Chapter 135 135 Worth a Thousand Gold

Chapter 136 Worth a Thousand Gold

The thrilling assassination was finally passed without any danger.

Luo Ning put the Liuyan Sword into the space ring. He also understood his combat power level in this battle.

Without being attacked by surprise and losing the initiative, he was able to defeat ordinary bronze-level with the help of magic.

"Master, how are you?"

Chahar and others surrounded him, "I'm sorry, we can't help you kill the enemy."

Luo Ning waved his hand, "Everyone should do their job."

He looked down at himself. He had rolled and crawled several times, and his body was already covered with dust and mud. The corners of his clothes were torn by the aftermath, and he looked a little embarrassed.

"Go prepare some hot water. I'll wash and change clothes first."

Ronin said, "Chahar, take someone to clean up my study. Don't mess up the drawings."

"Okay, sir!"

Chahar clapped his hands, "Don't stand there stupidly. Cook if you need to, boil water if you need to. Hurry up, everyone, get busy!"

The lord was safe and sound, and everyone's tense heartstrings relaxed. One by one, they all got busy with their work.

But this assassination incident will definitely be a topic of discussion for a long time in the future.

"Brother Ronin, are you okay?"

When Irene came over, everyone had almost dispersed.

Hearing this cautious voice, Ronin couldn't help but smile, "Of course I'm fine, the assassin can't kill me."

He looked over and saw that Irene was covered in mud, and there was a big stain on her fair face. She was surprised and asked, "What happened to you?"

Irene sniffed, tears welled up in her eyes, but she smiled again, "I just went to find Knight McKen and fell on the way."

Ronin was slightly moved. He waved to the other party to come over and rubbed the other party's golden hair lovingly, "You are too careless."

"I was so nervous." Irene said with some fear.

Ronin wiped away the tears from the corners of the other party's eyes, "You have to believe that Brother Ronin is the strongest and invincible! Let's go, let Bella boil water for you and wash it. You don't look good at all now."

In fact, Ronin was moved by the reactions of the servants, guards, and knights just now.

Although the strength of this group of people is a little worse, at least they dare to rush up to protect his safety, so they are competent.

The tense atmosphere in the castle gradually dissipated, but the tense atmosphere outside the castle was slowly rising. This assassination alarmed many people.

When the political officer Wilson heard about this, his face changed drastically, and he almost ran over.

Everything he has now was given by the lord. If the lord was assassinated, then everything he has now would be over.

In addition to Wilson, there were also village heads, group leaders, and many people in the town who ran outside the castle to inquire about the news.

Shanlin Town finally welcomed a good lord, and they didn't want to be killed by an assassin.

In desperation, Roning could only climb up the tower, hold up a torch and say hello to everyone, and then disperse the crowd.

After dinner, the fireplace in the living room was burning, keeping the room warm.

Roning changed into a clean pajamas, sat on the sofa, and quickly read a note that McKen searched from the assassin.

There was not much valuable content on the note, only a few simple sentences:

Assassinate Baron Ronin of Shanlin Town, reward of one thousand gold coins, pay attention to the high-level peak knights who are comparable to bronze level around him, try to find the opportunity to attack when he is alone.

Ronin couldn't help but laugh: "I am only worth one thousand gold coins?"

"They don't know your level, sir." McKen said.

Ronin put the note into the space ring, "Did you get any other information from the interrogation?"

In response, McKen shook his head helplessly.

"Sir, this assassin must have been trained and is very tight-lipped. No matter how David and I whipped him, he didn't say anything except some information about his identity."

Roning frowned, "It seems that this assassin is more professional than Pedro, so let's talk about his identity first."

"This man said his code name is 'Shadow' and he is a formal member of the Skull and Bones Society."

McKen replied: "And this Skull and Bones Society, according to him, is a killer organization established by the Black Gold Brotherhood, targeting all the nobles in Wushan Territory, assassinating them, creating chaos, and creating a situation that is conducive to the expansion of the Black Gold Brotherhood."

Let Wushan Territory be in chaos, the nobles are busy dealing with their own affairs, of course not many people pay attention to how much territory the Black Gold Brotherhood occupies at the border.

"Did he reveal the number of members of the Skull and Bones Society? Or the location of the base?"

McKen shook his head, "He didn't reveal any of this information."

"He's quite tight-lipped."

Ronin stood up, "Come on, take me to see him."

There is a dark room in the north of the outer fort, which was usually used to imprison slaves in the early days. After Ronin entered the castle, this room was rarely used and was left idle.

McKen used it as a temporary cell.

At this time, the assassin codenamed Shadow was tied to a pillar, with many bloody wounds all over his body. Although the place where Ronin stabbed him was bandaged, the blood had already dyed the linen bandage red.

It was really miserable, but he was not dead. After all, the vitality of a bronze-level knight was much stronger than that of an ordinary person.

Ronin touched his nose and sighed.

If this kind of scene were put in a normal TV series, he and McKen would probably be villains.

But to deal with assassins, sometimes it is necessary to use some means to force them.

"This dark room is too damp, Wharton, go to the kitchen to get some firewood to warm up our Lord 'Shadow'."

Ronin reminded: "But remember to ventilate when burning the fire, don't suffocate in the room."

The miserable assassin raised his eyes and sneered: "You don't need to use this trick in front of me. I have told you everything I can say, and you can't ask me what I can't say."

He thought that Ronin suddenly cared about his well-being so much because he wanted to pry open his mouth through small favors.

"You are still very stubborn."

Ronin kept his distance and asked with a smile: "Is there a possibility that I just don't want you to freeze to death?"

David had already picked up the whip and was ready to hit him twice more, but was stopped.

"The harder you use this kind of hard-mouthed character, the harder it will be to pry open his mouth."

"Please give me some advice, sir!" David asked hurriedly.

Roning folded his hands over his chest with a thoughtful look.

He knew a lot about torture, after all, it often appears in costume TV dramas, such as tiger benches, branding, etc. Isn't it too inhumane to bring it out like this?

While thinking, he frowned and scanned the wounds on the assassin's body up and down, and thought of a way.

"The interrogation ends here today. Just hang him like this at night. If it's too cold, put on more clothes for him and let him have a good rest."

Roning said: "Let the kitchen boil a pot of sweet water tomorrow and pour it on him after it cools down, and then let the guards find a few ant nests and catch a few ants."

Although it is winter and ants don't come out to move around, there are also places with high temperatures in the castle, and there will always be ant nests that can be found, just take them out.

"Ants really like sweets. Imagine that the sweet water seeped into his wounds and adhered to his blood and flesh, which the ants loved even more."

Ronin grinned, and under the candlelight, the smile was so eerie that David couldn't help but shudder.

The assassin, who was originally prepared not to deal with him, opened his eyes and showed a look of horror when he thought of the scene described by Ronin.

Ronin reminded slowly: "Imagine that at that time, thousands of ants crawled along your wounds, nibbling as they crawled, nibbling as they crawled, how would you feel?"

"Pain? Or itchy?"

Ronin's voice seemed to come from hell, with a natural chill.

"I heard that although the mouths of ants are small, their bite force is amazing, but I don't know how many bites the bronze knight's body defense can withstand?"

The people in the dark room felt their scalps tingling, and couldn't bear to imagine that scene.

McKen and others felt that compared with the interrogation method of the lord, their whipping was really too stupid.

"Ronin, you!"

The assassin panicked. His mind was filled with images of ants eating his flesh and drinking his blood. His scalp was numb!

Ronin interrupted him first, "You have one night to think about it slowly, and then wait until tomorrow to experience it."

He walked out, and reminded as he walked: "Remember to light a fire in the house after catching the ants tomorrow. Only when it's warm, the little guys will be more energetic and motivated."

"Okay, okay..." David responded blankly.