the low roof.

Their eyes widened as they watched the figure of the white-haired girl disappear over the roof.

Only then did they truly realize what they had just become sexually aroused about.

The three-meter-high wall does not require any folding or climbing.

The physical ability to climb up simply by jumping.

It is definitely not a level that ordinary people can reach after training and learning some skills.

It's simply a little monster!

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On the roof, Ina ran quickly, jumping over the gaps between roofs and narrow streets from time to time.

Petite body, not heavy.

Going around the seemingly rotten and fragile eaves, even the wooden structure was strong enough to withstand the impact of Ina's force and fall.

Hearing the creaking sound above their heads, the residents squeezed out of the houses in frustration, ready to curse.

But when he saw the girl flying from one side and falling like a falcon towards the shack on the other side of the street a few meters away.

Reason made them swallow back the words that were about to come out of their mouths.

There are gang fights of all sizes in the slums every day.

Whether secretly or openly, as long as you order a glass of watered-down beer for a few coins in the pub, there will always be people telling you stories and rumors related to it.

Compared to the outside world, whether you intend to inquire or not.

The residents of the slums have a clearer and more three-dimensional understanding of these professionals who possess extraordinary powers.

Unlike streets, which are not congested due to pedestrian flow, transportation of goods, etc.

Move freely on the empty rooftop space with no one around.

It took Ina only a dozen seconds to travel hundreds of meters and reach the roof of a shed on Fourth Street in a nearly straight line.

From a distance, you can spot the neatly decorated, three-story, prominent building.

Its height makes it stand out among the flock of chickens like a striking swan surrounded by a pile of sheds.

Ina did not sneak in and hunt John Peake immediately.

I chose to stop on the roof about ten meters away from the Copper Coin Bar and bend down to observe.

Because at this moment, the streets below were already crowded with people.

The moving carriages and carts almost blocked the passages on both sides, forming an almost hollow elliptical encirclement.

In this situation, Ina did not dare to act rashly.

Now it seems that some adventurer or bounty hunter arrived first and caused trouble for the Blood Gang.

We cannot rule out the possibility that there are other leaders in the Blood Gang who are gathering in the bar.

Gang members should also be concentrated on the first floor to act as guards.

The best proof was that she didn't see anyone on the balcony two floors above the bar using a crossbow to lock onto or observe her, a conspicuous professional.

Compared to hiding in the surging crowd, sniping from a high position is obviously easier to threaten her and form a defensive effect.

This means that no one will hinder her actions.

There would be no gang members to warn the leaders to be on the lookout for them.

This is good news.

She wanted to kill John Peake.

But it does not mean that you need to pierce the opponent's chest with a sword and cut his throat.

She is a magician, and in just a few seconds, she can cast spells that are more powerful than most bows, crossbows, and flintlocks.

Ina's emerald eyes looked towards the center of the conflict.

Hope to find a target with similar face and entrust it to provide.

Suddenly, she spotted a familiar face.

Yake? Why is he here?

He is also here to hunt for bounties. No, he doesn’t have the strength to do so… Is he here for revenge like me?

Ina just felt it was a bit ridiculous. The young man's appearance here meant that his target was probably also the leader.

"I admit that this reckless action is somewhat risky, but I am only a beginner bronze rank."

"What kind of strength does that guy have? He's just entered the middle bronze level two months ago, and he's here to seek revenge? He's asking for his own death!"

Ina has just awakened her magic power and is also a mid-level bronze-level part-time magician.

At that time, she didn't dare to think about revenge at all.

The center of the conflict was divided into two sides. On one side were seven soldiers wearing plate armor. Except for their heads, their entire bodies were tightly wrapped in silver-white steel plates.

Ina guessed that the reason he didn't wear a helmet was because he wanted to hide his identity, just like herself.

A few cloaks on the mud ground proved her point.

The armor can be concealed to some extent by a buttoned cloak, but the hood of the helmet worn on the head is really powerless.

On the other side were more than twenty fat and strong men who did not look like the thugs that could be supported by the slums.

They either drew out their scimitars, held long swords, or held crossbows and arrows, and confronted the soldiers.

But they were dressed lightly and seemed a little timid in front of the soldiers' sturdy helmets and armor.

Especially when faced with the cold flashing arrows of military steel crossbows, some even retreated a few steps.

Yak was stopped by two soldiers and knelt on the ground.

He supported his body by leaning on the long sword stuck in the soil.

His linen and leather armor were already covered in blood.

There were countless sword wounds on his body and he looked in a miserable state.

The reason why the boy was still able to hold on was probably because he did not have any deep or fatal wounds.

Based on this, Ina can draw a hypothesis:

The Blood Gang doesn't have a bronze-ranked leader killer here.

Otherwise, the soldiers would have no chance of saving Yak.

If a bronze-level professional really wants to deal with a mid-level bronze-level professional who doesn't even know how to use the breath of battle, he won't be able to use even two moves!

On the other hand, there is also someone on the Blood Gang side who deserves her attention.

He was wearing a hunting leather jacket, and over the exposed vest he wore a piece of scale armor that only protected his chest, abdomen, and shoulders. It was made of a dozen small steel plates riveted together.

Holding a sword, standing at the front of the team.

Unlike the thugs who were a little timid, he looked fearless.

I don’t know if it’s because of the scales on his body or because he has absolute confidence in his own strength.