Translator: Wuxia Dog Editor: Wuxia Dog
Two meters… one meter… half a meter… The woman stopped her footsteps. But just when she raised her dagger, her face was scratched heavily by something. Then several creatures surrounded by spooky atmosphere pounced on her. She was greatly frightened and stabbed her dagger out desperately.
Just then,Han Jin got down on one knee and dodged the coming dagger. Both his hands gripped the hilt of his sword andthrust it backward to the woman’s chest.
“Ah…” The woman let out a mournful cry.
Han Jin was right. She was well-maintained. She must live a very comfortable and privileged life all the time, which benumbed her reaction, though she still acted very quickly. Hard exercise improves one’s skill, and viceversa.
Even Han Jin hadn’t expected that he could dodge her attack and give her a back strike so easily. He was shocked. The woman fell down forward and leaned on the back of Han Jin.
But suddenly, perhaps she returned to consciousness before death or recalled her son being murdered. She regained her strength and grabbed the hair of Han Jin with right hand and stabbed her dagger to his face.
The sound of wind caused by the quick moving of dagger warned Han Jin the danger. He reached out his left hand and grabbed her wrist firmly. However, her strength was out of his expectation. The dagger wobbled several centimeters awayin front of his face and fell into a stalemate. Wisps of hair was dragged down from Han Jin’s head. But he had no time nor energy to care about his hair or try to prevent the woman. Being a baldhead was better than turning into a hornet’s nest.
Han Jin clenched his teeth. His right hand wielded the sword randomly to aggravate the injury of the woman, while the five ghosts were still making violent attacks without stop. Han Jin could feel his body became wetter and wetter. It must had been dyed red by her blood.While the ghosts were attacking,some unknown liquid splattered on his face. The woman sounded more and more painful, weaker and weaker.
Not long later, her strength was run out and the dagger in her hand was graduallypushed aside by Han Jin. With a hard twist of hand, Han Jin threw the woman off from his back, and darted away a long distance immediately beforehe stabled himself and leaned against the tunnel wall. Then he openedhis hand. Acloud of mild and white light raised from his palm, illuminating the tunnel into bright.
Having studied magic from Cessacioun for several days, Han Jin now excelled in making small fire balls and the Art of Illumination. As long as he had fire elements, he could release such magicat any time.
The five ghosts kept striking at the woman, despite that she had lost her consciousness. Her body was now covered over by her blood, as if she had just climbed out from a blood pool. Han Jin took a look at himself and made a bitter smile. He looked no better than her.
At this time, some voices came to him faintly. He controlled the ghosts to stop and float in midair.
“Madam…”
“Madam, wait…”
The voice was coming to this direction. Han Jin hid himself at a corner and waited in silence. Not long after, some people occurred in this tunnel. The man standing in front of them was a magician, who was actually floating in midair instead of standing there, a light ball was held in his hand, which was very bright and illuminated the tunnel into bright daylight. Some soldiers in heavy armors followed behind him. The armors looked luxurious in bright yellow and were engraved with lots of mysterious patterns.
“It was …”They were all frozen with astonishment after they turned into the tunnel and saw the body lying on the ground as well as the ghosts floating in the air.
Han Jin had waited for a long time. Suddenly he raised his hand and threw out a charm of fire. Around-shield-sized fire ballappeared out of nowhere and pierced through the sky at lightning speed along with a harsh zing, and hit accurately on the headmost magician.
Boom! The magician was knocked upside down and hit a soldier behind him. Han Jin jumped out and was going to throw the wooden army calling charm in his hand. He was not that kind of person who would let an underdog go. But the next moment, he was stunned. The magician opposite to him was unscathed and showed a sinister smile.
Asa responsive person, Han Jin drew back the wooden army calling charm into his space ring instantly and collided against the tunnel wall. Astreak of great thunder light followed him and exploded in the place where he disappeared. Loud noise resounded in the tunnel and transmitted out a long distance. But Han Jin would not hear it any more.
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Numerous small grains of snow were drifting down profusely and disorderly like white sandstorm across the heaven and the earth. Moxinke shrunk his neck. The snow grains hurt him when they hit his face. How annoying the weather was! Even if the snow fell down in flakes, it would be much better than the grains. Releasing strength of fighting to resist the coldness was somewhat melodramatic. Who knew what the others would think of him if he really did this. Thus, he had to endure it.
They had kept running for over dozens of kilometers the day they got escaped. After a short rest, Sunier continued to ride her horse forward, while the others climbed over a large mountain and settled down in a small village. The next day, Sunier came back to meet them. Then they had a long and intense discussion on what to do next. Finally, theyagreed to stay here, waiting for Han Jin.
In fact, they all knew that the chance of Han Jin to remainalive was very small. But both Moxinke and Steelberg insisted on staying here. What they thought was simple but firmly. If Han Jin was still alive, they should find him, and if he had died, they must see his corpse!
The problem was that even if Han Jin was still alive, they had no idea where he would go. So they figured out a way, a stupid way, that was, let Moxinke and Sunier to wait at the roadside everyday by turns.
A few days later, they finally got a news. It was said that lots of knights from the Holy Crown City occurred in the boundary of Beitman, searching for something day and night, andeven had some small-scale conflicts with the troops from Beitman.
This news inspired them all. Troops from Holy Crown city should invade into the territory of Beitman regardless of the consequence of diplomatic confrontation! They knew Han Jin might have escaped too! Moxinke run to the roadside as soon as he got the news and drew a row of letters on a large tree. It read: Have you eaten today? Buthe felt this sentence was too obscure after a second thought, so he changed it into: Can you eat a whole Bear of Earth?
SurelyHan Jin can understand this. If he saw it, he would know they were living nearby. Moxinle explained.
But as time went by, their sense of loss became stronger and stronger. If Han Jin was really still alive, he would have come to meet them now. However, no matter how disappointed they were, Moxinke and Sunier still insisted on waiting at roadside every day, they would continue to do so at least till the next spring. With regard of friendship, they must take responsibility for their friend, at least, be responsible for themselves as well.
