Ignatius was very alert. He quickly retreated with the royal guards when he saw the assassin advancing closer.

Keeping himself alive was a priority now. He just needed to avoid the assassination attempt. When the assassin grew tired, he’d order the soldiers to kill him. This was the safest option.

“Draven, I think Ignatius is right. Safety first. I’ll retreat for now.” Atticus didn’t dare to stay any longer as he slowly retreated with the royal guards when he saw Ignatius leaving.

“Hmm! All of you are just scared!” Draven frowned slightly with a disgruntled look. He then turned to look at Mortimer and expressively said, “Mortimer, you’ve always been a brave fighter. You’re certainly not retreating like those two, right?”

“Of course not!” Mortimer stretched a little bit and smirked, “It’s just an assassin. There’s nothing to be afraid of!”

He became a sovereign after a bloody and hellish experience. There was nothing he had not seen. A worthless assassin was not enough to scare him.

“Good! We’ll see how good this assassin is!” Draven happily nodded as he signaled his royal guards. “Get into formation! Capture that assassin!”

guards withdrew their longswords immediately and

to show off as well. He quickly withdrew his sword and led his

from the very best. Each of them could fight a hundred opponents on their own and was much stronger than an

very skilled as he could defeat the common soldiers easily, but that

kill and attack as easily. As expected, when the royal guards of

ordinary soldiers in terms of skills, armor, and experience. Even though they might not be

of them were at different levels. A grandmaster

when he saw the assassin being surrounded by the royal guards. He was sure that they

guards. How could an ordinary soldier

ten thousand gold coins to the person who killed the assassin!” Mortimer shouted, raising his sword to the

that. All of

desire. Ten thousand pieces of gold coins were

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