Chapter 94: Chapter 86 Leap of Faith Skill System_1 Chapter 94: Chapter 86 Leap of Faith Skill System_1 Amid the chaotic streets, Ivita had no intention of lending a hand to Lady Alice and the rest of the noble ladies.

Indeed, rescuing nearly all the noble ladies of Parviga would be a grand gesture that could win people’s favor.

But in reality, besides his iron business, Ivita doesn’t have any particular needs in Parviga.

After saving those people, he wouldn’t be able to turn their goodwill into his own gains in a timely manner. Additionally, goodwill is something vague and fleeting.

Moreover, one would be courting death if they ventured to help when they didn’t even know who their adversaries were or the depths of the waters they were stepping into.

He didn’t even know who employed the Small Brotherhood of Trustworthiness, so there was no way he could intervene and disrupt their plans.

He came here strictly for business.

Lolita was hiding behind Ivita. “Sir, should we leave?” she asked.

Ivita shook his head. “There’s a stampede happening on the streets.”

“If we leave the stables and dive into the crowd now, we’ll only get stuck, which would be more troublesome.”

“We are not their target, so standing still here is the best course of action. I’ve encountered the assassins of the Small Brotherhood of Trustworthiness several times, I know what they’re capable of.”

“These assassins do not kill indiscriminately.”

The assassin, Basang, who openly showed himself, demonstrated his martial prowess and the ability to manipulate shadows. However, Ivita had yet to witness the true abilities of these assassins.

At the moment, Ivita was eager to observe their abilities up close.

The five assassins who landed on the roof of the carriage disappeared with a ‘swoosh’.

The next moment, some appeared inside the carriage, holding daggers pointed at the noble ladies sitting inside.

Others appeared on the streets, behind the shadows of the noble ladies.

Ivita flinched. There were five full-fledged assassins.

This wasn’t a simple matter of contract killing; it was a political struggle.

The bounty placed on him by Alsace previously felt more like a casual move rather than a serious threat, which was why the first attempt on his life was made by a mere apprentice assassin.

Perhaps the current King of Alsace didn’t think Ivita could stir up much trouble.

But now, they had hired five second-tier assassins to murder all the high-profile ladies of Parviga.

How much did this cost?

Why?

What kind of grudge was so deep that it warranted such extravagant measures?

The guards assigned to the noble ladies managed to react. They quickly pulled out their one-handed swords and shields to fend off the assassins.

But these assassins didn’t even plan to face those guards head-on.

Using Shadow Step, they dodged the guards over and over, appearing behind the noble ladies. The daggers in their hands stabbed into the ladies’ chests like venomous snakes, claiming their lives.

In the midst of these guards, who were average soldiers and low-ranking warriors, the assassins plundered lives as if they were playing a game.

One by one, the noble ladies met their demise. The crowd, witnessing these tragedies, grew increasingly frightened, ensuing further chaos.

An assassin set his sights on Lady Alice, the most eye-catching amongst the noble ladies.

Using Shadow Step, he appeared behind her, the dagger in his hand aiming straight for her heart.

In her terror, Lady Alice cried out, “I’m willing to pay twice the price! As long as you don’t kill me!”

The Brotherhood assassin, who valued everything but money, slowed the attack, but the dagger still accurately punctured the lady’s back.

If they were to openly accept such a deal in broad daylight, which employer would trust the Brotherhood’s business?

Ivita raised an eyebrow. His potential business partner was about to be killed.

However, facing five formal assassins by oneself wasn’t a winning situation, and Black Wolf, Griffin, and the Old Witch weren’t around.

Therefore, even if he was willing, he was helpless.

At that moment, a two-handed knight sword was thrown from the crowd. Carrying a tremendous force, it hit the dagger of the assassin trailing Lady Alice, causing it to fly away.

“You, the assassins of the Brotherhood, dare to murder so openly on these streets.”

“And you are killing noble ladies at that.”

“Such shameless vile vermin, even the rats at the bottom have more decency. An organization like yours is nothing but a cancer.”

Ivita turned to the person who spoke and his eyes widened, for he recognized this man.

It was Knight Gastrot, who he had met at the Druid Elder’s stall in Kari Town.

It seemed that he had brought along a patient.

Back then, the Druid Elder had sent him westward to find a life-saving cure for that patient.

It was unexpected, to see him here of all places.

Lunging forward like a wild buffalo, Gastrot made Ivita wonder what Seed of Life he had eaten or what Secret Medicine he had used. He moved incredibly fast, his actions filled with formidable power.

With his left hand, Gastrot took a bare-handed straight punch at the assassin.

The assassin could feel the air seemingly compressed by Gastrot’s fist, as if hit in the face with a wooden stick.

‘Whoosh~’

He used Shadow Step to escape from the spot.

Gastrot’s fist hit nothing but the ground. His blow had actually smashed through the bricks on the ground, causing bystanders to watch in fear at his terrifying strength.

Yet the assassin had surprisingly appeared behind Gastrot, pulling out a spare dagger to stab at Gastrot’s back.

At this moment, however, Gastrot started to smile.

Ivita frowned, muttering to herself, “The assassin has fallen into the trap.”

Many onlookers turned their heads towards Ivita.

It seems as though Gastrot’s left fist has missed, but during the process of bending down, his right hand had reached for the two-handed Knight Sword on the ground.

He abruptly turned around, his gigantic inertia and the power of his whole body muscles made the air whimpered. It was the sound of the wind being torn apart.

As Gastrot spun around rapidly, the sword collided with the dagger, not blocking it, but actively pressing down on the dagger by rotating the sword.

To his horror, the assassin found himself unable to pull out his dagger.

The sword of Gastrot, though, slid across his dagger and, as if being passed over, aimed at his chest.

‘Puff~’

The Knight Sword pierced through the assassin’s chest.

With wide-eyed shock, the assassin started to bleed from his mouth, quickly stepping back, allowing the sword to be withdrawn from his heart. “Attack counter sword skill…”

“Who are you… you’re not a knight from the city. If you’re just passing through, please leave.”

He retreated as though facing a great enemy, seemingly in prayer as he held his dagger, his body emitting a faint black light.

Gastrot arched an eyebrow, instantly assessing the situation. “So, your heart wasn’t born in the usual place of ordinary people.”

“Not on the left?”

“My bad. Next time, I’ll thrust my sword into your right chest.”

The assassin found Gastrot’s rich experience intimidating. “You are not the lackey of Parviga. Why protect Alice?”

“What has she given you that makes it worth crossing the Brotherhood?”

Rightfully indignant, Gastrot replied, “I am Knight Gastrot, a knight loyal to the King and the God of All Things, appalled by your senseless slaughter of women.”

The look in the assassin’s eyes deepened.

An idealist, huh.

Bothersome.

Such people, in the eyes of their enemies, were like madmen, not opponents that could be handled through negotiation.

The assassin raised his dagger as if in prayer, his body emitting a black radiance.

“I vow to Money, that I will be loyal to Money all my life, and am prepared to do anything for the sake of Money.”

His gaze became even sharper.

Gastrot raised his sword, growing more vigilant. “You made an oath to Money, a shallow oath.”

“Is this your ‘Leap of Faith’, assassins?”

“It seems like your physical strength has been amplified.”

“Lady Alice, it’s too dangerous here. Your only chance of survival is in the stable.”

“If he can protect you, you will be safe.”

Lady Alice was taken aback, the stable?

Wasn’t that where she had just gone to give a loaf of noble bread to that child?

Although Alice was confused, she didn’t hesitate. Grabbing the arm of her maid by her side, she lifted her skirt and ran in that direction regardless of her dignity.

Back in the stable, Ivita who had been quietly watching the whole scene unfolded was left perplexed.

It was one thing to encounter an ‘old friend’ here, but to be dragged into this…

Seeing Alice running towards his direction, Ivita hesitated, wondering if he should just ignore the situation.