Heaven’s Intention

Haha, look. He's not happy anymore!

Relying on the large number of people, these robbers didn't pay attention to a gentle young man like Romon who looked extremely thin.

They are all from the background of rogues and bastards, and they don't know the information about some professionals.

Even though Romon was wearing a druid robe at this time, in their eyes, they felt that it was just a noble style of clothing.

Of course, the true identities of these people are not just ordinary robbers. Judging from their vigorous physical fitness, they are definitely not comparable to ordinary people, but at this time they are wearing ordinary clothes, just a group of ordinary people. Just robbers.

Romon's face became gloomy. From their point of view, it looked like a little lamb preparing to show its might to a big tiger. They thought it was very funny seeing him.

Okay, it won't be good if other patrolling soldiers come over later, let him hand over the money quickly... No, just tie him up. I have been a soldier for so many years, and I haven't made any money. If this One ticket is really big, why don't you just take the money and leave, and return to the territory, don't you think? The leader said.

You're right. Instead of following others and serving as slaves to noble lords, it's better to go to a place where no one knows us, occupy a village, and enjoy ourselves. The robbers laughed and were about to do it.

Ah! Look quickly! At this moment, a robber finally noticed something was wrong. He pointed at the lamb in front of him, and suddenly let out a terrified cry.

What's your name... ah! The others said with a smile, but when their eyes fell on Romon again, the scene suddenly fell silent.

They saw the little lamb they thought was holding out a hand at this moment. On the slender hand, a ball of flame was burning blazingly.

Spell!

They thought he was just an aristocrat, but he could do magic tricks!

This knowledge immediately made their heads sweat. Even people who are ignorant and inexperienced will not be unaware of how terrifying people who can use spells are!

Damn. Why didn't anyone tell us that this guy can do magic!

Have we been tricked by someone? Let's run!

Yes! Let's withdraw quickly! Let those guys play tricks!

Romon's cold voice,

Then it sounded: You can't leave.

what--

Without allowing them to react at all, the flames in Romon's hands had already bombarded them.

This flame is not a three-level spell called fireball. Fireball is similar to a bomb, and it will startle the entire city. This is the palm of flame, a first-level spell.

This spell was really not wasted at all, and it fell directly on the person who spoke badly just now.

Immediately, this person kept rolling, and in the growing flames, he let out an inhuman scream.

Seeing this posture, the robber didn't have the courage to resist, so he turned around and ran away in fright.

To deal with the people below, Romon didn't use spells, but drew out his long sword and followed behind.

Up to 18 agility, as well as speed-up magic shoes, Romon's actions. Almost like the wind, with just a few strokes, several robbers running in front had already been killed in front of them.

The screams continued, and the life was harvested continuously. There were fewer and fewer robbers running in front. Finally, the last robber, at the same time as the light flashed, sprayed blood on the ground and fell to the ground.

Only then did Romon stand still, and looked at these people on the ground in disgust. With a wave of his hand, their bodies disappeared.

Except for some bloodstains still on the ground, basically, it was impossible to tell that there had been a bloody battle in this place.

The carriage is still parked by the side of the road. Romon walked over.

It seemed that they were a little afraid of Romon's tricks. The two horses pulling the cart actually took two steps back when he approached.

Don't move. Romon put his palms on their heads, comforting the two horses.

Under the comforting power of the druid, the emotions of the two horses gradually stabilized.

Romon then got into the carriage and gave an order to the two horses. Without the driver of the carriage, it moved forward very smoothly.

There were not many pedestrians on the road, and this unmanned situation did not attract too many people's attention.

Soon, the carriage stopped in front of the hotel where Romon was temporarily staying. Romon got off the carriage, handed the carriage over to the waiter, and then walked into the hotel.

This hotel has a front and back yard pattern, with the hotel in the front and the accommodation area in the back yard. Romon entered the gate and walked on the path.

Suddenly, he had a sense of danger, and he turned his head sharply.

There was nothing behind him, and there was no one there. Romon continued to turn and walk, and when he turned his head again, his movements were much faster.

A person, just like that, appeared in front of him.

This is an old man in pure black clothes, with black hair, which made Romon feel very kind.

However, the old man's eyes were black with red, as if he was a messenger who came out of hell, his sharp eyes seemed to penetrate his body and reach his heart.

Romon's gaze, and his gaze. In an instant, they collided together in the air.

Both of them were slightly taken aback.

The reason why Romon was stunned was that in the eyes close to God, a strange dark energy surrounded it, which really surprised him.

The other party was surprised, naturally, such a young person would possess such profound abilities.

I have something for you. The other party spoke first, his voice hoarse and harsh.

Romon stared at the other's face. There was a full three seconds of silence: Why should I listen to you?

Based on what you did just now, I saw everything. The other party said in the same cold response.

Really? So what, it's just some robbers! Romon said with a sneer without any reaction.

Obviously, what the other party was talking about was his murder.

This person, not simple, actually saw his murder scene.

If it's just about killing people, it's not a big deal, but...would it expose his space secrets?

Thinking of this, Romon suddenly had a killing intent.

Don't get excited, I'm here to talk to you about something you've always wanted to know. The other party didn't seem to care about Romon's reaction, but continued in a steady tone.

One thing I've always wanted to know? Romon stopped, having been ready to go.

Why, don't you invite me to sit in the room? The other party knew that at this time, Romon would not kill him suddenly, so he calmly brushed past Romon and entered the room first.

He knows what I'm looking for? Romon stared at him coldly. He didn't step forward until the old man entered the room, and followed him in.

Please sit down. Romon signaled the other party to sit down. The two sat down facing each other. Romon spoke first: Do you know what I'm looking for?

Naturally. The old man smiled, and a mysterious smile appeared on his thin face: We have a lot of information on you. Are you... an exile?

Exile? Hearing this, Romon's expression suddenly changed.

Although he didn't know what the word meant, but what the other party said had something to do with what happened to him.

That's right, you are an exile, right? You come from a place that is completely different from this world, don't you? The old man spoke one exile at a time.

Luo Meng remained calm on the face, but in his heart, he was already very shocked.

This person really knew what he was looking for, and it was very possible. It can also solve the problem that he has been wondering about for a long time.

From what the old man said just now, he vaguely heard that the other party was not alone, but probably a mysterious organization.

Tell me, do you have what I want? Romon asked directly, noncommittal.

That's right, we have what you want, and only we have it. Do one thing for us, and I can tell you all the information passed down from our ancestors. How about this Is the deal a good deal? The old man said with a smile, as if he had grasped the key point of Romon.

It's too early to say it's a good deal. I need to know first what you want me to do. Luo Meng said lightly: By the way, I have a lot of money, or Food is also available, you should investigate me, you should know that I have a huge amount of food!

Indeed, what happened to you in that village shocked us very much. Is this the means of the exiles? The old man stared at Romon sharply: However, we don't want money. Secondly, although we also need food, but now I don’t want your food either. I know that you have a lot of food, but this is not what we want...

After walking around the room twice, the old man finally stated his condition: If you want us to give you that document, you have to do something for us.

...The Earl of Huston was originally the Huston family, but now it is occupied by another force. What we want you to do is to help the Huston family and regain the position of the earl. As long as you If you can help, wait, we will tell you the information, how about it? This is not embarrassing you, right?

As if he was worried that the chips were not heavy enough, the old man added lightly: Also, the person who robbed you before, in fact, the mastermind was not killed by you, and he was the third son of the current earl who wanted to rob you. Saying that you are a rich man, you have evil thoughts... Now, if you kill his subordinates, he will not let it go.

Regardless of whether they were robbers or not, what you killed was a group of recorded soldiers. You should know the consequences. Even if you are a senior professional, this trouble is definitely not small.

Luo Meng was listening on the side, and he smiled when he heard this: The trouble is indeed not small, but to me, it is not too big. I don't care about the size of this matter... You are worrying too much.

Why, you don't plan to cooperate with us? The old man said gloomily when he heard this.

No, I will cooperate with you. Romon said lightly, with a smile of unknown meaning on his face. Because, I am very moved by the conditions you put forward. (!)