MTL - Assassin’s Chronicle-Chapter 532 resentment

Chapter 53 Retribution

"An Fei, this is the first time you asked me about the Kremlin?" Sol said helplessly: "These days, as long as we chat together, the topic is always inseparable from the Kremlin, in fact, what I know, already I told you, I want to use your memory, no need to repeat it?"

"Teacher, I am a little nervous in my heart." An Fei smiled: "A lot of the truths are the same. Just like snoring, you must figure out the style, temperament, habits, and all aspects of the enemy command. I know about the Kremlin. The more you get, the more confident you are to deal with him."

"The Kremlin is a good man, and Ernest is a bit similar, but his temper is much more violent than Ernest." Sol whispered: "His courage is great, and the natural immune skin gives him enough arrogance." The qualifications of the whole continent, and his luck is better. When he was a teenager, he was valued and respected by many people. The first half of his life went very smoothly. Perhaps because of this, he developed his crude and proud character. But near him. At the age of thirty, he made a fatal mistake. He was too confident in himself. He was not equal to accompanying him. He only pursued Morgan with his wife."

"Is it the undead master Morgan?"

"Yes." Sol nodded. "Don't look at Morgan's appearance like a young man in his early twenties. In fact, he is older than Gorman, and he is still a very terrible combat expert. I'm not only talking about Morgan's skills in undead magic, but also his plans. Of course, Morgan's mind is very different from Gorman's wisdom. The former means how to beat or kill more easily. Opponents, the latter is exploring the meaning and source of life."

"and after?"

"As for what happened, I don't know. When the companions arrived, the wife of Kremlin was dead. He died in his arms, and Morgan disappeared without a trace." After a sigh of relief: "Since then, the Kremlin has withdrawn from the mainland stage and retired to a place that no one knows."

"Just do it?" An Fei showed a scornful smile: "Why didn't he go to Morgan to take revenge?"

"Because his self-confidence has been completely destroyed by Morgan, Amway, remember Sheriffe?"

"of course I remember."

“What did the news of the emergence of Morgan in the country of mercenaries, what did Slangeberg and Buzureano do? The Church of Light and the Goddess of Nature were originally hostile to each other, but they were united. Everyone is very clear It is almost impossible to defeat Morgan by one person's strength, let alone kill him. If I change to me, I can't do it. The only thing I can do is to find a helper." Sol said slowly: "I Know that you have fought with Das Vedaya, but Das Vedaya is majoring in transformational magic. He did not play all the fighting power at the time, and Morgan is more terrible than Das Vedaya! Don't underestimate Morgan!"

"I understand." An Fei nodded slowly.

"Kremlin relies most on his immune skin. This kind of speciality makes the traditional magician have a headache. Immune skin can almost immunize all magic, even cursing. But... Does the Kremlin special feature seem to have no threat to you? Sol smiled: "Ernest and I have said many times, you are a natural warrior, even if you only have a wooden stick in your hand, you can make the stick play a terrible lethality."

"Why are you only saying half?" Jacob came over with a smile.

"Half?" An Fei asked strangely.

"The words below Ernest are like this." Jacob smiled and said: "Let a natural warrior follow you to learn magic. It is too wasteful!"

An Fei couldn't help but smile with his nose. He couldn't say anything. Ernest's view was a little one-sided. Because he was afraid of affecting his own internal interest, he even tried to avoid using meditation to accumulate magic, and even less likely to practice vindictiveness.

"Teacher, let's say... Kremlin is all the magician's nemesis?" An Fei transferred the topic.

"Bus? Haha... Anfei, you still don't understand magic. The Kremlin is just a headache, and there is no such thing as a nemesis." Sol said with a smile: "With the swamp, the Kremlin can be trapped in the mud, with fog. Let the Kremlin turn into a scorpion, and use the ice to turn the Kremlin into a statue. Immune skin can only kill the immune elements. No one can ignore all magic."

"But for me, playing magic with him is useless."

"Playing magic?" Sol said with a brow: "Anfei, I always feel... you have a contempt for magic. Just use magic as your auxiliary tool. This kind of understanding is very wrong!"

"Teacher, why are you saying this?" An Fei sneaked out his tongue. Although Sol's starting point is as one-sided as Ernest, he has spotted Anfei's attitude toward magic.

"For example, after you learned to summon the firebird, you didn't think about mastering the more advanced fire magic. You are satisfied." Sol said with a serious tone: "You think that a magician who only knows where to play birds is." Can you master the true meaning of magic?!"

"Teacher, I am wrong." An Fei is a person who has the courage to admit mistakes.

"Where is it wrong?"

"This..." An Fei said in a moment that he only verbally admits his mistakes, and did not do deep-seated reflections. He did not want to play Sol and he would play on the snake and was asked on the spot.

"You..." Sol once again showed a helpless look: "I already told you what you want to know, go."

"Then I won't bother you." An Fei bent over and slid back quietly.

"Anfei!" Sol suddenly shouted.

"Teacher, do you have something?"

Salton took a moment and whispered: "Be careful with yourself."

This sentence is so confusing, and An Fei stunned and immediately smiled: "Teacher, rest assured!"

The back of Anfei disappeared at the corner, and Jacob made it across from Saul: "It seems that you understand, Aofei is trying to deal with the Kremlin."

"With his personality, he won't wait for the Kremlin to come to the door. He must definitely do something first."

“Character?” Jacob smiled. “I’m very interesting when it comes to personality. You and Anfei’s personality are too different. Why do you appreciate him so much?”

"Actually... I am very dissatisfied with some things, and he is very unconcerned. He is awe-inspiring, and he will not leave a lot of room for the enemy." Sol said slowly: "Do not leave room for others, but actually do not give He can only win if he leaves room, he can't lose it! If he loses, he can't recover it."

Jacob meditated and nodded lightly.

"Think about what Anfei has done, many of them can only win, can't lose!" Sol sighed: "He seems... insecure, as long as it is an enemy, or the other party may become an enemy. He will try to eliminate the threat! I met An Fei in the Holy City once and met Philip. On the surface, Anfei pretends to be nothing, but I can see his murder, if the sire allows, if he has enough strength at that time. He will never let Philip alive out of his sight."

"Then I am even more strange. Since you don't agree with him, why do you still appreciate him?"

"Who has no shortcomings? What's more, what I don't agree with is not necessarily his shortcomings. Maybe... this is my fault." Sol smiled: "Young people have their own way, have their own choices, and force interference. It’s not good for him, it’s not good for me, huh, huh... Anfei knows how to play for the country and knows to take care of Chris’s partners. I’m very satisfied.”

"You really want to open." Jacob laughed.

"Not at this point." Sol shook his head. "I also did not interfere with Chris's students."

"Now Anfei already knows the Kremlin very well." Jacob changed the subject: "Afro in your eyes, who never left the enemy, how would you deal with the Kremlin this time?"

"This is not something we should worry about, as long as he can be safe."

"You are not worried about the shadow?"

"No, the dream of the next year will be realized. The commander of the adult should understand his feelings. No matter what relationship he has with the Kremlin, he will never influence the national affairs because of his private feelings."

"I mean to Anfei..."

Sol indulged for a moment, shook his head again, but he did not speak, nor did he know that he meant nothing or something else.

Jacob didn't want to ask clearly. He talked about the shadow just to remind him. He looked at Sol and glanced at it: "Saul, remember Tiffanycha?"

"How come you suddenly think of him?"

"Because you, Buzurea, the rise of the shadows, Tiffokochagin, Atos, the top peaks of the previous generation have fallen one after another." Jacob smiled: "I feel Now... it’s our turn to be a generation."

"Oh?"

"Philippe's student Desielet is not our generation, should Mike be one? And Mantisley can count, they are all in the hands of Anfei, now Anfei turned his attention again. Kremlin... This is just the beginning, far from over!"

"Ernest said that Anfei is a natural warrior. He should not learn magic. I think that you are an alchemist and you have chosen the wrong profession." Sol smiled.

"What should I do?"

"You are a born bard."