Murderous Lyra

"Interesting!" 

However, while this was happening, Ian was instead observing the darts thrown in his direction. From his perception, he could clearly see that they were smeared with poison. Moreover, it was a rare airborne poison that was volatile.

After realizing this, it wasn't hard to discern their plan. They were essentially trying to distract the enemy with one method while hiding the true plan beneath another.

Ian could already see soldiers being poisoned inexplicably and caught off guard. Unlike these knights, who were accustomed to honest fights, the bandits had truly mastered the art of silently killing their enemies. 

No wonder they dared to consider blocking their path.

"Tch... no matter how powerful you were in the empire, here, you're all only at my mercy."

The bandit leader smiled in satisfaction at the perfect initiative in the battle while drawing a foot-long sword from his waist, his style completely that of a ruffian.