But this time, Costa met a master of swordsmanship, at least a master for Costa.

But Costa did not choose to escape, perhaps because he had never failed before and he did not want to leave such an experience in his criminal history.

That’s right, the bastard failed!

Or maybe it's because Costa is tired of this one-hit-kill life, and now he just wants to find an opponent who can give him some fun.

No matter what the reason was, Costa did not retreat.

Costa should have fled when Wals drew his sword; his dagger would have been ineffective in such an empty street.

But he is willing to fight Walls when he is at a disadvantage.

With his agility, he once again dodged Wals' attack, but he couldn't guarantee that he would survive the next attack.

But there will be a flaw when attacking, so he seized this flaw.

He stabbed out the dagger in his hand suddenly, and this time it just scratched the skin on Walls' waist, but of course it was just skin.

A minor injury.

When I succeed, I know I will succeed.

Costa shouted in his heart, he was a bandit who had never failed, how could he be defeated by a poor mercenary. Costa looked at the rusty sword in Wals's hand with contempt.

A poor fellow.

At this time, the baron couldn't help laughing and said:

"Haha, that's not an ordinary rusty sword, it's a special sword, more useful than my divine weapon, the Wolf King's Sword. Have you heard of tetanus?"

When he was thinking about this sentence in his mind, he didn't think about his past experiences. Wasn't he also a poor guy before?

If he is a rich man, why would he resort to crime and robbery?

"Guy on the opposite side, stop hiding." Walls said. He knew that it would be difficult for him to hit Costa, and he knew that only by provoking him could he slow him down.

But Costa doesn't buy into Wals's tactics!

He knew that his strength was his speed. If he didn't dodge Wals's attack, it would be impossible to withstand his attack by relying solely on brute force.

So Costa wisely chose not to pay attention to what Walsh said.

He still used his agility to dodge Wals' attacks as before.

Of course, he was not just dodging the attacks, he was also waiting for an opportunity, ready to give Wals a fatal blow when Wals revealed a flaw.

This is a move he hasn't used for a long time, and he must endure it in order to win.

But there are only a few chances, and it is very important to be able to kill Walls in one attack.

Because Costa found that he had little physical strength left, it was very difficult for him to dodge Wals' attacks many times.

He needs fast speed, and such strong explosive power requires a lot of physical strength, which is fatal for Costa who has poor endurance.

Either he dies or I die!

Costa roared in his heart, and then he suddenly stabbed out with a sword.

As long as I succeed, victory will be mine and I will be the winner.

But, unfortunately, he failed.

Just as Costa's dagger stabbed towards Wals' waist, something unexpected happened.

"How unexpected can it be?" The Baron was speechless.

[System prompt: Ah, I am really ashamed to be paired with you. I applied to enter the body of the Emperor of Chu, but you are too much of a pushover.]

"Have you been giving me too many comments lately? System?"

[System prompt: What, are you not convinced? ]

Wals took the lead and thrust out his sword, and then there was a sound of thunder.

Costa's dagger was bounced away, and there was a wound on his hand.

That was when the two weapons collided, and Walsh's sword not only deflected Costa's dagger, but also cut his hand.

This is because Wals is stronger. For Wals who uses a sword, his sword is bigger and heavier than Costa's dagger!

Not only that, his strength is even greater than Costa's, so Walls was able to cut the back of Costa's hand when fighting with Costa.

"No!" Costa screamed, and at this moment the strength in his hand weakened rapidly. In just a blink of an eye, Costa lost the dagger in his hand.

Costa was not a warrior who was not afraid of death, he was just a street gangster.

Now he felt that he had no chance to fight back. Apart from anything else, the dagger was no longer there. Now he could only run away in panic.

He covered his hand and took a big step back.

And it just so happened that Wals didn't seem to want to pursue the victory. He took back his sword and didn't take the next step. Now he opened his mouth and said, "Let's not fight anymore, let's talk."

"What are you talking about, you piece of crap..."

It was not Costa who spoke, but De La Serre.

[System prompt: Every time I'm about to get into the role, you interrupt! ]

However, Costa ignored Wales. Seeing that Wales did not take the next step, Costa did not continue to pester him.

He quickly took a few steps back, then turned around and disappeared into the night.

Costa had disappeared into the night, but Wals was bathing in the moonlight. Perhaps, the moon was celebrating Wals' victory.

In the moonlight, Walsh saw the dagger that Costa had lost in his hand, and his blood was still stuck on the dagger.

Wals could smell the bloody smell emanating from the dagger, although it was a very faint smell of blood. This weapon had only killed dozens of people.

If it is a weapon that has killed hundreds, thousands or even tens of thousands of people, then it will definitely have more than just a little bloody smell.

Judging from the material, this dagger is a good one. It is not used to cut gold or split blades, but to take people's lives directly.

A dagger is not suitable for head-on combat. It is used for assassination and sneak attacks, and the emphasis is on killing with one blow.

The reason why Costa was in close combat with Wals just now was because he was too arrogant and thought that Wals was just an insignificant mercenary.

This wrong judgment led to Costa's failure. Perhaps, this will become a lesson for Costa.

People grow, and as long as Costa is smart enough, he will be able to learn from this lesson.

As for why Walsh was willing to let Costa go instead of pursuing the victory, it was because Walsh wanted to recruit him, and now Walsh's troops were in urgent need of talents.

As for this assassination master, uh... let's just think of it this way.

"Can this be considered an assassination expert? I think he's so fat that he can't even fit into his invisible clothes..."

[System prompt: With all due respect, Baron, you yourself seem to be a 250-pound fat otaku, right?]

"If you don't tell me and I don't tell you, who will know? System, you are such a fool..." De Lassel began to rage in frustration.

In short, he was very necessary, so Walls wanted to pull him into his team, but Walls was a step slow and Costa left directly.

However, Walls didn't feel it was a pity not to recruit Costa.

After all, Costa is a bandit and a desperado, and he might cause more trouble in the team.

I'll find something better next time, Walls muttered to himself.

"I won't find anyone better next time because you're not a leading man like me." De La Serre muttered in his heart at the same time.

In the morning, Walsh's team set out for Wocheze.

The sunlight shines down like a veil, and in the distance, the woods and grass are like ink splashed on the ground.

However, Wals was not in the mood to appreciate the beautiful scenery. He was now riding on his horse and hurrying on his way.

Walls' expression changed very quickly, and at this time Owens was walking with Walls, Walls was riding a horse, and Owens was walking.

He looked at Walls, frowning at one moment, ecstatic the next, and now he felt as if a cold water was poured on him, feeling strange in his heart.

"Boss, what's wrong with you? Did you not get enough rest after such a big battle last night?" Owens asked with concern.

"What else can he do? He's having a seizure. Owens, you're too concerned about him..."

Whenever this happens, De La Serre always acts out, thinking that it is his own Owens who is taking care of others.

[System prompt: Don't think too much, you are always slandering others, hey. ]

What, I just don't like him!

"No, it's nothing, just a little skin breakage last night," Walls replied.

"No, you are in trouble. It's no wonder that you lost your life last night." The Baron answered to himself.

[System prompt: That’s enough! Shut up!]

Last night, Walls returned to the tavern quietly. In preparation for tomorrow's journey, Walls did not disturb Owens and others.

Anyway, Walls was only slightly injured, so it wasn't until the morning that Alleyn, Owens and others found out about it.

"If I were here, I would definitely kill that bandit." Airen ran forward and said.

"That's not necessarily true." Owens just didn't think highly of Aileyon, and their conflicts had not been resolved.

"What do you mean not sure? If a robber shows up now, I can chop him in half." Airen retorted.

"If a robber shows up, I can chop him in half." Owens waved the axe in his hand. It was the axe he used to chop wood, but it could also be used to kill people.

Seeing them fighting, Wals tried to find a solution to the problem. But at that moment, a group of robbers came out and blocked their way.

It's so funny. The best way to solve this problem is to actually try it out, right? De La Serre found this scene very interesting.

The Baron was also looking forward to seeing how skilled Aileyon was.