I was an apprentice in Ferren

Chapter 203 Undercover
As the number two leader recognized by most people, Jassim's weight is self-evident. Before being contacted, he had already mysteriously and quickly become drunk. When the news of his rebellion was heard, the surviving bandits were filled with fear.

Although many of his men died and he himself was taken away, news has now emerged that he has successfully escaped, and it's even possible that even his boss was killed.

Jassim's former subordinates were even more confused.

What the heck? What's going on? Have we become the work of an informant?

No wonder we were placed in such a convenient place to be guarded. And now that things have gotten so chaotic, is it because the boss has succeeded and it's the perfect time to rise up and seize power? Who knows, we might even become a small leader.
Thinking of this, the bandits took out their swords and fully armed themselves. They went to the tunnel with torches, only to find that even the firelight could not provide any visibility. All they could hear were the sounds of killing and the cries of the dying.

"It seems the boss has succeeded. Those people are still shouting that the boss is rebelling, and it's still not quelled." The deputy captain next to him was a little excited. Others could only have hope, but he was Jassim's confidant: "I'll go meet the boss. You guys watch and kill the others. We can't let them affect this uprising."

The other underlings readily accepted the order, but Old Cole felt a chill run down his spine as he looked at the darkness of the tunnel. If the darkness spell hadn't been dispelled, didn't that mean the caster was still alive?

With that thought in mind, he quietly lagged behind, and after the others had set off, he drank a bottle of potion, instantly turning his body transparent.

Second-level Illusion Potion: Invisibility Potion.

Feeling a little uneasy, Old Cole returned to his room and curled up behind his bed before finally letting out a sigh of relief.

He's old and his strength is limited. He has little hope of being the leader, so he might as well stay hidden here. That way, once things calm down, he won't have committed any crimes, and no matter who becomes the leader, he can keep his life and continue working.

However, to Old Cole's surprise, while he was waiting for the riot to end, he heard various voices from people before they died.

That's the voice of Rashid's men. Oh, Rashid is dead too. His teammates are dead, even the vice-captain has been killed in action.

The voices gradually thinned out, but why were they still shouting that the captain was rebelling?

Is the situation under control or not? It seems like there are hardly any people breathing anymore.
Wait, why does this voice sound familiar yet strange?

"Search for Jassim's spies!" Dupont lifted the curtain, revealing a room as empty as before, though a blurry figure stood not far away, and the person seemed somewhat familiar.

"Damn, you old ghost, you're still alive?" DuPont laughed when he saw the man: "I let you off the hook last time hoping you'd turn over a new leaf, but judging from the result, you've got no shame."

If this guy had just stayed quietly under the bed, he probably wouldn't have noticed. But right now, he's activated his stealth detection ability just in case someone tries to ambush him, and he's unexpectedly discovered a potential threat.

Old Cole was terrified when he heard this. How could his life-saving medicine, which he had spent a lot of money to buy, be seen through at a glance? Could it be that the unscrupulous boss sold him a counterfeit?

Seeing the other party approaching with a sword, Old Cole realized he hadn't been tricked and gave an awkward smile: "I just came back to retrieve something. You see, I haven't been involved in this infighting, sir. Could this be something you orchestrated?"

"Who knows?" DuPont didn't answer directly. "By the way, do you have a treasure room?"

“It seems there isn’t such a thing, but our storage room is on the second floor.” Old Cole pointed in a direction: “That place has rune locks blessed by the leader, and it’s also where he lives. We usually don’t let people in.”

"There are rune locks on the second floor??" DuPont was somewhat surprised to hear this. "By the way, I heard your leader is a mage?"

"He does know magic, and his lightning strikes are incredibly powerful. All the robbers who dared to challenge him turned into corpses." Old Cole's legs went weak as he said this: "Sir, you go yourself. Let me live. You are skilled enough that you may be fine, but if I go up there, I'm afraid I will only be waiting to die."

"Here's what we'll do. You go out the back door and tell the ranger staking out there to meet me on the second floor. Once you're out, don't go too far. There are some of his men there; if you run around recklessly, you'll get yourself killed." DuPont said, taking out an elemental damage absorption scroll, and instantly a light blue aura enveloped him.

After getting rid of the guy, DuPont didn't stop walking. Suddenly, an arrow came flying at him as he walked to the middle. DuPont turned to dodge and looked at the target, only to find that it was Cui Xing: "Damn it, why did you shoot me?"

“A conditioned reflex…” The Sun Elf wiped the sweat from her forehead. Although there were no corpses here, the heavy stench of blood made her feel dizzy. “I think something’s wrong. Are you alright?”

“It’s alright, but I did mention there’s a second floor here.” DuPont said, casting a light-dancing spell, and several dark red orbs of light shone in the cave. “There really is a staircase. The ceiling is a bit high. Was this the residence of giants before? Never mind, I’ll go first. You can use your advanced invisibility spell to cover me.”

After saying that, DuPont turned and left, but a shield light secretly flashed around him.

He can now maintain the old shield spell for a few minutes, which is perfect for this situation.

However, upon arriving on the second floor, DuPont discovered that the stench of blood was also quite strong, and there was also a genuine door.

It's made of iron.

He took out the scroll of the Tapping Technique, but the first one remained untouched. DuPont knew that the person who copied the scroll was probably not as skilled as the spellcaster here, but that was not a problem.

Rune Locks also have energy; as long as you keep using the Strike spell to counteract it, you might be able to open them after using a few more.

He could even pry open the place with a crowbar once the magical energy above was almost depleted. As for any potential magical traps, he could simply withstand them with his body.

Although his level 13 is a bit weak, his resilience is definitely not an issue; he's only slightly weaker than a pure combat specialist.

After the third knock, the door opened, and DuPont calmly dodged the crossbow bolts, raising his hand to unleash a fireball spell into the room.

Regardless of whether there are people inside, let's throw a fireball to scout ahead.

Although this might accidentally damage the magical items and valuables inside, what's more important than my own life?

After casting a fireball, no sound came from inside the house, so DuPont knew there was probably a soundproof barrier inside. Without hesitation, he launched another fireball, but it disintegrated in mid-air before it could even be fired.

It is a counter-magic technique.

Without hesitation, DuPont activated the Greater Acceleration spell, wielding his greatsword and lunging forward. But just then, a somewhat familiar voice came from inside the house: "Hey, isn't this DuPont's nephew? What are you doing here?"

"Uncle Kaka?" Dupont was somewhat surprised. Wasn't this the mage advisor who had given him the scroll before? "What are you doing here?"

“Since you’ve all come to suppress the bandits, I naturally have to come too. As the local strategist, I naturally have my own unique intelligence.” Kaka smiled憨厚ly and patted the black iron staff in his hand: “You can’t all go out and I can’t do nothing, or I’ll be held accountable by the council. I killed the leader here and was just about to take some spoils of war when I didn’t expect you to arrive as well.”

“You’d better get a share.” DuPont saw the young man’s corpse on the bed and planted his two-handed greatsword in the ground. “Is there anything valuable here? You can’t keep it all to yourself.”

“No problem.” Seeing DuPont put down the greatsword, Kaka’s smile became even more amiable: “Where are your father and the others?”

"They're cleaning up the bodies downstairs. This operation has really exhausted us." DuPont said, pointing to the bookshelf, and said with some surprise, "Uncle Kaka, that magic book seems interesting?"

"Oh?" Kaka turned his head following DuPont's finger, but in an instant he only heard a whistling sound, then frowned and looked at his waist.

The greatsword that had been stuck in the ground was now back in DuPont's hands, and the boy's eyes were filled with astonishment. The greatsword in his hand was now wedged in the boy's waist, the wound probably less than five centimeters long.

"Hey, why did things have to turn out like this? I didn't want to kill you in the first place." As Kaka spoke, his pupils turned gold, and his blue irises shimmered with an eerie light. "There's a saying that it's rare to be confused. I think your father may not understand, but he's truly confused. You, on the other hand, are too cunning."

DuPont did not answer, but instead drew his sword again with both hands. The powerful blow shattered the shield spell summoned by the mage into arcane fragments once more, but the opponent's blackwood staff easily blocked his sword strike, and he was then forced back three meters by a bolt of lightning.

First-level Evocation spell: Thunder Wave
Dupont's heart sank, but the three-meter distance was a matter of moments for him. The veins on his neck bulged, and in the blink of an eye, his greatsword had already unleashed eight strikes, tearing the opponent's robes and leaving several bleeding wounds. However, the opponent did not fall down at all, only showing some surprise.

"I didn't realize your strength surpassed that of your father; that's quite a rare thing."

"Fuck you!" DuPont cursed and continued his attack. His muscles were aching, but the Greater Acceleration spell only lasted for less than 12 seconds. He couldn't afford to waste a single second; another strike might cause his opponent to lose his composure.

His normal strength is 18, yet it was blocked so easily. Just who is this guy?
Another wave of thunder was launched, but DuPont did not hesitate and immediately used Berserk. The sudden increase in his physique made his body unaffected by the fluctuations of the lightning. This sudden change made him frown and let out a roar that instantly deafened DuPont.

This caused DuPont's sword to veer slightly off course, while Kaka's black iron staff also came crashing down. DuPont ignored it and swung his sword at the opponent's head. In the midst of the greatsword battle, the immense force from the staff slammed him directly into the wall.

The immense pain made DuPont feel as if his intestines were being robbed. He spat out a mouthful of blood and stood up, watching as the other man held his sword in his hand and took out a dull silver sword from his backpack. The powerful force of the sword confirmed the other man's identity: "Ha, a blue dragon disguised in a human town? Has no one noticed?"

"The mage was discovered after I ambushed him, but it was obviously too late."

'Kaka' chuckled, tossed the greatsword into his spatial pouch, and his blood-soaked body made the usually gentle mage appear incredibly ferocious.

He took out a bottle of healing potion and poured it on his body, and the broken skin slowly healed: "Your father is a penniless wretch. His magical equipment, except for that bow, can only be sold for ten thousand gold coins. On the other hand, your magical items are worth more than a hundred thousand gold coins. Did you rob someone's treasure vault?"

"I admire your composure." DuPont stood up unsteadily. "Is this confident calmness, or are you trying to intimidate me?"

"What's there to scare about, you little brat? But experiencing human fear is definitely a game you can never get tired of." As he spoke, lightning appeared in Kaka's hand, and he unleashed it at DuPont without any hesitation: "But your performance was a bit unsatisfactory, so I'll just finish you off directly."

Just as the lightning struck, DuPont vanished instantly, but the mage didn't seem to care.

The other party's information indicated they were a third-ring mage, so using the Mysterious Step technique would be quite normal.

This room is only so big, where could this guy possibly hide?
The blue dragon could not escape the presence of humans. Just as it was about to take action to eliminate DuPont, countless ice blades appeared in the room.

The sudden surge of cold energy made Kaka frown. A sky-blue shield appeared in front of him, but the surging ice blades still managed to cut his still-healing body.

"Ice Spike?" The mage frowned. He sensed the elf's presence but didn't know its exact location, so he simply ignored it and charged towards DuPont: "It seems your friends care about you a lot, but unfortunately, it's too late for them."

"You seem to have misunderstood something." DuPont dodged the blow that smashed the bookshelf with a spinning leap. The silver blade flashed by, and the sudden burst of light made the mage frown. He was about to use the Shadow Step, but his fingers had already moved, and his figure was still in place, surrounded by a beam of green light.

"Dimensional Anchor?" The mage sneered, then suddenly lowered his waist and spat out a bolt of lightning toward the door. Cui Xing's painful cry came from the second-floor doorway, but Kaka also gasped in pain.

He looked down at the silver sword, which should have been weak, but instead had slashed a 7-centimeter-deep wound into his left chest, even penetrating into his lung: "How can this be sharper than refined gold?"

"Then naturally it's specifically to slay you demons and monsters." Dupont turned around and slashed again, but the mage's figure disappeared instantly. A massive 60-foot-long figure crushed the walls of the study into fragments, and its thick dragon tail swept directly at the figure that had jumped out of the room, its eyes flashing with anger.

This secret technique allowed him to retain the powerful attributes of a dragon even after he became human, but it also made the damage he received connected to his original body. He now felt as if he had swallowed lava, and all of this came from a minor character who should have been crushed to death by him.

"You have a way to die!"

Faced with the dragon's tail that came flying at once, DuPont did not dodge at all. He slashed down with his longsword at the dragon's tail, which was thicker than his waist.

Blood splattered as a two-meter-long section of the tail fell to the first-floor floor, but DuPont was also slammed against the wall by the severed tail root, spitting out a large amount of blood.

Dragon blood and human blood mingled together, and both the dragon and the human cried out in pain, looking at each other.

But the dragon merely sneered: "I can breathe lightning, what can you do?"
It opened its dragon kiss to DuPont, who was slammed against the wall with a dazed look in his eyes, but just as it was about to inhale, a piercing pain shot through his chest.

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The dragon lowered its head, but another arrow hit its mark precisely. The baron fired again, and the expensive enchanted arrow did not strike its toughest scales. Instead, it struck its heart through the wound on its chest, where the dragon scales were no longer protected due to the injury in its human form, and even the dragon skin was torn.

The blue dragon turned and unleashed a lightning breath at the baron, but how could the agile ranger possibly dodge an attack that had lost the agility of his gear and was already slowed by serious injuries?

Arrows came again, this time with two more elven arrows. The elven sisters who heard the sound rushed over, drawing their bows as they ran, while Moonflower held her staff, and a deep green healing energy struck DuPont's body.

At this final moment, the blue dragon seemed to have forgotten its previous trauma, looking directly at the baron: "I never thought I would neglect you because of this brat."

"New and old grudges will eventually come to an end." The baron said, dodging the direction of the blue dragon's bite again, but the dragon only coughed up a mouthful of blood. Then it grinned and flapped its wings, lifting its body to crash into the fallen DuPont.

"Your hatred is not over yet. You will forever remember that I killed your wife and your precious son!"

The baron felt as if his heart had been frozen. He drew his bow and arrow almost instinctively, trying to kill the dragon, which was already on the verge of death but was preparing to take revenge. But even if the arrow hit again, how could he end the life of this strong blue dragon in an instant?

The blood-soaked dragon crashed down on the figure less than six feet tall, but in its final moments, as it tasted the Baron's fear and regret, it saw the fallen figure raise its head and look at it with disdain.

In his hand was also a dwarf musket.

Blood splattered, and the already dimly lit dragon felt its pupils plunge into complete darkness. The excruciating pain made it instinctively open its mouth wide, but the two deadly bullets continued to penetrate the shattered golden eye, piercing through the tender brain before being stopped by the hard skull.

You have gained 84000 experience points.

However, the others present did not see this scene. The desperate attack launched from the air kicked up a large cloud of dust, and even those with poor vision could not tell what was happening inside.

The baron sheathed his bow and arrows, switched to his sword, and charged forward, but Moonflower felt her vision go black and collapsed to the ground.

This dragon must weigh at least tens of thousands of pounds. Even without using its full strength, how could any mortal withstand its weight?

But just then, a blood-stained hand patted her shoulder: "Hey, I feel like I have several broken bones in my arm and ribs, can you treat me?"

Yuehua turned her head in confusion, only to see Du Bang still standing in front of her, covered in blood. Tears welled up in her eyes, and she stood up and hugged Du Bang tightly. Due to her overwhelming emotions, the two of them fell to the ground.

"Hey, hey, you should treat my injuries first! I have a broken rib!!"

(End of this chapter)