Who made me a red dragon

Chapter 182 Assassin?

In a dark cave, Chester sat on a stone bench. He carefully wiped the dagger in his hand. During this mission, he spent most of his time hiding the dagger in the desert. Next, the originally extremely sharp blade has become a little dull at this moment.

The cloth in his hand was gently wiped, and after a while, a cold light radiated from the tough knife again. Chester picked it up and observed it carefully, with a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

Inserting the dagger into the sheath, the young rogue stood up and turned his gaze to the hole in front of him. Recalling his current situation, Chester couldn't help but fell into some kind of contemplation.

"I don't know when the red dragon will come back. It's not a good thing to wait like this."

Chester knew that in the cognition of the dragon, more than ten years was just a night of sleep.

He once heard something in his adventure career, a brass dragon told an adventurer a good joke, he decided to reward the adventurer, but before that, he was going to sleep well, and This sleep lasted more than 30 years, and by the time the brass dragon wanted to fulfill its promise, the other party would have died long ago.

Chester didn't want to make this kind of mistake. Human life span is limited. He is only 22 years old, and he should make good use of his time every year.

Standing at the entrance of the cave, recalling the previous conversation between Miles and him, the wanderer nodded and said to himself.

"Master Miles did say that some accidents might happen. I'll just wait for another week. If he hasn't returned after a week, I should leave too. Alyssa is still waiting for me."

Thinking of Alisa, a soft smile appeared on Chester's face.

"I haven't seen her for almost a year, and I don't know how Alisa is doing. I should have arranged enough things for her."

The feeling of going home was much stronger, and Chester walked out of the cave with a smile.

A week later, Chester, who hadn't waited for Miles' return, embarked on the road to return, but before that, he had to go to the High Wasteland.

According to Lord Miles' previous instructions, if he didn't come back, he needed to inform the green dragon Molly in the High Wasteland to make some additional arrangements for the orcs over there.

After bidding farewell to the leader of the Lizardmen, Chester rode to the High Wasteland.

More than ten hours later, Chester successfully reached the low mountain peak marked on the map. After some briefings, led by a dwarf, the wanderer saw the green dragon known for its sinister and cunning. Sure enough, it was as weird and evil as the rumors said.

If it was before, Chester wouldn't even dare to talk to this kind of creature, only thinking that he was the agent of Lord Miles gave him a lot of courage in his heart.

Bowing slightly to the green dragon in front, Chester said respectfully.

"Master Molly, Lord Miles has some things to deal with recently, so he specially sent me to tell you something."

"What's the matter? Tell me."

Molly knew that Miles had an agent in the human world. Since the other party sent a message, it would be no harm to listen to it.

"That's right, Lord Miles has a premonition that the newly conquered orc tribes may cause riots, so you ask you to lead these orc tribes into several battles in the next period of time."

"Is this the case?"

Molly's eyes lit up slightly. He didn't expect Miles to be so concerned about these things, but Miles was right, those orcs really should be disciplined.

Looking at Chester again, Molly said.

"I know how to arrange this matter. Does Lord Miles have anything else to do?"

Chester shook his head.

"Nothing."

"Okay, I see, you can leave."

"Yes!"

In response, without any pause, Chester quickly left the orc hall.

After the figure of the wanderer gradually moved away, Molly, who was squatting on the ground, couldn't help but fell into some kind of contemplation.

"Since we want to take these orcs out to fight, we might as well plunder a few elves' territories. It would be great if we could capture some elves as slaves."

Molly had a special preference for elf slaves. When he was still living in his mother's territory, there were many elf slaves in his mother's territory.

These ingenious creatures have excellent talents in taking care of flowers, plants and trees, and their ability to serve dragons is much better than other creatures. The most important thing is that they are long-lived species, unlike other creatures that will die soon.

"Well, just catch some elves."

After setting his goal, Molly took out a map, which he got from the orc tribe, which recorded various forces near the Supreme Wasteland.

Staring at the various labels on the map, Molly gradually fell into contemplation.

On the other side, after more than two days of journey, Chester also returned to the human city, standing on the street of the city, watching the traffic of people coming and going, Chester was going to buy something for Alisa , I only go back once a year, if you don't bring something, it's really shameful.

Wandering around the central store on the street, Chester quickly found some items that could be used as gifts.

"That's all, Alisa should be satisfied."

Putting the gift on the horse, Chester embarked on the journey back, but when he passed a certain intersection and accidentally saw a certain alley, his expression froze for a moment.

It was a dilapidated and deep alley, and standing far away from the alley, you could still smell the rotten smell of the stinky ditch there.

In front of the alley, there were a few passers-by in ragged robes looking around. They seemed extremely ordinary, but Chester, who was a wanderer, knew the identities of these people.

These scruffy-looking civilians are spies from the city's Assassin's Guild, and they monitor everything around them for any possible accidents.

"Is the Assassin's Guild?"

Thinking of this organization, Chester's memory couldn't help but go back to that night. He, who had obtained the power of dragon's blood, was so unbearable in a frontal battle with a barbarian leader. This was unacceptable to Chester.

He was empowered, but so vulnerable on a higher plane, the humiliation gnawed at his psyche.

"No, I shouldn't only have degrees!"

After seeing the terrifying power of the red dragon, Chester knew that if he continued like this without any growth, he would only be a slave for the rest of his life.

Looking at the flowers and gifts in his hands, Chester shook his head, and he walked straight to the alley ahead.

Now his body has surpassed most adventurers, and all he needs to improve is to improve his combat skills, and the Assassin's Guild in front of him is his best choice.

Walking towards the alley ahead step by step, the civilians wandering outside obviously noticed Chester's movements, and they surrounded Chester in twos and threes to block Chester's forward path.

A strong man with an unusually ferocious face shouted loudly.

"Boy, what are you doing here? Do you want to taste my fist?"

Chester didn't say anything, his fingers moved slightly, and the sharp dagger was pressed against the opponent's abdomen at some point.

Feeling the sharpness of the knife tip, the big man's face instantly changed color, and the rest of them also showed an expression as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

"What do you want to do?"

"I just want to go in."

"Do you have an appointment?"

"No."

"Who is the introducer?"

"There is no introducer."

"This"

The strong man in charge of the guard did not expect this situation at all. He looked at his teammate next to him, but his teammate's expression was cloudy, and he was obviously undecided. Just when everyone was hesitating, a deep voice came from the corner of the wall. came.

"Let him in, he is also a person who walks in the shadow world."

Hearing this sentence, Chester turned his head to look. It was an old man leaning against the corner. The other person was wearing a worn-out hat, and Chester couldn't see the other person's face clearly.

As soon as the old man said the words, the spies blocking the road naturally gave way. Chester bowed slightly to the old man, and then walked into the deep alley.

After Chester left, the old man looked in the direction Chester left, and he grinned, showing his yellow teeth.

"Here comes another fine young man."

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Entering the deep alley, most of the surrounding things are covered by a thick layer of shadows. I don’t know if it’s Chester’s illusion. He always feels that the scenery here is darker. The taste is also more unique.

"Maybe I'm right here."

With a chuckle, Chester continued to move forward, passed through a long and narrow alleyway, and a black house appeared at the end of the road. Although there was no additional marking, Chester knew that this was the Assassin's Guild .

Without any hesitation, Chester pushed the door open and entered. What greeted his eyes was a beautiful woman standing next to the cabinet. The dress of the other person was no different from that of ordinary people, but Chester could see from the callused fingers of the other party that This is definitely not a master to mess with.

Seeing Chester, the woman frowned slightly and whispered to herself.

"I remember that there is no business today?"

With a hint of doubt in her eyes, the woman asked.

"What's the matter with you?"

Chester scratched his head, he said.

"I have some things, I want to learn some skills, maybe here can help me."

"Study skills?"

Hearing these words, the woman's eyes lit up, and her expression became extremely serious.

"It's really interesting that someone will come to us to learn skills."

Chester looked at the woman in front of him. He took out a money bag from his pocket and put it on the counter.

"I think that should be enough."

The woman glanced at the purse, and after seeing the gold coins stored inside, she picked up the purse and weighed it. Feeling the weight, she nodded slightly.

"It is indeed enough, but to learn our skills, I have to tell you one thing, some people are not born with a certain talent, with us, you may be able to learn something, but you may not be able to learn anything. "

"I know."

"You know it's fine."

As she said that, with a wave of the woman's hand, an object quickly flew towards Chester. As soon as Chester raised his hand, he caught the object. After a closer look, it was a gold coin, but the gold coin's The style was different from what he had seen before. Just as Chester was about to ask about the function of the gold coin, the woman's words came.

"Take this gold coin and go up to the third floor, and give it to Black Snake. In the days to come, he will guide you in assassin skills."

Hearing these words, Chester nodded slightly, and then walked towards the stairs beside him.

After walking through many steps, Chester soon came to the third floor. There was only one room on the third floor. When he opened the door, Chester entered a dark space. The light here was so dim that he could not see the surrounding situation clearly. .

Chester moved forward cautiously, at this moment, an emotionless voice sounded in the room.

"The token."

With just two words, Chester already understood what the other party meant, and threw gold coins at the source of the voice, and soon the voice sounded again.

"State your request."

"I want to learn about assassin skills, focusing on assassination and close combat."

"Learning skills? I can promise you, but before that, I need to confirm your ability."

There was a little emotion in the other party's words, but to Chester's ears, it was like a cat that had met a mouse, and it was more about teasing and playing.

"You may be a cat, but I'm not a mouse."

Whispering in his heart, Chester nodded and said.

"You can take the test, I'm ready."

"Really? If that's the case, then it's done!"

The moment he finished speaking, a cold light quickly struck from the top of Chester's head.

"What? Why is he so close?"

Chester never expected that the other party's voice sounded so far away, but it was so close to him, even his own dark vision didn't notice it.

"Damn!"

Cursing angrily, Chester pulled out the dagger in his hand, but instead of blocking the opponent's attack, he raised his right hand, ready to strangle the opponent's downward swinging wrist.

The assassin in the shadow obviously didn't expect Chester to use this move.

"How stupid!"

After a burst of ridicule in his heart, the assassin still did not change his moves. According to his experience, with his strength and downward impact, it was impossible for the opponent to block his attack.

It was just that the moment Chester grabbed his wrist, a powerful force firmly controlled his wrist, and he couldn't go any further.

"how is this possible?"

The face of the assassin named Black Snake changed slightly, while Chester raised his right foot and kicked forward violently. Black Snake snorted, he also raised his foot, and his two feet collided, and a huge force was transmitted from the opponent's foot. Come on, Black Snake used this force to distance himself.

Just as the figure was about to disappear into the darkness, Chester raised the dagger in his hand and slashed at it. Black Snake's face turned slightly cold, and he decided to teach this guy a lesson.

The body suddenly turned into a black shadow. Chester slashed across, and the black shadow collapsed, while the black snake emerged from the shadow beside him. He swung the dagger and aimed at Chester's back.

"not good!"

Aware of the opponent's fatal attack, Chester raised his arm to block, and a cold light flashed across, and there was a bloodstain on Chester's arm, and the blood slowly overflowed, while the black snake on the other side showed a shocked expression.

His all-out blow actually only cut a bloodstain on the opponent's arm?According to past experience, shouldn't it be stuck directly into the bone?

There was a little more anger in his heart. When Chester was about to attack again, the black snake's figure disappeared again. This time he appeared directly above Chester, with his legs slightly exerted force. Overwhelmed.

Stepping on the wanderer's body, the black snake looked at the bloodstain just cut, and the sharp dagger in his hand could not help but lay across Chester's neck.

Just when Chester was about to say something, an angry word came into his ears.

"Go back to your fighter union!"

　A 4200-word chapter, two in one

　　
　
(End of this chapter)