I like traveling the most

After dealing with the Kingdom Inspector, Lin quickly searched the entire floor.

According to what the pig said before dying, it is not difficult to guess that the eight-fingered cadres who stayed here are probably six-armed, and they are a group of relatively powerful people.

It is of no use to Lin and Sebastian, but it is a strong enemy to Clem.

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So in order to avoid the latter, he kept moving towards the secret passage and searching the room at a fast speed.

However——

"Okay, this is the third one."

Clem moved the knocked-out man aside.

He had been waiting for three villains at the exit of this secret passage, and at the same time, he followed what Lin said and did not kill the escaped people.

It was just that he felt that he had no sense of participation just by staying here, and he didn't know what was going on inside, so he had the idea of ​​going in.

What should I do, should I go in?

But I am a warrior, and it is not easy to perform in a narrow room. If I encounter an enemy... I can't think too much! If I delay here, Master Lin and Mr. Sebas may be in danger!

Based on this concern and sense of mission, Clem intends to go in to help.

Of course, he will not rush in like a headless fly. At least he should complete the task assigned to him.

Since it is the only exit of the secret passage, it means that everyone else has to escape from here. No matter which secret passage they take, they will eventually return to this one. Just like the reverse answer, you will always encounter enemies along the secret passage.

Clem walked into the secret passage quickly and quietly.

It is called a secret passage, but it is actually a series of rooms connected. Each room has two doors, and the doors continue to lead inside.

And just when he wanted to open the first door, he heard messy footsteps from inside.

It was someone who escaped.

He just wanted to hide behind the door to sneak attack the enemy, but he didn't expect the enemy to run much faster than him. Before he could hide behind the door, the door was opened.

The two were face to face.

"Ah! Who are you!"

The fleeing man reacted with a stress reaction and hurriedly stabbed Clem with a dagger, but Clem easily deflected it with his sword. Then he raised his sword high and chopped it down from the top.

The man tried to block with his dagger, but the dagger was no match for Clem's heavy blow with his whole body weight. The opponent's sword was deflected, and Clem's blade chopped into the man's shoulder socket and passed through his throat.

The man was facing death, his body spasmed, and he fell to the ground with a painful groan. He didn't expect that there was so much blood in the human body, and it flowed all over the ground.

Clem's face was a little ugly.

Unlike waiting outside, he couldn't hold back just now. Although it was normal for such a development in a life-and-death situation, Clem still had some grudges.

There was no time to mourn the death of the enemy. He had more important tasks.

Continue to move forward to the room in front.

After passing through several more rooms, he came to an open hall. The space here was very large, and of course there were many doors. Clem opened the doors one by one to check, and found that the open hall here seemed to be the intersection of paths that led in all directions.

Then he did not continue to move forward blindly, but stopped to look around the quiet open hall.

First, check around to make sure that there was no one behind the wooden box, or if there was a secret passage. Although it was only a soldier-level search, he thought there should be no hidden doors or anything.

Then check a large number of wooden boxes.

Clem hoped to obtain information about other facilities in the Eight Fingers. It would be even better if he could find smuggled or illegal goods. Of course, the detailed search must wait until this place is completely occupied before it can be carried out, but before that, he should still search as much as possible within his ability.

Then he found a variety of clothes from the nearest wooden box. From Guantouyi to the gorgeous clothes that the daughters of nobles would wear, there is everything.

"What are these? Is there something hidden under the clothes... It doesn't seem to be... spare clothes? There are also clothes similar to work clothes. Is this a maid costume? What are these for?"

The innocent boy didn't understand the beauty of role-playing, and naturally didn't understand the purpose of collecting these clothes.

Suddenly, there was a loud snapping sound in the house.

Clem was startled. He was sure that there was no one in the room.

In fact, it was true. There was no one in the room. The sound came from a large box about 2 meters high a little further away from him. One side of the box was close to the wall, and the wooden board on the opposite side had been opened.

The inside of the box was exposed to the outside. There was no one or anything inside, only two men. Deep in the box was a passage, and a hole was opened in the wall where it should have been.

Sure enough, there was a hidden secret passage, and it was connected to the wooden box.

Clem was completely stunned.

At this time, the men walked out of the box together. One of the men looked very similar to a certain person described by Lin. The man's name was Sand Dune Tron. He was the biggest obstacle in this offensive operation and the number one person he wanted to capture the most.

He is a member of the Six Arms, and his strength is enough to rival that of an adamantium-class adventurer. Climb has no chance of winning.

The man held the unsheathed blade in one hand, narrowed his eyes and said, "We have already learned of the invasion through the alarm, and we have deliberately taken a secret passage to avoid running into them... I think we should build another secret passage."

"What's the point of saying this now?" The sissy behind him said in a sharp voice. When he saw Clem, he was stunned for a moment and said, "Oh, I seem to have seen that boy somewhere."

"In this case, if you tell me that you slept with that boy, don't blame me for getting angry."

"Hate it, how could it be possible. ... I remember that it was the subordinate of the bitch I hate the most in the world."

"The subordinate of the princess?"

Sudron looked at every corner of Clem from head to toe. The man behind him showed a disgusting lustful look, but Sudron's eyes were looking at Clem's strength as a warrior, or judging whether he could swallow the prey in one bite like a venomous snake.

The man behind him licked his lips with his tongue and asked Sudron, "I want to take this kid with me, how about it?"

This sentence made Clem's back hairy and his buttocks itchy.

This guy is actually a homosexual? !

"You'll have to pay extra."

Ignoring Clem's inner shout, Sandytron turned to him. His posture was flawless to begin with, and now it felt more like he was facing an indestructible wall.

Sandytron suddenly took a step forward, and the pressure from the oncoming made Clem take a step back.

A battle with a huge disparity in power usually doesn't take too long, but Clem had to start this difficult task.

It's impossible to defeat the enemy, but it shouldn't be a problem to keep him. As long as he maintains a defensive posture and concentrates on resisting the attack, he should be able to buy time for one of the adults to arrive.

But before that...

Clem took a deep breath and shouted at the top of his voice: "Please come and save me--!"

That shout almost made him exhale all the air accumulated in his lungs.

Winning a single fight is not a victory, but capturing these people and preventing them from escaping is a victory. On the other hand, if this person who is likely to have most of the information escapes, it will be a complete loss.

In that case, why hesitate to ask for help loudly?

At the same time, he began to feel fortunate.

Fortunately, I went into the secret passage first. If I had waited outside, I would definitely not have been able to stop them.

Sand Dunetron's face turned fierce.

"It seems that it is a bit difficult to take this guy away. I have to get rid of him before the reinforcements arrive."

"Why is this! Don't you have six arms? Can't you even knock out such a little kid? Isn't it unworthy of the name of the phantom demon?"

"That's embarrassing. Okay, I will try my best, but the previous condition is that you can escape smoothly."

Clem didn't dare to relax.

He carefully thought about the origin of the man's nickname. After all, if it was a nickname, it would not be a name that was too far away from the original ability. In this case, as long as he found out the reason, he could master part of the opponent's ability... This was what he learned from Lin.

It was just a pity that he couldn't see any clues from the opponent's appearance or equipment.

Clem knew that the situation was not favorable for him, but he still roared to encourage himself: "I will defend this door. As long as I am still alive, you will not be able to escape from here!"

"Whether you can do it or not will be known soon. When I knock you to the ground and you show your ugly face, you will know." Sandy Tron slowly raised his sword and took a stance.

Huh?

Clem didn't know if his eyes were blurry, but he found that the shape of the sword was swaying, but before he could take a closer look, the abnormal phenomenon quickly disappeared.

Is it some kind of martial arts?

The reason why the opponent is called a phantom demon must be here. This means that the opponent has launched some kind of power and then raised the alert level.

Sandy Tron stepped into the attack range and swung his sword.

That action really didn't seem to be able to match that of an adamantium-level adventurer, and it was even a little worse than Clem. He followed the trajectory of the sword swing and raised his sword to defend himself - he suddenly felt a chill and jumped away. But the next second, a sharp pain occurred on the side of his torso, and he was almost knocked out suddenly.

"Ugh!"

Clem stepped back with a chaotic sound and hit the wall.

But he didn't have time to think about what happened. Sukhotron was approaching. He swung his sword as before. Clem raised his sword to protect his head and somersaulted to the left to escape. His right arm felt severe pain. After a rapid roll, he swung the sword behind him without even looking.

The blade only hit the air.

Clem covered his injured shoulder and didn't stare at Sukhotron who wanted to open the door, but looked at the other man in the room.

This action made Sukhotron hesitate.

He should have judged that if he wanted to escape safely, he had to get rid of Clem here, of course, the premise was that he didn't know the situation outside. If he knew, he would have opened the door and escaped.

Excellent psychological warfare.

If it wasn't inappropriate, the priest hiding in the corner would really like to applaud the smart guard.

In fact, Lin had arrived a long time ago.

And he was following Sukhotron and the others, that is, before Clem met them.

It's just that Lin didn't make a move.

Clem came here to test his learning results. As his teacher, friend, comrade-in-arms, and out of the self-esteem of a warrior, he had no intention of snatching the prey.

And Dunetron was a very suitable opponent.

After all, even if he had six arms, he was the weakest one. He looked powerful purely because he mixed illusions with his swordsmanship and used small tricks. His strength was not up to par.

Climb also noticed this very quickly. He initially thought it was a six-light combo with Gazef—a two-hit combo that could attack six times in an instant, but the speed of the first hit of Sandytron's move was ordinary, and only the speed of the second hit was weirdly fast, which was too uncoordinated.

Then, Climb approached the distance and swung his sword downwards, but was bounced back as expected. He suppressed the incoming force and slashed down again, a fast two-hit combo. The moment the sword rebounded, he felt something strange. He felt that the attack was bounced back before it hit the sword in front of him.

——The right hand itself is an illusion!

In other words, the sword that was thought to be blocked was actually an illusion, and it was the invisible sword that hit the body.

Sandytron admitted his hidden trick.

"Since the ability is divided into two professions, judging from the warrior alone, I may not be as good as you, but... multiple afterimages."

As soon as the voice fell, Sandytron's body split into several. Everyone would think that the one in the middle is the real one, but no one can guarantee that it is the case.

We can’t give them time to delay!

Clem realized this and rushed over quickly.

It was funny to say that it was Clem who wanted to delay, but now it was the enemy who wanted to delay.

Clever Clem used a slash to get rid of the afterimage as soon as possible, but he swung his sword as if to sweep everything away, only hitting one person and the blade passed through the opponent’s body without any resistance.

“—— I guessed wrong.”

Hearing the obvious murderous aura, Clem subconsciously rolled forward and dodged the fatal blow from behind, but at the same time he was slashed near his throat, blood gushed out, bringing a disgusting feeling of soaking his clothes.

This is not good.

Clem realized this and gathered all his senses in his ears while pulling away. The only thing he should hear now is the sound of the man in front of him.

—— That’s it!

That was definitely not the sound of the sword raised to chop. There was a subtle sound of wind cutting in the empty space in front of him, coming towards Clem’s face, and it was right in the middle.

Clem hurriedly turned his head, and along with the heat generated in his cheeks, he felt a pain as if his skin and flesh were being torn apart. Hot liquid flowed from his cheeks and flowed along his neck.

"Half!"

Clem spat out blood and bet everything on this attack. He held the hilt tightly with both hands, exerted his greatest strength, raised the sword to the upper part, twisted his legs, waist, abdomen, torso, and arms into a force and swung it hard.

All into one, all with one!

- The sword of a mortal!

Blood spurted out.

With the touch of cutting through a hard object, blood spurted out like a fountain. This time, it seemed that the main attack hit the vital point, and Dunetron fell heavily to the floor.

Clem couldn't believe that he could defeat a man who could compete with an adamantium-level adventurer, but he was indeed lying on the ground, and this was an indisputable fact.

"You have won."

"I'm sorry, I can't let you win."

The flag that had just been erected was pierced, and Clem's abdomen was also pierced. His body lost strength as if a line was broken, and his vision went completely black in an instant. When he came to his senses, he had already fallen to the floor.

He desperately looked up, and saw the unharmed Dunetron standing there, and at the same time, he moved his fingers to draw a straight line on his chest. That should be the trajectory of Clem's sword.

"Fake death. This is an illusion after being injured. It hurts just now. You must think you gave me a fatal blow, right?"

"Hu, hu, hu..."

Clem panted rapidly and heavily, feeling the blood flowing out of his abdomen, soaking his chainmail shirt and clothes.

——Will die.

Once he loses consciousness, he will definitely die.

However, even if he maintains consciousness, death is only a matter of time, and the opponent is likely to give him the final blow.

Fighting a man who is comparable to an adamantium-level adventurer is already considered a heroic and good fighter, and he has done a good job.

I, I...

"Well done, Clem."

When Clem was fuzzy, a familiar voice sounded beside his ear.

"Leave it to me next."

——Please, Master Lin.

The boy, who had completed the delaying task, fainted peacefully.

I forgot to add the buff. Climb, who had not overcome the fear of death, seemed unable to surpass his limit. I will add the patch later.