Strength 99999 but the Holy Sister

Damn it, they don't want to get involved in this mess!

After all, they were planning to kill the gray-haired woman, so why would they run out to save her now? Isn't that strange!

"Wait a moment, we can't just rush over like that. Look, there are at least ten of them. They must be well prepared. We need to observe first..."

Felt Hat quickly grabbed Novi who was about to rush out, but before he could fool her, things went in the direction he least wanted -

"Is that you? Miss Novi!" The blonde girl was still confronting the men in black the second before, and the next second she turned around as if she had eyes on the back of her head, waving and shouting, "Please, please come and save us!"

The blonde girl's shout immediately made all the men in black look over here and meet the man in the felt hat's gaze.

"Uh……"

"Damn it! How on earth did she find us?!"

Pointed Nose wanted to pinch her to death.

The men in black all had unfriendly expressions on their faces, staring intently at these uninvited guests. Deep in the snow-white forest, there were already rustling sounds approaching them - the man in the felt hat could even detect the footsteps of several people.

At this moment, the blonde girl added fuel to the fire: "As a thank you, we would be happy to accept your proposal. We don't want those twenty gold coins in your hand. We are willing to give you the book for free!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ya Bo, who had been sitting there watching the situation develop, turned pale.

"Damn it, she did it on purpose!" Pointy Nose realized it belatedly.

Sure enough, the eyes of those men in black suddenly became hot.

However, Novi was not moved at all, her big watery eyes staring at the felt hat.

"Mr. Envoy, you are so kind that you wouldn't stand by and watch someone die, right?"

Pointed Nose couldn't stand it anymore: "Miss! That guy is clearly dragging us down!"

"She was just too anxious. She definitely didn't mean it... I can see that she is a kind person..."

You can't see me!

Felt Hat took a deep breath and suppressed all the curse words in his stomach. Now he really wanted to slap Nuo Wei away, but for the sake of long-term planning...

He endures it!

Finally, he forced a twisted smile despite the pain in his stomach that was about to knot.

"of course."

The man with the pointed nose rolled his eyes fiercely, and the bearded man's face turned black, but there was nothing more to say at this moment - because the men in black had already rushed towards them without saying a word.

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500. Vance commented

Vance is an experienced mercenary.

Like everyone else, he had taken on jobs in the Adventurer's Guild. With his outstanding skills, he became quite famous in his hometown. In the end, he achieved the silver medal and was only one step away from the gold medal.

He was young and reckless at that time, and he committed a crime and was sent to prison. The scars on his hands were left in prison. His skills were still good, so he met many people in prison, and those people became his connections. After he was released, he bypassed the supervision of the guild and began to try to take on private commissions.

That's much freer than being audited and watched by the guild.

Naturally, he soon stepped into the gray world and became a complete money worker - as long as he was paid enough, everything would be fine.

Everyone here knows him, and people often come to him for private work, including the antique dealer Nolde.

Nord is an old customer of Vance. Vance knows better than anyone how cunning and vicious this seemingly honest businessman is, because almost all the jobs Nord asks Vance to do are murder - if someone mortgages valuables to Nord because of a momentary emergency, then he will be in trouble, because Nord will find ways to kill him, and then naturally seize their collateral under the pretext of "overdue loan".

The pay was always good, and Vance wouldn't turn down such dirty work.

He and Nolde hit it off immediately.

This time was the same. Nord targeted a gray-haired woman. Vance collected intelligence and ambushed on the road outside the city early and set a trap. At first, everything went very smoothly. Like any other time, they used the trap to overturn the carriage, and their men rushed forward.

But things soon went wrong.

Vance saw a blonde girl jump out of the carriage and draw her sword towards them. It was a pitch-black, unique sword. Its shape was not gorgeous, but it was definitely not plain either. In any case, Vance couldn't help but take a second look.

"Huh? You're not hurt at all?"

Vance looked at the girl in surprise, then glanced past her at the damaged carriage under her feet. Such a big thing was overturned by explosives, but the girl looked as if nothing had happened.

The girl, Aisha, stood on the carriage and glanced around condescendingly.

In fact, she had already caught the breath of danger through her keen perception. She knew that there were people lying in ambush here, and she also knew that there were traps set here and someone would come to stop the car. From the moment Vance and the others entered Adele's mind-reading range, they had nothing to hide in front of Elsa. She knew exactly how many people were here, where the traps were, and when they would be launched.

However, Elsa still sent the carriage into the trap. The reason was simple. She was waiting for Novi and others who followed behind, and now was a good opportunity - with Tricia there, Lexi in the carriage was safe and sound. As for Grace and Becky, it goes without saying that even if the trap was put in their faces, they might not be hurt. How could they be injured so easily?

Elsa turned her gaze to Vance, and Adele also read Vance's thoughts.

"Did the antique dealer send you?"

Aisha asked, which surprised Vance slightly, but then he smiled.

"Oh, that's rare—I've been doing this a long time, and there aren't many people as perceptive as you."

Rather, most people never know why they are being targeted until they die.

"Really? Then a lot of people must have died at your hands, right?"

"Well, you'll be next."

Vance walked towards Elsa with a knife in his hand. At this time, there was a noise in the carriage. Grace climbed out of the overturned carriage holding Lacey, followed closely by Becky and Tricia. They looked around panicked, seemed to be very scared, and huddled behind Elsa.

Vance's eyes lit up when he saw this.

These women were surprisingly good-looking. Of course, what he valued was not their looks, but their money. Vance could tell at a glance whether a woman was rich or poor, especially the gray-haired woman. She was indifferent to Nord's gold coins, so she must be very rich, right?

"I won't waste my time talking to you. Go to hell—brothers, take her down."

Vance is not a pervert. He does not have a habit of torturing his prey. After all, the reason why he has been in this business for so long is related to his style of doing things - clean, fast and ruthless. He will never waste time if he can solve the problem easily, and he will always be cautious.

Just like his conversation with Elsa just now, on the surface, he was talking about some unimportant things with ease, as if he was appreciating the fear of his prey. In fact, Vance was just observing, observing Elsa's weapon, posture, eyes, movements, language, and expression.

And now the conclusion has been reached.

Most of Vance's men were former mercenaries or adventurers. They had followed Vance for many years and were already familiar with the entire "work process". They cooperated tacitly to surround Elsa and the carriage, and they had weapons and tools ready in their hands - there were spears, scimitars, crossbows, round shields, hunting nets woven with tiny blades, and ropes with sharp hooks at the end.

These things are commonly found on adventurers who often deal with large monsters. This special hunting net can fully restrict the movements of the prey. The more the prey struggles, the tighter the hunting net will be. The blades coated with poison will cut the prey's skin inch by inch, and the hooks will pierce the prey's joints and muscles. With the combined efforts of everyone, they can easily clamp the powerful prey in place and make it unable to move.

In fact, these things are also very practical in human combat.

"on!"

With a loud shout, the mercenary holding a spear thrust his weapon towards Elsa.

But the scene that Vance expected of Elsa being stabbed into a bloody mess did not happen. Facing the sharp knife and gun blade, she did not dodge or evade. Instead, she raised her hand in an instant and grabbed the gun with her backhand.

"what?"

The mercenary was stunned for a moment, and then Elsa shook her wrist. The mercenary felt a huge force rolling over the palm of his hand, which instantly crushed the skin of his palm and broke his control. He had no time to react, and before he could even feel the pain from his palm, the spear slipped out of his hand and was taken away.

Swish!

In just a moment, the spear was swung out, like a silver crescent moon. At the moment when the spear flowers bloomed, there was a series of crisp sounds. The spear actually blocked all the swords falling in front of it without any error. In Elsa's hand, it was like a stream of water brushing across her waist, and it took advantage of the momentum to turn around and shoot into the mercenary's chest.

puff.

The spear came out from behind with a striking red light, and the splattered blood dyed the corners of Elsa's clothes red. Vance couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"idiot!"

He cursed silently.

Vance was so angry that he laughed after losing one person in the first encounter, and was killed in such a one-sided siege - after all, a grown man couldn't even hold the weapon in his hand steadily. Vance suspected that he was too indulgent to these brats in his daily life, and only knew how to drink and play with women. Now he must have lost his life.

I have to give them a good scolding later, otherwise if one day they meet someone more powerful than this one, won’t they all be defeated?

But... this woman is really quite skilled. Although her movements are not fast, they are very precise. It can be seen that she is a very skilled martial artist.

Vance commented in his heart.

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501. Novi's Abyssal Magic (5K2)

Vance miscalculated.

This woman was much more powerful than he had imagined. In the blink of an eye, four or five brothers fell under her sword. Vance's expression also changed from being at ease at the beginning to being distorted as if he had eaten a fly.

The mercenaries seemed a little scared and didn't dare to move forward. Perhaps after a battle, Elsa also looked a little exhausted, panting, and did not take the initiative to attack.

People on both sides just stared at each other.

"Damn it, Nord didn't mention that! How could this guy be just a silver medalist!"

Vance shook his numb arm vigorously, and looked at the knife in his hand with lingering fear. There was a half-inch deep gap on the blade - he took Elsa's sword and almost died here. This made Vance, who was always cautious, back down in his heart.

He looked up at Elsa, who seemed a little exhausted at this moment.

Victory doesn't seem far away?

However, the counterattack of a dying person is very terrifying. Do you want to go?

Vance wanted to give up, but looking at the bodies lying on the ground, he was unwilling to give up. Death was a common occurrence in this business, but Vance only had a few loyal people under his command. They were the wealth he had worked so hard to build, and they were precious. If this trip failed, his hard-earned business would be in vain.

"Brother, what should we do now?"

The younger brother next to him asked.

Vance glared at him.

"What to do?—Go and kill her!"

The younger brother was stunned.

"Ah I?"

"If you can't do it, shut up!"

At this moment, Aisha spoke: "You are a little more powerful than I thought."

Of course! When I was an adventurer, you were still drinking milk!

Vance was indignant, but he sneered, "Oh, you want to chat and stall for time? Looks like you're at the end of your rope, right?"

Vance was testing.

But it was obvious that this trick didn't work. Elsa just grinned and raised the sword in her hand to point it at Vance: "Want to give it a try? I'm going to die anyway, so if I can kill you with one sword, it won't be a loss."

Vance's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but hold the knife tighter in his hand.

He'd lived his life on thin ice, finally building a reputation and not wanting to be undone in such an unclear way. He admitted that he was a coward, but as the saying goes, cowardice was just a tactic. What was the difference between being cowardly when necessary and seeking death? If he hadn't been a coward, how could he have survived to this day? He would have died eight hundred times over.

He narrowed his eyes and stared at Aisha, unable to make up his mind.

Of course, he didn't know that Elsa was just acting. As long as Elsa wanted, she could continue to be "at her wit's end" and kill a few more people by the way.

But Elsa still tried her best to act as realistically as possible, after all, her target was not Vance.

Besides Elsa, Tricia, Grace, Becky, and Lacey were all hiding in the back of the carriage.

Tricia looked weak and pitiful, and she was also acting, and she acted very well, while controlling her familiars to monitor every move of Novi and others.

"Novi and the others are already approaching, only two hundred steps away from us."

Through Adele, Tricia tells Elsa what the familiar saw.

Next to Tricia, Grace shrank her body and looked a little awkward. After all, she was not used to showing weakness. She tried hard to keep a straight face to make herself look weak, but in fact her expression was stiff and she looked a little cruel. Fortunately, in the night, she didn't look much different from being frightened.

Becky's face was pale - her face was very pale to begin with, so she only needed to squeeze her eyebrows to pretend to be pretty good, which was very easy. However, her mood was very subtle at the moment, because looking at this scene, she thought of some not-so-beautiful things - she still remembered that when she first met Elsa, she was also fooled by Elsa's pretending to be weak and pitiful, and she was fooled badly.

Only Lacey, who was held in Becky's arms, was really a little scared, but only a little.

"Novi and the others are here."

"Okay, it's about time."

Elsa glanced into the depths of the forest. Although it was dark, she could see the figures of Novi and others clearly.

She calmly withdrew her gaze and looked at Vance.

"You can't do anything to me, and I can't do anything to you either," Elsa paused, pretending to negotiate. "How about this? We both make concessions. You let us leave safely, and I won't report this to the city. Once I leave, I'll never come back. You can continue to be the king of your stronghold."