When I traveled through time and became a player, I just wanted to commit suicide

"You! Why did you throw him down!"

Jacob watched as Eivor was thrown rudely off the carriage, and an unquenchable rage suddenly surged in his chest.

Everything happened so fast that he didn't even have a chance to stop the other party's actions.

"Why?" The burly man glanced at Jacob and laughed coldly, "Because you are unlucky, because you are weak, and because I need this horse."

After saying that, he was too lazy to waste time talking to the boy. He directly pulled out the short axe from his waist and cut the traction rope connecting the horse to the carriage frame. Then he flexibly sat on the horse, grabbed the reins, increased the speed, and chased after the carriage in front.

Without the pull of the horses, the carriage continued to move forward for a distance due to inertia, and eventually lost balance due to a protruding rock and fell to the ground, with the luggage in the carriage scattered.

Jacob fell heavily to the ground, with abrasions on his waist and face. When his body reacted, he felt a burning pain.

Fortunately, the overturned vehicle did not crush him. Jacob supported himself on the ground with his hands and climbed up from the ground with gritted teeth.

"That...damn...bastard!"

He looked at the horses going away, clenched his fists tightly, and it seemed as if there was fire burning in his chest.

However, he knew that it was unlikely that he would be able to catch up with the other party now, so it was more important to quickly find Eivor who had been left behind.

After a brief moment of anger, Jacob's reason regained the upper hand.

He turned around, looked at the overturned vehicle, clenched his fists again, then gritted his teeth and limped towards the road behind.

A few hundred meters ahead, Tifa, who was sitting on the frame, heard the noise coming from far behind and couldn't help but look back.

Then she saw that the carriage that was supposed to be following at the end had disappeared, and she could only see an overturned carriage left behind.

A rugged-looking man was riding a familiar-looking horse, quickly chasing a carriage on the right side of the road. Two beautiful girls were driving the carriage in a hurry.

Svana behind seemed to have heard the noise and was slowing down, trying to stop.

"Eivor and his companions' horses were stolen. The man wanted to catch up with the carriage on the right..."

Tifa quickly analyzed what happened and frowned, with a cold look in her red eyes.

She gripped the reins tightly, controlling the ground dragon to slowly stop, then stood up. When the two girls drove past, her soft body jumped up flexibly and landed lightly on the other girls' car frame.

Under the frightened gazes of the two girls, Tifa took the reins and stopped the carriage.

"you you......"

The petite Avril looked at Tifa with a look of fear.

Judging from his skills, it is obvious that the other party is an extraordinary person.

They are both just ordinary people, and it is already very difficult for them to be chased by an extraordinary person.

Now another extraordinary person has come to control them. It seems that they will be caught after all...

Avril was very sad, tears kept flowing out of her eyes, and she looked extremely aggrieved.

What a pity, the two of them managed to escape with great difficulty...

In comparison, Love, who came from a noble family, seemed calmer.

She reluctantly turned her head, looked at the stunning red-eyed girl, and asked, "Sir... Extraordinary, why did you stop us?"

At this moment, a rough voice sounded from behind.

"Hey, hey! Thanks to this beautiful lady for your help, I finally caught up with you."

Hearing this voice, Love and Avril's faces suddenly changed, as if they had encountered some ferocious beast.

Tifa's face turned cold, she jumped off the frame, left a message "Don't run away secretly", and walked to the back of the carriage.

The burly man was riding a horse about ten steps away. When he saw Tifa coming towards him, a strange look flashed in his eyes.

This extremely young-looking girl was actually more beautiful than the two ownerless slaves he had been chasing for most of the day.

She has a gentle and sweet appearance and an excellent figure. Her long, beautiful black hair just reaches her waist and is tied up with a simple red ribbon at the end. A silver earring dangles slightly under her left earlobe, while the other is hidden by her side hair.

If the other person hadn't been looking at him with such cold eyes, this scene would have been extremely pleasing to the eyes.

The burly man coughed dryly and said, "My beautiful lady, I am a slave hunter. The two girls behind you are the ownerless slaves that I have been chasing for a long time. Thank you very much for helping me stop them. I have received a reward afterwards and I will share some of it with you as a reward."

Hearing the self-proclaimed "slave hunter", Tifa's eyes showed some disgust, and then she asked coldly: "What have you done to my companions?"

"Your companions?" The burly man was slightly stunned, glanced at the horse under him, and then remembered the two teenagers whose carriage he had robbed.

He twitched his lips slightly and said awkwardly, "I'm sorry, I was in urgent need of a horse at the time, and I didn't know they were your companions. How about this, if they get injured because of my rough actions, I will bear all the expenses for their treatment, and I am willing to pay a compensation. What do you think?"

Considering the looks of those two ownerless slaves, they could surely be sold for a large sum of money, and then we could just give some of the money to them to treat their injuries.

The rugged man thought indifferently.

Tifa's eyes turned cold, she clenched her fists, then jumped up without warning, spun in the air and kicked the burly man.

"boom!"

The man raised his arms to block it and suddenly felt his hands go numb. The young girl in front of him seemed to be a transcendent of the same level as him.

Then, before Tifa landed, she kicked out several times in succession, and a series of kicks kicked the burly man off his horse.

After falling off the horse, the burly man did not dare to be careless. After rolling on the ground for a few rounds, he quickly stood up, shook his numb hands, took out the two-handed axe from behind, and stared at Tifa.

"Ma'am, it was indeed my fault for hurting your companion, but I also expressed my apologies and was willing to compensate. I'm afraid it's not appropriate for you to attack me without saying a few words."

"I don't accept your apology, and... I'm very angry now." Tifa said coldly.

As soon as she finished speaking, she tapped the ground lightly, and her figure left a shadow as she ran towards the burly man.

In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of the other person, clenched his left hand tightly, and the black gloves instantly turned back to their original form under the blessing of strength.

A small flying dragon was put on Tifa's left hand, its majestic golden eyes slightly opened, its dragon wings with hooked claws spread out wantonly, and its ferocious roar resounded through the sky.

"Roar!"

"Magic tool!"

The burly man showed horror on his face. He held the axe in front of him with both hands to block the attack while quickly retreating backwards.

However, there was no way his speed could match Tifa's.

He was caught up after a moment, and had to watch helplessly as the flying dragon fist with flaming mouth came smashing towards him from bottom to top.

L Dragon Fist!

The blooming flames instantly engulfed the axe, and the heavy fist with all the strength of the body smashed into the axe, causing the burly man to lose balance and fall backwards.

The scorching flames passed into the burly man's hands, almost making him want to drop the hot axe.

But he didn't dare to throw it away, and finally gritted his teeth and held it.

The other party actually possessed magical tools. If he dropped his weapon, he would just have to wait for death.

"Wait a minute, ma'am, I think we can talk some more."

The burly man had no confidence in defeating an opponent of the same level who possessed magic tools, and could only beg for mercy in a sweat.

However, Tifa had no intention of stopping the fight. She jumped up and did a somersault kick.

His toes smashed down like sharp blades, without holding back.

"Oh!"

The axe was barely raised to block the blow.

The burly man with a numb arm looked grim.

Hard to imagine.

As a strength-type extraordinary being, he was actually suppressed in strength by a girl of the same level who seemed to be of agility-type.

Could it be that the magic tool gave her an amplification?

Seeing that the red-eyed girl was about to kick him again, the burly man didn't have time to think too much. He quickly rolled over to avoid her, put some distance between himself and quickly stood up.

Tifa caught up in an instant and kicked the burly man in the chin with a fierce side kick, showing no intention of giving him any chance to breathe.

Seeing this, the burly man's face flashed with a ruthless look, and he raised his axe and chopped at Tifa's long legs.

Tifa calmly retracted her strength, kicked the axe and used the force to step back.

Seeing that he had finally forced away the troublesome girl in front of him, the burly man breathed a sigh of relief, then hurriedly took out a bottle of bubbling red potion from his waist pocket. A hint of pain flashed across his eyes, and then he bit off the cork and drank it all in one gulp.

Seeing this scene, Tifa's eyes became serious, and she took a stance, ready for battle.

The flying dragon boxing gloves turned back into ordinary black gloves after she loosened her grip slightly.

She had intended to return this valuable magic tool to Lisern, but when she asked for it back, Lisern said, "You wear it for now just in case. I'll get it from you if I need it." He never mentioned the matter again.

After drinking the strange potion, the burly man threw the empty bottle away. His face turned red, veins bulged on his arms, and he opened his mouth slightly, exhaling a faint white mist, as if he had been blessed by some kind of power.

That bottle of potion was a berserk potion that he had spent a lot of money on. It could greatly increase his strength, speed, and reaction ability in a short period of time. It could also make him temporarily immune to pain, so that he could counterattack immediately even if hit hard by the enemy.

This is his trump card.

The tremendous power surged in his body, instantly giving the rugged man great confidence.

He held a two-handed axe, his back straight, and his body looked very tall.

The burly man looked down at Tifa, who was several dozen centimeters shorter than him, and said in a rough voice: "You forced me to do this. If you don't have other companions who can join the battle, then you'll just have to wait for death. Hehe, you'd better not be captured alive by me, otherwise your fate will be even worse..."

After saying that, he immediately raised his giant axe and charged towards Tifa like a chariot.

When she was about to hit Tifa, the red-eyed girl jumped up lightly on the spot and somersaulted behind the burly man.

The burly man who noticed this immediately turned around and slashed. If Tifa attacked him at this time, she would surely suffer a great loss.

However, the axe struck nothing.

Tifa stood two steps away, the axe blade narrowly passing over the tip of her delicate nose.

While her opponent's old strength was exhausted and new strength had not yet been generated, Tifa half-knelt down, clenched her left hand again, and the black gloves transformed back into flying dragon gloves.

She poked the flying dragon boxing gloves into the snow, her red eyes flashing slightly, and then she lifted up the snow with force.

"Roar!"

The small flying dragon seemed to have really come alive. It roared towards the sky and spewed out balls of hot molten lava from its mouth onto the ground.

Combat skills, please witness it!

This move was once used by Greg "The Limb Reattachment", who called himself the Golden King. After his death, his power was carved by the golden tree and turned into memories.

This move was engraved in the flying dragon gloves that were reproduced from memories, and anyone who is qualified to wear this pair of gloves can use it naturally.

"Golden level power!"

Seeing the red-eyed girl using a move of this level, the burly man did not dare to take it head-on, no matter how violent he was, and hurriedly retreated, but still accidentally stepped on a ball of magma.

His sturdy leather boots melted instantly, and the soles of his feet were burned directly, sticking to the melted soles, and becoming charred.

If it weren't for the berserk potion that greatly reduced his sensitivity to pain, he would have experienced inhuman pain by now.

Tifa jumped nimbly between the gaps in the lava. Perhaps because she was wearing the dragon gloves, the hot terrain didn't seem to have any effect on her.

She quickly came in front of the burly man, raised one foot, and kicked hard at the man's chest.

Then, she flew over the man's head in the air as gracefully as a butterfly, turned around, kicked the man in the back, and kicked him towards the land covered with lava.

The burly man had no time to react and was nearly knocked down by the combo. Fortunately, he managed to hold on thanks to the boost brought by the rage potion. He turned around and swung his axe, forcing Tifa back.

Looking at Tifa who had retreated a few steps away, the burly man panted slightly, and there was no longer the confidence in his eyes that he had just had after drinking the berserk potion.

He fought with Tifa so many times, but he never hit her once and was always beaten.

No matter how powerful he is or how threatening his attack is, it will be meaningless if he cannot hit the enemy.

Judging from the agility Tifa displayed, the probability of him hitting the opponent was extremely low, not to mention that the opponent could also use the gold-level power through the magic gloves.

All in all, my chances of winning are still very low.

Moreover, the berserk potion has a duration of only two minutes.

If he fails to take down Tifa within two minutes, he will fall into a brief state of exhaustion.

By then, death would be certain.

Thinking of this, the burly man twitched his mouth slightly, and then looked suddenly at the red-eyed girl.

The opponent is preparing to attack again.

"This stinky bitch..."

The burly man cursed inwardly, then looked at the carriage in the distance, and suddenly an idea came to his mind.

So, without waiting for Tifa to attack, he raised his axe and charged towards her with a ferocious look on his face.

Tifa's eyes moved, staring closely at the burly man's movements, ready to dodge at any time.

However, when the man was halfway through his run, he suddenly swung the axe in his hand and threw it at Tifa at a weird angle.

Tifa was slightly startled, and she slipped and dodged sideways.

The two axes continued to fly forward, with the sharp axe blades aimed at Svana's carriage parked on the road.

Seeing this, Tifa stepped forward without hesitation and chased after him, her figure as fast as an afterimage.

Finally, before the axe fell into the carriage, Tifa grabbed the handle and threw it to the ground with one hand.

On the carriage frame, Svana, who was watching the battle, looked at the scene in panic.

She wasn't strong enough to join the fight.

Fortunately, the axe did not cause any casualties.

Anger rose in Tifa's eyes. When she turned back to look for the burly man, she found that he had disappeared. Only the trampled snow beside the woods could reveal his whereabouts.

That guy actually ran away!

Tifa pursed her lips, looked at the footprints extending all the way, and then looked at the carriage overturned on the ground behind. Eivor and Jacob were nowhere to be found.

After a brief thought, she decisively decided to go and check on Eivor and Jacob first.

Tifa simply told Svana to take care of the children and keep an eye on the two maids who had caused the trouble, then quickly ran towards the collapsed carriage.

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I guess it's cholecystitis. I took anti-inflammatory and choleretic drugs for two days and I feel almost better.

I didn’t update yesterday, so I’ll add another chapter.

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Thanks to Yuanxing, Liujiefa of Evil Dragon Valley, Yunluo Kanri, Xia Xiao of Chunshen Lake, Guheihei, Baikongfengqi, Socrates' Paradox, An Miaoyi of Qianshan, What I Have Seen Never Leaves, Jiang Bei of Guyue River, and Nanxiangzhuofeng for their rewards!

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