Mercenaries and Adventurers

The middle-aged businessman Percy Edwin raised his hands high, indicating that he was unarmed, and then walked towards the darkness ahead while being urged by the horse behind him.

The light from the magical luminescent pendant on the grassland horse's ears shone forward from behind him, gradually revealing the real voices of those whispered discussions hidden in the darkness.

First, there are all kinds of metal weapons that reflect the magic light, then there are close figures standing, and after that, there are cheap animal skin clothes that are exactly the same as those worn by the bandits. He squinted at the face of the farmer approaching.

Percy Edwin also narrowed his eyes, looking at these people.

The other party was also trying to size him up, but because of the light, these so-called 'knight servants' in messy clothes couldn't confirm the identity of the middle-aged businessman.

"Stop!"

The other party called.

The middle-aged businessman stopped quickly because the other party pointed the weapon in his hand at him.

"What's wrong? Tell me to come over and tell me to stop?"

But soon, a farmer wearing a **** leather armor on his chest squeezed out of the crowd, walking towards him with a long sword in his hand. Before Percy Edwin could say anything, the man threw him to the ground, and then they rushed forward, surrounding the middle-aged businessman and the tall prairie horse.

"Hold him! Hold him!"

"search!"

"No weapons. Huh?"

"This horse is indeed the knight's horse, I remember its appearance very clearly!"

"What about Mr. Knight?"

Dozens of people gathered around, pressing people, checking horses, checking horses, and it was very lively for a while.

The middle-aged businessman was tied by the wrist with a noose, carried behind his back, and was then dragged up.

"Why is the knight's horse in your hands? Tell me! What happened? What happened?"

After being pushed heavily, the middle-aged businessman quickly answered them, but the answer did not satisfy the young people around him.

"Really, I'm not lying. I didn't steal the horse. It was the young knight who asked me to come down and ask you to go up to help. The bandits above were all captured by him, but the kidnapped merchants with the same identity as me, didn't Can't help many knights. He can't go away, so let me come down with a token to find you."

"So, what about the token?"

The middle-aged businessman smirked, and nunu mouthed: "Here, it's in the mouth of this prairie horse. I fell off the horse just now, and it didn't let anyone else in its mouth."

Only then did everyone notice that there was something in the grassland horse's mouth.

It was a slender fiery red dagger that the young men had seen Kiel wield when he fought with Kiel on the south side of the clearing. The extremely powerful power brought a very powerful shock to these young people who did not have much knowledge.

"It's the magic dagger used by the knight!"

Someone yelled like that.

"Magic dagger?"

The middle-aged businessman Percy Edwin was surprised, and then annoyed. He didn't expect that a moment ago, the most valuable thing was in his hand. But who could have imagined this? After all, the young knight didn't explain to him that it was a magic dagger.

He just felt that a dagger inlaid with rubies was too coquettish and ostentatious. However, if you are a young person, it should be normal to like gorgeous gems, right?

After all, everyone loves gems, so he just doesn't have that wealth, otherwise he also likes gem decorations.

But who would have imagined that it turned out to be a magic weapon.

He has heard of the price between ordinary gems and gems with magic power.

So he was very upset.

This unexpected annoyed expression was immediately noticed by a young man in leather armor guarding him: "You don't know this magic dagger?"

Percy Edwin admitted this frankly: "The young knight didn't tell me, but only told me to take it as a token. After you see it, you will believe what I said."

The misunderstanding was resolved, and the young people immediately removed the rope from the middle-aged businessman's wrist.

"In this case, everyone is ready to set off and head to the bandit's lair!" A few young men in leather armor discussed it, and then issued an order. Sitting captured bandit, dragging for departure.

"By the way, when you came here, did you know the route?"

When asked this way, the middle-aged businessman rubbed his wrists and rolled his eyes: "You young people won't believe me, hehe, that prairie horse brought me down, and I don't even know the way."

In this way, the young people gathered around the grassland horses, pointing to the hillside and saying something to the horses.

The Blood Licking Grass is very clever, without the need for others to say more, just follow what the owner explained before, take the lead in small steps, walk in front of the team, walk towards it twice, and then walk again.

Everyone else followed behind.

The middle-aged businessman Percy Edwin looked behind him, hesitated for a moment, and immediately followed. He didn't have the confidence to walk to the Whitestone City Wall checkpoint alone, especially where he was. He didn't know how many bandits were wandering nearby.

"Wait for me!" He hurried to catch up.

"Come here, help this person."

A certain young man in the lead said something, and immediately other young men put their arms around the middle-aged businessman's arms that were emaciated due to imprisonment and hunger.

"Good guy, what did you do?" The young man who helped the people looked surprised. After all, no matter how bad the life of the refugees in the Baishi City Wall Checkpoint was, they could still make ends meet.

And this person was obviously taller than him, but his arms were particularly 'slender' in the dirty and moldy sleeves.

As soon as he said this, Percy Edwin had a stomach full of bitterness to pour out, and when the young man asked, he couldn't hold it anymore, and poured out all the days when he was robbed and taken away by bandits.

-

On Kiel's side, facing the threatening stench in front of him, he was finally defeated. Regardless of the resistance of the long sword hunting, he inserted the long sword into the scabbard, and then walked away.

As he walked, he explained the situation to his weapon.

"It's not that I'm not brave enough. How is it possible? I've never been afraid of a powerful monster, and you all know it. But the smell just now is really beyond the tolerance of normal humans. You don't have an organ like a nose, really. It’s a good thing to be thankful for, understand.”

The two weapons on the waist and the back vibrated, as if they were not satisfied with this explanation.

"Don't be dissatisfied, I am the master, I am a human being, and I have a nose. If you press a nose on you, you can't bear it. In addition, those disgusting intestines, rotten internal organs, etc., you really Want to get in touch with those things?"

The ax was still blunt, and it vibrated **** the hook on the back of the armor, but the longsword hunted back a little. As soon as Keel said this, there was no movement.

"That's right, you don't have to jump into the cesspit yourself to take revenge, you can use other methods. For example, for example."

Keir thought about it: "By the way, for example, you can use the thick iron ingots in the wooden box just now, take those things, stand on a high platform and smash them to death, no, smash those living corpses! How? Is this good enough?"

For such methods, the two arms are not indicated.

Kiel thought of a new method: "By the way, Heartfire! Use the magic flame of the magic dagger Heartfire to burn those disgusting living corpses! After all, corpses must be incinerated in the flames to be the destination they deserve! "

The long sword hunt did not express it, but Yueshui's head disagreed a little. It dangled from side to side on the hook, and the metal hook collided with the blue ax head, making a clanging sound.

It's like saying that it can also destroy those inhuman living corpses.

Regarding this, Kiel snorted: "But the magic dagger doesn't need to touch those disgusting corpses at close range, it can use the flame from a distance."

With a snap, the ax jumped from the hook on Kiel's back, and even actively spun in the air.

Kiel lifted the steel mask: "I can warn you, I will not use a weapon that is stained with the rotting mucus and viscera of a living corpse. Even if your ax is not stained with blood, it is the same."

Keir glanced at the wooden handle of the two-handed axe: "The handle is made of wood. It's okay to be stained with blood, but I don't think it will be able to wash off the foul-smelling putrefaction after sticking to it."

After finishing speaking, he deliberately slapped his nose with his palm, making a disgusted expression.

This time, Yueshui's head was no longer stubborn, he stopped in the air, and threw it into Kiel's hand.

Keir grabbed it, hung it on his back, and sighed.

At the same time, the monster heads on the ax all made expressions of relief. Even the monsters don't want their last shelter to be polluted by those living corpses tainted with the power of death.

Only the spider-type monster didn't care. When it was in the forest, it didn't care whether it swallowed a living thing or a rotting corpse. It swallows and digests whether it is a dead human body or an animal in the forest. Because the state of the corpse is no different to him, even a walking corpse covered in death and corruption is even better?

-

Kiel returned to the cave on the upper floor along the passage.

He looked around, then reinserted the candle into the candlestick, and placed it on the table in the middle of the cave.

Next to the brazier that provided lighting, he brought some moldy firewood, threw it into the brazier, and lit it with the flame of the candlestick candle. After the lighting was re-provided in the cave, Keel pulled out the various wooden cargo boxes he had seen before and placed them in a conspicuous place outside. Other things that were not considered useless were kicked hard to the cave wall.

"Okay, this trip saved a lot of people. These things are worth some money and can be used. It's not a waste of time to come here. I hope that the next two bandit lairs tonight can bring me Have some surprises."

Keel muttered to himself.

After finishing, he went outside.

Outside the crack-like cave, the flames burning on the three-story sentry tower have passed their peak and have begun to gradually decrease. The topmost structure of the sentry tower was burned out, and it collapsed with a bang, igniting a rough wooden house of bandits next to it.

The rescued people lazily gathered beside the iron pot. The food in the iron pot was gurgling and steaming. Anyone around who felt hungry took the initiative to put a bowl in a wooden bowl. He was gobbling before, but now he sipped the cloudy hot soup in the bowl.

However, although these captive people, mainly businessmen, have recovered a lot of style, it is clear that their sense of taste has not yet come online. The hot soup, which is still unpalatable, is still regarded as a "delicious delicacy" by these merchants who have suffered a lot.

After all, in the days before, let alone unpalatable food, they simply had nothing to eat.

Slow hunger is long torture.

The bandits were always feeding them whatever they wanted.

When I'm in a better mood, I feel a bit like a dead mouse or something. If you are in a bad mood, boil a pot of water and stew the water, simply sprinkle a small handful of wheat grains, then spit in a mouthful of thick phlegm, and the meal is ready.

The prisoners in the wooden cage had no choice at all, and those who felt dignified often died less than half a month after they came to the bandit cave.

The corpses were dragged away, and often a few days later, they could join new members amidst the whimpers and moans that were occasionally heard in the cave.

As soon as Keel came out, he saw this situation.

He shook his head, knowing that these people had been tortured miserably, and probably would not be of much use in a short time, so he did it himself, moving all the valuables on the ground near the burning wooden house to the center of the camp.

Keel also found several empty, battered vans in the gaps between the camp's huts and the rocky walls. But no horses, just wagons that creak when touched.

I knocked on the most important chassis and hub axles of the carriage, and found that it was barely usable.

So Killian dragged and lifted the empty truck weighing hundreds of kilograms to the center of the camp.

When he was in Wumi Lake Village half a year ago, he was still helpless with a huge wild boar carcass of the same weight. A wild boar weighing tens of kilograms was the maximum weight he could carry and move at that time.

But looking at it now, with the same weight, Keir can already lift it with just two hands.

"Phew, who would have thought, life changes. Hey!"

He got another empty van.

The sound of the landing when the truck was put down woke up all the rescued people who were drowsy and about to fall asleep, while the captured and surrendered bandits watched Kiel's performance with wide-eyed eyes.

The bandits have fully realized the specific difference between knights and ordinary people.

Strength is not at the same level at all.

Judging from their superficial understanding, the greater the strength, the greater the combat effectiveness. After all, you can hold heavier weapons, wear heavier armor, and fight more powerfully.

Although they don't have the skills to use conscious weapons at all, their understanding of strength and combat effectiveness is not wrong. A simple and superficial understanding is also an effective understanding.

"If I can survive, I will never fight against the knights again. They are simply not human!"

Among the bandits standing in a row, a guy whispered to his companions.

The person next to him nodded vigorously, feeling that his companion was right.

"Why does such a monster appear in this world? And it has the same body shape as everyone else, with a normal face? If it had scales on its body, or a few more arms, I would have run away as soon as I saw it. "

The person next to him rolled his eyes, thinking that his companion was talking nonsense.

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Just as Kiel was moving the truck, outside the gate of the camp, there were faint sounds of neighing horses and many people marching.

The rescued people huddled together in fear, but the four bandits who surrendered sat down on the ground, knowing that it was over. In fact, when Kiel entered the cave before, it wasn't that they hadn't thought about escaping, but Kiel tied their four legs together one by one. They fell several times just from the camp gate to the middle of the camp.

Without practice, it is impossible to escape before untying the rope.

But his hands were also tied, and he couldn't untie the rope.

They ran away step by step, and they were afraid that those who were rescued would run into the cave and inform the knight. At that time, it was not far to escape, and the chance of survival in exchange for surrender was probably gone.

That cruel knight monster probably could crush the heads of those fleeing them one by one with only the palm of their hands.

"It's my people! Don't panic!"

Keel yelled.

At the same time, a horse and three horses also rushed in through the gate of the camp.

The tallest prairie horse and the other two ordinary horses surrounded Kiel, fawning over Kiel's armor with the horse's head. The blood licking grass spit out its mouth, and the tongue sent a fiery red dagger in front of Kiel.

"Hey." Kiel smiled inexplicably, took the dagger, took out a red cloth towel that had been washed with clean water, wiped the dagger covered with spittle, and inserted it into the gorgeous dagger sheath on his right waist .

The blood licking grass licked Kiel's face vigorously, and the other two horses that Kiel brought back from Kendall beside him also licked Kiel's steel helmet with their tongues. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

"Okay, okay, how long has it been, you are so affectionate."

The horses had enough licking and smelling the familiar scent of their masters, and they honestly moved to the side of the empty truck. The blood licking grass held its head high and stood where it was.

Keel jumped to his feet and plucked the glowing magic pendant from Bloodlicker's ear, and reattached it to his metal belt.

As soon as he turned around, the young refugees he had brought on this trip were already standing at the gate of the camp, looking curiously at everything inside and outside the gate.

"What are you doing standing there stupidly? You're all here to work!"

Keir waved his hand, pointing to the various things he picked out on the surrounding ground, as well as the supplies that the Wild Snakes picked out first in the open space in the center of the camp.

"Who knows some carpentry work? It's okay to watch people do it in the village. These empty trucks need to be reinforced to strengthen the boards around them. Also, some of you come over."

As Kiel spoke, he picked out a few of them on purpose, let the young men in simple leather armor approach, talked to them in a low voice, and pointed to the direction of the cracked cave behind him.

The middle-aged businessman Percy Edwin wanted to come over to ask for credit, but Kiel pointed his finger at him, and this guy consciously backed away.

The horse that Percy-Edwin thought must be the knight had filed a complaint with its owner about his attempt to escape in the woods. As for how people communicate with horses, anyway, there are gods and magic in this world, so what's wrong with a young knight with a magic dagger and a magic treasure or ability that can talk to animals?

He may not have thought that when he sent people down to call for them, was it possible that Keir had anticipated this situation? So when his horse returned the magic dagger to him, he knew what had happened?