A peerless killer possessing a cat girl assassin from another world

"It's faster than I expected. Good. Congratulations. You are halfway through the assessment."

Karen, who had already arranged delicious food at the market, crossed his legs and welcomed the people who had just crossed the Death Canyon and completed a large number of commissions.

"......half?"

Ristada asked.

"Yes, half."

"...Didn't you say that the assessment will be completed once we reach Freedum?"

"That's what I said, there's no change in plans."

"It's just a matter of crossing a small part of the desert... It shouldn't be that difficult..."

"Oh? Really? I never said that..."

"..."

"Nicole, help me..."

As Lisda spoke, she fell backwards.

......

"Eat first, and listen to me while you eat..."

Seeing that everyone was seated, Karen's expression became a little serious.

"First of all, there is the assessment. The original plan was to hike through the Death Canyon, hike through the Muchashar Desert, and then arrive at Freedum."

"But now there is a small problem..."

"The desert is in an abnormal state right now..."

"What's abnormal?"

Nell asked.

"I asked someone about it. An unprecedented sandstorm has swept across the entire desert. There seems to be some kind of strange phenomenon in the sandstorm. From the description, it's probably necromancy or something..."

"what?"

Everyone expressed extreme shock.

In their impression, the Muchashar area was the kind of area that they would never pay attention to, and nothing major had ever happened there that could reach their ears...

It was just a coincidence that when it was their turn to take the assessment, they encountered a major incident?

“So, the difficulty of crossing the desert is about the same as hiking through Death Canyon. Be mentally prepared.”

Karen ignored everyone's frowns and continued:

"The second thing... I have to tell you something. This time I am going to Freedum, I have a mission as the dean. Once you enter the city gate of Freedum, your assessment will be over and all of you will have passed. After that, you can move freely. Wu Yue is also in Freedum and has a good relationship with the dwarves there. You can go to the hotel branch of the academy to find them."

Well, that's good news...

However, Karen's words also aroused everyone's curiosity.

What kind of mission is worthy of Saint-level teacher Karen to take charge personally?

As the conversation went on, the topic returned to the desert itself.

"Teacher Karen, did the abnormality of the desert exceed your expectations?"

Ristada asked.

"A little bit... At least, I've never heard of a natural disaster in the desert of this scale. Most of the time, it's just a local famine."

"I used to have a friend who lived in the desert. She once told me about the miserable lives of desert people... She said that in the desert, 'a small disaster occurs every three years and a big disaster occurs every five years'. In almost every natural disaster, some tribes are directly or indirectly destroyed..."

Karen began to tell her some history of the desert people that Ophelia had revealed to her when they were chatting casually.

“How miserable…”

For a moment, Lista felt sympathetic.

Just because they were not born in the right place... they were all labeled as "criminals"...

"It's tragic, but there may be reasons behind such a tragedy."

As a dark elf, Karen has a say in this kind of "origin theory" and "racial discrimination". After all, this is why the dark elves fell apart...

But just like the "Night of Tears" between the elves and the dark elves, who can guarantee that the desert people do not have an unspeakable past?

"Why? Could it be that the desert people really have a curse that lasts for generations?"

"If you look at the results alone, it is indeed very likely."

But rather than people being cursed...Karen is more inclined to believe that the area of ​​Muchashar is cursed.

Legend has it that a long time ago, before the birth of the demons, Muchashar was once an inland sea, and once gave birth to a glorious sea civilization...

According to the information currently available at the academy, the race that established that civilization does not belong to any of the races that still exist today.

However, what exactly that race was and why its civilization was destroyed has long been unknown.

If there really is a curse, it is probably related to this civilization...

......

Freedham, the city gate.

"Wait a minute, what are you doing out of town?"

The fully armed dwarf soldiers stopped Elsa and the other two.

"...Mr. Dwarf, we are adventurers, leaving the city to fulfill a commission..."

Beatrice stepped forward to negotiate.

"prove."

The three of them took out the commission and adventurer badges, and the soldiers let them go.

"It's very dangerous outside the city now, be careful."

"Thanks......"

After thanking the soldiers, the three men left the city.

"The sandstorm has gotten much smaller..."

Beatrice said.

"Why don't I feel anything?"

Elsa thought she would eat a mouthful of sand, but she didn't expect that even in the sandstorm, it was no different from being in the city.

"Ah... this... is actually Ira's Divine Protection..."

Beatrice looked at Isabella.

"Protection from the Wind"

In fact, it is a very unpopular protection in the Knight class... There are very few scenarios where it can be used, and it is of no help in most battles...

But Isabella has always been open to learning skills. In fact, the number of protections of all sizes that she has mastered...if not three digits, I'm afraid there are dozens...

A large part of it is imposed on oneself all the time...

This is called "permanent protection"...

Many protections that seem useless to others can be brought to fruition by her.

It is precisely because of the various protections that exist on her body at all times that Isabella's mental strength and physical fitness have been trained over the years and have long surpassed the human level.

But Elsa didn't know this secret. She was just grateful that this taciturn older sister was "secretly" helping her.

Beatrice took out the commission and carefully looked at the location where the materials were to be collected.

"Um... northwest... Emlo Oasis... Miss Elsa, have you heard of this place?"

"...No...Sorry..."

"I see... It's okay, then we'll head northwest..."

For Beatrice, being able to go out of the city and experience the life of an adventurer was her first priority, followed by seeing if she could provide the best possible help to the adventurers along the way, and finally, whether she could complete this commission.

Focus on the process rather than the results.

As for Isabella, all she had to do was follow Beatrice, and she didn't care where they went.

Therefore, the final decision of the team still falls on Elsa.

It's really sweaty...

Elsa didn't know what to do, so she could only desperately recall her previous teammates, and remember what they did when they worked together with Wu Yue and Bai Ye... Then she tried her best to pretend to be experienced and command the other two.

Friedham behind him slowly disappeared in the wind and sand, and the surrounding scenery became almost the same sandy yellow color.

Beatrice, feeling a little bored, began to ask about Elsa.

"Miss Elsa shouldn't be a local, right? Where did she travel from?"

"Um... Dorok..."

"Dorok... I haven't been there, but I heard it's a nice place. I've looked at the map, and the Kingdom of Dorok, like the Papal States, is also by the sea, right?"

"Oh, yes, by the sea..."

This sea is really a sea...

The awkward conversation between the two continued, and Isabella on the side seemed to smell something unusual.

In the sandstorm not far away, in a place that ordinary people can't see, a few people are running towards this side in a panic...

There seemed to be a lot of evil things following behind him...

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