In the Name of the Queen

Four flying knives flew out at the same time, stabbing at their throats.

Although these four guards were professionally trained elites, and it was no problem for them to deal with several ordinary soldiers, they were normal people after all.

They never dreamed that an eighth-level extraordinary person would hide in the bushes to attack them.

According to their cognition, extraordinary people value honor very much, and they are very arrogant. They have disdain for ordinary soldiers in their bones, and often put on a strong posture and are unwilling to fight with all their strength.

Even if this arrogance will have serious consequences.

However, the attackers tonight refreshed their cognition.

Three of the four guards died instantly, and only one agile guy was lucky enough to avoid the vitals and was scratched on the neck by the flying knife.

He was about to roar to remind Robert inside, but he was shocked to find that he couldn't make any sound.

The flying knife was poisoned!

It was shameless enough for the extraordinary strong to attack ordinary people, but he actually used a flying knife?

Using a flying knife would be fine, but it was also poisoned?

Do you have any shame?

Seeing that the last guard could still move, Sif drew her dagger without hesitation, flew over and cut his throat with one sword.

She stabbed the bodies of the four guards one by one.

One stab in the left chest, piercing the heart accurately.

One stab in the right chest, to prevent anyone from being biased.

Then she stabbed into the head with a knife, stirring it vigorously, completely destroying the brain.

After dealing with the four super guards who were on sentry duty outside, Sif suddenly found that the cute little raccoon was still hiding in the bushes and waving at her.

She bent down a little embarrassedly, picked up the raccoon and touched it.

"Sorry, little guy, you are lucky. I'm busy tonight, go play by yourself."

Sif left quickly and cat-walked into the valley from the side.

In a place she couldn't see, the little raccoon who was just acting cute seemed to sense something, his eyes became a little flustered, and he ran quickly into the depths of the jungle.

In the bushes, with a few grass scraps on it, a slender hand reached out to the raccoon, picked up the little guy and put it on his face for a kiss, then let the raccoon go.

The raccoon didn't know how lucky it was to be alive tonight.

It just felt very comfortable being held.

He looked back at the bushes reluctantly, and the raccoon disappeared into the woods.

The girl who had just reached out to touch the raccoon stood up from the bushes. She was a young girl wearing light green clothes, slim figure, and delicate features.

She walked behind a big tree, found the middle-aged man hiding under the tree, and whispered:

"Teacher, I just found some information through memory reading."

She quickly told the teacher about the process of Sif killing four people in a row.

The raccoon's IQ is limited and it can't understand too complicated things, but its night vision is very good, and it recorded the whole process of Sif's action.

After listening to the disciple's report, the middle-aged man hiding in the dark was silent for a moment, with no expression on his face.

"When I met this White Rose Princess half a year ago, she was still a standard greenhouse flower, but now she has become a rose with thorns. Interesting."

"Enya, what rating do you think this White Rose should be rated?"

The young girl called Enya pondered for a moment and said tentatively: "A-level?"

"Her current strength may be A-level, but her potential is S-level."

"Teacher, are you evaluating her too highly?"

Enya was not convinced.

According to the teacher's rather harsh evaluation standards, she was only A+ level.

She is a super genius recognized by the sect as rare in a hundred years. How could she lose to the girl who picked up the throne?

Seeing Enya's dissatisfaction, the teacher smiled and asked: "In the situation just now, can you kill four guards instantly?"

Enya raised her head proudly, "Of course, I transformed into the Night Blade Leopard form and attacked from behind, and I could kill them all in three seconds at most."

"Without making any sound?" The teacher continued to ask.

"This" Enya's expression was a little unnatural.

Obviously, she couldn't do it.

If attacked by the Night Blade Leopard, the enemy will die miserably, and the screams are often even more miserable.

If she sneaks up, the screams of these four people before they die may wake up the hibernating giant bear.

The teacher continued to question the soul, "Will you go and stab each person twice?"

"Teacher, I am very confident in my strength, they will all die."

"What if someone's heart is on the right side or the neck is harder? What if someone passes by?"

Enya said nothing, cold sweat rolled down her forehead.

The teacher talked about special situations, maybe it will not happen once in ten thousand times, but the sages said that as long as the one in ten thousand possibility happens, it is 100%.

She lowered her head and whispered: "Teacher, I remember it. But that Sylph is a bit too much. How can she use a knife to mess up people's brains and not even let the soul rest in peace."

In her cognition, the human soul resides in the brain. If it is destroyed, the soul cannot enter the natural cycle.

Seeing Enya's indignant expression, the middle-aged man smiled and said, "Enya, this is why I gave her an S-level potential rating."

"The world is big, and there are many special methods that you don't know about to extract memories from the brain. For example, necromancy, soul control, and spells."

"Sylph completely destroyed the brain. Even if someone extracts the memory afterwards, it will be chaotic fragments."

Enya muttered unconvinced: "But we still saw her."

Hearing Enya's complaint, the middle-aged man's smile disappeared instantly.

"Enya, she did everything she could, and it was fate that she was discovered by us. If it were you, you would be exposed because of your stupidity."

Enya, who rarely saw the teacher angry, was frightened.

She quickly apologized to the teacher and begged for forgiveness.

Looking at Enya's obedient apology, the middle-aged man didn't blame her for anything, but just sighed softly, as if trying to convince himself.

"Enya, do you think the teacher brought you to the mainland for training to enjoy the mountains and rivers?"

"The sixth return day is getting closer. Every return day, the old ship will sink to the bottom of the sea, and the new ship will set sail. At first, our Natural God Court was the strongest sect; on the eighth return day, we ranked behind the Light God Court; on the seventh return day, we fell to third."

"If we continue to close the door and pretend that nothing happened in the outside world, the sixth return day may be the day we are expelled."

"Teacher" Enya shuddered and dared not say anything.

The teacher often says things that everyone doesn't like to hear, but it often comes true.

Over time, the teacher became unpopular in the sect and was called "Old Crow" behind his back, describing his mouth as only predicting bad things but not good things.

But the teacher never cared, just quietly trained his disciples.

Five years ago, he chose Enya as his last disciple and trained her carefully.

Three months ago, he announced that Enya could go out for training and brought her to the most prosperous core area of ​​Rodinia.

She saw a lot in these three months, but not many people impressed her.

Sylph was an exception.

She really.

Enya shuddered violently.

It was really cold.