“Fighting technique, triangular vine strangulation!” Liszt shouted. The emerald vines formed by his combat aura were like snakes.

Like mages, the warriors in that world also had skills—they were called fighting techniques, which usually corresponded to the training system. The fighting technique that Liszt had used was a bronze tier fighting technique. However, the effects of various levels of fighting techniques were different.

Iron tier fighting techniques could only emit a sword aura with lethality of several meters. Bronze tier fighting techniques could transform the shape of their fighting aura into plants or animals. Silver tier fighting techniques were even more powerful—they could summon wings of fighting aura to appear on their back. Unfortunately, Watson was not familiar with anything higher than that.

Watson opened his mouth as his eyes followed Liszt's movements. However, before he could say anything, Nightingale had already raised her head, withdrew her palm, and flicked it at Liszt.

Bang!

Liszt's combat aura transformed into three vines with a m.u.f.fled sound, which then shattered in the air. Liszt's body shook, and his combat aura wings dissipated. He took a few steps backward, but Nightingale's body did not move at all. Then, she withdrew her slender right hand slowly.

Then, the other guards snapped back to their senses. One by one, they held the weapons to their waists; they were ready to attack Nightingale.

They knew that the a.s.sa.s.sin who had infiltrated Blackmoon Castle would be powerful, but they did not expect that they would be so overpowering.

Liszt was already a silver tier warrior, and with the support of a bronze tier fighting technique, his attacks were comparable to warriors of the same tier. He might not be able to withstand it, but Nightingale could resolve it quickly. That was in line with their understanding of gold tier warriors.

“Let go of Young Master Watson. If you think you're so capable, then come at us.” The guards roared as they rushed toward Nightingale.

Then, Watson reacted; he waved his hand. “Wait, don't panic! Miss Nightingale is not our enemy.”

“Young Master Watson, are you sure?”

Liszt rubbed his sore shoulders; he was a little suspicious, and his eyes flashed with confusion.

Did Wendy not ask for their help because an a.s.sa.s.sin had taken control of their young master?

It seemed like the situation was not what he had thought. Nevertheless, the fact that Young Master Watson had stopped them from attacking Nightingale was the best proof they needed.

It was not only Liszt; the other guards were also a little confused. They stopped in their tracks, and their hands that held their weapon also slowed.

At that moment, a low roar echoed from outside the door. Allen rushed into the room with two magical beasts. One of the beasts had six golden wings on its body. It was covered in gorgeous feathers and looked like a small lion, and its golden eyes were filled with the dignity of a high-ranking magical beast. The moment the beast appeared, the air in the room s.h.i.+fted—it had grown heavy.

The other magical beast was a hen—it was more than one meter tall and covered in seven-colored feathers. It had a crown-shaped crest on its head and a long feathered tail on its back. It looked like a cross between a chicken and a phoenix. It looked around the room valiantly.

The moment Alan rushed into the room, he immediately shouted, “Who is the a.s.sa.s.sin? Do you see these two magical beasts beside me? One of them is a gold tier magical beast, and the other is a Rainbow Phoenix Chicken. I'm willing to exchange them for Young Master Watson's safety. If you're still not satisfied with this, then I'm willing to hand over all of my a.s.sets, such as the armor that I'm wearing now and the Guardian Sword.”

As he spoke, Allen observed Watson. He realized that the young master's expression had looked strange, and his companions in the room had also stared at him with peculiar gazes. There was not the tense atmosphere that he had imagined; it made him a little confused.

“Why are you all looking at me like that?”

Allen put on a serious expression. “I know. You must think that I am surrendering to the a.s.sa.s.sin. You're mistaken. I was trying to distract her! As guards, you should be brave enough to face any danger. You shouldn't just stand there and do nothing. As Young Master Watson's most loyal servants, if it were me, I would definitely raise my sword at the first moment. I swear that I won't let anyone who threatens the young master go. If you want to attack the young master, then you'll have to step over my dead body first.”

Aaron spoke earnestly, but he did feel anxious.

The a.s.sa.s.sin must be a gold tier warrior since they managed to infiltrate the Blackmoon Castle. He might not be able to fight them. Even though he needed to protect the young master, he had to consider his strength as well. That way, even if the young master died, he would still be able to live. He was not afraid of death; he only wanted to maximize the benefits.

The other guards covered their faces after they heard his words; they looked embarra.s.sed to stand next to him. Alan had wanted to give up all of his a.s.sets, so his words were really not convincing.

Watson looked at Alan and shook his head. The man had usually looked serious, so he did not expect him to be a clown. He said, “Well, you don't have to be so worried. Nightingale is the border count's subordinate. She's here with his goodwill.”

Watson explained Nightingale's ident.i.ty and the content of their conversation in ten minutes. He indicated that he would join the count.

All the guards were relieved when they heard that. If it were possible, they would not want to be enemies with gold tier warriors.

They also admired Watson's courage. He had managed to face Nightingale with calmness even though he did not know who she was, and he also managed to make her reveal her background. That was not something a ten-year-old child could have done.

Furthermore, they noticed how Nightingale continued to ask Watson for Rainbow Phoenix Chicken eggs as he explained the situation to them; Watson had grown a little impatient.

They sighed. Their young master was really bold. He had dared to treat a gold tier master so casually. That had to be the confidence of a genius.

“I'm sorry, Miss Nightingale. I've offended you just now,” Liszt said.

He was relieved and happy when he realized that the border count had sent Nightingale; she was not there to a.s.sa.s.sinate Watson.

He did not expect such a big shot like the border count to notice their young master and even recruit him as his subordinate. What did that mean?

It must have meant that the young master had extraordinary talent. Blackmoon Castle would have a better development at the border if they had the border count's support.

“It's okay; I didn't reveal my ident.i.ty,” Nightingale replied as she observed the guards.

She knew that Blackmoon Castle was rich and powerful and that the family had hired many bronze tier guards. There were also two high-quality magical beasts in the castle. However, she did not expect that those bronze tier guards would have a complete set of bronze tier armor and weapons, even she was not so well-equipped.

The guards emitted an aura that no ordinary person could have. Other than the Shadow Guards, she was sure that none of the other border count's subordinates was that strong. It was hard to imagine that such an elite force had appeared in a new and rising power; that made her even more curious about Watson.

Did Watson have other secrets besides the fusion magic? Nightingale looked at Watson with a profound glance. She felt that the young man might be more capable than she thought; he was far from simple.