Who made me a red dragon

Chapter 140 Disguise
In the Enook Desert, a caravan was slowly moving forward on the gravel-filled land. The desert was extremely hot in the afternoon, and the heat wave came from the end of the desert. Under the scorching heat, everyone in the caravan There were beads of sweat on his face.

In front of the caravan, a middle-aged man in businessman's clothing raised his head and looked around every few minutes, looking at the yellow sand that hides countless dangers, his shrewd eyes are full of worry at the moment.

When the mercenary captain at the side saw his employer like this, he couldn't help saying.

"Master Brewer, there is no need for you to be so worried. Although the Bedai barbarians are tyrannical, we have already purchased a secret pass. Even if we encounter them on the way across the Ennook Desert, they will not attack us. On the contrary, they will attack us." Give us some guidance on the road.”

After listening, the middle-aged man named Brewer nodded first, as if agreeing with the captain, but then sighed.

"I know the rules of those barbarians, but after all, they are barbarians living in the desert. Their chaotic and brutal behavior really makes me unconfident. If these barbarians insist on embarrassing us, it will be really... alas."

"Master Brewer, don't worry, if the group of barbarians insist on making trouble with us, my brothers and I will give those guys some color. They issued the secret pass. Don't these guys still want to destroy their own? Are the rules set?"

"I hope so."

After saying the last thing, Brewer didn't want to discuss this matter any further. He touched his chest, where a slightly bulging piece of paper gave him a sense of security.

In the middle of the caravan, two guards were riding horses and talking leisurely to each other. A strong young man with dark skin and short hair said casually.

"Balit, do you think those barbarians will appear?"

The black-haired man on the side bowed his head in thought for a while, he said.

"Probably not, but it's okay even if it appears, right? I heard that Master Brewer has already purchased a pass, and those barbarians should not trouble us."

The dark-skinned youth nodded.

"Indeed, with Mr. Brewer's pass, we don't need to worry even if the group of barbarians comes. The last time I took this trade route, the group of barbarians appeared and surrounded the entire caravan. But after looking at the pass, , they didn’t make things difficult for us, they asked some questions and let us go.”

"That's really thrilling. From the bottom of my heart, I still don't believe that these robbers who only burn, kill and loot will behave like this."

The capable young man beside him quite agreed with his idea.

"I was the same as you before. I didn't believe in those brutal barbarians, but that experience changed my opinion a lot."

"If you think about it carefully, the barbarians also have to live. The resources in the Ennook Desert are too poor. If they continue to plunder the caravans, I believe most of the caravans will avoid Egypt even if they take a longer detour." In the Nook Desert, these bandits will only eat soil in the desert, and they will get nothing, and now at least they will live a little more nourished in this way."

"So the secret pass is still useful?"

"Should be very useful."

After saying this, the two of them laughed, and taking this opportunity, the dark-skinned man asked again.

"By the way, Barrett, where did you work before? Why did you suddenly think of coming here?"

Barrett did not immediately answer what his teammate said, but was silent for a while. Just when the man thought that the new player would not tell the story of his past, Barrett spoke.

"It's no different from now, working for other caravans, you know, adventurers like me can only do this kind of work."

"Really? Then why didn't you continue to follow the previous caravan?"

Barrett took a deep breath, as if he didn't want to recall this incident, but he still said it.

"That caravan was unlucky and encountered a red dragon on the way. I was scouting from a distance so I luckily escaped."

"Red Dragon?"

Hearing this word, a look of fear flashed across the dark-skinned man's face, and he obviously understood the horror of this evil creature.

Scratching his head, the man said slightly apologetically.

"I'm sorry, Bartlett, I shouldn't have"

"It's nothing, this is something you will always encounter in adventures."

The man happily patted Barrett on the shoulder.

"It's great that you can think like this. Life is indeed a matter of luck sometimes. What can you do when you meet a red dragon? Ordinary mages are no match for these guys. When you encounter them in an adventure, you can only admit defeat."

"But don't worry, there are no red dragons in the desert we are walking, and even blue dragons are hard to see. Most of the dangers are some barbarians and low-level beasts. As long as those barbarians don't appear, we can almost do it."

Before the man finished speaking, yellow sand suddenly blew up on the desert in the distance. At the same time, a dense and intense sound of horseshoes resounded in everyone's ears.

The man looked up and looked ahead, with a trace of panic in his eyes.

"It's the Bedaibedai barbarians!"

"Bedai barbarians?"

Barrett watched carefully the galloping robbers, his expression was extremely flat, and he couldn't see any panic.

The yellow sand in the distance hit quickly, and after a while, dozens of burly men on horseback came to the front of the caravan. With the leader's wave, the crowd immediately dispersed to both sides. Responding, these vicious robbers have wrapped the entire caravan in it,

Surrounding the caravan, the barbarian leader at the head didn't waste any more time. He rode forward and looked down at the merchants sitting in the carriage. He shouted loudly.

"The Enook Desert is our territory. If your caravan dares to pass through here, I think you are all ready. Hurry up and take out the pass. If you can't get it out, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Seeing this kind of battle, Breuer was extremely flustered, he quickly called a guard, and then handed him the paper in his arms.

The guard quickly ran to the front of the barbarian leader with the paper, and then handed the paper to the other party.

The barbarian leader took the paper and glanced at it. It was indeed the pass mark of their Bedai barbarians. He nodded and handed the pass to the accompanying mage, he said.

"Verify the authenticity."

"Yes!"

The mage responded, and then began to verify the pass in his hand.

Stretching out his palm, a faint magical energy began to flow into the pass. The mage carefully observed the changes in the pass. He waited silently, but after waiting for more than a minute, the expected situation still did not appear. The mage was stunned for a moment, and then immediately Said to the leader beside him.

"Captain, this pass is fake."

"fake!"

When the barbarian leader heard this, a ferocious expression immediately appeared on his face. He looked directly at the many merchants and guards in front of him and said fiercely.

"You businessmen really don't know how to live and die. You dare to forge your pass. Do you think we are pigs? If you dare to tease us, this is the end of teasing us!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the barbarian leader pulled out the scimitar from his waist, and with a flash of cold light, the guards who went to hand over the pass were decapitated on the spot.

A column of blood spurted out, and the barbarian leader raised the blood-stained scimitar in his hand, and he shouted loudly.

"Brothers, this caravan dares to forge a pass to fool us. No one dares to do this in the Ennook Desert! Kill them for me!"

With the leader's loud shout, the already ferocious barbarians could no longer control their desire to kill. They raised their sharp scimitars and rushed to the caravan ahead.

Countless barbarian warriors rushed over on horseback. Listening to the fierce sound of horse hooves, Brewer looked confused. He couldn't figure out why the pass he spent a lot of money to buy was fake. This pass was issued through a channel specially issued by the other party. How could it be fake if I bought it?

Thinking about all this in a daze, suddenly a spark flashed in the merchant's mind, and Brewer was shocked, and he suddenly understood everything.

Looking up at the barbarian leader ahead, his eyes were full of hatred and resentment.

"If you want to rob my goods, you still use such a cheap method, I will fight with you!"

Looking sternly at the mercenary captain aside, he said sharply.

"Captain Saul, it's up to you now. These barbarians are coveting my goods. I hope you can perform your duty of guard and clear them all!"

The mercenary captain pulled out the long sword at his waist, he looked forward with stern eyes, and said in a deep voice.

"Lord Brewer, I will fulfill my duties. Please also communicate with the mage in the caravan. If he is willing to give his full help, the pressure on our soldiers will definitely be reduced a lot."

"Okay, I'll go find him now."

After finishing speaking, Brewer hurriedly rode to the rear, and at this moment, the mercenary captain named Saul raised the sharp sword in his hand, and he shouted.

"All guards obey orders! Stay in formation and guard the caravan!"

Hearing the captain's order, all the guards clenched their weapons tightly. They looked forward anxiously. With the sound of horseshoes getting closer and closer, there was a loud cry, and a fierce battle broke out on the desolate desert. kicked off.

Ba Lite dodged the scimitar in front of him, slashed the long sword in his hand, and cut a big gash in the barbarian's rib in front of him. Blood and internal organs flowed out instantly, and his life ended accordingly.

Seeing the tragic scene of the other party, Barrett couldn't help turning his arms, he said to himself.

"I'm really not used to the long sword."

Before he finished speaking, another barbarian charged towards him on horseback, and Barit could easily see the grin on his face.

Turning sideways to the left, Balit dodged the opponent's scimitar, swung his long sword backwards, and a scream came from behind, and the barbarian warrior on horseback immediately fell off his horse, and was then overwhelmed by the chaotic crowd.

After shaking off the blood on the blade, Barit continued talking to himself.

"But with my current strength, I don't need to get used to it."

After speaking, he rode into the chaotic crowd ahead.

Cruel battles were staged everywhere in the desert, and huge fireballs fell from the sky from time to time. Soon, a loud shout came from the sky, and a terrible explosion sounded. Then, a figure fell from the sky, It is the mage of the caravan.

Seeing this scene, the barbarian bandits cheered and their morale reached the peak, while the guards guarding the caravan showed despair.

"We're fucked."

A thought like this floated up in everyone's minds. At this moment, it was unknown who was the first to flee. The rest of the guards were stunned for a moment, and then they all gave up the battle in front of them and fled desperately to the other end of the desert. go.

Balit was no exception, but compared to the others, there was a barbarian soldier chasing him desperately behind him.

The two chased and ran, and soon came to a remote place that no one could see. At this moment, Ba Lite stopped running. He turned his head to look at the barbarian soldiers behind him, and said with a relaxed face.

"Actually, I've been thinking about when is the right time to make a move, but you saved me this trouble."

The barbarian soldier didn't understand what the guard in front of him was talking about, so he said fiercely.

"Damn mercenary, what bullshit are you talking about? You killed my brother and wanted to get out of here just talking bullshit? What a dream! Come with him to Kelenvor!"

After finishing speaking, the barbarian soldier didn't want to waste any more saliva with the figure in front of him, so he raised the scimitar in his hand and rushed over.

Facing the whistling sharp blade, a trace of disdain flashed across Barit's face. He raised his arm, and in the astonished eyes of the barbarian soldiers, he grabbed the incoming blade. The sharp machete hit his palm unexpectedly. Not a trace of blood spilled out.

The barbarian soldier didn't understand what happened at all, but soon, he didn't have to think about why, because his mind had stopped thinking.

Blood spilled out, and the body of the barbarian soldier fell from the horse. Barit swung the blood off the long sword, then jumped onto the sand, and took off the opponent's clothes. He began to carefully observe the face of the barbarian soldier.

One minute later, Barrett nodded. He stroked his face, and a strange thing happened. His original face had disappeared, replaced by a new face, which was exactly the same as the corpse on the ground. face.

Putting on the other's tattered clothes, the young rogue said to himself
"Now we can finally get in."

　A chapter of nearly 4000 words
　　
　
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