I was a lord farming, how did I become an emperor?

Chapter 147 Strange Assassination
"Millie!"

Rod hugged the little girl tightly, reaching out to check her breath.

Thankfully, my breathing is even.

She just fainted.

Rod only knew that Millie would have nightmares after being lucky, but he didn't expect her to faint.

Rhodes lifted her up in his arms, and the little girl suddenly frowned and clung tightly to Rhodes' clothes.

It seems that the dream I had after fainting wasn't a happy place either.

"Leah!"

Rhodes called out softly, and Lia quickly ran over.

"master!"

"Make the bed so she can get a good night's sleep."

"It's the master!"

Lia quickly ran to Millie's little room and got busy.

After Rod put Millie down, Avril and Vivian ran in one after the other.

"What's wrong with Millie?!"

Avril asked worriedly.

"It might be because of the witch's powers."

Rod explained, frowning.

Avril didn't know what Millie's abilities were yet, so she simply stepped forward and gently stroked Millie's forehead.

"That's okay, you won't die."

Vivian crossed her arms and leaned against the door frame, saying leisurely, "It's just exhaustion. I'll be fine after a few days of rest."

"You know a lot about this?" Rod asked, turning around.

Vivian gestured towards Avril with her lips, "Every time I die, my sister feels very tired."

"My death means that my sister's body has completely lost its energy, which is why she is so tired."

Vivian added, "I guessed."

"I hope so."

Rhodes sighed softly.

"I'll stay with Millie tonight, you guys go to sleep."

"I'll stay too."

Avril asked with some concern.

Vivian walked to the chair and sat down on it with her round bottom.

"I am not sleepy."

"..."

Rhodes glanced at Vivian.

If you're worried, just say you're worried about Millie; otherwise, you'll say you're not sleepy.

Rhodes really couldn't understand why Avril, who was so gentle and honest, would summon such a sharp-tongued and arrogant clone.

"Then you guys stay here for now, I still have some things to finish."

“Okay, go ahead.” Avril nodded.

Rhodes got up and went back to his studio, where he put away all the rubbings of the draft paper.

All four books on sea creatures were carefully stored and locked in a hidden compartment of the cabinet.

Then Rod took the sea creature script manual back to Millie's house and stayed with Millie while learning the sea creature script.

Learning a foreign language takes a long time, and Rod only hoped to have a general impression so that he could quickly find the information when looking up materials.

It's worth mentioning that as his mental strength increased, Rhodes felt that his memory was also improving.

Don't rush. Read it carefully twice, and you'll be able to remember about a third of it.

However, it's also necessary to go back and reinforce your knowledge, otherwise new content will take over from your previous knowledge.

……

……

The night was thick with darkness.

The stars and moon were obscured by dark clouds.

The north wind howled, piercing through the bare treetops, emitting a chilling wail like a lonely ghost.

The icy chill seeped into every inch of exposed skin, and the guards of Winterfell Manor couldn't help but shiver.

Even flames could not dispel the chill outside the house on a winter night in the northern wilderness.

On the snow in the shadows, a dark red shadow was slowly crawling forward, like a thick, old pool of blood, seeping through the cracks in the manor gate and spreading silently.

The guards at Winterfell Manor were very dutiful, patrolling the main gate from time to time.

Whenever a guard passes by, the dark red mass stops moving, hiding in the darkness as if it were truly a disgusting pool of blood.

In fact, in the shadows of such darkness, even if the bloodstain were wriggling right in front of the guards, it would be difficult to spot.

After the guards left, the bloodstains continued to flow.

It circled the manor, seemingly searching for something.

When moving near the lair of frost and thunder, it suddenly stopped.

It crawled up the wall and slipped through the vent of the wooden house into the lair of frost and thunder.

Then, it stopped in the corner, bubbles rose on its surface, emitting a faint hissing sound, and then began to wriggle upwards.

Dark black lines faintly appeared in the blood, and the congealed blood clots rose and coalesced, stretching out into a human shape, first a skeletal framework, then the shape of muscles, and finally the texture of skin.

Then another streak of blood spread upwards along the skin, layer by layer coalescing and covering the skin with the robe.

The whole process was very quick; in the blink of an eye, the dirty, thick bloodstains transformed into a tall, muscular man.

The red-robed figure looked at the sleeping Frost and Thunder, a sinister smile appearing on his lips.
"It's quite interesting to see two baby wyverns in a place like this..."

The figure in red robes pondered this, curiously wanting to step forward.

But as soon as he extended his pale fingers, Frost and Thunder seemed to sense something, and their heads twitched slightly.

"The two little ones are quite perceptive."

The man in the red robe chuckled slightly and stopped moving.
"Let's deal with business first. We can play with you two later when we're done."

The red robe then began to writhe, and in the blink of an eye, it turned back into a pool of viscous liquid, quickly flowing away along the wall.

It changed direction and continued on its way, circling the entire manor before finally stopping in front of the main house.

He then found a crack in the door and slipped into the hall, quietly making his way through to the master bedroom to investigate, but found no one there.

The bloodstains remained stagnant in place, seemingly wondering why no one was in the master bedroom.

But after a while, it circled around again and crawled into the side bed next to it.

"It turns out to be here."

Bloodstains revealed three figures lying on the heated kang bed: two adults and one child.

"So, this must be Baron Rhodes."

The dark red bloodstains twisted and writhed once more, coalescing into the figure draped in a red robe.

The man in the red robe raised his right hand, and his robe, like blood, spread forward, transforming into a dagger-like spike.

He stared at the handsome young man sleeping soundly on the kang (a heated brick bed), slowly moved forward, and raised the sharp spike in his hand.

"This task is much simpler than I imagined."

The man in red robes thought to himself, watching the handsome young man before him thrust his sword straight down.
“One hundred souls, no, including this new soul, that makes one hundred and one…”

Just as the spikes were about to fall, a dull thud of flesh being pierced rang out.

The man in red robes felt a sharp pain in his chest. He looked down and saw a dark, short knife piercing through his chest!

"Ahhhh!"

The red-robed man's piercing scream instantly echoed throughout the entire bedroom!

The man in the red robe roared angrily, suddenly swinging his spikes in a sweeping motion, but the people behind him quickly dodged!

"Huh? He's still alive?"

Vivian stared in astonishment at the red-robed figure before her, then glanced at her own dagger, which was stuck in his heart!

Durant's teaching methods aren't right either.
It was a fatal blow, but the guy still stood there, his face contorted in a hideous and repulsive way.

"You actually destroyed the body I loved most!"

The man in the red robe let out a hoarse voice and screamed as he lunged at Vivian!
However, as soon as he moved forward, Vivian's figure vanished from the spot.

At the same time, a rapid metallic scraping sound came from behind the red-robed man, followed by a low whistling sound that instantly cut through the air!

Well!
The heavy sword swept across the air, and the red-robed man's head was chopped off!

With a loud thud, the red-robed man's corpse crashed heavily to the ground.

The one wielding the sword was none other than Rhodes, who had just awakened.

"How did this guy get in?"

Rhodes frowned, staring at the corpse on the ground.

No sooner had Rod finished speaking than an unexpected scene unfolded!
—The red-robed corpse slowly melted like a heated candle, turning into a pool of dark red liquid.

What shocked Rhodes even more was that the dark red liquid seemed to come alive, rapidly wriggling and escaping outwards!

"I rely on!"

Rhodes couldn't help but blurt it out, and he hurled his greatsword at the liquid!

puff!
The greatsword instantly plunged into the ground, slicing the bloodstains in two!
However, to everyone's disbelief, the bloodstains that had been split in two actually came back together and continued to escape outwards!

"Not dead yet?"

Vivian's voice was filled with surprise and shock as she picked up the dagger and chased after the bloodstains!
She was like a cat catching a mouse, constantly brandishing the dagger!

But this rat just won't die!
Rhodes followed closely behind, but did not make a move easily, frowning as he quickly thought things through.

Clearly, swords and blades have no effect on this thing.

As the saying goes, "You can't cut water with a knife."

Then, what about using fire?
Rhodes stopped, focused his mind, and quickly mobilized the scorching energy within his body.

"Vivian, get out of the way!"

As Rod's voice faded, Vivian instinctively believed him and stepped aside!
Rhodes's gaze sharpened, and he suddenly pointed his right hand forward!
The next instant, a ball of orange-red flame streaked across the sky and struck the red liquid precisely!
"hiss!"

A piercing scream rang out instantly!

Mars explodes!

The liquid twisted violently on the ground!
It exploded into pieces in an instant!

The red liquid quickly turned black and dried into clumps in a moment, resembling scabs and blood clots from a wound, which was extremely disgusting!

Vivian breathed a sigh of relief and, without a trace of aristocratic demeanor, sat down on the ground.

Rhodes also sighed deeply, looking at Vivian with extreme confusion.
"What the hell is this thing?"

……

As the red blood dries and clumps together.

Meanwhile, in a secluded underground chamber, a jar on a shelf on the wall suddenly exploded.

Thick, fresh blood splattered everywhere, and the jar next to it was also covered in blood.

The loud noise instantly startled the black-robed man who was sleeping on the chair next to him.

He jumped up quickly and looked at the inscription beneath the broken pottery jar.

—Salposer Blackblood
"What happened? Salposer is dead?"

The man in black robes stared wide-eyed, as if he had witnessed something that could never have happened.

He hurriedly returned to the old table and rummaged through it, eventually finding a scroll with Salposer's name on it among a pile of scrolls.

The man in the black robe quickly opened it, his gaze shifting to the last part.

The above is Salposer's latest commissioned task—

Type of commission: Assassination
Source of commission: Earl of Falcon, Eagle Castle.

Target of the mission: Baron Blackpine Ridge, Rod Tulip.

"Black Pine Ridge? The Baron?"

The man in the black robe quickly went back to the bookshelf next to him and found the contents of Rod Tulip.

When he found it, his eyes widened, clearly even more shocked.

"how come?"

"How could a mere newly ennobled baron kill Salposer?"

The man in the black robe simply couldn't believe such a thing could happen.

If this baron is so powerful, would the Tulip family have placed him as a lord in the Northern Wastes?

"Could this be a conspiracy by Earl Falcon against us?"

The man in black robes immediately came up with a reasonable explanation.
"That damned nobleman!"

……

……

The guards swarmed over.

They moved very quickly; they rushed in as soon as they heard the commotion.

But everything happened too fast. When the guards rushed in, all that was left was Vivian sitting on the ground, the lord standing upright, and bloodstains on the ground.

Avril was also awakened and came out of the bedroom.

However, she was still trapped in Vivian's memories and was too shocked to speak.

"My lord, are you alright?"

The guards asked nervously.

They gripped their longswords tightly, their eyes quickly scanning the room, searching for the source of the sound.

"It's alright, it's been resolved."

Rhodes waved his hand.
"He's an assassin; I don't know how he got in."

He spoke in a flat tone, as if he were simply talking about what he had for dinner.

But in reality, Rhodes had already cursed countless times in his mind.

"It's our fault!"

The guards immediately knelt on the ground, bowed their heads and admitted their mistake, their voices filled with self-reproach.

An assassin has broken into the manor; no one can escape responsibility.

"This is not your fault. This assassin is beyond your imagination."

Rhodes did not blame the guard.

He saw the thing's bizarre appearance with his own eyes, so it's normal that the guards didn't notice.

If it weren't for his extraordinary powers and the witch Vivian's help, he would probably have already met his demise.

Not to mention dealing with that lump of stuff.

For ordinary people, this is considered "force majeure".

Your strength puts us to shame!

The captain of the guards looked guilty and then pressed, "Where did he run off to? Should we go after him?"

Rhodes smiled. "It's alright, we've already killed the assassin."

Rhodes knew that the captain of the guard had not seen the body, so he assumed the assassin had escaped.

So before the captain of the guard could ask any more questions, Rhodes pointed to the congealed blood clots on the ground and said, "These are the assassins."

"what?"

The captain of the guards was stunned.

The captain of the guards' first reaction was that this was a mockery of Rhodes's poor defense.

But then he felt that his lord rarely punished them in such a tactful way in this matter.

—Guards who made mistakes were usually whipped.

"So that's what you meant by 'beyond imagination'!"

The captain of the guard immediately realized what Rod meant.

The captain of the guards thought for a long time but still couldn't understand how this clump of blood could have assassinated the lord.

"Yes, I will explain the process to you in detail tomorrow."

The guards naturally needed to understand this so they could be prepared for its next appearance.

Rhodes himself hasn't figured it out yet.

"Don't worry, sir! We will definitely strengthen the guard!"

The captain of the guards made a loud promise, his eyes filled with determination.

"Okay, let's go down."

Rhodes waved his hand, and the guards bowed and withdrew.

After everyone left, Rod used paper to scoop up all the blood clots on the ground and put them into a wooden box.

He examined the blood clots carefully but couldn't discern any information.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, you would never believe that a corpse could simply turn into a bloody mess and escape.

But looking at Vivian beside me, it's not so surprising.

After all, Vivian could blend into the shadows and become completely invisible, so it's not too surprising that a superhuman could turn into bloodstains.

Did you see his face clearly? Was he male or female?

Rhodes looked at Vivian beside him and asked.

Vivian shook her head and said, "I can't call him a man just because he's ugly."

"But he was really ugly. His entire face was distorted and you couldn't tell his features apart at all."

Vivian squinted as she recalled, "However, when my dagger pierced his chest, I noticed that his chest didn't seem very big, like a man's."

"His voice was a little hoarse, and I couldn't tell what it was."

Vivian nodded, as if confirming her conclusion.
"So I can't be sure whether he's a man or a woman."

Rhodes originally intended to label the other party as a witch.

However, based on Vivian's description, the other party seemed to be more inclined towards men.

A wizard apprentice?
Rhodes felt that he should consult the Dawn Society about this matter.

But whether it's a man or a woman, this kind of extraordinary ability is truly terrifying.

If Vivian hadn't given him a heads-up, Rhodes might have actually died from his attack.

How did you find him?

Rod looked at Vivian and asked.

"I'm not asleep."

Vivian casually replied, "I told you I'm not sleepy."

"It's already past midnight, aren't you sleepy yet?"

Rod looked at Vivian in surprise.

"I now prefer the night and somewhat dislike the sunlight, so I prefer to rest at midday."

Vivian said with a hint of helplessness, "I don't know why, but I'm always very awake at night."

"I was just resting with my eyes closed, I didn't fall asleep,"

Vivian explained, "I just heard a rustling sound of liquid flowing, and I opened my eyes out of curiosity, and then I saw him trying to kill you."

Rhodes nodded.

He hadn't felt anything at first, but now that he thought about it carefully, Rhodes couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine.

It seems I'll have to keep Vivian by my side from now on.

With Vivian around, his life would be more secure.

"Eh?"

Vivian stood up and looked at Rhodes with curiosity.

"Tell me, who wants to kill you?"

This question surprised Rod slightly.

Rhodes had been thinking about what was trying to assassinate him, but hadn't yet considered why.

He didn't answer Vivian's question immediately, but stood there thinking.

Now, his only enemy is Earl Falcon, and he is most likely his primary target.

The remaining possibility is Marquis Hanren, but we haven't gathered enough information about him, so there's no need to assassinate him.

Another possibility is that it involves a different race, but that's also very unlikely.

After all, the assassin spoke in the Imperial language.

Moreover, the motivation of the non-human race is not strong.

Unless every lord of the wasteland is assassinated.

The last one, which still has a slight possibility, is Baron Harlan.

It's possible that the other party is trying to intimidate him in order to force him to their side.

But recalling the scene just now, the assassin had intended to kill him.

"The most likely candidate is Earl Falcon."

After thinking it over, Rhodes gave his conclusion.

(End of this chapter)