Farming in the Magical World

Petrov waved his hand, instantly deflecting the red-tasseled spear that was thrust at him. Just as he was about to attack Tim again, several more people came at him with red-tasseled spears.

He never took these guys with shields and spears seriously. He could chop several of them down with a single axe swing. He did indeed take advantage of a teammate's momentary lapse in pistol movement to chop the man down with his axe. If it weren't for the shield slightly blocking his movement, he felt he could have cut the man in two, instead of just leaving a large gash in his waist.

But when the spear thrusts became relentless, he began to struggle. After all, while his axe was powerful, it was not only difficult to wield but also not very agile.

Seeing that Tim had retreated a distance, Lanny, who was standing on the outside, felt that the time was right and quickly shouted, "Shieldbearer, come forward! Shieldbearer!"

As the shields drew closer, Petrov finally sensed something was wrong. Before the shields could get too close to his body, he leaped high into the air and slashed at one of the shields.

"He's about to run away, he's about to run away, surround him, surround him."

Petrov, who had intended to break through, found that although he had knocked down the shield bearer in front of him, the surrounding people were closing in even faster as Lanny jumped around and shouted, and his plan to break through had failed.

He glanced at Lenny, who was shouting and yelling beside him, and suddenly felt a surge of anger. His eyes turned red, and he charged at Lenny. He thought to himself, "Since this guy won't let me run, I'll kill you first."

Just as he was using his strength and physique to force the shield blocking his way back and get closer and closer to the pretty boy, he suddenly felt a pain in his thigh.

Tim discovered his intention and, in a moment of panic, disregarded the danger and plunged his sword into Tim's thigh.

In his hand was a hundred-times-forged, dark-patterned sword, incredibly sharp. This sword pierced directly through Petrov's thigh, causing Petrov to stumble and fall to the ground.

After that fall, Petrov never got up again. The surrounding teammates, as if in training, kept poking Petrov, who was lying on the ground. Poor Petrov, with his eyes wide open and his face full of resentment, didn't say a word before he breathed his last.

Seeing that the enemy on the ground had stopped moving, Tim stopped his team members who were getting carried away. He went over to check and found that the giant was already dead. So he waved his hand and told his squad to go and assist the first and second squads. He was worried that the enemy would attack with arrows.

Contrary to his expectations, the Grummans, who were blocked on the other side of the trench, were still hesitating whether to start shooting arrows. When they saw Petrov lying on the ground, they were terrified and shouted "Run!" and ran away as fast as they could, afraid that if they were too slow, they would be surrounded by these terrible guys.

One guy even pulled the person off the horse immediately, hurriedly mounted the horse himself, and rode off in a flash.

"We won?"

Watching the enemy run away, Gavin wiped the blood from his face and asked Black Tiger in disbelief.

"It seems so, right?" Black Tiger looked exhausted and said uncertainly.

"Victory! Victory!"

"Oh, they ran away! We won!"

"Long live Lord Lanny! We've won!"

As Gavin shouted excitedly, some of the team members around him also shouted excitedly, while many more collapsed to the ground.

"We've won! We can beat them even without knights! Haha, haha..." Black Tiger murmured in disbelief as he lay on the ground.

As the shouts of victory reached the backyard, the villagers hiding inside immediately erupted in even louder shouts, and the entire castle was engulfed in a tremendous wave of excitement after the victory.

"We've won! We've won!"

"The Grummans have been driven away! Long live Lord Lanny!"

"Long live..."

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Castle Hall

The battle had ended some time ago.

The tasks of surveying the battlefield and treating the wounded have been assigned, and the people tracking the Grummans have been sent out, giving Lanny and Tim a little free time.

The two men were sitting in the castle hall, with two prisoners kneeling before them, their hands tied behind their backs.

One of them had fallen into a trench and passed out. It wasn't until the battlefield was being assessed that they found he was still alive, so his teammates tied him up and brought him into the castle.

The other one was an unlucky fellow. When he was fleeing, his companions pulled him off his horse and threw him to the ground. In addition, he already had a leg injury. When the guards found him, he was still crawling away with difficulty on the ground.

"Tell me, what are your names, and where are you from?"

Lanny sat in the chair, looking at the two Grummans on the ground. One of them matched his impression: he was unusually tall, with messy hair, wearing animal skins, and had a rather strong odor.

The other one was quite different; he was noticeably thinner, even among the Andrews, he was considered rather thin. One of his legs bore a scar, clearly not from today, but from an old injury.

"Hmph, I have nothing to say now that you've captured me, but don't even think about making me, Sancherov, a traitor to the Blackrock Tribe." This guy named Sancherov was clearly a brute. While saying he wouldn't be a traitor, he still managed to get all the two questions that Lanny was concerned about outright.

Upon hearing Sancherov's words, Lanny was speechless. A burst of giggles even came from around them, as almost all the castle's servants had rushed over and were watching their master interrogate the prisoners.

"Haha, this savage is so stupid!"

"Yes, yes!"

"Nina, do you think he said it or not?"

"How would I know?" Nina rolled her eyes!

Even Melissa, who is rarely seen going out, stood in the corner with her back bent, pretending to be old, watching Lanny with great interest.

“My name is Nechika, and I come from the Blackrock Tribe!” The short man next to him was not so assertive. Upon hearing Lanny’s words, he immediately answered respectfully.

“Nechka, you… ..." Hearing him surrender so readily, Sancherov’s face turned red, and he glared angrily at the tribesmen beside him. If he weren’t bound by ropes, he probably would have stood up immediately and chopped Nechka in half with an axe.

Nechka shuddered in fright, then suddenly realized the situation and glared at him irritably. "What's wrong? It's one thing to bully me normally, but now that we're all prisoners, you still want to bully me?"

After saying that, he looked up at Lanny and said respectfully, "My lord, I know that the Andrews do not kill prisoners. If I tell you everything I know, will you spare me? I can become your slave to atone for my sins!"

Lanny nodded, neither agreeing nor disagreeing. "Then tell me. Tell me everything you know."

He never intended to kill the two prisoners. Although the battlefield was bloody, it was still a battlefield. He couldn't bring himself to order the killing of prisoners who were already under control.

"Thank you, sir! Thank you, sir!" Nechka hurriedly prostrated himself on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly, but with his hands bound, he could not move easily, and his forehead banged against the ground with loud thuds!

Only after kowtowing three times did he kneel on the ground and slowly begin to recount the situation of the Black Stone Tribe.

“We are from the Black Stone Tribe of the Grumman Mountains. My name is Nechka, and this guy next to me is Sancherov. The strong man you killed earlier was our leader, Petrov!” He then pointed to his companion who was glaring at him angrily.

“Actually, our tribe is quite far from your territory. We have never come down from the mountain to raid your territory before. Our Black Stone tribe values ​​peace.” Nechka’s voice was not loud, and he kept glancing at Lanny’s expression as he spoke.

"You don't seem very honest, kid. I can't believe everything you say." Lanny listened expressionlessly, offering no comment.

After the other person finished speaking, they suddenly asked, "Why did you come down the mountain again this time?"

To everyone's surprise, Nechka suddenly became indignant and shouted angrily, "Weren't we all fooled by that guy named Albert Joe?"

According to him, this Albert was clearly not a Grumman, nor was he very tall, but he was quite strong in combat.

After arriving at the tribe, this man somehow persuaded the tribal chief, Petrov, and Petrov quickly led all the men of the tribe out of the tribe, down the mountain, and into the territory of the Kingdom of Andrew.

During this time, the other side led them to run around several territories, but they didn't encounter many noble armies. Instead, they robbed the nobles of a lot of good things.

However, this guy didn't communicate much with the tribe members, nor did he go into battle. He was always whispering and giving advice around the chief.

He also had a strange habit: after every battle, he would always ask everyone to do their best to search for women between the ages of twenty-five and twenty-six and then hand them over to him.

“My lord, I suspect this guy might be a lunatic. He’s never interested in young girls and always seeks out older women, specifically those between twenty-five or twenty-six and forty years old.”

Lenny thought to himself, "Haven't you met some guys with even weirder tempers yet? Is this guy lacking maternal love, so he likes mature women?"

Suddenly, Nechka seemed to realize that the people who had been killed were also from the Kingdom of Andrew, and that he was facing Andrew nobles. He was terrified, his face changed drastically, and he prostrated himself on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly.

"Sir, he killed all those people! He killed them all! I never killed any Andrews! Sir, he's mentally ill, it has nothing to do with me!"

Lanny frowned, still somewhat uncomfortable with the sight of Nechika's forehead covered in blood. He impatiently stopped the man's actions, "Alright, alright, I didn't say you killed him, continue!"