Sean read page after page of the leather book, and was so immersed in the ocean of knowledge that he had no idea that a thief whose face was covered in red gauze was eyeing him.
Brady was a professional Rogue. Between Outlaw, Subtlety, and Assassination, he specialized in Assassination, so he was also known as an Assassin.
Being a professional Assassin, although Brady belonged to the Defias Brotherhood, he was different from the older members. He did not use to be a “Stormwind City Stonemason”, nor did he have an assortment of skills. The only thing he knew was how to kill, which was the exact reason he had perfected his assassination abilities. His results were outstanding.
For example, three years ago, he killed a teetering gray-headed elder who had returned to Moonbrook after wandering for 18 years, only to realize that Moonbrook had already been taken over by the Defias Brotherhood and the Undead;
For example, a year ago, he killed a 5-year-old boy who lost his way in the woodland. The boy had even asked for candy, which was very foolish and cute of him;
For example, half a month ago, he killed a boar on a farm nestled in the south of Elwynn Forest. He ended up being chased by a 40-year-old fat woman on the farm, and was also pursued for half a month by a boar raised by that woman.
Yes. Brady had been pursued by the pig for half a month.
Would Heaven pity him? Even though he was a professional Assassin, he was thin and short, which made him look weak when compared to that detestable pig!
The Assassin had three good qualities – his face was covered, his body seemed weak, and he looked easy to defeat…
Each time Brady recalled the pig’s build, he felt that he had been living under a rock.
That said, Brady could not be blamed.
Have you ever seen a boar that was 1.5 meters tall, and weighed over 400 kilograms? Most importantly, the boar was not wild. She was domesticated, domesticated, domesticated…
On top of that, she even had an extremely adorable name – Princess!
On that dark and windy night, the hateful fat lady had yelled louder than a lioness in Stranglethorn Vale, “Princess! Gore him!”
With that, Brady was forced to escape.
The malicious domesticated boar that had a black mouth, tusks, yellow bristles, and was known as Princess, had since become Brady’s nightmare.
Brady had been fleeing for half a month, but he still could not get rid of that domesticated boar. Whenever he stayed in a place for more than half an hour, the boar would definitely pick up his smell, and immediately go after him.
Why on earth did that boar have such motivation? Could it be that the boar that Brady killed was her lover?
Upon thinking of the dead boar’s thin body, as well as the domesticated boar’s huge body, Brady could not help but observe a moment of silence for the dead boar.
He stood in silent tribute for three seconds.
That was because his eyes lit up after three seconds.
In the distance, Brady noticed two men on horses were heading in his direction down the main road.
He caught sight of a familiar middle-aged man on one of the horses, and based on his five years in his chosen career, he could tell from one glance that the man was a fellow in the same field. While the middle-aged man was not an Assassin, he was certainly another associate of Rogues – a Thief.
‘A companion!’
Brady cried with joy.
After half a month, he had finally found a companion!
‘Why is he traveling on horseback? Why am I being chased by a domesticated boar?
‘This is too unfair!’
Brady got so emotional that his tears wet his clothes.
He soon noticed a teen around the age of fifteen on the other horse. Although the teen had slightly sharp ears, and a rather weak physique, he was a teen around the age of fifteen.
‘Hold on. A teen around the age of fifteen, and a weak physique…
‘He’s reading a book, which means that he’s distracted…
‘Most importantly, he’s riding a white horse…
‘A white horse…
‘A white horse!’
Brady was shocked.
‘This is a heaven-sent chance!
‘If I steal the white horse, I can ride a galloping horse, and I’ll be able to enjoy a prosperous life… I’m sure that that nasty domesticated boar can’t run faster than a horse, can it?
‘It surely can’t!’
Brady was on cloud nine. He was blessed by god after all.
He held the dagger in his hand tightly.
Of course, an Assassin had to use a dagger.
The dagger was the most valuable item on Brady. He had spent all his savings to purchase it from a bad Thief whose face was covered…
Speaking of which, why were the bad Thief and the middle-aged Thief who was riding the white horse so alike?
Okay, back to the topic.
The dagger was extremely sharp, but Brady did not plan to use it because the most important and suitable skill for stealing a horse was not killing someone with one strike, but to kick, kick, kick…
Brady waited for the perfect timing, then leaped up to send a flying kick at the teen!
Sean was distracted.
He was immersed in the deep knowledge of the leather book and was completely distracted.
It was then that Brady hit the thin Sean with the most stunning kick that he had ever done in his life, which sent Sean flying away. Next, Brady sat atop the white horse, squeezing its belly with his legs as he shouted. The white horse galloped away.
Luckily, Brady had not chosen to kill Sean, or the transmigrator’s story would have come to an end, and so would this novel…
Besides that, Sean was fortunate to have 8 points of Endurance, so apart from his chest that hurt a little, and his clothes that were slightly dirty, he was not really injured.
After standing up to clean his clothes, Sean was enraged.
‘What a joke! I’m Sean, the High Commander of the Spatial Garrison, yet my white horse was stolen by a little thief? How can this be!’
A staff appeared in Sean’s hand when he reached out, and he began casting a Spell.
Arcane Missiles!
Perhaps because Sean’s Rage was already at 100 points, the Arcane Missiles guided by him were clearly twice the size of the previous ones.
Fist-sized Arcane Missiles zoomed toward Brady.
However, the white horse was too fast and Sean had reacted too slowly. By the time Sean had cast Arcane Missiles, the white horse had already galloped 30 meters away. Could the missiles catch up to it?
They could not!
A boar’s grunt was suddenly heard at that moment. It was deafening, like a thunderbolt out of the blue, a collapsing mountain, the detonation caused by the Wisps on Archimonde on Mount Hyjal, the big explosion of the Well of Eternity…
Boom!
A big and tall boar that settled on the main road glared and roared furiously at Brady and the white horse.
The white horse was so terrified by the domesticated boar that it halted. Sean swore that the horse had never been so obedient.
On the other hand, Brady, who was frightened to death, was close to falling off the horse. Fortunately, he grabbed the reins in time, and was hanging on the horse’s neck… He was still alive.
Brady was baffled.
‘It’s that domesticated boar again! Why is she still haunting me? She’s going too far, isn’t she? What is this hatred that drives her to pursue me for half a month? Grandaunt, please let me go!’
Brady hurried onto the horse’s back again, then nudged it to gallop away.
Even without his signal, the white horse knew that it had to run. In the short life that the white horse had lived so far, it was its first time meeting such a fearsome… Domesticated boar.