They all call me master

Amuir's position for Freeman has always been that of a 'temporary subordinate'.

With such a position, Amuir naturally has no trust in Freeman.

However, what this Tallinn-born lady did not expect was that Freeman, a 'blood descendant', could be so shameless.

"Bastard, 'Bloodborn'!"

The lady scolded angrily, but didn't bother to look back.

Because the person blocking the way has already appeared in front of her.

She could clearly see these people—

Not only were each of them wearing a cloak, but their exposed skin was also wrapped in bandages, but even so, it still couldn't hide the appearance of these people's rotten hands and feet.

"Leprosy!"

Amuir looked horrified, and as soon as he screamed, he instinctively covered his mouth and nose.

The next moment, he took out a potion and poured it into his mouth.

When the cool feeling overflowed in her chest, the lady from Tallinn breathed a sigh of relief, but endless doubts began to arise in her heart.

Where did all these lepers come from?

Unlike the 'black' which has disappeared, leprosy has always been present in South County.

Every few years you hear about an eruption somewhere.

In order to 'unify treatment', these leprosy patients were gathered into special villages and isolated from the inside and outside. Twenty years ago, in the former barony of Novia, leprosy was not properly treated, so that the entire The territory was smitten with leprosy and has never recovered.

However, in Nanlos, due to the governance of the Nanlos family, although lepers occasionally appear, they will never occur on such a large scale!

That is to say...

'Dead Poets Society'!

Almost instantly, Amuir thought of that organization that people hated and ghosts hated.

The moment the name of this organization appeared, this lady from Tallinn was completely awake. She ignored the groups of lepers in front of her. She knew that these guys were just a cover, and the real organizer behind the scenes must be hidden nearby.

The most likely possibility is naturally the dense forests on both sides of the tree-lined trail.

But just by herself...

The Tallinn-born woman was not confident in her fighting abilities.

And at this moment——

"I'm here to support you, Amuir!"

Freeman rushed back, talking nonsense seriously.

Behind the opponent, a group of lepers also rushed over.

"If there weren't more than 20 lepers chasing you, I would believe you."

The Tallinn-born lady sneered, but still threw a potion to Freeman.

Without any embarrassment, Freeman drank the potion as soon as he raised his neck.

Although they had only been together for two days, Freeman had a clear understanding of the woman's ability in front of him. Perhaps the frontal combat was average, but the ability to make potions was unique.

Therefore, when Freeman found out that he was fighting lepers, he immediately rushed back.

The ‘blood descendant’ is not a member of the ‘blood clan’.

Facing leprosy, one still feels fear.

"Into the forest!"

Amuir shouted lowly.

The roads in front and back were blocked, so there must be an ambush in the woods.

But it was able to delay time and give her a chance to use her trump card!

When she thought of the trump card that was about to be used, the lady's face immediately became uncertain.

But then, he became determined!

After all, using her trump card will get her into big trouble, but if she doesn't use it, she will die now!

If you are a human being, you know how to choose.

Freeman seemed to be unable to hear, and shouted deafeningly——

"Fight to the death and never retreat!"

His voice was like thunder, and his face was extremely serious.

The lepers who were attacked from both sides were stunned.

Then……

The 'blood' picked up Amuir, put it under his arm, turned around and rushed into the dense forest beside the tree-lined path.

Amuir covered his face.

The woman felt ashamed.

Even though I knew this was Freeman's strategy, it still felt embarrassing.

There is an idea that it is better to die than to be so embarrassed.

Of course, if he really died, Amuir would definitely be reluctant to part with it.

She took out potions one after another and threw them at the lepers who were chasing behind her.

Snapped! Snapped!

With the sound of shattering glass, the lepers fell down one after another.

But more lepers rushed out of the woods.

In just a few breaths, hundreds of people appeared densely behind Amuir and Freeman.

The only good thing is that these lepers did not move quickly and were blocked by the woods. Otherwise, the two of them would have been surrounded long ago.

But if it continues like this, it will be a matter of time before it is surrounded.

Because there are more and more lepers.

"Think of a solution quickly!"

Freeman was shouting this, but in his heart he was wondering if he could use Amuir as a bargaining chip to get the manipulator here to spare his life.

"Are you thinking about how to use me as a bargaining chip in exchange?"

Amuir seemed to have guessed what Freeman was thinking, and couldn't help but sneered.

"Impossible, we are friends fighting side by side!"

Freeman shook his head.

"Oh, Freeman, please use your rigid brain to think about why we encounter these guys!"

Amuir continued to sneer.

‘The guy behind them was hired by the Old Lion in Neiwan?

Because I revealed that deeply hidden secret. Is this to take revenge on me? "

With Amuir's guidance, Freeman thought almost instinctively.

And while Freeman was thinking, Amuir suddenly turned over.

Suddenly, the two of them switched sides.

Originally, it was Freeman who ran away with Amuir in his arms, but now it was Amuir who carried Freeman forward, but more importantly, a dagger appeared in Amuir's hand, and it was inserted into Freeman's body. on the butt——

puff!

"What are you doing?"

"I'll lend you your blood!"

Amuir said this and took out the dagger.

The next moment, blood spurted out.

The moment the blood comes into contact with the air, flames rise.

The blood-colored flames seemed to be following, all falling on the lepers. During this period, some lepers used trees to dodge, causing the flames to fall on the trunks, but these flames flowed through the trunks like water, and again It fell on those troublesome patients.

‘Potion! ’

When Freeman, who was being held, saw this scene, he immediately thought of the potions that Amuir had just thrown.

This 'blood' was just wondering why the potion thrown by Amuir was so weak.

It turns out it was for this time!

only……

"Why use my blood?!"

Freeman shouted.

"Because the best base material for 'Blood Fire' is the blood of the 'Bloodborn' or the 'Blood Clan' - after all, this secret technique is originally the secret technique of the 'Blood Clan'. Why would you, who was born in Tallinn, use it? "

A voice answered Freeman.

But Freeman preferred no one to answer him.

Because this sound, filled with dead silence and coldness, was too familiar to him—he had heard such a sound before when he was on Moon Street.

The 'blood' raised his head hard and looked in the direction of the sound.

Not far away, a pale color replaced the darkness of the dense forest.

A figure stood there, staring at Amuir expressionlessly.

When he saw the 'blood descendant' looking up, the member of the 'Dead Poets Society' nodded slightly.

"Okay, I'll kill you by the way, and then put the blame on the 'blood descendant' who made you - that scene must be very interesting, right?"

"Heh, do you think you can cause trouble for my 'father'?"

Freeman sneered, and twisted his waist repeatedly, signaling Amuir to point his butt at this bastard. He wanted him to soak up his big dick.

The woman from Tallinn did not act.

Because the arrangement of blood and fire takes time!

Obviously, this member of the ‘Dead Poets Society’ knew this and immediately said with disdain——

"'Father'?"

"What a sincere cry!"

"Now, I am going to break your limbs and torture you severely. Where is your 'father'?"

"Then, I will dig out your heart and chop off your head. Where is your 'father'?"

"He can't save you!"

Facing the assertions of the members of the ‘Dead Poets Society’, Freeman’s expression was stiff.

Of course this 'blood descendant' knew that what the other party said was true.

Can……

After finally gaining strength, he died so hastily. He was really unwilling to do so!

Thinking of this, the memory of the 'Blood Descendant' on 'Moon Street' that convinced him reappeared in Freeman's mind. Unable to control it, the 'Blood Descendant' shouted loudly -

"'Father' help me!"

The next moment, the wind suddenly rose!