Black Iron’s Glory

Chapter 111: The Devil's Dagger

Claude grabbed the fallen leaf dirt on the ground and threw it at the masked magician. At first sight, the masked magician hastily paused the situation and raised his hand to cover his eyes. It didn't occur to me that these earth leaves were falling about an inch away from his body as if they were blocked by something. Under the moonlight, Claude found a transparent bubble outside the masked magician's body and occasionally several colorful lights flashing.

The masked magician just reacted. Yes, I still have an energy shield on me. Then what kind of dust would I be afraid to put in my eyes? I laughed immediately: “Kid, get out of it, and draw me the magic charm structure of the magic flying arrow. Otherwise, I will make you regret that your mother gave you birth...”

Claude had already climbed out two or three meters away, and saw the masked magician push again, which would be irrelevant, only to place hope on the spell of spiritual shock.

“Tap! ”

The masked magician was as if he had been stunned with a stick on his head, but he just stunned, reached out and touched his head, and turned his head around and looked, seemingly hitting his head with something strange.

“Tap! Tap, tap! Tap, tap!” Claude panicked, and the spiritual shock spell didn't seem to work very well for the masked magician. It didn't make him confused and dizzy, and it looked like he accidentally hit his head. But the only thing I can be sure of is that this spell is a little useful, not shielded from his energy shield like a magic flying arrow.

Claude breathed five spiritual shock spells.

The effect of the first and second spiritual shock spell was not quite obvious, and the masked magician shouted with his head: “Who beat me...”

But the masked magician, who shook up three spirits in a row, couldn't hold his feet, his dizziness seemed like he was going down, and most importantly, he didn't hold the short sword in his hand and fell to the ground.

Claude rejoiced, shook his shoulder and first removed his backpack, and the tiger jumped over and grabbed the short sword on the ground. The sharp instrument is in the hand, and there is a bottom in the heart. The other party is now punched naked with bare hands. There is nothing to be afraid of.

The masked magician shook his head a few times before recovering his sobriety. At first sight, Claude knew that he was being reckoned with by Claude and jumped in anger.

Claude held a short sword with a standard thrust, but likewise didn't expect the bubble outside the masked magician in the short sword stab to slip past. Overwhelmed by the masked magician, he fell to the ground, and the two twisted together. The masked magician pressed Claude with his own body and generally extended his hands to grab Claude's short sword.

This should be something Claude could never have dreamed of, becoming a cyclical grammar and relying on a physical battle to defeat the enemy, especially if the other party is also a magician. This is a ridiculous joke, two magicians tangled up in the open forest rolling around.

Claude was also desperate, the magic flying arrow was useless, and the short sword could not break the bubble on each other. The masked magician's body was stronger and stronger than his own. Although his fighting skills are not good enough, the problem is that he hit him with his fist a few times. He also slipped away on the bubble outside his body. He was beaten back by the other party without saying anything. Wang Ba punched him in the face and it hurt a lot, you know?

Fortunately, as soon as Claude discovered that the short sword was useless to the masked sorcerer, but instead became a threat to himself, he threw the short sword far aside to avoid being robbed by the masked sorcerer and hurt himself. This will punch the two of them with bare hands. Although Claude can't hurt each other severely, he can also limit the masked magician with some fighting to catch him. He just hopes to be able to stifle the bubble on the other, that is, the energy shield spell will last...

The masked magician is not an idiot either, although the fighting skills are not Claude strong, but can be lowered by 10 times. Pressing Claude to the ground with strength, his right hand resisted Claude's two-handed attack, and his left hand strangled Claude dead. This will make him aware that Claude has another spell that threatens him. Although it is only a slight dizziness, it concerns the lives and deaths of two people in this physical battle. How can he relax the opportunity for Claude to find a way to do it...

Claude had been strangled a little, and even though he was tightening his neck, the hand strangled on his neck was getting harder and harder, and he couldn't break it himself. And don't let the other hand relax. If you let both hands strangle your neck, you will die.

His brain began to lose oxygen and his eyes began to turn white. Claude opened his big mouth to breathe, but the hand around his neck was like an iron circle. He held his throat tightly and could not breathe in the air. Claude struggled with his life, but the hand on his neck strangled harder...

In a hurry, Claude suddenly remembered that he had a black iron dagger in his boot barrel, which would have left him with a bubbly energy shield, immune to magical and physical damage. Claude only wanted to poke someone in the head with something to force them to open their throats so they could breathe heavily.

Bend your feet and Claude reaches out to touch the black iron dagger in the boot barrel. But as soon as his hand was removed, the masked magician's right hand was released. Likewise, the masked magician put his right hand around Claude's neck and began to squeeze it hard.

Claude was like a dying, struggling fish bouncing up on the ground, but the masked magician's big body died pressing Claude, and Claude's mouth was bleeding. The tongue also leaked out...

Finally, I touched the fishbone handle of the black iron dagger, and Claude grabbed it tightly and stabbed it upwards, regardless of 3721.

“Phew Phew Phew...”

Claude suddenly felt his hands strangled on his neck loose, several streams of heat splashed on him with a bloody smell, pressing his masked magician's body softly to fall aside, his mouth obscured by suspicion: “No, impossible, you, how could you have a dagger...”

Claude breathed heavily, reached out and touched his neck. It took him half a day to regain consciousness, barely climbed up and knelt on the ground, and looked around at the body of this immortal masked magician, only to think that he would be in pain all over his body.

Reach out slowly and remove the masked towel of the body, seeing a bearded face with a very small scar on it. Claude can be sure that he has never seen this 40-year-old man before, and he doesn't remember this bearded man.

It should be Julian, the fat old man who revealed his deal, who was overheard by the bearded man, who ambushed himself in the woods. The bill will go to Julian, the fat old man. But Julian shouldn't have known about it, otherwise he wouldn't have sold himself this spell tonight with remote arrows. Thanks also to this spell, this bearded man's hunting crossbow didn't work, he had to come down the tree and beat himself...

The black-iron dagger was still stuck on the waist of the bearded man, where Claude had almost been stabbed into a cellular shape, and Claude did not know how many knives he had inserted at the critical juncture. Anyway, the blood on the left waist of the bearded man was blurred, and the black-iron dagger almost inserted the handle into his body.

Claude pulled the black iron dagger out. I had no idea that this seemingly ordinary black dagger had saved me. Claude was scared to think of that bubbly energy shield on the bearded man. If this black-iron dagger wasn't some kind of demon dagger, it would have killed itself.

That would make Claude's mind a little confused, and the only thought in his mind was breathing, needing air. Stabbing a black iron dagger is an instinctive physical reaction, and if you can't break that Rausch's energy shield, the winner will only be the bearded man who is now a corpse.

On his knees for another half-day, Claude finally stood up, moved his hands, feet and body, and checked himself for injuries. Finally, Claude found himself lucky, and this life-and-death struggle with the bearded man didn't do much harm to his body. I got two punches in the face. It was a little swollen and it hurt to press. The palms and wrists were scratched slightly as they rolled on the ground, and the left thigh was just held by the bearded man with his knees, without affecting movement.

Find your magic crossbow first, then pull the string and place the arrow next to you. Pick up the backpack you threw on the floor, and then go back and find the sword you threw yourself out. Remove the short sheath from the body of the bearded man and insert it in his waist, then pick up the crossbow that the bearded man threw on the floor.

Claude the Fine Iron Crossbow was lazy to find, who knew where he had shot, and Claude was lazy to pull out one of the two crossbow arrows fired by the Bearded Man, but there was no need to recycle it. Look in the woods, there's nothing to clean up, and Claude comes back to the body of the bearded man.

Kneeling down from head to toe, Claude searched carefully and found only one sheepskin purse, with only three silver tallers and a dozen copper coins of varying denominations, including even four black iron coins, the smallest pennies, equivalent to a penny.

“Poor ghost!” Claude spit hard on the ground.

Turns out reality is not a game or an Internet novel, Claude didn't find any space rings or storage bags, and the bearded man didn't carry any magic books. Claude was still hoping to find the magic scroll of the energy shield, but the fact is that none of the people who came out to rob will bring their most precious and valuable things to him. He went to rob instead of deliver the treasure...

In addition, Claude found a copper key in the trouser pocket of the body, which is not the key to the vault vault, but a regular room key, because the handle of the key is a wooden mermaid pattern with 219 numbers engraved on it.

Simply put, this should be the Mermaid's Tavern room key, 219 means second floor Room 19, the key is for opening the door. Claude did hear about the fact that the biggest and best tavern in the pier area is the Mermaid Tavern, which also offers accommodation in hotels. Katherine's sister, Catherine, was a waitress at the Mermaid's Tavern and was hailed as the Queen of the Tavern.

Claude looked at the key to the Mermaid's Tavern room in his hand, and it was clear that the bearded man lived there and came out at night to ambush himself in the woods. So his luggage and belongings should be in the room, maybe he should go there and see what he can get.

But the question now for Claude is how to deal with the body and leave it here. To think of it, Claude had to be glad that the fight took place in the woods, close to the ghetto, where night patrols in White Deer Town would not normally approach. And it was late, and the weather got cold, and nobody came out to hang out at this time, so the fight didn't shock anybody.

Claude just realized he was running out of time, he parked his carriage at the Ericsson's pier, and he agreed with Uncle Pegg that he would be back in about an hour, and that time would soon be up, and if he kept stalling, he wondered if Uncle Pegg would come looking for him, which would make more waves, and he had to make a decision as soon as possible, what would he do?