Julius threw out the curved sword. It was not easy for him to throw out a weapon that he was getting more and more familiar with. He had already treated the curved sword given to him by Lulunaka as half a cross-shaped sword.
This was a weapon that was completely different from the straight and beautiful cross-shaped sword. It was a little fierce and cruel, but at the same time, it was very eye-catching.
He threw such a weapon towards the black-robed man that he had seen in the underground of the King's Castle. The man in front of him was definitely not the two men that he had seen before. However, the feeling he gave off was exactly the same as the two men that he had seen before.
So Julius was very decisive. He did not even have the slightest thought of probing and entered into battle mode.
The curved sword with a beautiful arc was spinning in the air, rushing towards the black-robed man. The warrior in front of him did not react. Although he was vigilant, he did not expect Julius to be so decisive. He showed such strong hostility towards a stranger who had not done anything and had not said anything.
From their point of view, it was indeed so … However, Julius felt completely different.
The curved sword that was spinning in the air was definitely not something that could be ignored. Moreover, it was rushing towards the black-robed man with a very shocking momentum.
The two men were not nervous because of Julius's sudden attack. The warrior in leather armor had already pulled out the long sword at his waist. He stared at Julius who was rushing towards him and ran towards him.
If his companion was someone who would be beheaded by a scimitar, then he wouldn't have been assigned to this mission.
The black-robed man was indeed a little surprised at first, but it was not to the extent that he did not react at all.
He raised his right hand under his robe and whispered some strange syllables in a low voice. The curved sword that was attacking him in a straight line was raised a little by an invisible hand.
It was the wind pressure that was generated from the bottom of the curved sword. It lifted the curved sword and made it rush towards the sky. This made Julius even more certain of his judgment. This was a mage.
When the black-robed mage dealt with the scimitar, the warrior and Julius were already in close proximity.
The warrior brandished his long sword in an attempt to block Julius' forward momentum. After brandishing his sword a few times, he raised his sword horizontally and thrust it at the charging Julius.
Julius's movements were easy to guess. This kind of courage was worthy of praise, but in front of a veteran like him, it was just sending his throat to the tip of his sword.
However, Julius didn't act as he wished.
Just as the tip of the sword was about to touch his nose, Julius' panicked expression suddenly changed. After that, the warrior could no longer see Julius' face.
The warrior, who had thought that he had already won, was surprised because Julius had dodged his stab, and at such a close distance, he suddenly leaped up and jumped over him.
Julius's jumping ability was amazing. After jumping over the warrior, he stepped on his shoulder, causing him to lose his balance and fall forward. He almost had a close contact with the ground.
Using the warrior under his feet as a fulcrum, Julius flew towards the black-robed man with a ferocious momentum … In the eyes of the black-robed mage, Julius was indeed such an existence, completely blocking his vision.
When the mage raised his hand again, Julius didn't foolishly become a target.
He took out something from his chest and threw it at the mage.
The mage raised his hand. The thing was hit by his spell, just like the curved sword. However, unlike the curved sword that was sent flying, this thing was split into pieces and the things inside were scattered on the ground.
What Julius threw out was the reward given to him by Mulder. It was a money bag full of coins.
Because there was nothing in his hand that he could throw out to distract the mage and to receive another spell, Julius could only throw out the only thing that could be thrown out without hesitation — the heartache was another matter.
Looking at the money bag that was split into pieces, Julius was sure that the mage had used a spell similar to the wind. He had seen it before. It was indeed a wind blade that could split a person into four or five pieces. However, he didn't know who was stronger between this mage and the arrogant black-robed mage who had died. According to Julius's intuition, this person in front of him was stronger than the black-robed mage.
Julius, who had experience fighting against mages, never dared to underestimate them.
In Lulunaka's teachings, mages were not defined as people who could use arcane spells, but as "deceivers".
Julius had a deep understanding of this. You didn't know how many spells they were preparing under their robes. You also didn't know how many spells they had written on scrolls and were waiting to be triggered. Not to mention those magical props that could be used to protect their lives or for sneak attacks.
Losing a full purse was indeed a heart-wrenching thing, but compared to one's own life, money was just a small matter.
When the mage split the money bag open, Julius landed in front of him. He raised his sword and pressed it against the mage's chest, which was also close to his heart.
"Shut your mouth, mage!"
Julius shouted. The tip of his sword was pressed against the mage's body and had already pierced through his robes.
From the feeling of being stabbed, Julius was very sure that the tip of the sword had slightly pierced into the mage's body.
This slight pain was very effective. It made the mage shut his mouth and did not dare to open it again. He also knew that he was a mage. Even the slightest movement, the slightest movement of his mouth, could cause a fatal mage's existence. And the opponent seemed to know it very well.
His judgment was not wrong. Julius was very clear about the strangeness of mages. He had paid a lot of tuition fees for this, even almost losing his life.
After making the mage stop, Julius could feel that the warrior behind him had also adjusted and was already looking at him.
There was no time to hesitate. Julius made a very reasonable judgment and choice. He grabbed the mage's arm, threw him towards the warrior, and ran away.
Before running away, he also picked up the curved sword that had fallen to the side.
To him, this was a fortunate thing that could slightly make up for his losses. As for the coins that were scattered on the ground, he no longer had any thoughts about them. He would just treat it as if he had never received these coins, and remove them from his mind.
When the black robe and the warrior recovered, Julius had already run far away and completely disappeared.
At this time, by the lakeside of Iznikhu, Romuona, who was sitting quietly in deep thought, opened her eyes.
She took out the pointer that Apo had given her. This thing used to belong to Lulunaka, then was given to Apo, and finally ended up in her hands. It had the function of pointing to a target.
This was once a pointer that pointed to Lulunaka, but Lulunaka had changed it so that Romuona did not know what this pointer was pointing to.
And now, this pointer was swaying slightly, showing an unstable state.