Chapter 75 Luck

Cleo picked up the wine glass again and took a sip. "Of course, the specific operation is more complicated, but the idea is that simple. However, it cannot be considered a complete success now, so it can only be said that he is in a preliminary dilemma."

"It's really amazing." Essin must express his admiration. "Then now only Essul Fate is left. Do you have any thoughts on the Duke?"

"That's a different situation," Cleo replied. "He's rich. Besides, there's not enough time."

"Just aristocrat." Essin replied disdainfully.

"Then you underestimate him." Cleo replied. "Have you heard about Miss Shirley?"

"Ah, I heard of it, but I don't know her." Essin spread his hands. "I heard that she went to the west to arrange...a plan, something, and finally messed up. Not only did she lose all the capital of the Duke, but she even borrowed a large sum of money from a chamber of commerce and couldn't repay it. In the end, the whole incident could not end... It seemed that the Duke finally abandoned her and never mentioned her again. What a pity, I heard that she was a very good smart person before."

"Yes, the one who made Shirley suffer a great loss is this Ashu Rufate."

"Ah, is it true?"

"What I heard from Duke Byron himself, are you saying it true or false?"

"He's very rich?"

"At least, it cannot be measured by the level of ordinary squire and nobles," Cleo said. "He defeated Shirley in a business war. That means that this guy's wealth... can be regarded as a rich man. He is a rich man."

"No wonder that guy ignored the house in the noble district." Essin murmured to himself.

"Well, by the way, you didn't take any new action against Ashu Rufate?"

"Well, the Duke said. He thought it was not suitable to alert the snake at the moment." Essin replied.

Clio suddenly showed a mysterious smile: "Essin, you feel... and Barthodnie, how about it? Of course I mean the fighting skills. If you two come to a duel..."

"Ah, this... to be honest, we have never had a fight." Essin thought for a while and said. "It depends on the specific situation."

"Then, you and Ashu Rufate..."

"Well, actually...this is also my doubt." Essin replied. "Do you remember the duel between Barthodoni and Eshu Rufate?"

"Of course I remember, that evil god believer!" Clio replied. To be honest, it was still a bit uncomfortable to mention Barsadoni. Afterwards, Barcelona was proved to be a believer of the evil god's terror, and Clio was not surprised at all.

"Did you notice... When they fought for the last time... in fact, at the last moment of contact between the two sides, Barcelona seemed to hesitate for a moment? It was because of his hesitation that he was penetrated by Ash Rufate's chest with a sword, and the sword he stabbed himself fell into nothing."

"Ah, this...well, after all, I'm not a swordsman, so I didn't notice much about these details. But I think Ash Rufate is much stronger in terms of strength."

"No matter how strong it is," said Essin. "Faced with the last blow of the mad dogs that died together like Barcelona... To be honest, with my understanding of swordsmanship, in that case, no matter how skilled the swordsman is, he cannot stop the desperate effort of the death together... In the end, Barcelona failed because he suddenly split the gods for some reason."

"Why are you distracted?" Clio asked strangely. "This is a life-and-death duel. Will you still distract yourself at this critical moment?"

"Yes, it's incredible. To be honest, from my point of view, he can't be distracted unless he sees someone next to him holding other dangerous weapons, such as a crossbow or a musket pointing at him. But there is no such special situation nearby - we're witnessing everything with our own eyes."

"Didn't you say that Barthodni is a mad dog? He has a bad brain..."

"He is a mad dog, not a stupid dog," Essin replied. "And he is an expert in combat, and he will never make such a stupid mistake."

"Ah, then how do you explain?"

"I can't explain it. Is it really just a simple luck or something? I would rather not believe this. In short, if I were asked to duel with Ashu Rufate... well, as long as there are other choices, I will never face him."

"By the way, Essin, what kind of 'keen intuition' of Barcelona you mentioned last time, are there many people who have trained this ability? Barcelona seemed to be the ever-winning champion in the arena before."

"This... can be said that as long as the warriors who are qualified to be called 'masters' have more or less abilities. However, people who have reached this level will generally be a little more or less proud, and they will not stay in places like the arena for a long time. There is no sense of accomplishment or a future for the sake of money." Essin smiled. "Besides, although this ability is very effective, it is not omnipotent. Although Barcelona can knock down the flying knife, he will definitely not be able to knock down bullets and bows."

"That's right." Clio picked up his own again and took a sip. "But I don't know much about this kind of thing. Can you have a simple conversion relationship? For example, do you think this Exurfate can beat a few ordinary soldiers? Is ten enough?"

"This depends on the specific situation. For example, if you wear armor and have the right terrain, Ashrufate may be able to deal with dozens or hundreds of people at one time. But if you don't wear armor... then there are only about five or six."

“There is such a big difference between the two?”

"Armored fighting and no-armor fighting are completely different." Essin replied. "Simply put, in the case of armor, especially heavy armor, a person can concentrate on dealing with an enemy in front of him, and ignore the attacks of others, because his armor can protect him. If he does not have enough force, he cannot penetrate the armor and cause damage. But if he does not wear armor... you know, flesh is very fragile in front of the blade, and one stab with no force can produce a fatal effect."

"If you attack with more and fight less, it is best not to wear armor. On the contrary, if you attack with less and fight with more, wearing armor will be very beneficial. Is that what it means?"

"That's right, it's that simple. Of course, armor is just one aspect, and there are various other factors, especially the constraints of terrain conditions." Essin replied. "So it is actually very irresponsible to say that simple conversion is actually very irresponsible. Specific analysis of specific questions is the reasonable answer. You're welcome to say, it's not too difficult to fight against a hundred things with the right terrain. It's normal for the ten archers on the top of the city to kill hundreds of enemies who siege the city."

...

Ashu Rufate came out of the well and jumped to the side. As mentioned earlier, this road is usually sparsely pedestrian, and it is lunch time, and there are no people on the whole road.

"Where are you going today?" Ashu Rufat pulled the little girl out of the well and asked. In fact, there are not many places that really attract attention in the major blocks of Eagle Falcon City. The commercial area has been visited, and the noble area is too dangerous to go (because it is very likely that someone who knows the little girl), and there are only a few residential areas left. It should be noted that this city does not have a strict slum area, because the real poor people live in the suburbs.

"I want to go to the place we first met." The little girl thought for a while and said.

"Why go where?" Ashu Rufat couldn't help but skip a beat.

"Because I think that place is very prosperous," the little girl replied. "Compared with other places, it is relatively clean, especially with a...ordered feeling."

"It's a place for men to have fun." Ashu Rufat said softly. He looked up at the location of the sun. In fact, it doesn't matter if he takes the little girl around during this period of time.

They walked along the road and walked around a turn. In front of them was a T-junction, and there were obviously more pedestrians on the street. On the side of the street, a man who looked like a homeless man or a beggar sat there, wearing a broken cloak, wearing a large old-style top hat on his head, and a large gap in the top hat.

Neither Ashrufate nor the little girl paid too much attention to the homeless man-so they did not notice that the homeless man's eyes were staring at the little girl through the gap in the hat.

...

"What, have you discovered the target again?" Nighthawk jumped up from the bed and started wearing clothes as fast as possible. He was so excited that he didn't even notice that the subordinate who reported the news was staring at the naked woman on the bed and swallowing. Usually, the person who broke in so recklessly reported the information would permanently lose a part of his body, but this time Nighthawk really didn't have time to care about such trivial matters.

"What's so urgent..." The woman lazily pulled the cup over, covering the key parts of her body. "Can't you stay with me for a while?" Her voice could drip out of water.

"A big event that changes my life fate." Nighthawk replied hurriedly. "My chance is here! Sure enough, I am a lucky man."

"Ah, is it so exaggerated?"

Nighthawk didn't answer because he had already rushed out of the door and came straight to the living room. In the middle of the living room was a subordinate who could not even name, but it didn't matter. "Where are they going?" he asked the person who didn't know the name.

"Go to the Huajie District." The subordinate replied. "We found a few smart kids to follow them. There should be no problem."

"Huajie... By the way, I remember... Little Byron spent the night in Huajie last night. Is there any news that he left there?"

"No." said another subordinate in the living room. "He has been there for several days."
Chapter completed!