The Knight from the Fairytales

Chapter 90: The Unlucky Assassin

Little Ghost was good. Aside from that gnome being a bit of a bastard—I usually liked to call her "Little Ghost at the Cloud's Edge"—Little Ghost was inherently kind. As the saying goes, kind children get candy. After the curse on her body was removed, no one would inexplicably feel disgusted by her anymore.

When Beihai finished handling this matter, he also felt a bit impulsive. This Little Ghost was still hesitating, so he made a choice for her, directly dragging the gnome out and suppressing it in the toilet.

You know what? Although this scene was a bit impulsive, the feeling was different. Completely different. The previous feeling was like wearing your underwear right-side out, inside out, flipping it over, then wearing it right-side out, then inside out again...

In short, it felt like punching cotton. If things went badly, Little Ghost might have pardoned the gnome's crimes. But now, it was as comfortable as changing into a new pair of underwear for the New Year.

Beihai felt great anyway. When doing things, one should be completely uninhibited. If you have the ability, you should enjoy throwing your weight around.

While Beihai was secretly rejoicing here, a conspiracy targeting him had already begun on the other side.

The old witch took out all her savings to hire an assassin, wanting to delay him for a while, or simply kill him outright.

A heavy bag of gold coins was tossed onto the table. The old witch, holding her cane, heavily knocked it twice on the ground, making loud *bang bang* sounds.

"This transaction won't leave you at a disadvantage. Plus, you have all the target's information. It should be very easy for you."

"Killing him is too difficult. Not to mention his own strength, everything now favors him."The assassin wasn't a fool, of course, nor was he cowardly. The main reason was he wanted more.

"No, I'll give you some tools. As long as you can kill him, these additional 1000 gold coins will be yours."

The old witch was determined this time. She was giving the other party time to grow. Don't wait until her own injuries healed—she'd be beheaded by his sword by then.

She had to create some difficulty for him, to buy time.

If this was considered delivering experience points, then the old witch had nothing to say. Could this be called delivering experience? Even I can't beat him.

The assassin was an assassin with principles. He accepted the 1000 gold coins. The other 1000 gold coins would only be handed over by the old witch when she saw Beihai's head or heart.

In other words, Beihai's life was only worth 2000 gold coins.

Just like that, after receiving the money, the assassin had just walked out of the house when a frog hopping nearby opened its mouth and asked, "Where to, where to, where are you going?"

The assassin ignored it, remaining motionless and silent, playing the part of a master. Assassination wasn't a glorious thing, so why make it known to everyone?

When the assassin led a horse over and was just about to mount it, the horse dodged him, opening its mouth to ask, "Master, master, where are you going?"

"I'm going to assassinate a knight. That guy gave me a full thousand as a deposit."

Upon receiving the news, the horse fell silent. The assassin mounted it just like that. Then, just as he was about to head toward the target, the horse beneath the assassin's butt disobeyed, twisting its head and running in the opposite direction.

The assassin was greatly alarmed by this sudden change, gripping the reins tightly, but it was completely useless. He wanted to jump down, but bizarrely, he simply couldn't jump off, as if he was being controlled.

The whole person could only sit on the horse's back as it ran farther and farther away. The surrounding scenery rushed past. If it usually used ten percent effort, now it was using twelve percent. The wind seemed to be helping the other side.

Thinking of his mission, the assassin drew his dagger. But the horse beneath his butt was his partner. Moreover, in this era, horses represented cars—extremely expensive. They often developed feelings with their owners.

So the dagger turned into a tool for soothing. "Stop, stop! What's wrong with you?"

The horse remained silent, just galloping wildly.

Seeing that things weren't right, the assassin thought if they kept running like this, they might even end up in the wilderness, with no village ahead and no inn behind.

"I won't kill that knight! I won't kill him!"

Hearing the satisfactory answer, the horse finally stopped and obediently turned back. The assassin's excited heart finally calmed down. However, he had to return the gold coins to the old witch.

"Sigh, why are you so protective of that knight?"

"Master, because that knight was once my master. He bought me from a horse trader, rode me for a while, then released me back into the wild. Later, I met you."

So the horse between his legs was second-hand? That doesn't seem quite right to say, but am I the rebound guy?

Although I didn't go to the horse market, I've already developed feelings with this horse. How could I betray him?

But isn't this a form of NTR?

The assassin could only slink back and return the gold coins to the old witch. "This kind of thing... I'm not suitable for it."

The old witch looked at the money pouch thrown back on the table, also feeling bewildered, even somewhat frustrated. It was just a horse, wasn't it? And you quit because of this?

"With so many gold coins, you can buy as many horses as you want later. Why can't you tell what's important? This is dropping the watermelon to pick up a sesame seed."

The current relationship was still somewhat strange. And this assassin was a bit too honest. Wasn't this a kind of honest person?

The assassin also felt a bit angry. He wanted that money too, but his horse wouldn't allow it. Naturally, he had to retort.

"Then let me ask you, do you know which horses in this world haven't been ridden by that knight?"

"Sigh, since you can't do it, I'll find someone else."

The old witch didn't offer further explanation. The world was so big, how could all the horses have been ridden by that guy? Besides, finding an assassin who doesn't ride a horse—wasn't that simple?

She could only take these gold coins and continue searching for someone capable of opposing Beihai.