"However, we must also be careful that those people in the alliance don't abandon me."
Thun didn't completely trust the other contestants either, and secretly kept a watchful eye on them, adding a specially made poison to the arrows.
OK
Even if they were to give up their own lives to vent the king's anger, he would now have leverage.
"Phew... Now's the time. You only have one chance."
As his heartbeat gradually slowed, Thun calmed down just as he was about to succeed.
As a Tier 3 assassin proficient in various bows and crossbows, Thun had long since completed the tuning of his powerful hand crossbow.
This crossbow has limited capabilities; even with skill, it can only fire a maximum of three shots, and the number of poison-adapted arrows is also limited to three.
It doesn't matter whether the person who provided the poison was wary of others or genuinely could only produce this much.
You only get one chance.
That's fine; it's not like we're dealing with a killer who gets caught and has to fight head-on.
He was an assassin; if he failed in his attack, he would flee thousands of miles away – that was their style.
Card.
The study door was gently pushed open a crack, and Thun, who was completely focused, pulled the trigger just before his presence was revealed!
Bang bang bang.
Three arrows flew rapidly along the same trajectory. Even if you dodged or blocked the first one, you would still be stabbed by the arrows that followed.
very good!
Thun was very satisfied with the amazing state he had shown. Even when he was at the second tier, his immature skills could not have achieved the same effect.
"who!?"
who?
It's Thun Gales, the one who will take your life!
Thun smiled, intending to retreat and wait for the king to recover from the poison before showing his antidote.
but……
The unfolding scene before him exceeded his expectations.
Card.
The arrow fired from the powerful crossbow was inexplicably broken in his hand.
Thun: !
?
Kaka.
The series of cracking sounds were like a death knell, causing Thun's expression to change drastically. He quickly jumped backward.
But before he could fire another crossbow bolt, his vision suddenly went dark as a tall figure blocked Thun's view.
How could it be so fast!?
impossible!
At the same time, extreme fear descended upon Thun, and uncontrollably, he blurted out in a panic:
"I... cough!"
I have the antidote!
Thun wanted to shout that, but his voice was destined to go unheard.
A pair of blood-stained hands gripped Thun's neck mercilessly like iron clamps!
Then, without hesitation, the large hand exerted force!
Card!
What Thun saw last...
It was a pair of eyes burning with the flames of anger.
In that instant, Thun suddenly thought of the question he had been pondering earlier:
Why are there so few guards?
"...So that's because the king doesn't need protection at all."
...
...
"What kind of person is the King?"
Startled by the somewhat strange question, the innkeeper, while expertly counting the copper coins spread out on the table, replied without hesitation:
"You mean the king? Our king, the great King Leinhard II, is the most powerful warrior in our kingdom!"
Sweeping aside the obviously excessive amount of copper coins, the shopkeeper suddenly tapped the counter and chanted in a singing tone:
"He is the most benevolent king and the most powerful warrior!"
"He is unmatched! Ten men couldn't defeat him in terms of strength!"
"He is a hero who fought his way out of the enemy ranks, a born king!"
"He is the true chosen one of God!"
"He is..."
Gazing intently at the three travelers—two men and one woman—standing before the counter, about to check in, the innkeeper said softly:
"King of Heroes!"
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