~Bam! Swish! Pah! Boom!
The enemy attacks were getting fiercer, and soon, Lucy's breathing was also getting heavier too.
These people were also skilled, so they began dodging her attacks and had also started adjusting their moves too.
Dammit!
Streaks of Lucy's hair flew out of its bun and rested on Lucy's face, giving her the appearance of a warrior who had been on the battlefield for hours.
It was just that the baby in her arm quickly cancelled out that image altogether.
Lucy stared at the knife that had deeply penetrated her thɨġhs and tried to control her breathing when looking at the remaining 4 people, which also included Number 5.
That's right. Out of the 20 or 30-something people here, only 4 were left.
She thought she would be able to finish them all.
But coupled with the fact that she hadn't even eaten a full meal before the whole fiasco, as well as the fact that her current situation wasn't one to laugh about, Lucy knew that she could at most take only 2 of them down before her body fell.
These people were elites of elites and not ordinary ȧssassins. So it was already a miracle that she could do so much.
If it were ordinary ȧssassins, this would be a piece of cake.
But now, she knew that she couldn't do it.
These bastards were last at adapting and different from others in Pyno.
Without a doubt. They were definitely more skilled than the other enemies she had ever fought within Pyno. Even the little bandits she helped subdue on her way through Carona once were nothing compared to these people.
And whether she admitted it or not, she wasn't as experienced as those who were probably taught from a young age.
So if not for her raw strength and instant kills, she wouldn't have been able to get this far.
Looking at Kora and the hostages, Lucy knew the hard truth of things.
She needed help. Plain and simple.
That's right. She shouldn't have sent her guards away, thinking that she could do it all alone.
Of course, even though she also did so to protect them, she had mishandled the matter.
What about sign language? What about giving them a heads up to prepare for whatever schemes these people had in mind?
She didn't think of any fail-safe plan and only thought she could do it all on her own.
But she forgot that no one could be an island or carry every burden on their shoulders.
When she thought of Landon, she felt like she should've taken a few pages of his book and learned from him instead.
He would teach or answer questions but also allow them to do it, learn, make mistakes and improve over and over again.
Look! Even when communicating with the other Romain empires, Landon had only had close connections with 2 of them. While the ambassadors and representatives went to the other empires instead.
She had guards for a reason. And had to use them. So why did she send them away without even giving a hint?
Lucy's heart felt uncomfortable, thudding hard in regret.
Blame her. Blame her. She even brought Kora into this.
So if she couldn't have this matter, what would happen if the remaining 2 ȧssassins killed Kora and the hostages?
Lucy subconsciously shook her head in determination.
No. No. No. She would never allow this. Even if she had to die, she would kill all 4 ȧssassins!
.
With that, Lucy planned to exert all her strength to ensure everyone's safety.
~Clap. Clap. Clap. Clap.
The remaining 4 ȧssassins who saw Lucy's condition couldn't help grinning cruelly.
They couldn't lie. They had admiration for this traitor of all females.
She might've not known of her mother's origin, not without a doubt, she still inherited her mother's bloody aura.
Just look at how she took their sisters down mercilessly?
She even managed to do so without them crossing the line again.
Truly astounding.
Too bad she was the enemy. Or else they would've let her join their sisterhood.
Number 5 looked at her remaining 3 sisters and sent them forth: "Subdue. Knock out. Let's go... And oh... Don't kill the baby. Knock out as well. She's coming with us too. Let's see if the traitor won't talk after the baby's life gets threatened."
"Mm." All 3 nodded in agreement before making their way to Lucy again.
As for Number 5, she just took out her blades and calmly planned to make her mark.
Please. Earlier, because there were so many of her sisters fighting, she couldn't risk it and throw knives or objects at Lucy, lest she ends up killing her own sisters.
So she only watched and trotted her teeth in rage with a hint of desperation in her eyes.
But now, even if all 3 were going head-on with Lucy, there were still gaps where she could throw her blades through.
She also didn't want to attack Kora because seeing the way Lucy cared for the baby, it was their guaranteed ticket to making her sing about all of Baymard's manufacturing plans when they got back to Tenola.
Number 5 stared at the scene like a lion slowly moving towards its prey out in the Sahara wildlife.
She held the kitchen blade and rocked it back and forth while watching for her chance: 'Steady... Steady... Steady...'
Number 5 was ready.
And just coincidentally, Lucy had used her fist to land fierce punches at 2 of the ȧssassins, instantly cracking their skulls.
Lucy's already injured leg began trembling as if it was quickly giving way. Her entire body quaked with pain, secretly telling her that it was done with its work.
And right before Lucy could even react to her body's needs, Number 5 had shot another blade towards Lucy's other leg.
The blade whistled in the air heading straight for its mark, making Number 5's eyes shine murderously.
To her, Lucy's matter was already a done deal.
But just when she was about to real her guard, fate had other thoughts.
~Ting.
Another blade sent Number 5's blade off trajectory.
Instantly, number 5 jumped vigilantly.
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~Bam! Swish! Pah! Boom!
The enemy attacks were getting fiercer, and soon, Lucy's breathing was also getting heavier too.
These people were also skilled, so they began dodging her attacks and had also started adjusting their moves too.
Dammit!
Streaks of Lucy's hair flew out of its bun and rested on Lucy's face, giving her the appearance of a warrior who had been on the battlefield for hours.
It was just that the baby in her arm quickly cancelled out that image altogether.
Lucy stared at the knife that had deeply penetrated her thɨġhs and tried to control her breathing when looking at the remaining 4 people, which also included Number 5.
That's right. Out of the 20 or 30-something people here, only 4 were left.
She thought she would be able to finish them all.
But coupled with the fact that she hadn't even eaten a full meal before the whole fiasco, as well as the fact that her current situation wasn't one to laugh about, Lucy knew that she could at most take only 2 of them down before her body fell.
These people were elites of elites and not ordinary ȧssassins. So it was already a miracle that she could do so much.
If it were ordinary ȧssassins, this would be a piece of cake.
But now, she knew that she couldn't do it.
These bastards were last at adapting and different from others in Pyno.
Without a doubt. They were definitely more skilled than the other enemies she had ever fought within Pyno. Even the little bandits she helped subdue on her way through Carona once were nothing compared to these people.
And whether she admitted it or not, she wasn't as experienced as those who were probably taught from a young age.
So if not for her raw strength and instant kills, she wouldn't have been able to get this far.
Looking at Kora and the hostages, Lucy knew the hard truth of things.
She needed help. Plain and simple.
That's right. She shouldn't have sent her guards away, thinking that she could do it all alone.
Of course, even though she also did so to protect them, she had mishandled the matter.
What about sign language? What about giving them a heads up to prepare for whatever schemes these people had in mind?
She didn't think of any fail-safe plan and only thought she could do it all on her own.
But she forgot that no one could be an island or carry every burden on their shoulders.
When she thought of Landon, she felt like she should've taken a few pages of his book and learned from him instead.
He would teach or answer questions but also allow them to do it, learn, make mistakes and improve over and over again.
Look! Even when communicating with the other Romain empires, Landon had only had close connections with 2 of them. While the ambassadors and representatives went to the other empires instead.
She had guards for a reason. And had to use them. So why did she send them away without even giving a hint?
Lucy's heart felt uncomfortable, thudding hard in regret.
Blame her. Blame her. She even brought Kora into this.
So if she couldn't have this matter, what would happen if the remaining 2 ȧssassins killed Kora and the hostages?
Lucy subconsciously shook her head in determination.
No. No. No. She would never allow this. Even if she had to die, she would kill all 4 ȧssassins!
.
With that, Lucy planned to exert all her strength to ensure everyone's safety.
~Clap. Clap. Clap. Clap.
The remaining 4 ȧssassins who saw Lucy's condition couldn't help grinning cruelly.
They couldn't lie. They had admiration for this traitor of all females.
She might've not known of her mother's origin, not without a doubt, she still inherited her mother's bloody aura.
Just look at how she took their sisters down mercilessly?
She even managed to do so without them crossing the line again.
Truly astounding.
Too bad she was the enemy. Or else they would've let her join their sisterhood.
Number 5 looked at her remaining 3 sisters and sent them forth: "Subdue. Knock out. Let's go... And oh... Don't kill the baby. Knock out as well. She's coming with us too. Let's see if the traitor won't talk after the baby's life gets threatened."
"Mm." All 3 nodded in agreement before making their way to Lucy again.
As for Number 5, she just took out her blades and calmly planned to make her mark.
Please. Earlier, because there were so many of her sisters fighting, she couldn't risk it and throw knives or objects at Lucy, lest she ends up killing her own sisters.
So she only watched and trotted her teeth in rage with a hint of desperation in her eyes.
But now, even if all 3 were going head-on with Lucy, there were still gaps where she could throw her blades through.
She also didn't want to attack Kora because seeing the way Lucy cared for the baby, it was their guaranteed ticket to making her sing about all of Baymard's manufacturing plans when they got back to Tenola.
Number 5 stared at the scene like a lion slowly moving towards its prey out in the Sahara wildlife.
She held the kitchen blade and rocked it back and forth while watching for her chance: 'Steady... Steady... Steady...'
Number 5 was ready.
And just coincidentally, Lucy had used her fist to land fierce punches at 2 of the ȧssassins, instantly cracking their skulls.
Lucy's already injured leg began trembling as if it was quickly giving way. Her entire body quaked with pain, secretly telling her that it was done with its work.
And right before Lucy could even react to her body's needs, Number 5 had shot another blade towards Lucy's other leg.
The blade whistled in the air heading straight for its mark, making Number 5's eyes shine murderously.
To her, Lucy's matter was already a done deal.
But just when she was about to real her guard, fate had other thoughts.
~Ting.
Another blade sent Number 5's blade off trajectory.
Instantly, number 5 jumped vigilantly.
Who?
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