Brenny envisaged in his mind that if he searched the cabinet unaware, the other person could easily launch a sudden attack from behind the garments, and if he failed, he could escape through the window...

This is undeniably the optimal place to conceal oneself within the entire room!

Recognizing this, Brenny hesitated for a moment before unsheathing his sword without warning...

The light ringing sound of the sword cutting through the scabbard reverberated inside the room...

Almost instantly, the silver-white sword body slashed the wooden cabinet like a knife slicing through butter, and the wooden cabinet was split open!

Wood chips enveloped in tattered cloth scattered in the air, but the expected scene of blood flowing did not materialize...

Brenny's brow furrowed slightly, somewhat unexpected. Had his judgment faltered? Was the target simply careless and left these things inside the room?

Andrei, who stood at his side, was startled by the sudden unsheathing of his companion's sword. Just as he was about to mock Brenny for his errant judgment, a short sword suddenly emerged from the shadows within the narrow crevice formed by the bookshelf and wall, hurtling towards Andrei's neck!

It was Lynn who had acted!

The moment Andrei and Brenny noticed the coins and manuscripts on the table, Lynn realized that he could no longer evade detection.

His narrow hiding place offered no cover whatsoever, relying solely on shadows and visual misdirection as means of concealment.

This was certainly a perilous location, but the two men arrived too swiftly, having just undergone a crossing, and Lynn's mind was too chaotic to search for a more suitable spot, let alone time to arrange, not even having the opportunity to gather the sheepskin scrolls that had fallen to the floor.

If the two men discovered that there was no one hiding in the cabinet and carefully searched the room, they would soon find him.

Thus, Lynn did not hesitate to act!

Taking into account the lethality, Lynn did not utilize the "Frost Blade" that he had initially mastered and refined. The killing power of the short sword within three steps was far more reliable than the "magic" he had mastered!

The moment of opportunity was chosen when Andrei saw the splashing wood chips and realized there was no enemy, thus relaxing his guard!

However, a strong sense of crisis surged into Andrei's mind at the moment Lynn struck and this seemingly sure-to-hit sword missed its mark,.

Before joining the Wizard Hunter Squad, Andrei had been a renowned mercenary who spent his days on the edge of life and death, so this deeply ingrained feeling was nothing new to him.

His keen intuition had clearly saved him again, as if a ringing was heard deep inside his brain and in the moment the short sword hacked upwards, Andrei strained his nerves and muscles to move his body, narrowly avoiding being separated from his head.

But Lynn's surprise attack was too fast, and even though Andrei made evasive actions at the first opportunity, he couldn't completely escape. The sharp short sword left a deep wound on his neck!

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Fresh, red blood continuously flowed from the wound, and Andrei was both shocked and angry. The pain coming from his neck warned him that he had almost died!

"Bastard!" Anger burned in Andrei's chest as he immediately unsheathed and swung his sword with his right hand, aiming to split Lynn in half from top to bottom.

The sword stroke was fast and heavy, and Lynn almost couldn't react in time, but his body naturally made a defensive gesture, instinctively bracing for impact, and the teeth-gnashing sound of blade on blade echoed through the room.

Before this, Lynn had never experienced drawing his sword to cut someone, but fortunately, his original body, Karl, had been well-trained, and his muscle memory still existed.

It was with this excellent swordsmanship that Karl had intimidated his nefarious neighbors in the slums!

However, this time his opponent was not a random untrained bandit but an expert.

Andrei's sword technique was haphazard and uncontrolled, but it was fiercely aggressive and venomous. After just a few clashes, Lynn's palms was throbbing in pain and he struggled to maintain his grip on his short sword. All of this happened in a few seconds.

"Perish!" Andrei bellowed, brandishing his long sword and batting aside the short sword, his thick fingers grabbed then clenching tightly around Lynn's throat.

Lynn, with his neck tightly constricted, flushed red and swiftly descended into a dazed state of consciousness.

[Alert, the host is experiencing a dire threat to their life. In accordance with Article 37 of the Federal Intelligent Management Law, the nearest law enforcement agent will automatically be contacted...]

The sudden warning that sounded in his mind yanked Lynn's consciousness back from the brink of oblivion, and a glimmer of hope ignited within him.

[Alert... No signal... Alert... Not connected to the network... Please make haste to the nearest elevated location and search for satellite signals, and call the Federal Emergency Hotline promptly...]

'Shit!' Lynn cursed inwardly, only now realizing that he had crossed over and couldn't even determine if he was in the same universe.

'Damn it, I should have saved the money for buying a new chip and upgraded this crap's intelligence... Now where can I find a satellite signal?'

Even if he could, did he expect the Federal officers to come and rescue him in a spaceship?

[Warning... no signal, initiating emergency protocol, maximizing survival probability based on user agreement, connecting to neural network on my own...]

The warning sound in Lynn's mind becomes more urgent, but he can no longer hear it, He was suffocating and can barely think straight. At this moment, he feels as if his brain has exploded and his soul has detached from his body, examining the world in a strange state.

Lynn's scattered spiritual power keeps extending like ripples, and his perception of elements becomes clearer and clearer...

.....

"Dark hair, black eyes, looks like I haven't found the wrong person." Andrei growled.

Seeing that Andrei easily subdued the target, Brenny relaxed his hand from the sword handle and looked at Lynn, who was still in Andrei's hand.

"Very capable, little mouse. It's better to chop off one hand and one leg than to risk you escaping..." Andrei said with a sneer, touching the deep blood stain on his neck with his left hand.

If it had not been for the fact that living people are more valuable than deceased ones, Andrei would have instantly killed Lynn.

Brenny was not shocked by his companion's brutal suggestion, but nonchalantly reminded him, "Chop off one leg and you will have to devise a means of transporting him yourself. Remember to be expeditious and precise, or he will die en route!"

Andrei, who was facing away from Brenny, had no time to respond. His visage was purplish and blue, and the long sword he held in his left hand heavily fell to the ground. His originally chaotic breathing became increasingly urgent. At this moment, he was like a fish that had washed ashore, as if his heart and lungs were about to burst.

Ten years ago, when he was engulfed by a massive whirlpool in the Mist Sea, Andrei had experienced this suffocating death sensation. Breathing was a complete luxury. Had he not been fortunate enough, he might have already been interred at the bottom of the sea.

But now he was not in the deep sea, and the attack just now clearly did not cut his trachea. Andrei took a deep breath, but the situation did not improve at all, but rather became more grave.

What manner of magic is this? Andrei immediately realized that the wizard apprentice in front of him was up to no good, but he was no longer capable of thinking straight, his eyes hazy, and the hand that was clenching Lynn's neck became weaker and weaker.

At the same moment, Lynn, who had showed no signs of moving, suddenly stirred. His tightly shut eyes suddenly flew open, and the oxygen surrounding his body was instantly sucked away. In that instant, the short sword in his hand soared upwards and plunged straight through Andrei's throat!