Assassin's Chronicle - Chapter 400

Chapter 400: Nothing！

"You really don’t want to know who I am?" the figure asked, curious . If someone wanted to kill him, he would want to know who he was . Anfey, on the other hand, appeared completely unbothered by the fact that he did not know who was trying to kill him .

"Why would I?" Anfey asked . "So many people want to kill me . If I try to find out who every single one of them is, it would take too long . "

"Interesting," the figure said . He gripped his sword . He was angry, but he still kept the words of his teacher in mind . He wasn’t there to kill Anfey .

"You’ll be surprised," Anfey said . "Well, since you want me to know so badly: Who are you, exactly?"

"Deswright," the figure said . "I’m a student of Philip’s . "

"That’s it?" Anfey said, shaking his head . "I thought there would be more . "

"You made a mistake the day you killed Zeda," Deswright said coolly .

"It’s too late for that now, isn’t it?" Anfey asked . "I killed him . It’s done . "

"I know that," Deswright said . "Which is why I am here . "

Anfey frowned . He did not expect such an answer from Deswright . All the top level powers he had met were brilliant people . Even Bruzuryano, who was known for his honesty, had his own secrets . Honesty wasn’t stupidity . He was surprised that Deswright did not get the hint .

"I have to warn you, though," Anfey said, "Suzanna’s almost here . "

Deswright frowned . He had been spying on them for a while now and knew that Suzanna had recently moved up a level . He did not need to face another top level power because that would just be too inconvenient . He raised his sword and dashed towards Anfey .

Anfey did not back down, either . He gripped his sword and blocked Deswright’s attack . He wanted to see how different he was from a top level power . This was a good opportunity for him to gain some knowledge and use it to his benefit .

The two swords clashed with a loud thud . Anfey’s fire sword shattered and turned back into loose fire elements . He was too distracted to form another sword this fast . Deswright had used most of his power and had no reserve . Remnants of combat power exploded with the loose elements . The clash sent both Anfey and Deswright flying backwards and crashing into the walls of the cave . The cave shook dangerously, threatening to collapse at any moment .

Anfey quickly formed a fire shield to defend himself from the combat power .

Deswright recovered much faster than Anfey did . He was already heading towards Anfey just as Anfey was standing up . He did not care to prolong this process . He just needed to finish this .

Deswright might have been young and inexperienced, but he was still very powerful . Even though Anfey had the sword Jacob had forged for him, he was still shocked by his collision with the wall of the cave . Deswright only stumbled a little after this clash, but Anfey was thrown away again . He crashed through a wooden door at the end of the tunnel and crashed against the wall . Deswright chased after him quickly . Behind him, the cave and the tunnel shook and began to collapse .

Deswright laughed . "You’re trapped now," he said . Deswright was right . The tunnel had already collapsed and the room they were in was sealed off . There was no way out unless one of them died at the hand of the other .

Anfey shook his head and stood up . His body was very strong now but he was still not strong enough to be able to shake off the pain of crashing into walls . The clashes made him slightly dizzy .

"Just admit defeat," Deswright said, "and maybe I won’t kill you then . "

Anfey took a deep breath . The air was very foul in the room because the lack of circulation . That did not help with his dizziness .

"I’m curious," Anfey said, panting . "How did someone like you become a top level power?"

"You’re questioning my abilities?" Deswright asked coolly . He knew that he was powerful enough to defeat Anfey, especially when Anfey was injured . However, he seemed to have forgotten that Anfey’s power did not lay in pure strength . Instead, his speed and agility were what Deswright should really be watching for .

Anfey’s breath stabilized and he summoned a large fireball . He threw the fireball at Deswright and quickly scrambled away, sending a few more fireballs as he ran . He was summoning fireballs as fast as his body would allow .

A small wall of fire appeared around Deswright as Anfey sent a few more fireballs his way .

Deswright could sense that this was Anfey’s last attempt at defeating him . He was very patient and was waiting for Anfey to use up all of his magic . It would take time for Suzanna to find them, and Deswright did not mind waiting .

The light of the fireballs began to dim, and Anfey stopped using large fireballs and began using small fireballs . Deswright watched him without expression . An attack with small fireballs was nothing to a man like him .

Anfey finally stopped using magic and stood there, watching Deswright . The two of them watched one another silently . Deswright frowned . Anfey was supposed to be a paladin, and his magic should not deplete this quickly .

"Is it my turn now?" Deswright asked, waving his sword .

Anfey shrugged but did not say anything . He tapped the ground with his foot as if waiting for Deswright .

Deswright took a deep breath and dove forward . He did not want to kill Anfey just yet . He was still adhering to Philip’s instructions . He wanted to prolong the process .

Anfey waited for Deswright to get close enough to him before moving . He pushed off of the wall behind and moved out of the way of Deswright’s sword .

Deswright dove towards him again, but this time, he realized that something was off . His breathing was becoming more difficult and his combat power was failing .

"What did you do?" Deswright asked angrily . Anfey shook his head and still did not say anything . He dashed towards Deswright and slammed a fist into his chest . Because of his failing combat power, Deswright could not defend himself against this attack . Deswright crashed into the wall . Anfey lunged at him, throwing him towards a large stone before he could regain his strength .

Without combat power, Deswright was not as strong as the stone . His body slid limply off the stone . Anfey picked up Deswright’s sword and stabbed the man through the chest . Deswright watched him angrily, then his eyelids drooped and his body stilled .

After making sure that Deswright really was dead, Anfey walked over to the collapsed tunnel and began trying to dig his way out with the sword .

After a few moments, he made a small crack in the rock pile . He quickly leaned close to the crack and took a deep breath . Then he began digging again .

After a few feet, he felt the stones shaking . He grinned, knowing that Suzanna must have arrived . The shaking was growing stronger . Anfey waited impatiently, knowing that soon he would run out of air . Hopefully, Suzanna heard the noises he made, and he wouldn’t have to die together with Deswright .

Just as Anfey thought that Suzanna wouldn’t find him, a large crack appeared through the rocks and air flowed in . A moment later, Suzanna appeared at the crack . "Anfey?" she called hesitantly . "You still alive in there?"