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Chapter 116 Finding the Target

Chapter 116 Finding the Target
After listening to his explanation, Ronan suddenly fell backwards.

At his original position, a cold light flashed, almost passing his throat.

Seeing that the assassination failed, the assassin who made the shot jumped backwards, distanced himself from Ronan.

Then the assassin's body miraculously disappeared from the room, and it was difficult to find traces.

"Is it the hidden ability of Pioneering Blood?"

Looking at this scene, Ronan knew it in his heart.

Pioneering Blood, which is a reconnaissance characteristic, may also give birth to the hidden ability of inversion.

Elimination of breath, psychedelic light and shadow, etc. are all possible.

It's just that the level of the assassin in front of him is not enough to deceive Ronan's spiritual vision.

So in his eyes at the moment.

The assassin was holding a dagger, and he was leaning against the wall, holding his breath, moving slowly and carefully, trying to get around behind him.

Ronan pulled out the dagger at his waist, and before he could react, threw the dagger and pierced his chest.

Lost the ability to hide, the assassin's body by the corner gradually revealed.

Then Ronan put the sword in his hand on the shoulder of the merchant who was trying to escape, making him squat on the ground trembling and dare not move.

Since the area of ​​Wildfire City had basically been allocated when Luo Nan came, only a few corner streets remained.

As for the Baiyu street where he lived, most of the wandering soldiers gathered in the tavern, and after solving this place, it would be difficult to see any rebellious enemies.

After the rest of the team gave up the idea of ​​searching for ordinary civilians, the place gradually calmed down.

Not long ago, Ronan received a message from a mercenary who rushed over.

It was sent by the most powerful Skull Crusher Mercenary Group in the port.

The other party is calling other mercenary groups in the port area to gather for a meeting so that they can cooperate to face the coming enemies.

The gathering place is the conspicuous sailor's market in the port area, a large open-air square.

Originally, this was a lively market for merchants in Wildfire City to buy and sell all kinds of goods. Tourists and residents gathered here to see fruits, live fish, jewelry and clothing from all over the kingdom.

But with the outbreak of the war, business stagnated, and the fall of Wildfire City made the once bustling market even more deserted and dead.

Now that the mercenaries are gathering here, it actually adds a bit of vitality to the sailor's market.

In the very center of the bazaar stands a tall banner, above which depicts a black sledgehammer and smashed human skulls.

The overall configuration is full of publicity and arrogance.

And on the opposite side of it, two other flags were erected, depicting a roaring storm and an eagle spreading its wings, each occupying a large area.

"Skullbreaker Hammer, Storm, and Dragonhawk, these are the three most powerful mercenary groups in the port area at present. Their leaders are all third-order golden knights and awakeners. The number of mercenary groups exceeds 500, and many of them are Awakened and Knight."

Looking at the three flags occupying the triangle in the center of the market, forming a scene of confrontation with each other, Wano, who often went out to understand the situation in the past two days, introduced.

Ronan nodded, observing the members of the mercenary group gathered under the three flags.

The equipment on their bodies and the aura they displayed clearly surpassed the ordinary mercenary regiments around them, causing others to give up their central positions in fear.

Affected by the aristocratic ethos, the mercenary group attaches great importance to the symbols representing their own power.

Often the place where the flag is erected declares that this is their territory. If someone dares to offend, conflicts will easily break out.

At this moment, Ronan saw that many mercenaries had escalated from quarrels to sword confrontations because they were too close to each other, and even caused casualties.

Elena wasn't in the mood to talk to them, she was holding the flag in her hand tangled up, curling it up, hesitating whether to open it or not.

"Don't waste time, otherwise we won't be able to occupy a seat, so we can't stand outside and watch, right?" Ronan reminded with a smile beside him.

Elena glared at him viciously, then sighed, and unfurled the banner resignedly.

The chubby cat's face appeared in the sky along with the fluttering flag, causing the noisy mercenaries around to fall into silence unconsciously.

A few people couldn't help lowering their heads and let out a sneer, and most of the rest stared at Ronan and the others with inexplicable eyes, shook their heads, turned their eyes away, and ignored them.

The avoidance of other mercenary regiments made the environment around them much more empty for a while.

"Don't say it, the effect is quite good, and it allows us to enjoy the treatment of the three in the middle."

Ronan sat on the stone steps and said with a smile, while Elena sat next to him with a bitter face, constantly adjusting her emotions.

Vano and his wife are very calm. They don't care about face. They have completed their accumulation of wealth, and the rest only hope to survive in the next war.

The three large mercenary groups in the center kept arguing throughout the meeting.

Their reactions directly affected the attitudes of other mercenary groups around them, and the atmosphere in the market became more and more chaotic.

There is a lack of a figure with enough influence to stand up and unify the ideas of all parties.

All mercenary groups had their own ideas and refused to obey the orders of others, which directly caused this mercenary meeting to become a complete farce.

After leaving a few corpses, everyone broke up unhappy.

The final result of the meeting was the same as before. The major mercenary groups defended their own areas as usual.

On the way back, Ronan was not in vain.

He knew that so far the Second Army of the Silver Alliance had set up ten bed crossbows and five large catapults behind the walls along the river to guard against enemy warships.

And allocate a thousand soldiers to patrol and defend the river bank, which is almost all the strength the army can squeeze out.

After basically figuring out the current situation, Ronan no longer paid attention to the battle situation here, but started looking for the target of this trip.

The offensive and defensive battle of Wildfire City is a matter of life and death for the mercenary group here.

But the actual impact on Ronan is not great.

He doesn't care if the city can be held, and it doesn't even matter if the Silver Territory is defeated in this war.

Compared to this, he now needs to find a qualified host for the Holy Blood parasite and witness its effects.

At night, Ronan left from the window on the third floor of the tavern and walked alone in the port area.

Illuminated by moonlight, the war-torn city presents a uniquely polarizing scene.

On one side is a lively tavern where a large number of mercenaries gather to drink and have fun, and on the other side is a residential area where the doors are closed and the residents are frightened and afraid to make a sound.

Before he knew it, he returned to the enemy where he had seen the father and son burned and the woman killed.

There, a teenager was tremblingly picking up the woman's body, trying to close her wide eyes.

(End of this chapter)

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