Working Prophet.

Chapter 462 Backup Plan
Thinking he was going to die, Kieran also performed superbly this time, contributing one of the best performances ever.

Dedicated to singing.

At the end of the song, Kieran opened his eyes again, but saw that the group of robbers in front of him did not respond.

That didn't seem right, because the robber closest to him had already raised his mace and said impatiently, "Have you finished singing?"

"No, according to the usual practice, you still need to give me a reward after the performance," Kieran said, seeing the gangsters looking uneasy, and quickly changed his words, "Or you can also give me some feedback and feelings."

"So-so." said the robber with the mace.

"It's not as good as "Head! Head! Head!"." Another bandit holding a flail also echoed.

"Wow...it hurts a bit to say that." Kieran said with an embarrassed look.

"Don't take it to heart, you're going to die anyway, have you seen the hammer head in my hand, I just need to use it to lightly hit the back of your head, and your head will be smashed to pieces."

"Wait, wait!"

Seeing the robber approaching him again, Kieran sweated profusely, "You can't kill me."

"why?"

"Because I... am a believer in the Shuangxiu religion. I was ordered by the Prophet Merlin to write poems for Saturday, praising its great achievements. If you kill me, Saturday will fall on you."

Kieran said in a hurry, the robber holding the mace finally stopped when he heard the words, but soon he snorted again.

"So what, it's in the wilderness here, and no one will know if we kill you."

"Prophet Merlin can bring the dead back to life." Kieran reminded.

"Then after we kill you, we will destroy your body together."

Before Kieran could say anything, another bandit retorted, "It's useless, didn't you listen to those bards singing? There is only one head left, and that Merlin can bring people back to life."

"How could anyone be stupid enough to believe the bards, they are all liars."

"But so did the farmers, who all claimed to have seen the dead come back to life." Another bandit, armed with a bow and arrow, joined the discussion.

"This Merlin and his weekend coach are obviously a little real. Didn't we meet their team before, at least 2000 people followed him, are they all fools?"

"So you mean I'm the fool?" the robber with the mace yelled, displeased.

"I didn't say that." The robber with a bow and arrow shrugged.

"That's what you mean, Hawkeye, and I know you always thought you were the smartest of us."

"I don't deny that."

"Fuck you, you're just a pretentious little bastard, and I can smash your head in with a hammer."

"My arrow went through your throat before you came near me, Boulder."

Seeing that the bandits were fighting among themselves, the bard's eyes flashed with joy, and he also quietly moved towards the old horse that was grazing under the tree.

However, he had only taken a few steps before he was spotted.

"That bard of the Shuangxiu religion, are you going to run away?"

Kieran froze, and quickly explained, "No, I see you are busy, so I want to say a prayer first."

But when he interrupted, Hawkeye and Jushi stopped arguing, and looked at him one after another.

"I'll kill this kid first, and then I'll settle the score with you." Jushi said viciously.

"No, you can't kill him," Hawkeye objected, "not only can't we kill him, but we should protect him."

"What, did you see him?"

"You can't make money out of his corpse even if you kill him."

"But at least it makes me feel better."

"Or we can escort him to the Shuangxiu Church."

"Why are we doing this?"

"Do you still remember the caravan that old one-eyed asked us to rob?"

"What's the one called the Golden Fleece?" Jushi thought for a while.

"That's right, the most valuable thing in the batch they brought was something called the blood of the giant dragon, which came from the Shuangxiu religion. It is said that the nobles in the capital are crazy about it.

"As long as a small piece the size of half a fingernail can sell hundreds of gold lions."

Jushi's breath became short of breath, "Then you can exchange for a hundred golden lions with just a little bit?! Why didn't you say earlier, as long as we do this ticket, we won't have to worry about eating and drinking again."

"Don't even think about it, the Golden Fleece dispatched more than forty guards to escort these dragon's blood, all of them are masters, old one-eyed summoned hundreds of people, but they still beat the crap out of them."

Hawkeye paused, "But now, we may be able to obtain this legendary magic medicine without any effort."

"To rob the Shuangxiu Church?" Jushi's eyes lit up.

"There are at least three nobles and more than 100 guards there, and they are going to the king's capital to participate in the martial arts tournament." A robber with a dagger couldn't listen anymore, and said,

"You idiot Jushi, what Hawkeye means is that we should send this bard back to the Shuangxiu Cult, and Merlin will thank us with the blood of the dragon."

"I know what Hawkeye means. I just want to see if there is another possibility. We use that bard to infiltrate the team and tie Merlin directly. It's a big deal!"

"Don't do this!" Hawkeye warned, "We don't know much about that Merlin prophet, and we don't know what other tricks he has. Before the Shuangxiu Church, we killed a dragon with that female lord!"

"I'm just talking." Jushi muttered, "This is a backup plan. Once Merlin doesn't pay the bard a ransom, we will do it."

"Let's talk later."

…………

Kieran didn't expect that he would actually save his life by casually calling out his identity as a weekend teacher.

At this moment, he really wanted to praise Saturday from the bottom of his heart, but he had to face new troubles.

After meeting with Merlin, his false identity as the exclusive poet for this Saturday might be exposed. At that time, the gangsters would be furious, and they might still want to kill him.

And even if Jushi and the others don't do anything, Merlin will probably pursue him for pretending to be a Shuangxiu believer.

What should I do, what should I do to get this lie back?
Kieran, who temporarily saved his life, fell into deep thought again.

For three days in a row, he didn't think about eating or drinking, and his body also lost weight.

The robbers didn't think much about it, they just thought that he was depressed after being arrested, until the evening of the third day, they passed by a small village.

Hawkeye scouted around, but didn't see any guards nearby, so the robbers planned to go in to grab some food and drink, and find a few women to relax by the way.

Just when they dragged everyone out of the house and rushed them to the open space in the center of the village, the bard who had been looking sluggish on his horse suddenly regained his spirits.

(End of this chapter)