Who made him a paladin?

Chapter 16 The Scoundrel

Is there a murderous aura?

Xia Nan looked around in confusion.

Apart from a few nobles and guides, there were no men on the street who looked like they had malicious intentions.

The line of sight shifted.

Xia Nan noticed that the half-goat's originally brown pupils were now glowing with a faint purple light.

Its head was also turning left and right, like a hunter searching for prey.

Given that the other party was an assassin, and recalling how she was able to approach him silently before, he was certain that she was the only one who could do so.

Such people's intuition is generally accurate.

Xia Nan subconsciously reached down to touch his lower back.

He then remembered that the broken sword was still stored at Karl's shop.

He quickly scanned his surroundings, trying to find something that would suit him.

However, apart from the streetlights, there were only people.

"Be careful!"

Lisa whispered.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two muffled gunshots shattered the stillness of the night.

Although Xia Nan was a well-informed transmigrator, he still had an instinctive fear of firearms, which were considered unethical.

But what he saw next showed him the true value of being an extraordinary professional.

A flash of cold light appeared first!

"Ding ding!"

By the time Xia Nan reacted, Lisa had already arrived in front of Sylvie, with wisps of smoke rising from the two daggers.

"Tap tap"

Xia Nan looked down at the ground and saw four pieces of lead, cut in half and emitting smoke, lying on the ground.

So fast……

Xia Nan swallowed.

Use a dagger to cut through the rapidly approaching bullet.

This is truly eye-opening – like a knife being pulled on the butt.

Only then did the surrounding civilians snap out of their daze and let out terrified screams.

"My goodness, this is so rude!" A fat gentleman didn't even bother to pick up his hat before disappearing into the alley.

Xia Nan always prefers to face troubles with a relaxed attitude.

But now, facing the Shadow Gunner, he had no choice but to be on his guard.

"I'll take care of the guys in the shadows," Lisa ordered without turning her head. "As for the henchmen in front, you can handle them."

Xia Nan frowned slightly.

Suddenly, more than a dozen masked men wielding short swords and machetes rushed out of the box in front of them.

"Royal remnants, all of you, die!"

"The new world doesn't need royal rule!"

Xia Nan understood.

This was a premeditated assassination attempt targeting members of the royal family.

"Guards, escort Her Highness the Princess to safety!" Xia Nan decisively issued the order.

In contrast, Sylvie calmly placed the windmill on the ground, then casually tore off her lace gloves and threw them away. Her azure eyes held no fear, only extreme excitement.

She clasped her hands together and smiled faintly.

Should I avoid its sharp edge?

Just as the assassin rushed within ten meters, ancient syllables escaped from her red lips.

"Crush the sound waves!"

This is a second-circle energy-shaping spell.

In an instant, visible translucent ripples, centered on her, surged violently forward in a fan shape.

hum-

The dozen or so assassins at the front immediately stopped, their weapons falling to the ground, and they covered their ears with their hands.

"what!"

Accompanied by screams, blood flowed from their noses and eyes.

When the attack ended, the assassins fell to the ground before they could even get within five meters of Sylvie.

Xia Nan finally understood why Sylvie dared to bring two burdens to the goblin's lair.

This woman is really capable.

However, even though magic is powerful, it has a casting interval.

Just as Sylvia lowered her hands, more than a dozen figures leaped over, stepping on their companions.

Xia Nan's gaze darkened.

It's too late to use streetlights as weapons now.

So he quickly squatted down and used [Lazy] on the solid manhole cover that weighed seventy or eighty pounds.

Then, using his fingers to pry open the gaps in the manhole cover, he easily lifted it up as if pulling out a radish.

Immediately afterwards, he used his waist to generate power and swung his arms in a semi-circle.

"Indian roti!"

With a whooshing sound, the dark iron manhole cover spun at high speed, sweeping out with terrifying kinetic energy.

"Bang!"

The first few unlucky ones rushed forward without even trying to block the manhole cover before being hit and falling down.

Taking advantage of the moment, Xia Nan quickly ran towards the lamppost.

After using "Lazy" again, it snapped the three-meter-long lamp post, which still had a light on at the top, right off the roots.

It was at this moment that an extremely subtle killing intent quietly locked onto Sylvie's back.

This is a high-ranking assassin lurking in the underground sewers.

He crawled out through the sewer that Xia Nan had opened, and like a weightless ghost, silently approached Sylvie.

When Xia Nan caught a glimpse of that cold glint in his eye, the assassin's dagger was less than a foot away from the back of the princess's neck.

Sylvie and the guards around her were completely unaware of the deadly threat.

If you were to use a streetlight to smash it, there simply wouldn't be enough time.

At the critical moment, the cause and effect that Xia Nan had sown earlier unexpectedly yielded a good result.

Smack!

The sound of breaking glass.

"Let go of that lady!"

The owner of the childish voice was none other than the guide who had been rewarded with silver coins by Xia Nan earlier.

As an outsider from the lower class, he was unaware of Sylvie's identity.

The child recognized Xia Nan because Xia Nan gave him hope of surviving for ten days.

So when he saw that Xia Nan and the others were in danger, he resolutely threw his eating utensils at the assassin.

Even if he can no longer make money from this in the future, he still wants to repay the kindness.

The burning lamp oil ignited the assassin, and Sylvie reacted, taking a few steps back.

The opportunity is coming!

Xia Nan suddenly exerted force with both legs, and the three-meter-long lamppost in his hand swung out a blur before slamming hard into the assassin's body.

"Bang--!"

The assassin was sent flying, crashing into a wall in the distance before sliding down, unable to move.

"Well done, kid." Xia Nan came to Sylvie's side and called out to the guide boy, "After we deal with these scumbags, I'll buy you a new lamp."

Before the words were finished, there was a loud "boom", the ground shook, and the group almost fell over.

A massive black shadow descended from the sky and crashed heavily into the center of the square.

Xia Nan's eyes widened.

It was a stone gargoyle over five meters tall, made entirely of black rock with a smooth, flawless surface. It had no facial features, only a torso and limbs, and the square inscription on its chest faintly emitted a purple glow.

"This is an ancient golem!" Sylvia exclaimed urgently. "I've seen it in ancient texts; it's classified as an elite-level monster."

"But its mechanics are very strong, making it immune to second-circle magic and damage from iron weapons."

Xia Nan had to admire him.

This group of people were truly well-prepared to assassinate the princess.

As expected, Sylvie fired three Arcane Missiles at the golem, but apart from kicking up some dust, they did not cause any real damage.

Roar--

The golem roared deafeningly, then slammed its fist into the ground.

In an instant.

Several cracks spread outwards, and a faint green light emanated from the cracks.

boom--

An invisible shockwave, arriving late, sent everyone flying.

Sylvie and the guards slammed against the wall and then fell heavily to the ground.

Xia Nan used the lamppost as a support point to avoid the impact.

"Princess, are you alright?"

Sylvie stood up, supporting herself with her hands on the ground.

Fortunately, she put on "Mage Armor" during the flight, which prevented her from being injured by the impact.

"Let's think about how to deal with the statue in front of us first," Sylvia said seriously.

Xia Nan met the gaze of the stone statue that was walking towards him.

Magic is useless right now, and metal weapons are ineffective.

Perhaps his divine technique, the Holy Slash, could turn the tide of the battle.

However, the Holy Slash requires something as a medium to activate.

Since lampposts are made of iron, will that negate any potential damage?

Moreover, to defeat this stone statue, which is even larger than a dire wolf, one would need to charge up to at least Gear 3.

Thinking of this, Xia Nan looked at the soldier beside him who was getting up.

In a daze, a flash of inspiration struck him.

Damn it, when two armies meet on a narrow path, the brave one wins!

"You, it's you." Xia Nan pointed at the royal guard beside him, "Now listen to me, take off your armor."

"Huh?" The guard pointed to himself, somewhat bewildered. "Sir... what's going on...?"

Although he didn't understand why, seeing Xia Nan's serious look, he still chose to shakily remove his armor.

The other guards had no idea what Xia Nan was planning, but Sylvie's eyes lit up.

She looked at the soldier who had stripped down to his underwear, then at the stone statue, and instantly understood.

He's still that man with the peculiar thought process.

"I'll lend you a hand."

Sylvisa quickly stepped forward and waved her hand, enveloping the soldier in a light blue light membrane. This was "Mage Armor," which could prevent the guard from being harmed.

"Power of Battle, Level Three!"

Xia Nan shouted, and a scalding heat flowed through her limbs, causing her muscles to swell again, almost tearing her tight-fitting dress.

Sylvie covered her lips instantly.

She never expected that this man had so many strange and unusual magical abilities hidden away.

"Dude, all you need to do is close your eyes, cross your arms in front of your chest, and then tense your whole body."

Xia Nan spoke in a relaxed tone, not wanting to put too much pressure on the guards.

Although the guards did not know what Xia Nan wanted to do, they had no choice but to do so because the princess was still there.

In an instant, to everyone's astonishment, Xia Nan lifted the 170-pound guard up by the waist, as if he were wielding a greatsword, and grabbed his straight legs.

They looked as if they were about to sweep the guards away at any moment.

"Princess, I need you to buy me time. The Supreme Slash needs to be charged up."

Sylvia nodded, flames leaping from her fingertips as she continuously attacked the statue, slowing its advance.

stare!

The soldier opened his eyes curiously and saw a blinding white light shining on his body.

He understood; Xia Nan was using him as a weapon.

These two are absolutely devils!

The guard muttered to himself.

However, the guard suddenly remembered his childhood dream: to become the legendary "Giant of Light" and defeat all evil in the world.

In a sense, giants may be somewhat distant.

But at least tonight, he shone.

I guess I've fulfilled half of my dream.

……

Soon, the 16-second charge was up, and the Holy Slash entered its third gear state.

Xia Nan began to sprint, then leaped into the air above the stone statue and swung the guard hard over its head.

"Supreme Saint Slash!"

In an instant—

A dazzling holy light erupted from the soldier, momentarily blinding everyone.

boom!

A beam of golden holy light descended from the sky and enveloped the golem's body.

Gradually, the blinding holy light dissipated, and the golem within the light barrier turned into countless stardust fragments, drifting away with the wind.

The surviving assassins and guards were all dumbfounded, clutching their heads in their hands.

The assassins, in particular, were the most devastated.

The organization spent a tremendous amount of money to awaken this ancient golem.

Thinking victory was assured, he was unexpectedly defeated by a paladin who used "living people" as weapons.

Too absurd... Too unreal...

The battle ended quickly.

The ground where the statue originally stood now only has a ring of marks from the scorching of holy light.

After the guard was put down, he opened his eyes and touched himself; nothing was wrong.

Normally, Xia Nan's weak body cannot provide the energy required for the output of the Third Gear Supreme Slash.

However, with the added boost of 25 points in constitution from the power of battle, the two forces canceled each other out, and he did not faint.

Instead, he stood there indifferently as if nothing had happened, which terrified the assassins who had just gotten up, causing them to panic and flee.

Suddenly, Xia Nan noticed a red ball of light bursting from the location of the stone statue.

It exploded! It exploded!

Xia Nan walked over excitedly and picked up the red ball.

The Oath of the End

Name: Ring

Quality: Red (Legendary)

Additional attribute: Agility +2

Function: Automatically detects murderous intent within a 30-meter radius of the wearer and marks the target's location and number. No cooldown time.

Upon seeing the introduction, Xia Nan almost jumped up in excitement.

With this ring, what's there to worry about from sneak attacks anymore?

With a slight thought, he summoned the ring to his palm.

The ring is made entirely of black and gold, with slightly convex top and bottom ends and a concave center with interwoven mysterious runes.

It was also the time for Xia Nan to enjoy the view—

"Your Highness!"

The roar startled Xia Nan, who quickly turned around.

In an attempt to buy Xia Nan time, Sylvie overused her magic, causing her body to collapse from the strain.

Xia Nan quickly came to her side, squatted down, and asked gently.

Are you alright?

"Don't worry about me..."

Although Sylvie was too proud to admit it, her deathly pale face had already betrayed her.

Xia Nan frowned and looked around.

The assassins have been driven away, but it's uncertain whether they will return.

Besides, how could the paladins and city guards react so slowly to such a big event as the princess being attacked?

No one has come to provide support yet.

Xia Nan felt something was wrong the more she thought about it.

"I'll take you to a safe place first."

Xia Nan, in a princess carry, gently and steadily held Sylvie in his arms amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd.

She wanted to struggle, but her weakness prevented her from moving around.

But she still used the last bit of strength in her body to say, haltingly:

"The windmill...I haven't...gotten it yet..."