There's definitely something wrong with this murder mystery game-Chapter 858 - 718 Bait
Chapter 858 -718 Bait
The sun gradually sets.
The afterglow of the evening spreads across the sky, and the misty blue has already taken over a large part of the heavens, as the sunlight belonging to the sun gradually disappears.
Entering the night, the power of the Order of the Sun Knights will also weaken.
They are uncertain how many times the enemy will harass them at night.
Therefore, compared to the offensive and defensive formations during the day, the formation at night is purely defensive, and even more solid than during the day.
But no matter what.
This squad has been trapped in this valley for a day and a half.
Zuo Fang sighed.
Then he made excuses for himself: “If it weren’t for the pursuit of that traitor consuming too much strength, I might not have been so easily disturbed and could have broken this formation more quickly.”
The nearby Sun Knight immediately said: “Sir, don’t worry about us, we can transfer all of our strength to you!”
Zuo Fang: “…”
Zuo Fang decisively refused: “This is not appropriate. If the enemy takes the opportunity to launch an attack, we might all be captured in one fell swoop!”
Hearing this, the Sun Knight thoughtfully nodded his head and did not bring it up again.
Zuo Fang quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
…
Outside the valley, atop the peaks.
The Ice and Snow Elf frowned slightly, looking at the information displayed on the scroll in her hand, and chose not to act rashly for the time being.
Until the night deepened.
Again, dozens of Magical Beasts rushed into the valley, startling everyone who was about to rest into battle once again; after another wave of bloody slaughter, they settled down once more.
But next.
The Order of the Sun Knights no longer intended to rest.
They lit a bonfire.
Then they set up a pot.
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Afterward, Zuo Fang went to the wooden shed and dragged out a dozing Dragon Whelp as if he were picking livestock from a pen, threw the young one directly into the pot of boiling water.
The dragon was not even awake when it was dragged up, nor was it awake when it was thrown into the pot – it was as if it was already dead.
What followed was like a farmer picking out livestock that could no longer produce, sending it to the slaughterhouse.
The awakened White-robed Bishop: “…”
Is this really the Holy See of Light?
Zuo Fang fixed his gaze on that pot.
He said to the surrounding Sun Knights: “There is no need to transfer your strength to me. The Blood Qi contained within this dragon is very high, absorbing its power can also help me recover just the same.”
The Sun Knights: “…”
Sir, are you really going to eat a dragon?
The knights didn’t understand.
The knights were also deeply shocked.
Zuo Fang suddenly turned back and said: “Even though the enemy outside has already released a horde of Magical Beasts once, I fear tonight will not continue to be this peaceful. Before my power recovers, stay alert, at least before morning we must break out.”
Upon his words, all members of the Order of the Sun Knights became solemn.
After performing the rites of Light, the knights stood in an arc formation, taking a defensive stance all around, constantly vigilant of attacks that might come from any direction.
And the pot they surrounded in the center…
Was bubbling and boiling…
Suddenly.
A great splash of water erupted from inside the pot!
Zuo Fang, who was circling the pot, swiftly became alert. A dark shadow burst from the pot, with a heavy aura of Blood Qi charging towards him, and the two immediately rolled on the ground.
Splash—
The scalding hot water spilled around, the bonfire flickered slightly, casting light on the two figures rolling on the ground.
When the unexpected happened, the Order of the Sun Knights was startled as well.
But they didn’t become panicked and rush to help immediately. Instead, they remained steadfast and vigilant, only diverting a bit of their attention there.
After all, Zuo Fang is the Chief Knight Commander of their Holy See of Light. If anyone should be helping, it should be him helping others.
The one who suddenly leaped out of the pot was naturally Luo Kun.
He now sneered, clutching the man who had fallen to the ground: “Are you really going for it?”
Zuo Fang exerted strength from his waist, suddenly flipped over, throwing him off of him, and then drew his Knight’s Sword to thrust fiercely and accurately.
Luo Kun grasped the blade with his right hand, pulling forward to reel Zuo Fang in, while kicking towards Zuo Fang’s waist, forcing the latter to retreat and dodge.
For a moment, the two were at a distance from each other.
But then), a golden chain extended from Zuo Fang’s hand, flying out like a dragon, instantly binding the boy who hadn’t managed to adjust his posture.
Zuo Fang pulled the chain taut.
Then he forcefully flung it into the air.
The young man was thrown high, collided with a transparent barrier above, then rapidly fell back down.
“Bang!”
The ground cratered where he landed.
He looked to have fallen unconscious once more.
Only then did Zuo Fang walk over to pull the chain again, lifting him up and whispering beside the youth: “If you’re going to act, make it more believable. That’s more realistic.”
His voice carried a cold laugh, one that could hardly be mistaken for anything but ulterior motives.
Luo Kun looked at him coldly.
Then he was thrown back into the pot again.
But the hot water had all been spilled in the turmoil, so Zuo Fang conjured a bit of Magic, refilling the water once more.
Looking at the blazing bonfire.
Zuo Fang stroked his chin lost in thought.
This Dragon Whelp looks quite robust. Its dragon form is not afraid of magic attacks or even impenetrable to swords and spears, yet it seems quite fearful of scalding.
The surrounding Sun Knights didn’t pay much attention to this incident.
But seeing that things had calmed down again.
They too exhaled in relief.
Then they began to wonder whether dragons really are edible, and whether they were actually going to take a bite after the dragon was cooked?
