7 KINGDOMS: conquest

7 KINGDOMS: conquest
192.kingdom of Mecius 2


"Of course, the situation is getting worse" said another man.


Noran listened to both of them carefully. His current strength was able to make him hear the conversation of the two easily.


"Deteriorating?" said another man.


"Yes, the kingdom of Mecius is now so bad. Rumor has it there was a rebellion in the kingdom of Mecius" the man said.


Noran felt increasingly interested in the conversation of the two. He became focused on their conversation.


"From the rumors I heard, sir-" whispered the man.


Suddenly, Grim's voice cut through his conversation. Noran could not hear who they were talking about.


"Sir, we've arrived" Grim said.


Noran regained his senses and looking around, Grim and the others were ready for dinner.


"What's up, sir? You look so serious." said Grim.


"It's nothing, just pondering over the unimportant thing. Since you're here, let's start the dinner" Noran said.


Grim and the others nodded, they began to eat the available food crazily.


...


After dinner, Noran went into his room. The girls reserve their own rooms, while Grim chooses to follow Noran.


"Sir, what are you going to do?" ask Grim.


He sat down on the chair and saw many glass bottles scattered on the floor. Elsewhere, it looks a large enough package with a pleasant fragrant aroma.


"I will try my new abilities" Noran said.


He opened the cloth, revealing a variety of poisonous herbs from those commonly found to those that were rare.


The red mushroom and purple root grass he took, he dissolved the two as he knew from his dark alchemy skill.


A red and purple liquid started to look, Noran then fused it together and made a blood-like dark red potion.


"Ding! Failed it!"


Noran took other herbs and began to do the same. Many times he failed and turned the potion into a black solution.


[Dig! Failed!]


[Dig! Failed!]


[Dig! Failed!]


...


[Dig! Failed!]


Many times he failed, many bottles filled with a foul-smelling black solution on the floor.


Sweat poured down his forehead, using the alchemy skill also draining his mana. While the dark alchemy skill consumes twice as much mana as normal alchemy.


This is caused to maintain the toxic properties that exist in herbs. Noran tried again.


After a while, he mixed the two different colored liquids slowly, drop by drop.


[Dig! That worked!]


Noran looked at a glass bottle filled with a transparent colored potion. He touched the glass bottle and saw it.


[Potion: low grade


type: sleeping poison


The sleeping poison potion was able to make the person who drank it fall into a deep sleep for some time.


Time limit: 1 hour ]


"Successful!" murmured Noran happily.


He continued, This time no one failed. Full night he created many sleeping poison potions.


There were now 2,300+ sleeping poison potions before him, 200 of them were of medium quality and 50 were of high quality.


"Sir, what is this potion?" ask Grim.


"It's a sleeping poison" Noran said.


"Poisons? Why did you study poison?" ask Grim.


Noran smiled, one would indeed be curious as to what purpose one becomes a poison master.


"Grim, I studied poison to protect myself. Also sometimes, a poison can be neutralized and eliminated with other poisons" said Noran.


Grim was still silent, he felt a little confused by Noran's words.


"Grim, there are no evil skills. There are only people who use skills for evil.


Evil or good skills depend on the person wearing them" Noran said.


Grim nodded, he understood Noran's words. He took one of the ingredients and kissed it.


"No smell to you" said Grim.


"A good poison has no smell, color and taste, but has a strong effect" Noran said.


Grim re-covered the glass bottle, comparing it to about 100 glass bottles containing a black, foul-smelling solution.


Tuk tuk's...


Noran was silent, hearing footsteps from a nearby place.


'An intruder?' noran muttered.


Still silent and closing his eyes, he looked at Grim.


"I will rest first" Noran said.


Grim nodded and left Noran's room. Noran then broke down his body and closed his eyes.


His hearing is sharp, he can still hear the voice of the person even though he has moved calmly.


'How many are they?' noran muttered.


A black-robed figure appeared, they had the appearance of an assassin by covering his face with a mask and a hood.


"He's the target?" ask one of the assassins.


"It's not wrong, young noble in a white suit, he must be the one" said another assassin.


"If so, get it done quickly" said his colleague.


He pulled out a dagger and thrust it into Noran's chest. Noran immediately rolled over, making the dagger just stab the bed.


"Inbreathers? Good night, it looks like you are in a hurry" Noran said with a smile.


"Damn it! He fooled us!" said another assassin.


He immediately pulled out his two daggers. Two swinging daggers were eyeing Noran's neck and chest.


"You're too excited" Noran said.


Noran leaped backwards, dagger swung and slashed at the empty air. In the next moment, Noran had been behind the two.


"Where is he?" said one of the assassins.


"I'm here" said Noran.


Bang out!


A slow-looking fist hit the back of one of the assassins, making him strongly pushed.


He bounced himself to penetrate the walls of the inn. The remaining Assassin shot up and tried to split up Noran.


He lowered his head and avoided it, the dagger was only a few cent away from his body.


Noran pulled out his hand and slammed it hard.


Bang out!


Assassins slammed violently onto the floor, cracks and basins visible on the floor. Anyone would know if the dings were so strong.


The Assassin that was thrown into the wall, reappeared. His appearance looks pretty bad.


Shiu...


A dozen sharp needles he threw towards Noran, Noran immediately put on his armor.


Stang stangs!


Golden royal armor was able to stop all the needles thrown by the assassin.


Shua!


In a short time, Noran darted and arrived before the assassin.


Bang out!


Fists hit his chest, making his chest look sunken.


"Geek!"


[Dig! Kill an assassin! Exp +250!]


"Eh? Dead?" Noran looked confused.


His chest looks sunken and as if in a hole just like that. Noran looked at the other assassins lying on the floor.


He wanted to know who sent these assassins. He also wanted to know why to send the assassins.


Noran opened his screen, the map flashing a blink with red dots all around.


There were dozens of glowing red dots around the inn, Noran became worried and immediately ran over.


"Wine! They're in danger!" noran muttered.


He shot as fast as he could towards the assassins. The strong wind made many things fly.


***


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