Summoning the Holy Sword

Chapter 315 - Night Ambush



Old Walker left the alley in grumbles. Rhode stood on the spot and observed in silence as the old man disappeared into the crowd. The Midsummer Festival hadn’t ended yet and Golden City, known as a city that never slept, had bustling nights while relaxing music played from the bars. Not only that, but the streets were also filled with vibrant, festive decorations.

Rhode admired Golden City’s night scenery for a few moments before heading out of the alley. At this moment, a shadow flitted by behind him.

While exiting the alley, Rhode pulled up his hood to conceal his face. He reached a bar named ‘Midnight Beauties’ within a few minutes and without much hesitation, he pushed the wooden doors open.

Then, the melodious sound of music and clamor flooded him.

The spacious hall was full of people. Mercenaries lifted their cups and exchanged conversations with one another. There were female dancers swaying their slender waists and hips sexily in the middle. Half-naked mercenaries surrounded them and whistled sharply. Their laughter filled the entire bar. Rhode puckered his brows and moved to a corner where a drooling drunk was sleeping over the table. Rhode turned a blind eye to him and pushed him aside for his seat.

This didn’t start any commotion, just like how a small stone couldn’t show its presence in the face of a storm. Since the victim lay flat on the ground and didn’t respond, the others wouldn’t be dumb enough to stand up someone whose name they didn’t even know. Furthermore, a customer who had occupied a seat without spending money wasn’t welcomed by the bar. The drunk might even be removed from the bar and thrown into the ice-cold valley along with the trash.

The waitresses testified this explanation as they carried warm smiles while disregarding the drunk beside Rhode. They seemed to be around 25 to 26 years old. Their pretty faces were smeared with low quality powder and half their chests were revealed in a long dress which outlined their slender bodies. Gazing at this customer who was concealed under a cloak, one of them came to his side with a smile.

“Excuse me, Sir, what do you need?”

“Give me your best alcohol.”

He was confident in this mission. Although the previous battle between Rhode and Mobis had displayed Rhode’s outstanding strength, it wasn’t threatening for a murderer. However, Carody still had to make certain adjustments to his plans. An angered Master Swordsman definitely wasn’t an easy target, so he gave up on his original plans and made amendments. Anyway, to Carody, he wasn’t concerned if Mobis’s guild was eliminated from the competition. Instead, this was the best opportunity for him to complete his mission. That young kid must be both mentally and physically exhausted from his battle with Mobis, and this was the best chance to strike.

And because of that, after Mobis left the arena, Carody had been trailing Rhode and waiting for an opportunity to strike. He initially thought that Rhode would return to his campsite and that would mean bad news. However, to his surprise, after everyone returned to the campsite, only Rhode made his way off to have a chat with an old man at the alley before casually going for a stroll.

This definitely served as an opportunity for Carody and he had no qualms of Rhode’s intentions. A young man who had defeated a huge figure like the Sky Sword Guild would naturally celebrate. Therefore, he had trailed Rhode while waiting for the right time to strike. Initially, when he spotted Rhode flirting with the waitress, he knew that it was the opportune time, but he never expected that when he struck, the hunter turned into the hunted!

Not good!

Carody’s complexion turned pale, but before he came up with any counteractive plans, dozens of pitch-black tentacles scuttled from the shadows and bound him tightly.

Only then was Carody finally convinced that this young man was harder to handle than he had ever imagined.


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