The enemy only blocked Brian's two strikes before his weapons were knocked down.
[They're more like a bunch of hooligans than members of the patrol team.] Brian thought angrily. [Other than blackmail and extortion, what else have they done? Greyhound and I meticulously performed the tasks given by the lord, but ended up being the weird ones out of the team.]
But... it just so happened, this group of scum, in order to join Longsong Stronghold, did not care about what happened to the town, and used despicable methods to kill Greyhound.
Unforgivable!
He wielded the sword, aiming toward a frightened opponent's neck...
At this moment, a shadow emerged from the target, and swiftly stabbed close to Brian's heart. This blow was too concealed, so when he detected it, it was already too late.
In desperation, he crashed backwards to the ground, his body popping up, and felt a stabbing pain at his chest.
