Chapter 230
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
There were very few men who would dare to tempt a lion . After seeing Anfey defeat three men so easily, the marquis’s men split into two halves . One half did not want to keep fighting, and was backing away from the fight slowly . The other half charged at Anfey, waving their weapons .
Anfey twisted his body and avoided a swordsman’s attack . He kicked the man in the knee, and the swordsman fell to the ground with a scream .
A swordsmaster jumped into the air, his sword was covered in combat power and pointing at Anfey . Anfey did not have enough time to lower his leg, and it was difficult for him to change his position . He turned around and made his body parallel to the ground . He let himself fall, and right before his body hit the ground, he pushed himself up with his arms .
The swordsmaster passed over Anfey, who hit the man with his shoulder . The swordsmaster crashed into the ground . He had combat power, and the fall would not harm him much, but it was very embarrassing for him .
Another swordsmaster charged . Anfey grabbed his wrist and threw the man away from him . The swordsmaster crashed into the ground and tumbled into the crowd .
The only thing Marquis Djoser wanted was to accuse Anfey of murder and ruin his reputation . He did not want to have a physical conflict with him . Except for the two swordsmasters, he left the other more powerful men behind . He was a poor old man in distress, not someone seeking vengeance . The only reason he brought the swordsmasters was because of the slim chance there may be a possibility they could take Anfey down . However, he knew it was almost impossible because of Miorich’s presence . Now, the two swordsmasters were defeated, and the only ones remaining were the swordsmen . If the swordsmen had the advantage, they would not lose . Now, however, the swordsmen had no chance of winning .
The marquis began backing away, cursing Anfey and regretting his decisions . He knew that he was the target, and he had hoped his men could stall a little longer so he could get away .
The marquis was right, because Anfey’s target was him . The marquis was only a few steps away from disappearing into Miorich’s guards, and he had to catch the marquis before he disappeared . If he hadn’t been fighting the marquis’s men in front of a crowd, they would have been dead already . Now, however, Anfey needed to get the trust of the guards . He knew that if he killed the marquis’s men, he would put him and Miorich into an even more difficult situation .
Anfey knew he could match Miorich or Suzanna in speed, but he was faster when he was not going in a straight line .
Miorich smiled as he watched Anfey jump through the crowd .
A few moments later, Anfey appeared in front of the marquis, avoiding every attack .
"Stop!" one of the swordsmen bellowed . He did not want to fight, but he couldn’t just let Anfey hurt the marquis . He would never find another employer then .
Anfey did not look at the man . He kicked the swordsman and the man’s body flew back, crashing into the crowd .
Anfey turned to the marquis and grabbed the old man’s shirt, lifting the man into the air . The marquis’s face flushed, but he did not say anything . He kicked at Anfey, but his feeble attacks did not affect Anfey at all . Anfey’s hand on the marquis’s neck tightened .
"You’re scaring me?" Anfey asked, smiling . He looked at the marquis and frowned . "If I wanted to kill you, none of these men can stop me . "
The men around the Marquis did not say anything . One of the swordsmasters was trying to pull his sword out of the ground, but his right arm was broken . When he finally pulled the sword out, he tried to charge at Anfey with the sword in his left hand, only to be stopped by two nearby servants . If he could not defeat Anfey using his dominant hand, what more could he do using his non-dominant hand?
Anfey loosened his grip and the Marquis fall to the ground . The servants gathered around the old man . Some were helping him up while the others dusted off his clothes . A few others approached Anfey with swords in hand .
"What more do you want? Where do you think you are?" Miorich bellowed suddenly . He walked forward slowly, looking at the crowd .
After seeing Anfey defeating the marquis’s men so easily, Miorich’s guards remained silent . If Anfey could defeat so many men so easily, the marquis’s accusation could not stand . In order to become a knight, a man must undergo intense training . He must be educated on not only combat skills, but also on how to speak and act . Knights were all very knowledgeable and experienced . The knights in Miorich’s team were even more so . There might be a few reckless ones, but most of them knew how to distinguish right from wrong .
"I think you must be mistaken, marquis," Miorich said . "If Anfey wanted to kill you yesterday, I don’t think you would be alive to today . "
The Marquis frowned and stood still, but did not say anything . He did not respond to Miorich, but did not claim Anfey committed those murders, either .
"I assure you, marquis," Anfey said with a smile . "I will investigate and give you an answer . Your men’s deaths will not be unanswered . " Anfey could tell that Miorich did not want to touch the marquis, at least not yet .
The marquis glanced at Anfey, but did not say anything . He tried hard to plant the murders on Anfey . He bribed two patrol guards and found a few bodies where the last fight happened . Then he hired a two-disciplined swordsmaster and instructed him to leave suspicious but distinct wounds on bodies of Sneferu and a few other men he had killed . He had ordered the swordsmaster be executed in order to hide all evidence . He never imagined that the swordsmaster would turn himself into an element bomb like a dying mage . The swordsmaster blew himself up, but injured several of the marquis’s men in the process . The marquis only had a few swordsmasters working for him, and the explosion injured three of them .
Usually, hard work was rewarded with a good result . The marquis had hoped that he could find a balance, but the information he gathered and the reality were completely different . The marquis just wanted to find the man who told him that Anfey was a two-discipliner with fire magic and strangle the man . His mind was too clouded now, however, to remember anything .
"Urter," Anfey called .
"Yes, my lord?" Urter said as he jogged over .
"Inspect the bodies . "
"Yes, my lord," Urter said . He glanced at the marquis before walking over to the bodies and began inspecting them . He was the sheriff of the city, and had seen plenty of murders . He wasn’t a stranger to bodies .
After inspecting a few bodies, Urter frowned . These bodies were almost identical to the one in the city morgue . The body was sliced open with a flame sword, and the wound was cauterized without leaving a drop of blood . The muscles along the cut were burnt and blackened . If Anfey did not seize the marquis, it would be very hard for him to prove his innocence .
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