Half-elf Notebook

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There was another soft sound, and the arrow was deflected by a gray-white shield under the astonished gaze of John Peake.

Arrows that could break through the defense of a bronze-level warrior could only cause some ripples in front of it, and couldn't even cause a slight shake.

Yi-na didn't get distracted.

She knew John Peake couldn't penetrate White Night's shield.

This type of magical weapon, which does not amplify the user's abilities, has a clear upper limit similar to magic scrolls and magic items.

From the moment he gave himself time to respond, the direction of the battle was already under Ina's control.

The two people were chasing each other, and the distance between them was quickly closing within a few meters.

No matter how skillful Gore's retreat was, it was difficult to detect.

Ina was only a blink of an eye late.

This time is just a few steps.

The sword stretched out and swept towards Gore's neck like silver thunder.

He raised his sword to block, but the powerful force directly knocked away the long sword he held in one hand, cut into his neck under his desperate gaze, and then quickly pulled out.

Warm blood gushed out from the body of this killer who had killed hundreds of people.

His left shoulder was stained red, and he tried desperately to hold back the flowing red.

Just like those poor people whose throats and chests he had cut.

Ina's sword cut into half of his neck.

His attempt to cover the wound was pointless.

Gore's feet touched the ground, and this time, he could no longer maintain his balance.

He rolled backwards and was covered in mud.

His consciousness was fading away, dissipating, until he finally stopped breathing.

"Flying Knife" Gore, died.

Snap, snap...

Seeing that he had failed, John Peake turned around and ran away, dragging his bloated body, no longer caring about Gore's life or death.

He wisely did not run towards the Blood Gang's thugs.

Instead, he chose the crowd of onlookers further behind him.

He knew very well that even "Flying Knife" Gore could not restrain the girl.

That group of thugs were just a bunch of moving meat shields.

Staying in there is no different from waiting to die.

"But the poor are different. Soldiers will never be indifferent to killing civilians with no criminal record!"

John Peake thought with pride that even the most powerful bounty hunter would be afraid that he would be put on the bounty list by the kingdom's officials.

This not only means that they themselves will become prey to other hunters, but also means losing the rights of normal citizens.

For example, being unable to enter the city, being unable to accept normal commissions, etc.

Therefore, if she wants to continue doing this job, she must weigh the pros and cons and let herself go for the time being.

And as long as he blends into the crowd, he will know all the hidden locations of the Blood Gang near John Peake.

Whether it is waiting for rescue from the gang or meeting up with the arriving leader to organize a siege.

He has plenty of patience and time.

"Snapped"

Looking at John Peake, who was less than five meters away from the surging crowd, Ina snapped her fingers coldly with an expressionless face.

The flame-shaped hairpin, surrounded by white hair, now looks like a beam of red flame on the snowy field.

During the battle with Gore, Ina also injected magic power into the Explosion of Fire.

Once the casting time was over, she would turn the gun around and point it at John Peake first.

From the beginning, Ina's goal has never changed.

Gore's death.

All I can say is that his strength and luck were a little lacking.

A pumpkin-sized fireball suddenly appeared behind John Peake.

It emitted a biting heat, and then quickly collapsed to about one tenth of its original size.

Then there was a loud bang that drowned out all the noise.

"Boom!"

A wall of fire with a diameter of two meters gushed out, greedily licking all ignitable materials around it.

The outermost layer of mud was instantly baked and cracked.

This was followed by a shock wave, actual air, which spread to a radius of several meters around it almost at the same time as the sound.

The center of the explosion was less than two body lengths away from John Peake.

The energy equivalent to several pounds of sealed explosives instantly tore the shield apart.

Feeling the unbearable pain coming from behind, John Peake's eyes were fixed on the moment the flames engulfed him.

His body was blown one meter away and landed face down on the ground.

The charred and hollow back was displayed to the panicked crowd.

One can vaguely see the exposed white spine and bright red internal organ fragments.

The flames were entangled around it, still burning the dead man's clothes and hair relentlessly.

The death of the two leaders caused the gang thugs, who had not yet reacted and were terrified by the crossbows in the soldiers' hands, to scatter like birds and beasts, running into the crowd and disappearing.

When following the leader, members can be fearless and brave.

Because they have to demonstrate their loyalty to the gang.

They had a presentiment that they would survive, and that survival would bring benefits.

For example: gang rewards, division of spoils.

But now the person they need to obey is dead.

Since they didn't see any possible benefits to be gained, they naturally had no intention of continuing the fight.

"do not move!"

The captain of the soldiers shouted softly.

The armored soldier's steel crossbow was immediately aimed at Ina, who stepped forward to pick up the jade white crossbow and used the water condensation technique to extinguish the flames of the corpse.

Ina turned her head and was obviously stunned.

Then, without standing up, he put the crossbow and sword back on the ground and slowly raised his hands...

At least this would show that she was willing to cooperate and follow instructions.

"Just like that, walk over here slowly."

"Go help that Blood Gang member stop the bleeding, and check on the other one. And whether "Flying Knife" Gore is alive, and take them to the barracks together later."

The captain of the soldiers instructed Ina with a serious look on his face, while giving orders to two of his soldiers.

He was just about to walk towards the white-haired girl alone.

"Captain Flynn."

The soldier shouted in a low voice.

Flynn was able to guess his men's concerns and committed crimes in front of patrolling soldiers, injuring and killing many people.

This is sufficient reason for the trial court to sentence him to death by hanging, and it is also sufficient reason to refuse investigation and arrest.

Of course, there is a lot of wiggle room here, especially in the current situation.

However, we must also be wary of the possibility that the other party may resist arrest or even behave irrationally.

At this moment, Yak, who had just finished bandaging the wound, also came over.

Due to the need to treat his wounds and the obstruction of two soldiers and members of the Blood Gang, he only knew a rough outline.

When he recognized Ina, his expression was full of surprise.

"Ms. Wester?!"

You just discovered it now...

Ina secretly complained in her heart, her face was no longer gloomy, and she greeted the other party with a smile:

"Hi, Mr. Ake, whom I just met."

"You know her, Ake?"

Flynn scratched his coarse, slightly curly hair and asked with a headache.

He had originally only intended to protect Yak and ensure his safe evacuation, but he had never expected that things would become so out of control.