Chapter 291 Silent Killing Technique

"Pap, tap..."

In the dark lower space of the steamship, the captain alone came to the watertight compartment and stopped at the third compartment from the left.

This is where the captain's "smuggling warehouse" is located.

Thanks to the popularity of dimensional bags, the original problem of requiring a lot of space to store goods has been well solved.

And the captain spent his own money to order special equipment that can isolate and detect the effects of spells, so that the customs mage at the port cannot find it.

"Huh~, after this transaction, I should have enough funds to improve my position within the family. Although those idiots from the Throne Castle have no real power, they still have value in helping me increase my reputation."

After carefully looking around, the captain opened the secret door.

In the secret door, a strange device similar to a safe was operating.

There is an obvious embedding hole on the front part, in which is embedded a Khyber dragon crystal, which is running at this time.

Turning the turntable very skillfully, the captain turned the turntable to the correct position, and then opened the contraption.

After carefully counting the dimensional bags, the captain nodded with satisfaction, then closed the gadget and turned around to leave.

This is a strange device that uses the special power of the Kybor Dragon Crystal to operate. The dragon crystal inlaid on it can probably support its operation for about two months.

But the captain didn't dare to take it off before entering the customs inspection to save energy, because the detection spell was not something too difficult, and some sailors knew how to use it.

If he turns off the contraption, the location will be discovered soon.

The power of the dragon pattern was activated, and the captain used the magic brought by the dragon pattern here - the wind dance technique.

A small group of air spun up, and the dust in this place was sucked into that group of air, flying up and down.

When he walked out of here, the air suddenly spread out, and a thin layer of dust covered the surroundings again, covering up the fact that he had been here.

After tidying up his clothes, the captain pretended that he had really made a tour and was about to return to the cockpit to play cards.

However, just as he was passing by the maintenance room, a black shadow suddenly appeared in the corner.

"Who!"

Subconsciously, the captain fought back and asked sternly.

He knew that as his accomplices, the crew would not delve too much into his smuggling, but the Viscount of the Throne Castle made him very wary.

But when Mr. Captain saw clearly the costume of the person in front of him, he breathed a sigh of relief.

It was a guy wearing a classic rogue suit, with only one eye exposed.

It was obviously not to catch him by hiding things like this.

After all, the other party looked like he was going to assassinate him. What such a person said could not be used as evidence.

Even if he kills the other party here, nothing will happen.

With a quick decision in his mind, the captain immediately opened his voice and prepared to shout.

However, the assassin on the opposite side seemed to have expected it.

As he pressed his palms to the ground, the area 15 feet away seemed to be suddenly covered with a layer of frosted glass, becoming very unreal.

The captain knows this spell. It's the effect of Mordenkainen's private chamber!

Just when he was surprised by this, he suddenly saw the light on the other party's shoulder.

That is the light that belongs exclusively to the dragon mark, and it is also a phenomenon that cannot be concealed when the dragon mark spell is activated.

‘The other party is a dragon mark holder? Entertaining the dragon-marked family? ’

Among the dragonmark spells that entertained the dragonmarked family was Mordenkainen's personal chamber, so the captain's first thought was of them.

But right away, he realized something was wrong.

The glowing patterns on the opponent's shoulders are not consistent with the welcoming dragon pattern!

Ordinary people may not be able to distinguish the specific details between dragon patterns, but as a member of the dragon pattern family with upright roots, the captain has been memorizing these since he was a child.

Suddenly, an idea appeared in his mind.

‘It’s an alien dragon pattern! The assassin of the Tarkanan family! ’

Without the slightest hesitation, the captain immediately activated the warrior movement characteristic, and paired with his [Athlete] specialty, he ran with meteoric strides, trying to leave the spell range of Mordenkainen's private chamber, so that his crew could fight with him against the enemy.

But just when he was about to run out of the area of ​​influence of the spell, a right leg covered with iron armor stretched out from outside the boundary and kicked him in the chest.

The strong force made the captain unable to breathe for a while, and he almost choked to death without taking a breath.

When he finally took a breath, he found that he was surrounded.

"Haha~, five people were dispatched to assassinate me. Am I so valued by the Tarkanan family?"

At the same time as he said these words, the captain's back lit up with traces of dragon patterns.

Thick white fog instantly surrounded the 20-foot area, and he used his familiarity with the cabin terrain to run towards the exit.

But just when he was about to do so, he suddenly felt that he hit a wall formed by a force field, and was then bounced back directly.

A non-violent air flow blew around, blowing away the white clouds.

"Six..."

Some raised their heads in disbelief, and the captain narrowed his eyes, somewhat confused as to what was happening now.

The opponent's strength was obviously higher than theirs, but they still sent out six people to assassinate him.

‘No, they probably aren’t here to assassinate me. Is there something special in the cargo this time?’

At this moment, the captain remembered the transportation mission he had undertaken before sailing.

It was a mission from the Shadow Dragonmark Family, and the mission was to transport an elven antique back to Khorvaire.

This was originally a very simple mission, but at this moment, the captain tasted a little bit of bad taste from his current situation.

He almost immediately locked on the target of these people, because neither he nor the other cargo seemed to be a target that could be treated like this.

“I…”

Just about to stand up and surrender, the guy who had just kicked him had already stabbed him with a sword.

‘Damn it, they won’t let me go! Madman from the Takanaan Family!’

The captain leaned back and tried his best to avoid it, but the opponent’s sword still tore his clothes on his chest and cut a wound.

The bright red blood flowed down, and the captain also became ruthless and condensed the strongest spell he could use at the moment, Snowstorm.

But just as the biting cold wind blew around him, a series of bullets hit him in the sound of gunfire.

Looking at these alien dragon pattern holders of the Takanaan family with some unwillingness, the captain finally fell in a pool of blood.

As the dragon pattern gradually dimmed, the spell that was originally taking shape also dissipated.