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Assassin Killer and Geometric Swordsmanship
墨書 Inktalez
In the dead of night, the inner courtyard of the palace was heavily guarded. A shadow flashed by and landed steadily on the roof of a palace.
"This palace's design is utterly illogical," the figure in black muttered as he surveyed his surroundings, his tone laced with disdain and mockery. "But that's fine; it makes it easier for me to get what I want." As he spoke, he drew a uniquely shaped sword from his waist, its blade shimmering with an unusual light.
You might not believe it, but he was supposed to be studying the ultimate mysteries of the universe in the future, not sneaking around like a petty thief. He shook his head with a wry smile, his gaze falling on a brightly lit palace not far away. He knew that what he was looking for was right there.
He took a deep breath and leaped into the air, weaving through the layers of palace eaves like a ghost. "Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams, it's nothing special," he thought to himself, moving lightly and silently as if blending into the night.
Soon, he arrived at his target—the Emperor's sleeping quarters. He gently lifted a tile from the roof, revealing a gap through which he peered inside.
Inside the chamber, candlelight flickered, illuminating piles of gold and silver treasures, yet it felt particularly desolate. On the Dragon Bed, a bright yellow silk quilt was slightly raised, and a figure was trembling beneath it—it was none other than His Majesty.
"Truly timid as a mouse," the Assassin chuckled inwardly but remained cautious. He carefully removed another tile and stealthily rolled into the sleeping quarters.
His eyes immediately fell upon the jade seal placed at the head of the bed. It was translucent and emitted a warm glow—clearly not an ordinary item.
"That's it," he thought with delight as he reached out to take it when suddenly a clear voice rang out from above, playful and teasing: "Who says the palace's design is illogical? Haven't you noticed that this roof is designed perfectly for…"
Before finishing her sentence, a pink figure descended from above, landing lightly between the Assassin and the Dragon Bed. Dressed in a pink gown and wielding two gleaming kitchen knives, it was none other than Tofu Beauty, Cui Yingying.
Before the Assassin could react, Cui Yingying spoke first: "What are you doing here in the middle of the night? Are you perhaps looking to discuss tofu cooking techniques with me?" As she spoke, she swung her knives with flair while wearing a mischievous smile.
The Assassin paused for a moment before realizing that this woman actually mistook him for a thief. He couldn't help but feel amused yet frustrated; clearly, this wasn't the time for explanations. He coldly replied, "Step aside! Or don't blame me for being rude!"
"Oh? Such bravado!" Cui Yingying's eyes sparkled with mischief. "I want to see just how rude you can be."
At that moment, the door to the chamber suddenly burst open, and four armored guards rushed in, surrounding them. The Captain of the Guards shouted sternly: "Bold intruder! How dare you trespass into the palace? Surrender at once!"
"You've come at just the right time! Quickly capture this thief!" Cui Yingying pointed at the Assassin loudly while winking at the guards.
The Assassin found himself at a loss for words; this girl really knew how to put on a show! He shook his head helplessly; it seemed he would have to show some real skills today.
"Do you think you can stop me with just your ragtag group?" He sneered coldly before darting toward the guards like a flash of lightning.
The guards only felt a blur before they could clearly see the opponent's movements, and were all sent flying, crashing heavily to the ground and groaning in pain.
Cui Yingying, witnessing this, flashed a hint of surprise, which quickly transformed into excitement. It seemed that this "thief" was not simple! She licked her lips and tightened her grip on the kitchen knife, ready to engage in a fierce battle.
The Assassin, having dealt with the guards, paid no attention to Cui Yingying and walked straight towards the Dragon Bed, preparing to take the jade seal.
"Not so fast!" Cui Yingying exclaimed as she swung her kitchen knife at the Assassin. The two knives in her hands glimmered like silver light, and combined with her agile movements, they were quite formidable.
The Assassin clearly did not expect that this seemingly fragile girl possessed such skills, and for a moment, he found himself entangled by her.
"Hey, I said you’re not getting through me!" Cui Yingying complained while maneuvering around the Assassin. "I already told you I'm not your target; why do you have to go against me?"
"Shut up! Woman, if you keep obstructing me, I'll deal with you too!" The Assassin was irritated by her incessant chatter, his tone laced with anger.
"What a bold claim!" Cui Yingying responded, far from being angry; instead, she became even more excited. "I want to see how you plan to deal with me!"
With that, she wielded her kitchen knife even more fiercely, her attacks becoming increasingly aggressive, momentarily suppressing the Assassin.
The two engaged in a fierce exchange within the palace chamber, their blades flashing as they fought intensely.
Meanwhile, the Emperor hiding under the bed was already terrified out of his wits, trembling uncontrollably and wishing he could bury himself in the ground.
Just then, a large hole suddenly appeared in the ceiling of the chamber. Four figures descended from above, landing between Cui Yingying and the Assassin and separating them.
"Stop!" commanded the leader in a deep voice; it was one of the Four Great Masters of the palace.
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