Violet and the Thorn Bird

When the fire was extinguished, the Forest of Magic was already half burned.Randolph picked up the palm-sized white gemstone from the dust, and the warm touch immediately healed his soreness from running for a long time.

"Did you see it?" Randolph shook the gemstone at Sig, "Sometimes violence is the best way to communicate, don't have mercy on these humanoids, it's worthless, because your mercy will die on them sooner or later fangs. They are beasts."

Sig looked at the charred bodies, snake tails thrown in layers.These originally beautiful creatures are now just lumps of charred flesh.The smell made Sig's stomach churn, he turned pale, and glanced at Randolph quickly, "Why are you doing this."

"For my love." Randolph rubbed the tree man's tears, "Arthur needs it. My knight declaration is to guard Arthur, my king, I am his eternal shield and sword, I should put the best Dedicate the things to him. You have a bad face, go and throw up, kid, I can't believe how the Jodont family has such a coward like you."

"Violence is never a sharp weapon." Seeger raised his hand to cover his mouth. "You didn't communicate with them at all, you were just plundering! This is not chivalry, it's robbers."

"Bandit," Randolph pushed him, leaning over to stare at him, "I'm Arthur's knight, not these lowly humanoid knights. Are you complaining about the snake people? There are them in every brothel in the kingdom ! They are slaves, and they deserve that fate."

"There are no slaves in the kingdom, no!" Sig flipped through the notes he was carrying with trembling hands, and pressed his fingers vigorously on a bright red page, "Since the day St. Foss became king, we have no slaves anymore! Human beings are wrong. If other races submit, is it necessary to make other races submit?"

Randolph slammed his head down, and pressed him to the mud like a carrot, "The weak eat the strong, this is survival. Your chest is like a nurse, look at the pile of burnt meat in front of you, if you really If you disagree, you should have stood up last night, not now!"

Seeger was short of breath, and mud was sticking to his cheeks and hair. He stood up, broke away from Randolph, grabbed the notebook that had fallen on the floor, and turned back to his horse.

"The little girl from the Jodont family." Randolph stood behind and sneered, "A coward who can't even fight back, you are not as good as your sister!"

Sig wiped the mud off his face and sat in the corner without saying a word.This year, he was six years younger than Randolph, and he was the only man in the Jodont family. He dreamed of becoming a member of the Paladins, a real knight like Shago.But life in the Paladins is not the justice he imagined, and it's hard for him to accept.

The forest is full of burnt snake people, Glenn's youngest daughter, the little guy has a delicate tail, and she is still an ignorant little girl.Sig watched as she was caged and would be brought back to St. Vers by Randolph, perhaps to be watched, perhaps turned into a pet of the rich and powerful.

that's terrible.

Sig looked away.

He can't beat Randolph, his family's downfall is not as prestigious as the Green family's, and he can't resist except anger.

Seeger spurned himself, but there was nothing he could do.He couldn't control his eyes, he looked at Glenn's little daughter, worried because of her beauty.

"Let the cowardly guy take care of the spoils, stay in the front, the safest place." Randolph turned on his horse, "Jodont girl, we robbers will protect you, don't be afraid, don't pee your pants."

Sig put away the notebook with a chuckle, and led his horse to the cage.Glenn's little daughter was lying in the wooden cage, her eyes... were as powerful as his father's, her long hair was smooth, her skin was snow-white, and her expression was a little dazed and frightened.

"Hey..." Sig greeted her softly, "...would you like some water?"

She didn't answer, but looked at Caesar's face, sad and timid.She turned and curled her tail before Sig could speak again.

Sig suddenly shrugged his shoulders and stopped talking.

The booty went first, and Randolph stayed in the forest with a small group of people. He found human footprints by the Magic Spring.

"Maybe it's an adventurer." The sword waiter said, "Now this is also a holy place for adventurers."

"You mean the mob?" Randolph snorted, "They can't get in here. Look at the footprints, Glenn hid a human here...or maybe it was left by Sean the Dragon Knight. I didn't meet him last night. , that's strange, he should show up."

"Then we should get out of here." The sword waiter touched the footprints again, "This is a new one. If it is a dragon knight, you should understand that without a heavy crossbow, we can't fight him head-on."

"That's thanks to his dragon." Randolph pushed the dead wood away with the toe of his boot. "Without that dragon, I would have killed Sean with an arrow. Unfortunately, he's not here. "

They turned around to leave, but the sword waiter suddenly stared behind the spring water, he walked over a few steps, squatted down and pushed aside the covered branches, revealing a person's back.Randolph crouched down, put the scabbard against the man's side, and turned his face away.

Is a very childish big boy.

"A human boy." Randolph examined him. "Black hair...not from St. Vers, not from Violet. Why is he here? Boots, wake him up."

Before the sword waiter could make a move, the eyes of the person next to the scabbard suddenly opened, startling Randolph.When he saw the color of his eyes clearly, he calmly calmed down.

These are green eyes.

"Brat." Randolph's scabbard remained on. "What are you doing here, peek-a-boo?"

The guy clutched his chest as if he hadn't breathed, panting heavily.He put his palms on his chest, as if checking whether he had a heartbeat, and then he looked at Randolph, and the two faced each other for a few seconds.

"My friend," he said, "you have an unfriendly look. Wouldn't it be nice to remove your scabbard? It's really rude."

Randolph didn't move. "If you don't tell the truth what you're doing here, my sword will take my scabbard."

"It's just a vacation." He rubbed his head. "My horns...no my feet are fine, what the hell is wrong with me. Listen friend, I'm just here for a vacation and to sleep. I Sleep so dead, maybe someone transported me here? Whatever, I woke up anyway. Hello friend, my name is Gal, Hunter Gall, the best hunter." He stood as he spoke Standing up, he didn't care about Randolph's warning. After getting up, he touched the only robe that covered his body, and looked at Randolph again, "You can't be a robber, right? Where's my clothes? Why is there only a rag? Yours The cloak is beautiful, but it doesn't look useful, how about lending it to me? I'll pay for it, Garl never defaults on anyone."

"Go away, shut your mouth, and don't come near me!" Randolph stepped back, away from his muddy hands.

Garr hummed and agreed, took some water to wash his hands, and looked around like sightseeing, "What are you doing here, are you having a bonfire party? It's all burned down here. Where did the snake people go? Although they are too stinky, But kind-hearted and hospitable.”

"Are you friends with the snake people?" Randolph frowned. "You're friends with the damned humanoids?"

"Humanoids." Gal's fingers were soaked in the cold spring water, and the loss of sharp nails made him feel a little strange. He said casually, "You call snake people humanoids? What do you call human beings, protoss? This The name doesn't sound like a compliment. I'm not friends with the Snake People."

"Booz, tie him up," Randolph said. "He's nowhere to be found. If he moves on the road, you'll kill him."

"Kill me." Garr repeated this sentence, "Kill me..." He was amused, "You really like to say this sentence, killing violates your moral code, but you commit it again and again. Human beings really Fantastic species. Oh, it's kind of strange for me to say that, I shouldn't use 'you', now that I'm human, I should use 'we'. Friends, we can get along well, send your kindness, to the little one who just woke up Poor little freedom."

However, his protest was like farting, and Randolph would not listen at all.Gal was chained to the sword waiter's carriage, and there was no extra cage for him, so he could only sit in the gap.

"Where are we going, my friend?" Gal was a little slow when he came into contact with the sunlight, but he quickly adapted to the brilliance, "How about some food? I'm so hungry, I'm so hungry, I'm going to commit crimes when I'm hungry, I mean it."

The sword waiter threw him a multi-grain bread, and Gal took a bite, which made his teeth ache, "Oh my God, what is this? This is what we eat? My teeth... well, well, my teeth are too big now." Vulnerable."

He kept talking nonsense all the way, and he could continue talking to himself, ignoring the painful expressions of the knights around him.Randolph couldn't bear it anymore on horseback, "Booz, gag him with horse manure!"

"I don't like eating horse dung, it's too ugly, and the color isn't pretty." Gal paused, "I thought we were friends, and friends wouldn't do that."

"Listen kid." Randolph turned his head and said condescendingly, "You are not my friend, you are only worthy of licking my shoes. If you don't shut up, I will cut off your tongue."

"Aha, what a pity," Gal said, "before you cut off my tongue, you gotta secure yours. Oh, I'm not being provocative, I'm serious, someone's coming, someone's being very unfriendly gone."

As soon as he finished speaking, horses suddenly galloped up at the end of the wilderness.The black cloaks pushed over heavily. Randolph only had a small group of people, and he hadn't caught up with the large group in front.

"It's the free mercenary group!" The sword waiter's eyes were as sharp as an eagle, "It's Borg! Borg is here!"

Randolph swore, "Run south! Whip the horse! Don't let the bastard touch my stuff!"

"Wow." Gal looked at the chasing mercenary group, "They are aggressive. Friends, have you ever slept with the woman of the other party's boss? I think they are murderous and want more than your tongue."

"Shut up!" Randolph galloped, "Shut up!"

"Who is he, Borg? Who is Borg?" Gal leaned on the top of the wooden cage, looked back, and said leisurely, "I've changed my mind, friend, go play by yourself, I want to part ways with you. This group People look murderous and I'm terrified and I'm leaving."

Before he could jump, Randolph said viciously, "Stock Borg! You just jump down, and he'll slit your throat, no mercy. Don't be a brat, nobody knows him, Xia Son of Go, Violet's shame!"

"Whose son do you think he is?" Gal turned his head.

"That's right, Xia Ge, Xia Ge who killed the Demon King!"