Translator: Wuxia Dog Editor: Wuxia Dog
They whipped the horses and disappeared in the dusk.”Can you let Lord Mario go now?” The middle-aged knight asked in a slow tone after waiting for a moment patiently.
“Get down from your horses.” Han Jin smiled without direct reply to him.
The middle-aged knight inhaled a long breath and made a gesture. All the knights dismounted.
“Now, kill your horses.” Han Jin added.
“You …” a sharp cold light reflected from the man’s eyes.
The knife in Han Jin’s hand, which was from Sunier but had been sharpened by him, was made an agile whirl and stopped closely in front of the eye of the hostage. Its keen point was only several millimeters away from the hostage’s eyeball. Asingle blink of the hostage would cause some of his eyelashes to touch the point, making both him and his rescuers shudder with fear. Pain tortured him, but he dared not to move or shout, nor to have a look at the place which his pain was from and what had dropped down. He sat motionlessly, like a statue.
Han Jin’s hand was very firm, as if it had been frozen in the air. “I am a straightforward person and I don’t like to repeat my words.”
The middle-aged knight made a stuffyhum. He raised his long sword and stabbed it into the neck of his horse. The steedneighed heartrendingly while twirling its body. Then, it thudded down. Blood poured out with bubbles.
Hundreds of murderous eyesstared at Han Jin, but this brought no impact on him. The next moment, the residual horses were stabbed down by their masters one after another, leaving miserable sound of neighing resounded in midair.
“Are you satisfied now?” The middle-aged knight gnashed word by word.
“Wait.” Han Jin didn’t say much as if his words were as precious as gold.
The middle-aged knight looked seriously at him and somehow felt terrified. The smile on Han Jin’s face was warm and kind, but the hatred reflected in his eyes were as overwhelming as roaring waves, oppressing others out of breath.
Han Jin came from another world and had gone through tremendously unimaginable ordeals, during which he tried to keep the wholeness of his spirit among the endless turbulence of spacetime. It was based on such a severe history that Han Jin was capable of oppressing those knights, in spite of his level in cultivation hadn’t been strong enough to do so. Helooked calm, but in fact, his heart was suffering extremely fierce conflict.
First impression plays a very important role in almost everything. The first time you used a mobile phone, drank a kind of liquor, enjoyed a new type of cuisine, if it made a bad impression to you, you wouldn’t try it again in the rest of your life.
The same was this world, which had left Han Jin a terrible first impression. It was chaotic and disordered. Radon Town, a townthat had been destroyed, George, the dishonest merchant, the knights they met on their way, the Association of Mercenaries in Isolated Cliff City, and, the danger he ran into now, all of these drove him beyond his limit of forbearance. He had never been so eager to destroy something thoroughly since he could remember.
These perhaps were nothing unusual for people accustomed to being submissive. But for Han Jin, these were intolerable. His experience had made him a restive man. Bully and oppression also existed in his former world, but mostly based on interest. Without this premise, no one would choose to hurt others easily.
Things here were totally disordered. Looting, bullying or even killing existed everywhere. Han Jin felt disgusted, extremely disgusted!
The middle-aged knight had no idea what change Han Jin’s hearthad gone through, nor did he realized he had pushed Han Jin into an impasse. He was still striving to save the hostage.
“Can you put down your knife, young man? I promise I won’t hurt you! I swear!”
“How long do you want us to wait?”
“This is your last chance, I hope you will treasure it!”
“You know who Lord Mario is? He is a distinguished aristocrat, a…”
Han Jin stood still while the middle-aged man was chattering without stop. The hand and the knife were steadfast. But the hostage couldn’t hold on any more. Beads of sweat were dropping down. His body was trembling while his head remained motionless. Obviously, the hostage was trying hard to control himself. He indeed did perfect in holding that pose.
Just when the middle-aged man gave up persuading, Han Jin suddenly spoke up. “Tell me, why do you attack us? And, let your archers put away the arrows. I am easy to feel nervous. This makes me do wrong things. Don’t push me.”
The middle-aged knight waved hand, indicating the archers to put away their bows and arrows. After some time of contemplation, he made a wry smile, “This is not the first trade caravan.”
“What do you mean?” Han Jin asked coldly.
“It’s hard to explain… We will let out news before our trade caravan purchases military supplies in the Isolated Cliff City that we need to deliver the goods to the Holy Crown City directly.” The middle-aged man said slowly, “In fact, they only need to be escorted here.We have other channels to transport them to the destination. We are not aiming at you deliberately. But we can’t leak this news out. If the Black Raven City or Depew City knows, we will be…”
“If this is true, why do you still hire us?”
“To deceive the public. Otherwise it will arouse suspicion. Moreover, it’s not safe on the way. We may have trouble if we encounter brigands.”
“Is that all?” Han Jin sneered, “When the trade caravan is back to the Isolated Cliff City, they will tell the Association of Mercenaries that the mission is failed and all of the mercenaries have been killed. So all the money pledged will be claimed by them. All the mercenaries dead, no one will argue with them. What a niceplot! Even if the merchants got no money from you, they could make a great fortune by the deposit.”
The expression on the middle-aged man’s face changed dramatically. A murderous intention flashed in his eyes. In fact, all these were meaningless. Any way, he would not allow Han Jin to go back alive .
Han Jin looked up at the sky. It’s getting darker. “Now, all of you… kneel down!”
The middle-aged knight clinched his teeth and took the lead in doing so. He could do nothing but obeyed the requirement of Han Jin to benumb his alertness. The last thing they expected was to push Han Jin into desperation , leading him to choose die with the hostage.
“If I let you go, will you try to kill me again?” Han Jin asked smilingly.
“No… never…” The hostage nearly burst out cry and almost fell down into a faint due to extreme joy when he heard this. What he had done was only for some military merits. God knew he would encounter such an unlucky thing.
“You must keep your words.” This said, Han Jin patted the hostage’s head, and suddenly pushed him forward.
“Pop!” The knife thrust deeply into the eye of the hostage. “No!” The middle-aged knight growled, the long sword in his hand was thrown out toward Han Jin.
