Chapter 1101: 379: Strike (Part 3)

Chapter 1101: Chapter 379: Strike (Part 3)

Even in the top assassin organization Black Blade, there are very few who have earned the title of ‘King of Assassins’.

Using such top-tier assassins to deal with the witchcraft-practiced Rein is naturally the best choice.

“Additionally, the Duke said that General Donald is taking considerable risks in helping with this matter.”

“Because it’s said that Marshal Alfred originally intended to meet this Rein, but due to urgent military affairs, he left the Imperial City some time ago.”

“So…” Butler Owen said.

“So this time, it must succeed!” Greenwood waved his hand, speaking before Butler Owen could finish.

He understood the unspoken implications in Owen’s words.

“Wise Master Greenwood, otherwise, there might be very few opportunities to act in the future.” Butler Owen smiled and bowed slightly.

….

A day and a half later.

At the airship dock in Nome City.

Many people in noble attire are waiting for the airship arriving from the Imperial City, clearly here to receive someone.

However, among them, three people stand out in full combat gear.

If Rein were present, he would instantly recognize them as Langgeler, Flay, and Alex, who had fought alongside him.

“Captain, doesn’t the name of the Fine Gold Swordsmen coming from the Imperial Headquarters resemble that of Lord Rein of Mingster Province?” The tall, skinny young man in leather armor, Flay, couldn’t help but ask curiously.

“Probably just a coincidence.” Alex, dressed in a robe and holding a book with an iron-style cover, thought for a moment and said.

Although Lord Rein’s strength is indeed formidable, it’s unlikely he would have advanced to the Fine Gold Level so soon.

After all, prowess is prowess. Advancing in the Sword Bearer ranks isn’t so easy, requiring the completion of various difficult or arduous tasks. Advancing to the Fine Gold Level so quickly doesn’t make sense.

“But I keep having this premonition that this Lord Rein is the one from Mingster.” Flay said, furrowing his brow.

“Haha, I wish that were true, but it’s impossible. This person is a Fine Gold Swordsman from the Imperial City, at least possessing Legendary Level strength.” Langgeler shook his head, smiling.

“But isn’t Lord Rein about the same?” Flay said stubbornly.

During the last visit to Mingster, he was completely impressed by Rein, and after returning, often talked about Rein, his words full of admiration.

“This….”

For a while, Langgeler and Alex couldn’t come up with a rebuttal.

Because that Rein from the neighboring province is truly exceptional.

“However, there’s no need for us to continue guessing; the airship from the Imperial City has already arrived.” Alex pointed to the sky with a smile.

….

Fifteen minutes later.

“Hiss~ Is it really you, Lord Rein?” The three of them, with expressions of disbelief, exclaimed towards Rein.

“Captain Langgeler, Alex, Flay, long time no see.” Rein greeted with a smile as he stepped off the airship.

Rein had a good impression of these three people.

In the battle against the cult in Meister, despite the cult’s strength, none of them shied away, which Rein greatly admired.

At this moment, Mia and Chandler, behind Rein, exchanged glances and whispered to each other:

“Who knew, this Rein seems quite famous.”

“Yes, I didn’t expect that even in Nome Province, Sword Bearers recognize him.”

“This small team is quite capable for a branch, but unfortunately, they are about to be eliminated.” Mia glanced at Langgeler and his team, saying.

“Yes, Captain Langgeler’s strength is decent, nearing the Magic Iron Level.” Chandler nodded slightly in agreement.

The two naturally knew that Rein was from the neighboring Mingster Province, and unexpectedly, his reputation was known even in Nome Province, which was quite unusual.

After a brief chat, Langgeler asked:

“Lord Rein, according to the instructions from the headquarters, the branch has sent us to accompany you. Should we set off directly now or stay in Nome City for the night?”

By this time, Langgeler had adjusted his address for Lord Rein to Lord Rein.

“Yes, Lord Rein, how about staying in Nome City for the night?” Flay said with a smile.

“Let’s go directly, and after we return, we’ll have a good gathering.” Rein smiled and said.

Return?

Can they return?

Seeing this scene, Chandler couldn’t help but smirk slightly.

“Alright! Lord Rein, the Griffin is ready, let’s proceed.” Langgeler led the way.

…

Soon, the group each controlling their own Griffin swiftly advanced towards their destination—the Black Mud Swamp.

The Poison Liquid Flying Dragon prefers swamp environments, and the Black Mud Swamp, hundreds of miles away from Nome City, has become the best nest location for it, convenient for attacking the densely populated human villages and towns around, preying on humans and livestock, while rapidly returning to its nest.

“Lord Rein, we plan to slaughter a few prepared Fierce Species in Mud Swamp Town on the outskirts of the Black Mud Swamp to lure it out.”

Since receiving this task, Langgeler had devised several contingency plans and made considerable preparations.

“Alright.” Rein thought briefly and agreed.

Going directly into the miasma-filled swamp is certainly not as convenient as lying in wait.

…

Half an hour later, a small airship adorned with a family crest also arrived at the Nome City airship dock.

Leading it was Greenwood, accompanied by a warrior who appeared exceptionally burly and strong.