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Swish!
A brilliant sword light flashed, and the gray-headed snake that was broken in two fell on the snow, blood gushed out slowly, and the pure white snow was dyed red.

A blond young man with a calm temperament and a handsome face slowly put away the cross sword.

"Master West's Silver Crow swordsmanship has improved again, I'm afraid it's not far from being an advanced formal knight?"

A tender and envious voice sounded from behind the silver-haired youth.

"Thanks to the third young master for the compliment, West still has a long way to go!"

The blond young man turned around, and gracefully retracted his sword to salute the man who made the sound.

His name is West, and he is an apprentice knight of the Bach family, and the owner of the tender voice is the third son of Baron Marshall Bach, the contemporary patriarch of the Bach family, and the third young master of the Bach family.

Baron Marshall Bach has three sons, the eldest master Ansen Bach, the second young master Karl Bach, and the third young master Schick Bach in front of him.

According to the tradition among nobles, the Bach family will organize a "winter hunt" every winter!
The so-called winter hunting is to enter the barbarian forest and hunt and kill the sub-human bastards hidden in it. Test and grow into an eagle that can soar into the sky.

In order to protect these young eagles from dying halfway, the family will send corresponding personnel to provide protection, and basically there will be formal knights in charge.

The Bach family is a baronial family that is not very powerful. There are only four official knights in the family. Except for Baron Marshall defending the castle, the other three official knights were sent out to protect a young master respectively.

He, West, is just one of many trainee knights, and he is not considered powerful.

Although the trainee knight has undergone rigorous training and is far superior to ordinary people in strength, he has not gathered the seed of a knight, stimulated the vitality of life, and controlled extraordinary power. In essence, he is just an ordinary person.

Only an official knight who has mastered extraordinary power is the mainstay of a family!

West glanced at the tall and straight figure at the front of the team respectfully, bowed his head slightly, and silently offered his respect.

"Yes, without Master Moluo, this trip to the forest would have been much more difficult!"

Schick Bach sighed.

Schick Bach is not very old, only about 14 years old, with an immature face, a few freckles dotted on his face, silver pupils and flowing silver hair are quite eye-catching.

This is the bloodline characteristic of the Bach family!
And the Molo in his mouth is the only official knight in the team--Molo Sade!

Hearing Shik's words, Molo just turned around and bowed slightly, without speaking.

He is an official knight, the mainstay of the Bach family, and he can look down on anyone except the order of the patriarch.

Even the three young masters are no exception, unless they become patriarchs or advanced formal knights one day.

Sigg's team has 12 people, including 1 official knight and 10 retinues.

Schick has just stepped into the threshold of apprentice knights, otherwise this year's winter hunting will be without him.

Retinue is status, and their strengths are all apprentice knights, each of them is much stronger than Sigg.

Each of these retinues was wearing a full-body plate armor, wrapped like an iron bucket, holding a cross sword, and they walked in a very tacit understanding.

Sigg was also wearing armor, but it was more precious chain mail, leather armor and steel armor on his chest, and the cross sword in his hand was obviously more sophisticated than those of the knights.

"The wind and snow are too heavy, rest in place!"

Facing the snowstorm that was so big that the eyes could not be opened, Captain Molo Sade finally ordered to rest and take shelter from the snowstorm.

Everyone found a place with dense trees, sat down in a defensive formation, took out the dried meat hidden in their chests, and silently replenished their consumption.

Sigg sat down next to Moluo and asked, "Your Excellency Moluo, where are we going?"

A formal knight with a detached status, even if Sigg has a noble status, he can be regarded as your lord.

Molo Sade is a middle-aged man in his 40s, with gray hair drooping on his head in a mess, his face is vicissitudes, rough and hard, and a deep scar runs from the corner of his eyebrows to the corner of his mouth, running through his entire face. It looked very hideous.

Mo Luo tightly held the cross sword in his hand, watched the surrounding environment vigilantly, and said in a light tone, "Steel Barbarians!"

"Steel barbarians? I know this, but this is a very valuable race!!"

When it comes to steel barbarians, Sigg is interested.

Why do nobles take great risks to enter the forest every year?
Is it really to exterminate those sub-human races?

How can it be?

The aristocrats are a group of guys who are even more unprofitable than the capitalists. They will continue to do things that are not profitable for decades?

In fact, the purpose of the nobles' winter hunting is more to "catch" it!
It is the most beneficial way to capture them and then sell them to the slave market, or keep them as slaves.

Of course, if you can't catch it, you can only kill it!
When the interests are large enough, the nobles don't mind serving as a "lowly" slave hunting team.

Anyway, the whole continent knows that the slaves are created by those evil slave hunting teams, so what does it have to do with their noble nobles?
"Steel barbarians are very valuable goods in the eyes of greedy slave traders. An adult steel barbarian male can be sold for 10 silver pesos, which is more valuable than most sub-races!"

Sigg looked excited. In the eyes of the steel barbarian, there was a lot of wealth.

"It's a pity that these barbarians are too stubborn. They would rather die than become slaves, otherwise the price will increase several times!"

Hick sighed regretfully.

Every year after the winter hunting, you can always see many steel barbarians in the slave market, but they always try their best to commit suicide and would rather die than become slaves.

So they can only use drugs to destroy their minds and make them become confused, but in this way, they have no other use except to do some simple coolies!
This makes their value greatly reduced, otherwise they will be used to form a fearless assault army, which will be unmatched on the battlefield!

Pity!
Just when Shik had a look of pity, Mo Luo suddenly stared, stood up abruptly, and shouted: "Who? Get out!! Be alert!!"