The assassin and his sword duel lasted for over a dozen rounds, neither giving an inch. As time passed, the swordsman grew increasingly impatient, disrupting his rhythm. In fact, before this, the swordsman's blade had always been unable to anticipate the assassin's "black blade" trajectory, preventing him from ever touching his enemy even slightly. It was as if the enemy had already figured out his sword's trajectory, moves, power, and all his tricks before he even made a move. It was because the assassin's shadowy figure always managed to evade his attacks that the swordsman felt inexplicably agitated.
Philsa, who was watching from the rooftop, also noticed this and was secretly amazed by the enemy's superb intuition, something that no ordinary assassin could possess.
Philsa also noticed the assassin's unusual weapon. This thing—which could be called a weapon for the time being—looked extraordinary. The swordsman's blade struck it with a series of dull thuds, suggesting it wasn't made of ordinary black steel, or at least not forged from common metal. From a distance, it resembled a slightly curved blade.
Before long, the swordsman impatiently unleashed a powerful and swift slash, but it only grazed the assassin's left shoulder. In the brief moment the attacker paused, the assassin's dark member swiftly slid down. As a result, the swordsman paid the price for this reckless attack, suffering a fatal blow to the back.
Although the swordsman was struck and fell to the ground, the offensive was not over. A gleaming, cold light and an explosive killing intent emanated from the blade not far from his head. It was the female knight's greatsword. Her insatiable rage made her act without hesitation, raising her sword to strike her enemy's weak point.
Seeing this, the assassin kicked away the swordsman who had fallen to the ground, using the momentum to dodge the falling blade. The heavy blow of the greatsword sent up pebbles and dust.
The swordsman immediately gripped his sword and stood up. His exceptionally resilient, high-grade adventurer's coat protected him from the blade's attack. However, the reason he wasn't seriously injured was actually because the assassin's blade was not sharpened.
The swordsman also realized this, and the confidence that had been overflowing from his heart gradually turned into panic. But when he thought of himself as a swordsman and also the vanguard captain of this team, he no longer had any thoughts of retreating.
"Magic Unleashed!"
The swordsman and the female knight simultaneously shouted the incantation to unleash their true power, signifying that their previous probing had now escalated into a real battle.
As if responding to their seriousness, the assassin raised the black weapon once more.
"He'll probably go all out this time too," Philsa thought to himself.
The assassin then brought the tips of his left index and middle fingers together and brushed them across the edge of the black knife, instantly revealing a chilling sharpness in its blunt blade.
"So that's a samurai sword!" Shirley exclaimed in realization, and then told Philsa about her discovery through the communicator.
The swordsman and the female knight charged forward side by side.
The assassin also picked up his newly sharpened black knife and fearlessly charged towards the pair of sharp blades.
This assassin not only possesses the immense power to suppress the two warriors, but also the courage and confidence to confront them head-on.
Having calculated an appropriate distance, the assassin halted his forward momentum with a horse stance and adopted a "wind-flow" stance, with his arm raised overhead, blade facing outward, and the tip pointing diagonally to the ground.
This defensive stance completely withstood the attacks from above and in front. He suddenly exerted force from his waist, taking a heavy step forward, a movement that gave the blade the power and momentum to push away the two men. He then spread his arms out, like a black swallow taking flight with one wing.
The assassin not only had to withstand the two's fierce attack, but also had to seize this opportunity to counterattack them. At this moment, the blade suddenly reversed, pointing towards the swordsman and the female knight.
Philsa and Sherry, who were standing on the rooftop constantly monitoring the situation below, both sensed the change in the wind's direction almost simultaneously. Then, their ears caught three closely overlapping sounds of air being cut.
In Philsa and Sherry's view, from the moment the blade rose to the moment it fell, from top to bottom, it all happened in an instant. But in that instant, three sharp arcs of light intersected, rising with the wind, returning against the wind, and stopping against the wind, disappearing in a flash.
The legendary technique of an ancient Japanese swordsman who cut down flying swallows in mid-air has been recreated. This time, however, it is two warriors who have been slain.
"Shirley... I'm asking you, is this the legendary 'Swallow Return'?"
"That's right..."
"Who...who exactly is this guy?" The current battle situation told Philsa that this guy's combat skills had completely exceeded his expectations. He was not only an assassin, but also an excellent warrior.
"...By the way, this technique does not require magic power; all it needs is the user's superb swordsmanship and the right timing to execute it."
The moonlight once again disappeared behind the dark clouds, and the assassin was once again shrouded in an indistinct gloom. He lowered his black sword, let out a long breath, and looked down at the two heavily wounded warriors lying on the ground. After a moment, he turned and walked towards the entrance of the Adventurers' Guild.
"Felsa, what should we do? Should we intervene?" Sherry's voice, coming through the earring, was clearly anxious.
"Don't be afraid, Seris is nearby! He won't let the enemy succeed!"
As the assassin took his first step toward the guild, a flash of light pierced his vision, and a black gun with its barbs sticking out of the ground blocked his path.
Suddenly, the guild's doors opened. Light from inside shone onto the street. Then, "Dragon Knight" Seris, another warrior, emerged from the guild and appeared on the battlefield.
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