Pirate King: Unparalleled<

After Ibami got out of Earl Yorick's carriage, he returned to the royal capital again and found a house casually. Without alerting the owner of the house, Ibami relaxed like this. Sliding in, he found a dark place and sat down gently, then closed his eyes to recharge his batteries.

As time passed, the royal capital slowly came to night. Ibami, who was hiding in a private house, suddenly opened his penetrating, bloodshot eyes, and he gently took off his clothes. Revealing his all-black side, he quickly put on the all-black side inside out and left the house.

Under the cover of night, Ibami dodged patrols one after another, and arrived near the palace about half an hour later. He groped along the wall quietly, and Ibami came not long after. We arrived at a place, which was the back garden of the palace, where Frey used to practice his sword. Behind this place was a cliff. It was also the only place marked on the sheepskin map given by Earl Yorick that there was no hidden sentry.

Perhaps in the eyes of the person who arranged the secret sentry, the back garden of the palace is a cliff, and ordinary people have no way to get in, so he gave up the idea of ​​​​setting the secret sentry here.

But Ibami is not an ordinary person. For him, the cliffs that are insurmountable in the eyes of ordinary people are as simple as climbing over a low earth wall.

Ibami gently came to the cliff under the back garden. He spotted a few protruding rocks on the cliff and suddenly jumped forward, hanging steadily like a dexterous ape. On the cliff, like a gecko, he started working with his hands and feet left and right, and climbed up to the wall of the back garden in three strokes.

Ibami stuck his head out and observed the situation in the garden. Then he slowly slipped down from the courtyard wall without making a sound during the whole process. After reaching the ground, he quickly got into a place. In the flower garden, he lurked quietly and slowly found a dark place to hide.

After a while, Ibami found nothing unusual around him. He took out the whistle that Count Yorick had given him, put it to his mouth, blew it gently, and blew three times. The long and short sounds were as weak as the chirping of insects. This was because Ibami, as a top assassin, had very sensitive six senses. Others would not be able to hear this faint sound at all.

After Ibami finished blowing the whistle, he lurked patiently in the shadows, motionless, closing his eyes to rest and conserve his energy. He was not at all anxious because he did not get any reply.

After about ten minutes, Ibami heard dense footsteps in the distance slowly walking in his direction. He opened his eyes gently and moved aside under the protection of the shadow. The branches and leaves in front of him secretly observed the team getting closer and closer to his position.

This is a patrol team of ten people. The leader is a sturdy bald man with a standard long sword on his waist. This team came to the place where Ibami was hiding more than ten meters away and stopped. The strong man in the lead might be a little nervous. Under the light of the fire on the wall, you can clearly see drops of sweat flowing down his round and shining bald head.

The bald man ordered the guards to stand by, and then one man stepped forward and looked around, as if looking for something. After Ibami was sure that this was the person he was looking for, he slowly emerged from the shadows. He came out, then quietly came to the back of the bald man, and gently patted his shoulder with his hand.

"Who"

The bald man was frightened by the sudden slap. After a soft drink, he quickly turned around, placed his right hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist, and was about to pull it out with a sudden force on his hand.

Ibami saw the bald man's movements. He stretched out his slender right hand faster than the bald man and pressed it against the bald man's thick right hand that was about to draw the sword, making him unable to move.

At this time, the hair on the bald man's body stood on end, and sweat was flowing down like a waterfall. When he wanted to pull out the sword, he found a slender palm pressing against his right hand that was holding the hilt of the sword and trying to pull it out. No matter how hard I try, I can't pull it out, and the slender palm on it won't move at all.

At the same time, he also found a dagger engraved with strange patterns appearing next to his neck. The dagger emitted a faint cold light under the light, which made his throat squirm uncontrollably. He swallowed a little saliva and resisted at the same time. Holding the hand that wanted to draw the knife, he slowly released it.

"shush"

Ibami put the index finger of his right hand in front of his mouth after letting go of the bald man to pull out his sword, and made a silent gesture to the bald man.

Ibami said softly in his magnetic voice: "I am sent by Earl Yorick. My name is Ibami. Don't panic or make any noise. Understand me." If you mean it, just nod gently.

The bald man heard the soft voice of the seemingly thin, but actually extremely powerful man in front of him, and he nodded vigorously.

As he nodded, the dagger pressed against his neck slowly released, and then disappeared without a trace.

When the dagger completely left the bald man's neck, he seemed to be deflated and sat down on the ground, breathing heavily.

Ibami just stared at him condescendingly without urging him.

After a long time, the bald man regained his composure, and then quickly got up from the ground. He patted the dust on his body, turned to Ibami and asked cautiously: "Are you from Lord Yorick's faction?" Assassin coming"

Ibami nodded calmly with an expressionless face.

After receiving Ibami's response, the bald man quickly replied: "My name is Sean, and I am the captain of this patrol team. The people in this team are all close associates installed by the Earl. Please feel free to rest assured."

After Sean finished speaking, he took out a neatly folded guard uniform from his arms and handed it to Ibami in front of him. He said softly: "Please put on this uniform for the next step." work".

Ibami didn't hesitate. He took the uniform from Sean's hand and quickly put it on. He looked at Sean and ordered: "Take me to the king's palace immediately."

Sean did not hesitate after hearing Ibami's order. He took Ibami directly to the guards waiting on the spot. The guards were not surprised at all when they saw Ibami's arrival. One by one, Their eyes were filled with the will to die, and everyone's body exuded the determination to risk their lives.

Sean reorganized the team, then inserted Ibami into the team, and then took the lead and strode towards Frey's dormitory.

At this time, at the other end of the palace, Harold was slowly walking towards the study room of the palace under the leadership of his servants. Harold had just purchased all the materials Frey needed from other cities and came back to take a sip. After the water, he immediately came to the palace non-stop. He wanted to report to Frey immediately the harvest of his trip.

Harold was walking forward under the leadership of his servants, when a patrol from the palace came in front of him, and the two teams passed each other head-on.

"Harold suddenly felt something was wrong."

"Wait a moment".

"Harold turned around and looked at the leaving team in front and said."

After hearing Harold's order, the patrolling team suddenly stopped. The leading captain turned around and came to Harold, looked at him with a charming smile and said: "Your distinguished Earl, I am The leader of this patrol team, my name is Sean, what are your orders?"

Harold ignored Sean's words and walked straight to the patrol team. After everyone looked at them carefully, he finally came to Ibami.

Harold looked at Ibami carefully. Ibami did not show any flaws under Harold's gaze. He turned around and saluted Harold and said with a smile: "Your Excellency, Lord Earl." , is there anything you need me to do?"

After hearing the patrol member's humble question, Harold frowned and asked: "Guard, please tell me why you don't wear the patrol's special saber, but put a dagger on your waist."

Hearing Harold's question, Ibami did not hesitate at all. He drew out the dagger from his waist at an extremely fast speed, and then stabbed Harold in the neck with all his strength.

Harold, who was on guard for a long time, was not stabbed by the man in front of him. He suddenly took a few steps back, casually pulled out the sword from his waist, and shouted angrily: "There is an assassin, hurry up!"

Before Harold could finish his words, he was fighting with Ibami who pounced on him again.

After the servant who led the way in front of Harold heard the assassin call from Harold's mouth, he just wanted to run away and call the guards. Unexpectedly, as soon as he took the first step with his right foot, he Feeling a chill in his chest, he lowered his head and looked down. A snow-white sword tip appeared outside his chest, and then he fell straight down without any consciousness in his mind.

Bald Sean pulled out his sword from the servant's body with a ferocious expression, and he suddenly roared: "Brothers, we have been exposed, kill this damn fat man in front of you, fight quickly, and then follow me Go to the palace and kill the king and evacuate quickly. After killing the king, we will be rewarded by His Majesty King Yorick."

"Fiefs and titles are all available, let's kill them."

Harold looked at the rebel guards rushing in front of him and the unknown powerful assassin in front of him, fighting fiercely with Ibami and the guards of the desperate patrol in the narrow passage. With the narrow passage, The opponent was unable to take advantage of his numerical advantage, so he fought and retreated without panicking at all.

Ibami was very shocked in his heart. He couldn't figure it out. He thought he was a fat man who had been drained by alcohol and sex, but his martial arts skills were so strong. This fat man was fighting fiercely with them in the narrow passage. Not only did they not show any disadvantage during the siege of two or three people, but they even vaguely gained an advantage by virtue of the geographical location.

Harold was not as relaxed as Ibami thought at this time. With red eyes, he kept facing the swords stabbing him from all directions, thinking anxiously that reinforcements should be arriving soon after fighting for so long.

At this moment, Harold stopped waving the sword in his hand, spat out a mouthful of bright red blood, and stared blankly at the small dagger that came out of his chest. The dagger suddenly was pulled out of his chest, and then Harold fell straight down behind him.

Harold fell to the ground with blood pouring out of his mouth. He took a hard look at the face of the man who stabbed him in the chest.

Harrow was a little confused, because the man who attacked and stabbed him looked exactly like the assassin he had fought with before. The only difference was that the assassin he fought with was wearing a patrol uniform, and this one was wearing a patrol uniform. The person who attacked him was wearing black clothes.

The assassin dressed in black walked around Harold's body and came to Ibami. He frowned and asked, "Damn, how could you be so careless and let this damn fat man discover the flaw?"

Ibami, who was wearing a guard uniform, smiled cruelly at the man in black: "Hey, hey, brother, I don't know how this damn fat man found me, but it doesn't matter, the guards in the palace haven't reacted yet. , Let’s head to the king’s palace now, we should still have a chance.”

When Harold heard the assassin's words, he spat out a mouthful of blood and taunted loudly: "You losers have no chance. Although the guards may not have reacted yet, His Majesty the King, he is now Not in the bedroom, hahaha"

"Harold laughed wildly and proudly."

"what"

Harold let out a howl of agony.

Ibami gently pulled out the dagger from Harold's thigh, put the bloody side next to his tongue, licked it, and said cruelly: "Damn fat man, you are very proud, right? Since the assassination Without the king, I will not return empty-handed today. I will use you to operate tonight."

"Ibami" dressed in black frowned and said: "Hurry up, don't waste time, the guards are almost here now."

Ibami put the knife on Harold's face and floated it around. He said ferociously: "Don't worry, brother, soon, give me a minute. I will let this damn person die in this short minute." The fat man knows what life is worse than death."

Harold didn't have any fear. He spat a mouthful of blood on Ibami's face and said sarcastically: "Come on, you sewer bug. If I frown today, I will be a son of a bitch." of".

Harold looked at him without fear. He just watched the assassin in front of him stabbing his crotch with the dagger. He closed his eyes and couldn't bear to look anymore. He thought to himself, it's over, I'm not afraid of death. Death, but I don’t want to be a eunuch after death.

"Today I will make you regret being born into this world."

Ibami looked at Harold and smiled ferociously.

"cluck"

"Really? That's not necessarily the case."

Harold closed his eyes and waited silently for the moment when the dagger struck. He heard a woman's voice. The voice was so magnetic and charming, and then he fainted gorgeously.