A Hospital in Another World?

Across the display table, Garrett looked towards Ares, and Ares looked back at Garrett.

Their eyes met for a moment before Mr. Ares first averted his gaze. Pretending as if nothing had happened, he turned towards the display table and picked up a leaf, examining it back and forth:

“Ah… this leaf, its shape is somewhat similar to a tea leaf… Look everyone, it is oval-shaped, with a blunt round top and smooth edges, and it feels quite thin.”

As he spoke, he showed the leaf to the people nearby, fulfilling his duty as a naturalist. After displaying it around, he continued describing:

“However, the color of this leaf is different from that of tea leaves. What we see is a dried leaf, dark green on the front and dark gray on the back, which is quite different from tea leaves. Now, let’s taste it…”

He glanced at the stall owner for permission, then tore off a small piece of the leaf and put it in his mouth. Chewing it repeatedly for a while, he exaggeratedly sighed:

“Wow! It was quite bitter at first, or rather very bitter. But now, I feel extremely delighted, full of energy, as if I could do anything~~~ Congratulations, sir, you have discovered a miraculous plant!”

Garrett’s expression changed. He pulled on Serrala and retreated into the crowd. Mr. Viper was slightly startled, maintaining a smile, pretending as if he noticed nothing. Garrett looked around for a while, then found a duty-bound mage and pointed at the stall, saying something.

Soon, someone approached the stall owner and took away all the display items. Garrett watched from a distance until the stall was cleared, then he breathed a sigh of relief and walked away.

Seeing the target leave, Mr. Viper casually chatted for a few moments and then excused himself to go to the restroom, hurrying away. Follow him, follow him!

Don’t let him escape!

【Viper】Ares had been tracking Garrett for many days.

To no avail.

Garrett, that guy, just holed up at the peak and wouldn’t come down…

The top of Igor Peak was such a place, surrounded by eight mage towers around the central Tower of Heaven, all shrouded in mystic locks. Even if the Pope wanted to attack, he would have to bring the entire Knights, the Tribunal, and all the powerful forces from the church, or else he might not be able to return.

Mr. Ares weighed his options. Even if he disguised himself to infiltrate, he couldn’t manage it—the mystic lock was too fierce. No choice but to exercise extreme patience, squatting at the doors of the mage towers and the hospital, watching people go in and out daily, hoping for the day Garrett would return.

Finally, he was summoned for a hearing, and Garrett was dragged out once, without spending a night at the foot of the mountain, and poof, he was gone again!

Mr. Ares was even planning to cause some trouble elsewhere, fake a death to get the authorities to lower their guard. While still planning, he looked up one day, to his great joy:

Garrett came out!

He came out to browse the exhibition on the first day, and again on the second day. On the third day, Mr. Ares dressed himself up as a naturalist and also went to the exhibition.

Luckily, he actually encountered the target!

And the target was quite easy to find. After Mr. Ares moved out of the crowd, he didn’t have to work too hard to find the target in another group of people—

Not for any other reason but the barbarian’s height, which was simply too conspicuous!

Since he had found him, Mr. Viper was neither hurried nor slow. He leisurely looked through the display tables while stealthily observing the target:

Alright, he really came to play with a lady. The target was accompanying an elf lady, laughing and looking at the exhibits together. Three parts of his attention were on the exhibits, but seven parts were actually on the elf lady.

Assured that they had no intention of leaving, Mr. Viper slowed his pace, wandering far around the target. The distance was always maintained at about 10 meters.

Hmm, this distance, if it really came down to having to make a move, a sprint would suffice. Of course, it would still be better not to make a move here, even just outside the venue would be more convenient for escape…

Mr. Viper secretly plotted, scanning around with his peripheral vision, looking for an opportunity to act:

The venue was not very crowded,

as in the 3-meter wide and 20-meter long corridor in front of him, sparsely populated with only about a dozen visitors. The entire exhibition hall combined had no more than two or three hundred people.

With such a density of people, approaching the target rashly would definitely arouse suspicion. It would be best to create some chaos somewhere, to facilitate his quick approach, a kill, and then escape with the crowd…

Who would be convenient to target?

The fat gentleman at the booth to the left?

The lady on the right, dragging a bright red skirt?

Or the pair of little siblings, bouncing around, playing ball, and frolicking?

Ah, the target is nearing the entrance of the exhibition hall, quickly follow him!

From the museum entrance leading to the inner circle, on each side, left and right, stood two significant exhibits. Two groups of people surrounded the exhibits, each forming a circle, blocking the entrance to just a crack.

On the left was a long green dress. From a distance, it looked moist like jade, but up close, it was made up of extremely tiny sequins, each no larger than half a fingernail. Densely packed, more than millions.

Numerous white orbs, large and small, floated around the long dress. With a slight change in angle, the dress immediately flowed with a rainbow-like luster. Unstable, its splendor unmatched.

Upon seeing that dress, the elf lady immediately exclaimed and pulled the target over:

“Garrett! This dress is so beautiful! What is it made of? Can I try it on?”

“Uh… I don’t know…” Garrett stammered. To Mr. Viper’s ears, even his voice slowed by a beat, clearly racking his brains:

“Trying it on might not be possible; this is an exhibit and can’t be taken down… If you like it, I’ll inquire later about who owns it…”

“I really want to wear it… or at least touch it…”

“Alright, let’s go… there are still many exhibits we haven’t seen yet!”

“Woo… let me look a bit longer…”

Mr. Viper couldn’t help but smile.

Sure enough, any beautiful girl couldn’t resist the charm of that dress.

Although the elf lady was quite capable, all her attention was on the dress, not giving even a corner of her eye to the target—

As for the barbarian bodyguard, he was diligently following behind, but his attention was not on the target. He frequently turned back, looking towards the opposite entrance, at another exhibit:

A giant beast’s skeleton.

Strictly speaking, it was a giant snake. It’s hard to say what level of magical beast it was in life, with its lower body coiled up, just the upright upper half was at least as tall as two people.

The giant snake’s head hung low, its empty eye sockets staring at the exhibition hall, making everyone who saw it shiver. On both sides of its spine hung a pair of ribs, as if it had a pair of magnificent wings in front of it.

The barbarian guard’s weapon, a giant bone club, according to the church’s records, probably contained a beast soul. Seeing such a fierce beast, no wonder he couldn’t move his feet…

The elf lady and the barbarian guard, one looking at the long dress, the other at the beast bone. Mr. Viper coldly watched, the target bored, glancing here and there, attracted by something, slowly walking away.

Good opportunity!

Mr. Viper was pleased.

As a 12th level assassin, to say he couldn’t beat two 8th level warriors, of course, would be an understatement.

But to assassinate in enemy territory, one must kill with one blow, escaping thousands of miles away. Being able to get the job done without anyone noticing, that was the safest method, allowing him to quietly escape before the enemy was alerted.

Two 8th level warriors, even just one, blocking and entangling for a moment, would make too much noise and attract the attention of others. The target walking away by himself was perfect!

Garrett walked around the snake skeleton for a large half-circle, and Mr. Viper followed at a neither far nor close distance, alternating between moving fast and slow, irregular in his movements, only occasionally using his peripheral vision to ensure the target was still there.

And behind Mr. Viper, five or six low-level mages silently spread into a large circle. Either looking down at the exhibits, chatting with friends, or holding a small mirror to meticulously inspect themselves—

Every minute or half a minute, they turned their heads towards the giant snake skeleton, quietly casting a 【Detection Magic】.

In the mind-link, dense information silently echoed.

“Watch that man with black hair and a brown short coat! He doesn’t reflect light!”

“He moved to the right! Attention! Among all the people here, only he doesn’t reflect light! Conservatively estimated

, he’s a master above level 10!”

“Target moved to 33, 28!”

“Capture team, be cautious, don’t look at him, don’t alert him!”

“Protective subject moved to 19, 17! Get ready to act!”

“3, 2, 1!”

“Help!”

Near the side door, suddenly a scream exploded.

Mr. Viper looked towards the sound, just to see a bundle of bright red silk falling to the ground, probably a lady suddenly fainting, with chaotic footsteps around, people continuously running over.

And the target, without thinking, turned direction and rushed towards the crowd—

Previous information showed that the target had a gentle nature, putting all his thoughts on healing and saving people. Wherever someone was injured, fell ill, or was in danger, wherever an epidemic spread, he would rush there without thinking.

Mr. Viper had no doubts, quickly stepped forward, squeezing into the crowd. To avoid exposure, he specifically chose a different direction from the target, entering the first layer and then moving sideways.

This naturally delayed him quite a bit. By the time he squeezed into the center of the crowd, he saw the lady lying on the ground, her skirt spread out, the smell of blood overpowering. The target was half-kneeling by her side, just retracting his hand—

Specks of white light, silent and scattering. From the scale, it seemed to be a Healing Serious Wounds spell, just about the highest level of divine magic the target could cast.

Good opportunity!

With his back towards him, just after casting a spell, this was when a healer was most off-guard, and his ability to resist was lowest!

His two protectors, the elf lady and the barbarian warrior, were not by his side!

Mr. Viper pretended to be concerned, also bending down, looking over Garrett’s head towards the fallen woman. While inspecting, he muttered:

“What happened? What’s going on? Do you need help? I have smelling salts here, do you want some?”

As he spoke, his right hand hung down, slightly shaking. A slender, sharp, and non-reflective dark black dagger slid from his sleeve into his palm.

As Mr. Viper’s right hand hung down, the dagger silently slid in from the right side of Garrett’s lower back, slantingly piercing in.

“Click” a soft sound, as if something was pierced, perhaps a mage’s armor. However, for this dagger with anti-magic abilities, mere mage armor couldn’t pose any obstacle.

A strike was successful, sinking deep to the hilt.

Kidney shot!

Perfect!

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