AWB Chapter 315 Marknik's Threat
Chapter 315 Marknik's Threat
The [Magician] Guild was ordered by its president, Carly, to carry out missions in the city of Larry.
Everyone was furious when they learned that Cassius's magic sword had been stolen in public.
Even though they all knew that Marknik had formed an alliance with the A-level guild [The Nameless].
All the members of the guild found Cassius and others, and joined their team without saying a word, ready to seek justice for Cassius.
Seeing these uninvited guests from the Magician's Guild, Marknick felt a little flustered.
However, things have not developed to the point where they are out of control, and the current situation is not bad for him.
After all, if we can deal with Cassius and others for a while longer, we can delay a lot of time.
"I told you it's just a loan. Don't be so stingy. Once I clear this dungeon, I will naturally return the magic sword to His Highness Cassius."
Marknik spoke in a frivolous tone, as if he were an outsider.
"Without permission, that's called robbery! This princess will only give you one last chance, return the sword and apologize!" Shana shouted angrily.
When entering the dungeon this time, Shana was not prepared to reason with Marknick.
People who snatch things in the street and call it "borrowing" are unreasonable.
Marknik sneered, "Calling you His Highness is to give you a way out, do you really think I'm afraid?
A useless LV3 swordsman and a ignorant LV4 magician have brought shame to your royal family. No wonder they were kicked out by Cross.
You two don't really think you can defeat me with the help of the Magician Guild, do you? "
Seeing that Marknik had no intention of giving in, Cassius was the first to draw his sword.
"It seems that Mr. Marknick is not going to return the magic sword to me."
Marknik's eyes revealed cunning, "You have to think clearly, drawing the sword means starting a war, it would be easy for me to kill you.
Afterwards, Cross will definitely not turn against me, a level 6 sword master, just for you two losers. If Ron wants to avenge you, he should also consider the power behind me.
In other words, if you die here, your death will be in vain."
Marknik deliberately emphasized the words "LV6" and "Sword Saint".
The purpose is to intimidate Cassius, Shana and others to prevent the two sides from actually going to war.
If the Magician Guild had not taken the initiative to join the game, he could have killed Cassius and Shana and their gang without hesitation.
After all, my strength is still enough to crush those four people.
But now the situation has changed suddenly. With so many qualitative change magicians attacking at the same time, his team can't withstand it.
Seeing that Cassius had no intention of sheathing his sword, Marknik couldn't help but frown.
"Why, you don't believe I dare to do it?"
Cassius prepared to attack. "No, I believe you dare to do it, but I believe even more that you will lose this time."
After these words were spoken, both Flesman and Sosk were stunned.
Cassius' tone didn't sound like he was showing off; his confidence was genuine.
He really thought he could beat Marknik.
"Sosk, is the level of this little disciple Ron also hidden?" Foresman asked softly.
Sosk shook his head. "He is indeed a LV3 forging-level swordsman, but... his foundation is much deeper than that of an average forging-level swordsman. It seems that he worked hard when he was LV2."
"Can you beat Marknik?" continued Flesman.
"No, after all, there is a huge gap between LV3 and LV5." Sosk rejected it quickly.
Marknik was almost intimidated by Cassius's confidence and almost lost his composure.
"LV3 wants to beat LV6, are you crazy?"
Cassius said firmly, "I really can't beat LV6, but as long as it's not LV6, I have a chance to win."
Cassius' words were very clear, and there was no way that Marknik could not have failed to understand them.
"You mean, my title of Sword Saint recognized by the whole world is fake? Who gave you the confidence?"
After Cassius noticed the subtle change in Marknik's expression, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "Of course it was the confidence given by my president. The president said a long time ago that you are a fake swordsman."
Hearing this, not only Marknik, but also Flesman and Solsk were shocked.
Logically speaking, it would be difficult for LV5 to discover his disguise if he didn't fight with Marknik.
In order to easily see through Marknik's true level, the level needs to reach LV6.
After becoming famous in the battle with Raymond, Marknik did not have any more battles for five or six years.
This is also the reason why his identity as the fake sword master has not been exposed until now.
"What a joke, Miss Giles is just a LV4 quantitative transformation magician who happened to be a hero. What qualifications does he have to judge my level?" Marknick was obviously a little anxious.
Cassius seemed to have expected him to say this, and he simply repeated Mis's previous reasoning exactly as it was, which once again stunned everyone.
"Can we infer that the identity of the Sword Master Marknik is a fake just based on the truce between the Northern Countries and the Kingdom of Firris?" Foresman thought he couldn't do it.
"Brave man, Miss Giles, should be an interesting person." Sosk said lightly.
Marknik gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and veins bulged on his forehead.
"If I had known, I should have killed him when we first met."
Once this layer of window paper is torn, neither side has any way out.
There is no way Cassius will give up Ron's magic sword. Marknick's identity as a fake swordsman has been basically exposed, and he will not give up.
But judging from the current situation, the advantage is clearly on Cassius' side.
Marknik glanced in the direction of the Nameless Guild.
"President Flesman, you're not just going to watch the show forever, are you?"
It seemed that Flesman had anticipated that Marknick would ask him for help.
"Mr. Marknik, I've said before that our guild will only help you deal with the monsters in the dungeon. We won't interfere in other matters."
In his opinion, Marknik was asking for trouble and deserved to die.
Why do you have nothing better to do than to steal other people's children and magic swords? In the end, you won't be able to defeat them.
Sosk echoed, "I advise you to return the magic sword to him and apologize."
Marknik couldn't help but spit, "Damn it, you want me to hand over the magic sword? Impossible!"
He knew that he and Miss had a blood feud. If Miss didn't come to kill him, he would kill Miss sooner or later.
Cassius and his men have such a close relationship with Miss, they might want to help their president get revenge and take the opportunity to kill him.
Handing over the magic sword now is equivalent to handing over your life.
Marknik was isolated and helpless, and the only thing he could do was to delay time as much as possible.
Only if he completes Archbishop Michael's mission and delays the Nameless Guild long enough will the church help him.
"Flesman, you have to help me. You don't have to kill anyone, just hold them back."
"You have to think clearly. Only I can help you break the seal in the Great Labyrinth Kataklin."
"If you don't help me, you'll never reach the deepest level of that maze in your lifetime!"