Gwanjongcheonma’s Game Broadcast - Chapter 52

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Chapter 52

‘Damn it…!’

The Pope’s Guard Captain.

Goosebumps rose all over Zieg’s body.

He hadn’t sensed any presence at all while the following unit members were silently taken down.

What was even more shocking was that this was a secret passage that only the Pope used.

That meant,

‘They’ve been tracking us from the very beginning.’

It had been 10 minutes since he guided the Pope into the secret passage.

The fact that someone had followed them while hiding their presence for all that time sent chills down his spine.

But that was only momentary,

“You bastard! Come out if you dare!”

Zieg shouted confidently.

What’s frightening is an assassin who hides their form.

An assassin who appears boldly from the front isn’t scary at all.

The moment he thought that,

Kwaaa!

The sound of a massive water stream echoed from the dim darkness.

Zieg doubted his own ears.

There was no way water could flow into this secret passage.

That it was the Heavenly Wolf Wave Slash, which mimicked a fierce water stream,

was something Zieg had no way of knowing.

Kwakwakwakwa!

“Uaaaak!”

A pebble struck directly by a fierce water stream.

That was exactly what the guard looked like in comparison.

The only difference was that instead of white foam created by the water stream, red blood was splattering everywhere.

“You bastard!”

Zieg drew his sword and stepped forward.

An assassin openly appearing and engaging in battle.

That meant they intended to eliminate everyone here.

“Snipers!”

“Yes! Captain!”

“Protect His Holiness from both sides! Fire immediately when I give the signal!”

“Yes!”

Arquebus.

In our terms, a ‘matchlock gun’.

The Templar Knights had positioned snipers with matchlock guns to protect the Pope.

This was why Zieg was confident against an ‘assassin who revealed themselves’.

“Kyaaak!”

Meanwhile, the Pope’s guards continued falling like autumn leaves in the wind.

Zieg was dumbfounded.

These were guys who were considered skilled with swords in Rome.

Among them, only the elite of the elite could guard the Pope’s side.

Yet what was this pathetic sight?

Dozens of guards were swept away by a single wave created by the assassin ahead.

“What are you doing! Surround the…!”

Zieg stopped mid-sentence and closed his mouth.

He wanted to tell them to surround the bastard, but it was impossible.

While the secret passage wasn’t narrow, it wasn’t spacious enough like the Great Hall to surround one person.

“That bastard… targeted this place from the beginning…!”

Whoever it was, they were as excellent at strategy as they were skilled.

This was strange.

The Templar Knights’ intelligence network was superior to even the Imperial Regular Army.

They knew everything about the Assassination Corps like the back of their hand.

Knowing they would launch a large-scale assault, hadn’t they even sent a Pursuit Team in response?

‘But….’

He had never heard of a skilled fighter of this caliber.

An assassin who could infiltrate St. Peter’s Cathedral alone and massacre dozens of the Pope’s guards in one strike.

Even if Giovanni, the renowned elder of the Assassination Corps, were rejuvenated to his twenties, this would be impossible.

“Ready!”

Zieg, growing impatient, raised his arm.

The snipers immediately lit their fuses.

The moment the assassin’s silhouette appeared in the dim lighting,

“Fire!”

Taang!

Tang!

The gun barrels of the matchlock guns spat fire.

“Did we hit?”

A black silhouette standing motionless in place.

Soon the assassin’s form collapsed to the ground.

“Got him! You bastard!”

Zieg clenched his fist tightly.

Positioning a sniper with a matchlock gun.

Those Assassin Brotherhood bastards couldn’t have anticipated this.

Zieg rushed over with joy.

But soon his body froze like a stone statue.

“This is…”

The fallen corpse wasn’t an assassin.

It was just a guard dressed similarly to himself.

At the exact moment the gun was fired, the assassin had used the guard’s body as a shield.

‘Then, where is he?’

Swoosh!

A chilling sound came from behind him.

When Zieg turned his head, he saw all the remaining guards collapsing in his field of vision.

Truly ghostly skill.

Zieg’s body trembled in shock as he shouted at the top of his lungs.

To evacuate the Pope immediately.

To fire the guns right now.

But for some reason, no voice came out.

“Kheuk!”

All that came from his throat was a cough filled with the scent of blood.

The Guard Captain’s dimming pupils looked down at his own torso.

Hot blood was already streaming down from his left chest.

‘I was… when did I…?’

An assassination so perfect he couldn’t even notice he’d been hit.

Perhaps this was the ultimate assassin.

In Zieg’s increasingly reddening vision, he could see the Pope’s retreating figure in the distance.

And the black silhouette charging toward the sniper.

* * *

There were those watching the exact opposite of Zieg’s perspective,

and they were none other than Gwanjong Cheonma’s viewers.

-This is absolutely amazing! I’ve never seen anything like this!

-What was that skill just now? Was there something like that among assassin skills?

-No. There’s nothing like that ㅇㅅㅇ There’s nothing activated in the skill window either.

-Then what? Just natural body movement? Gwanjong Cheonma moving on his own?

-That’s ridiculous lol what kind of solo auto-hunting is this?

-Is this really the game I know? I’ve played ‘Assassin Revenge’ for over three years, but everything I’m seeing is new.

└Don’t worry. I’ve played daily since the game launched and this is my first time seeing this too.

-Catch that fat Pope bastard!

Look at him running away saying he’s going to live alone ㅡㅡ

-He needs to catch him here for Triple S, right?

Hae-rang had the same thought.

The annoying thing was the bodyguards with matchlock guns.

Guns were something Hae-rang had never experienced even in his previous life.

Each of them lit their fuses and finished loading.

“Hup!”

Hae-rang stretched out his right hand with a battle cry.

Then a blue beam shot out from his wrist.

It was the blade of the Hidden Blade infused with sword qi.

He had launched the attached blade like a hidden weapon.

Spot!

The burning fuse went quiet as if nothing had happened.

From that great distance, he had accurately hit the matchlock gun’s fuse.

With this, one gun was neutralized.

If there was only one gun angle aimed at him, he could easily dodge it.

Bang!

Dirt flew up from where Hae-rang had been standing.

Having confirmed the gun barrel’s angle, Hae-rang had already moved to safety before the gun was fired.

In no time, Hae-rang’s body reached right in front of the sniper.

Thunk!

“Grrk…!”

Red foam flowed from the sniper’s mouth.

Before the man’s head could fall, Hae-rang grabbed it and turned his body.

Bang!

The sniper whose fuse had been cut turned pale.

He had reloaded and fired as quickly as possible, but Hae-rang had used the dead sniper as a shield.

“Damn it…!”

When the sniper hastily reloaded and fired his gun,

Hae-rang had already closed the distance.

Clang!

Hae-rang’s Hidden Blade split both the just-fired bullet and the gun itself in half.

Crack!

The fragments of the bullet, split left and right, scattered against the wall behind.

It was truly a split-second moment.

If he had been even slightly late, the bullet would have pierced through Hae-rang’s head.

Thud!

The sniper falls backward on his rear end.

At this moment, Hae-rang looked more terrifying than a ghost.

Hae-rang approached the sniper and handed him a long object.

“Take it.”

“…?”

The sniper took the object like someone possessed by a ghost.

It was the matchlock gun of the sniper who had died first.

“I don’t know how to use this gun. So you shoot that bastard’s leg.”

“That’s…!”

In the direction Hae-rang was pointing, Pope Rodrigo was limping away in escape.

“I won’t say much. If you don’t shoot right now, you die.”

“Y-yes.”

Bang!

Should one say he was worthy of being a sniper guarding right beside the Pope?

Though it should have been confusing, the sniper hit Rodrigo’s leg with excellent skill.

“Aaaahhh!”

Rodrigo collapsed flat on the ground.

Hae-rang gave a reward to the sniper who had shown excellent marksmanship.

Slash!

A reward of no longer having to commit sins.

The sniper’s empty eyes were buried in the ground.

-Wow! Using the sniper like this lololololol

-How does it feel to get shot by the sniper you hired!

-I! Don’t! Know! Guns!

-How does he think to give orders to the sniper in that situation? lolololololol

-You, become my ally! (only until I kill you)

-He just cut the bullet and gun together, right? Is this even possible?

-Both split in half and die!

-For real, it makes no sense. Hidden Blade is a good weapon, but how do you split a bullet?

-That blade. Is it vibranium?

-I knew Gwanjong had thick skin, but this time I was really surprised;;

-The gun is pointed right at them but they’re just charging straight ahead ㄷㄷㄷㄷ

“Ugh!”

Rodrigo struggles to get up and limps.

Veins bulged on his bald scalp.

He would want to escape this place somehow,

but the gap with Hae-rang only continued to narrow.

“W-wait!”

Perhaps thinking he could no longer run away.

Rodrigo leaned against the window and raised one hand.

“You bastard. What’s your name?”

“Elogio.”

After confirming the name, Rodrigo gritted his teeth and nodded.

“Elogio… I see… I’ve heard your name before. You’ve been interfering with our work since Florence.”

“You should speak properly. You bastards are the ones who ruined perfectly good families.”

A ‘click’ sound came from Hae-rang’s hand.

It meant a new blade had been loaded into the Hidden Blade.

Perhaps understanding that meaning, Rodrigo shouted urgently.

“Wait! What do you want? Money? Power? Or maybe honor? I can give you anything you want.”

“…No. What I want isn’t that kind of thing.”

“Lies. Where in this world is there a bastard who would refuse money and power!”

“Praise.”

“…What?”

“Sincere praise directed at me. You can’t give me that.”

“What kind of crazy talk is that…”

“That’s enough for last words. I’ll settle the grudge between our family and the Assassination Corps here.”

“Wait!”

As Hae-rang approached, Rodrigo hurriedly pulled something from his chest.

Hae-rang’s eyes gleamed strangely as he confirmed what the object was.

“You wouldn’t be ignorant of this. Your father had one too!”

“A Codex Page.”

“That’s right! If you gather three Codex Pages, you can find the location of the Sacred Vault. Don’t you want this too?”

“Certainly… it is something I need.”

“Hahaha.”

Rodrigo’s face transformed like a demon.

He resembled a devil making a deal for souls.

“The revenge for your family that you spoke of, and your greed for the Codex Page. See what your true heart desires now.”

Having finished speaking, Rodrigo threw the Codex Page out the window.

It was certainly a gamble worth trying.

If he left the Codex Page like this, there was no telling how far it would fly on the wind.

If the Codex Page came first, he would have to leap out the window instead of taking revenge.

Hae-rang didn’t hesitate.

Whoosh!

As Rodrigo was about to smile triumphantly watching Hae-rang launch his body toward the window.

Thud!

“…?”

Instead of going out the window, Hae-rang used the window frame as support to leap quickly.

His destination was Rodrigo’s chest.

More precisely, it was his heart.

Crack!

Hae-rang’s Hidden Blade split through Rodrigo’s heart.

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