"Hoo ......"

Seeing that he had silently killed three people in three consecutive attacks, Annan relaxed and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Just now, Annan suddenly had a strong intuition in his heart - if he slashed the fourth knife, he might die.

Although he knew that he would not theoretically die from frost and cold injuries, this strong feeling of palpitations still made Annan retract the idea of planning to make up for a few more cuts.

For the first time, he felt that his breath was so cold, like the wind blowing from a cold store. His chest was also cold, and his right hand holding the sword was almost unconscious, and a strong chill spread from his wrist to his arm.

At this time, the cold soreness in the shoulders and wrists came from the hindsight.

Then there was a strong itch in the chest, mixed with numbness.

"Ahem...... Ahem......"

Annan's body stiffened, and he coughed violently twice, and a sharp pain came from his chest.

But this pain is mixed with soreness and itching, but it seems that he has experienced a masochistic exercise. Annan couldn't help but feel the pain of being unable to move, but instead felt a strong sense of pleasure in his heart.

It was his own reason that restrained him, telling him that "you have to take a break" so that he could resist his desire to jump up and vomit blood by the way......

Annan immediately stopped where he was, began to take deep breaths to adjust his state, and tried to exhale all the cold air soaked in his lungs. It was repeated six or seven times before he felt some warmth in his chest and his limbs gradually warm.

I always felt that this kind of pain was unusual.

To be on the safe side, he opened his panel anyway.

Attributes, classes, and other things don't seem to be visible in dungeons. The only thing Annan can see is his own health and erosion:

Health: 70%

Erosion: 4%

"This frost swordsmanship hurts the body a bit......"

Annan frowned slightly, and suddenly remembered it.

He himself is very pressing. He was not using a body that belonged to Annan, but John's.

John hadn't been injured before, but when he used the Frost Sword Technique three times in a row, he suddenly deducted 30% of his health.

When he used the Frost Sword Technique before, he obviously didn't pay any price......

He suddenly recalled the fragment of memory he had seen before, which belonged to the original body of "Annan"-

Obviously, little Annan only slashed one or two swords at a time, but he looked very tired. It's not like it's because of my young age and lack of strength, but it's a bit like what I look like now......

It seems that the Frost Sword Technique should have a built-in CD, which can only be used twice in a row at most, otherwise it will be a burden on the body.

"It's worthy of the Duke's family's secret swordsmanship......"

Annan sighed with satisfaction.

According to the general routine, the more this skill is burdened by itself, the more powerful it should be.

You don't see the old enemy of Qimu Wuwukai's life, and the legendary Matt is one for one, and he almost succeeded in exchanging one by relying on the peerless learning that died with one hand.

The identity of "Annan" should probably be a direct descendant of Duke Rindong.

This is the son of the Grand Duke!

Although I don't know how many children the duke has, he can be regarded as the heir of the principality...... One of them. In the future, you can still look forward to the leisurely days of glory and wealth and waiting for death......

Annan exhaled a big breath of cold air again, and then straightened up. Dragged the bodies of the three people who had been silently assassinated by him into the house one by one.

It's like the stealth assassination game he's ever played.

After killing someone, always remember to hide the body. Otherwise, killing is basically equivalent to killing in vain.

Unfortunately, there are no bins or wardrobes for a lot of corpses......

So Annan thought a little and stuffed all three corpses under the quilt. Only the back of the head and two faces are intimately exposed.

He deliberately picked the side that was not frozen and looked relatively intact and placed it outside.

As long as there are no weirdos in this room, it should be fine. The corpses of these men should be able to be hidden until the end of the dungeon.

…… If you really encounter that kind of pervert who dares to enter the house to take a closer look when he sees such a frightening scene, and even excitedly lifts the quilt to take a closer look, then Annan has no problem.

After all, psychology is knowledge that is only useful to humans......

Annan waited for a while, and found that even though he had stopped exhaling the air conditioner, his pain had been relieved, but his health had not recovered naturally.

He smacked his mouth in disappointment.

Can't you breathe back blood......

Obviously, his injuries seem to have recovered, but his health has not increased.

…… Or is this internal injury because he was only in a "nightmare" that he could recover so quickly?

Annan narrowed his eyes slightly and said nothing.

He doesn't waste time any longer. Seeing that his health had not recovered, he walked out of the door directly, intending to carry out the next step of the hunt.

Annan repeated the rhythm of hiding first-then meeting directly with a big backstab, killing all the guards who were patrolling or resting under the deck.

Counting the first three people, there are eleven people in total.

It sounded like a lot of work, but with no warning from anyone and none of the guards seemed to be on the move, it only delayed Annan for less than half an hour.

Although he could not be sure, all the people he killed were betrayers......

But in the end, it's just a copy, just an illusory dream, a story that happened a day ago. In real history, perhaps the betrayers have already succeeded in biting their master to death, and swept away with the wealth and secret treasures that belonged to Don Juan.

If you can't tell who is a traitor, you might as well kill them all.

By this time, Annan had realized that something was obviously wrong -

He noticed a detail that he hadn't noticed in the previous week.

Why didn't he see a servant or even a handywoman on this ship?

This is clearly counterintuitive. Don Juan is only thirteen or fourteen years old this year, and even if he is sent to a remote town to be a lord, it is impossible not to give a single servant.

It's not decent at all...... And they have an old wizard with them. Who will take care of his daily life?

To say that it is impossible to carry so many servants, or that the servants are on other ships, is obviously nonsense. Annan saw many empty rooms, which were clearly maid's rooms—a few people crammed into a small space, with obvious signs of life, some coats, and even half a glass of fresh water.

Again, there was no one in it.

Are they all on deck? All in the captain's room?

This is unlikely......

Therefore, after clearing all the patrolling guards, Annan began to search the houses carefully.

Finally, in a room presumably used to store household garbage, and the stench could be smelled from the outside, Annan found them.

- in the form of corpses.

“…… What is it? ”

Annan frowned, a little surprised at his calm mood that did not have the slightest disgust or fear.

He shook his head, scrutinizing them.

These ordinary people, dressed as servants, were bound by ropes and hung upside down, bleeding to death. From the traces, it can be roughly judged that they should have been arrested first, and then killed.

The blood on the ground was cold, but it hadn't dried up completely, so it should have been a while ago. The reason why the smell of blood is not smelled from the outside is only because the cracks on the door and the doorknob outside are covered with fresh dirt, and the smell is stronger.

But in the room, it seems to have been cleaned beforehand, and there is not the slightest dirt.

There were only half-dried blood stains, and footprints deliberately stepped on on the blood. Those footprints were densely packed, and they seemed to circle around the middle of the room several times.

Annan looked carefully, and finally found a detail from the center of the footprints that seemed to be grinding:

In the middle of the room, a tongue was located in the thickest place of blood. Judging by the length and thickness, it seems, probably, probably, probably...... Beef tongue?

Annan carefully avoided the bloodstains and approached to see.

He didn't dare touch anything, he could only look at it from afar. After looking at it for a long time, he realized that there was a strange symbol embroidered on the cow's tongue with black thread or something. And underneath the cow's tongue, there is a very small mirror.

“…… Hey? ”

Suddenly, Annan was stunned.

He remembered the events of the last week when he was hacked to death by Klaus—

When he saw Klaus, he decisively launched an all-out sneak attack on the other side. Klaus just kept his mouth shut and looked at him, and Annan was suddenly hit by his own attack.

It's like the damage has been transferred...... That's not like a rebound. Because "John" and Klaus are not the same height, the blow he hit Klaus in the chest should have hit him in the abdomen if he bounced back.

That's more of some kind of mapping......

At that time, because the Klaus Guard Chief did not know that Annan would not be killed by the freezing injury, seeing that he did not die immediately like the others, he opened his mouth to mock his half-hung frost swordsmanship.

And at that moment, Annan faintly saw another black rune symmetrical to this rune in Klaus's mouth.

— or, rather, runes like reflections in mirrors.

The mirror does not reflect the runes on the cow's tongue.

Because the runes on the cow's tongue are facing upwards, but the mirror is under the cow's tongue...... This means that the mirror image of the runes on the cow's tongue is hidden on the "other side" that cannot be seen and does not exist in the mirror.

If the mirror image exists, then this mirror rune should be exactly the same as the rune in Klaus's mouth!

Annan suddenly felt his scalp tingle.

He realized where Klaus's strange abilities came from......

…… Perhaps, this is where Klaus's ability to feed back his attacks comes from!

Annan lifted his sword. But after thinking about it, he cautiously put the sword back again.

He had such a handy weapon at hand......

He took out the delicately shaped dagger that belonged to Don Juan from his bosom.

"I haven't practiced throwing knives either......"

Annan muttered, still standing on the edge of the bloodstain.

He didn't know how to break the ritual, but it was best not to drag himself into it—he didn't dare to step on those footprints. Anyway, either smash that cowtongue out, or smash the mirror, or string the cowtongue and the mirror...... Let's try them one by one.

If not, go out and search the body again. Scoop out the weapons of those who betrayed them and smash them one by one.

At a distance of less than three meters, even if it is a ferrule, you have to hit one.

Annan gestured with the dagger for a long time before throwing it out.

Very lucky...... Or rather, the dagger was also very competitive and did not let Annan do extra work - Annan's first blow strung the bull's tongue with the mirror.

While cutting the runes on the cow's tongue in half, he also successfully smashed the strange mirror!