[The third update, make up for the chapters that I owe yesterday]

The carriage quickly passed through the iron bridge. Feilun put down the thin sword in his hand and said, "It's not Qin Yin's Assassin, it probably belongs to the west."

To the west, it refers to the Tanggulas Empire. The Qin Yin and the Tanggulas people were hostile to each other and were unwilling to directly call each other's country's names.

"Don't worry, it's okay after crossing the bridge." Princess Rex didn't open her eyes and said calmly.

Juan and other mages felt a little relieved. They didn't notice that the assassin just now. If Feiren was not there, the assassin would almost kill anyone he wanted. Except for Princess Rex who had the power to fight, the rest of the mages were like meat on the chopping board.

The iron bridge is the most suitable ambush place to approach carriages. Once you get on the main road, it will be difficult to get close to carriages protected by heavy troops.

Salin was not worried about this at all. All the people lying around the carriage did not take action. The assassin was tempted. If there was really danger, the guy who teased him would have taken action long ago. Princess Rex had at least one Black Iron Sword Saint, and an assassin of unknown level. With Feiren, a newly advanced magician, it was really difficult to kill her.

This method is very ancient. First, a powerful assassin was sent. Someone from afar used an alchemy telescope or magic to observe the target, and then prepared for the next assassination. So the hidden people around Princess Rex did not move, and Feiren just stretched out his hand in the carriage and controlled the situation.

They are all experienced guys! Although Salin understands this principle, if he meets it for the first time, he may not be able to calm down. I am afraid that the first counterattack will reveal his true strength. After all, the assassin's sword just now is also very fatal. At the critical moment of life and death, who can be so calm?

Only those guys who are as cold as iron.

In contrast, she has practical experience and has high combat talent. Nelise doesn't care about the princess's life or death, so her three-person combination is not ashamed.

The eight life mages trained by Feiron will definitely mature a lot after baptism along the way. As long as he is not impulsive and does not have to stand out, you can tell from Juan's appearance that he really wants to show off in front of Princess Rex.

Salin will not waste time if there is no hope. He is now generally clear about Princess Rex's temper. If you please her, she will not look at you differently. If you follow the rules so well, she will not alienate you. Just do what you like. As long as you don't try to hurt her, Princess Rex will give you absolute fairness.

People who have no wishes have the purest heart. Since Salin never wants to please anyone, he makes Feilun like it very much.

The carriage got off the iron bridge, and the formation of the Kushui Army was reorganized, completely cutting off the possibility of assassins approaching. The mages in the carriage breathed a sigh of relief.

Princess Rex ordered camping, and the assassin's body was transported to Feiren's tent. Feiren took out a simple alchemy machine from the space equipment and set up a magic laboratory. The assassin's body was placed flat on the test bench and stripped of his clothes.

Feiren called the mages into the tent, pointed to the corpse on the test bench and said, "Actually, dead people can talk too. The next scene is bloody. If you don't want to see it, you can leave."

None of the mages left, Neris licked her lips and leaned forward, and was pulled back by Salin. If she was impulsive, she would pounce on her and bite her a few bites.

"Let's start with a simple start." Feiren said, an ice blade appeared at his fingertips, patiently peeling off all the skin and muscles on the assassin's hands, revealing the bones of his hand.

"A high-level assassin will not carry items that allow you to find out when assassinating. But their bodies cannot be changed. Look, the relatively thick finger bones on his right hand mean that he practiced sword energy a little late and practiced some crude martial arts before the bones were fixed."

As Faren said, he cut off a piece of finger bone with an ice blade and threw it into a glass beaker. Then Faren came to the head of the corpse, cut a scar from his chin, and cut up the back of his ears, and circled around the back of his head. Then he hooked the wound on the assassin's corpse with a metal hook, and pulled it down by Faren with his whole face.

vomit……

Immediately, a female mage couldn't help but vomited it out on the spot.

Feiren took a few hairs, put them in another beaker containing transparent liquid, and said, "There are few facial muscles on people, and the muscles under the skin will not be exercised frequently. We can see what his expression often looks. This person is very serious." Feiren joked, and the female mages' faces did not become more beautiful, but another female mage couldn't help but vomited.

"The most impossible thing to deceive is the bones." Feiren skillfully used the ice blade to peel off the assassin's facial muscles, revealing the skull inside.

"I am a long-term lurking assassin, who has been in Qin Yin. Look, this man's cheekbones have been smoothed and his nose has been cut off, which makes him look more like Qin Yin." Feiren said, taking the beaker containing his hair, shaking it, and the transparent liquid turned black. He picked out his hair with a bone needle, and his hair had turned golden.

“The hair is dyed too.”

"Sir, I..." The female mage who vomited first did not continue and ran out of the tent with her mouth covering her mouth to find something to enjoy.

"Generally speaking, the color of the eyeball is difficult to handle and will affect the assassin's vision, so I won't dig it out and check it."

Everyone in the tent breathed a sigh of relief, and Ferren said: "If you want to know who he is, it depends on your eating habits. Fortunately, you did not destroy his stomach."

After Faren finished speaking, he used the ice blade to cut open the assassin's belly to reveal the internal organs.

The smell in the tent immediately became even worse, but Feilun did not use cleaning techniques. His hand gently stirred, and used an ice blade to cut open the assassin's stomach and said, "Fortunately, there is no food that has been digested. This is green beans, this should be noodles, and cold melons. He is not a vegetarian, but he should have been fasting. Ordinary people often eat green beans, and the price of cold melons is a bit expensive, so this person usually has a certain status, at least not a civilian."

"Yeah, goo..."

Two more mages ran out. Except for Salin and the other two, even Juan looked ugly and forced himself to stand next to the experimental bench.

"The rib injury may be ten years ago, and the latest one is only one year. It is not his first time to act. If we are lucky, we can find some clues. But we don't have this time, we just need to know that he is indeed a person from the west."

Feren explained seriously, and Neris grabbed his hand tightly behind Salin, resisting the urge to go up and have a big meal. It took a long time since I saw such fresh meat, but I died soon after, and my blood did not gather completely.

In the dispersal of ice blades, Ferren put on gloves, took a small hammer, and knocked off one of the assassin's teeth.

"There is no fraud in the teeth and no poison is hidden, which means that this person is very confident that even if he is captured alive, we can't ask anything.

Faren put down his hammer, took a wire saw, and said, "Now we will see the man's thighs, look at his bone marrow, and then determine his age.

As soon as he finished speaking, even the male mage ran out. Salin and the other three were left in the tent. Feiren said regretfully: "If the corpse is complete, I can still do more artistic."

"Sir, did you want to be a necromancer before?" Salin couldn't help asking.

"Yes, but unfortunately my father refused. I don't have the money to buy the Necromancer flames. I have learned all the basic knowledge of the Necromancer, which is really interesting."

"This..." Salin pointed at the corpse on the test bench and thought depressedly, was it that Feiren let everyone suffer in order to satisfy his hobbies?

"After becoming a magician, you have predicted some dangers, but it is very vague. Collect more information, and when the danger comes, you can judge earlier what method to deal with. This person has lived in Qin Yin for at least ten years, and judged his actual age, status, eating habits, and whether he has faith, and then he can judge the next attack more accurately. For a magician, everything can be calculated."

"It's the same as Figaro formula?"

"Yes, Salin, you're smart." Feiren smiled satisfied.

When Salin heard the praise, he muttered in his heart, sure enough, only paranoid can become a magician. Although Faren's eyes were extremely calm, his heart was absolutely extremely hot.

Poor assassin, if it were a guy who believed in the Lord of Glory, his body was dismantled like this, he would probably not be able to go to heaven.

Although Salin was the only one who was left to admire him, Feilun still used a saw to see the assassin's thighs with a thrust. This time, he did not use the ice blade technique and blood flowed all over the floor.

"If you want to be cleaner, just use the water flow to cut the fourth level magic, and we can directly see the bone section. However, using the saw can clearly feel the strength of the person's bones and determine his true level. Do you want to try it?" Feiren stretched out his hand, wanting Salin to saw another leg.

"I still can't." Although Salin's expression was as normal, it was still a bit difficult for him to do this.

"Why do I want to try it?" Neris said quietly in Salin's ear, and Salin glared at her fiercely.

"In fact, humans who have practiced sword energy are not very different from monsters. This person is not a sword saint, and his bones are so hard, look." Feilun showed Sawtooth for Salin. The sawtooth of the wire saw was almost flattened, and the last few strokes were all completed by Feilun's magic.

"So you have to remember that if you encounter a sword saint, even if his sword energy is exhausted, your low-level magic will not be able to harm the sword saint's bones."

Although Salin read a lot, he really didn't know this. After hearing it, he became alert. After killing several sword masters, he thought magic was invincible. This idea was ridiculous. If it weren't for Sika and Neris, he would have died long ago.
Chapter completed!