Transmigration of the bastard lord

Miss Mary took off the monocle hanging from the bridge of her nose, rubbed her temples, and slowly left her seat and walked to the window.

In the hot June, even with the conversion device installed to filter the hot air, the house still looks a bit dull.Standing in front of the window, Mary stared at the dazzling sunlight for a while, until she was awakened by Sig's voice from the other side of the office.

Miss Mary turned her head. Inside the Ministry of Inspection, the Earl was sitting on the sofa, pointing to the Hydside map on the coffee table, and talking to Monica, Ryan, and Searle who were facing him.

Miss Mary sorted out the documents she had sorted out lightly, and placed the ones that the Earl needed on the surface; then she put on a weatherproof coat and quietly left the office.

There are few pedestrians on the street, and even the peddlers seem a little weak; the sun outside is hotter than it looks, and the whole body is sweat-stained after walking a few steps.Walking along Central Avenue for a while, passing through two residential areas and an unrenovated stone street, Miss Mary came to the tavern area.

The wind chime tavern with the best business is not open today, and a string of white flowers hangs on the half-covered door.Pushing the door open, the tables and chairs in the lobby of the tavern were cleared to the sides, and a wooden bed was placed in the middle. Uncle Xiao En lying on it was covered with a white sheet, and his face and hands were exposed outside the sheet. The eversion wound is shocking.

The two rows of ice cubes placed under the bed lowered the temperature of the entire room, but Miss Mary, who had just escaped from the sun, did not feel cool at all, but rather depressed.

Uncle Sean's son, Harold, the owner of the Wind Chimes Tavern, sat beside his father with his hands in his hands. He raised his head after hearing the sound, his eyes were bloodshot and his face was numb with a long smile. He was stunned for a while before realizing it. The person who came out squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying: "...Good day, Miss Mary."

Miss Mary nodded, walked to Uncle Sean's bed, bowed deeply to the old man, sighed and said, "Harold, you need to rest."

"...Thank you, I... want to stay with my father for a while longer." Harold choked up his voice, "Father has three sons, and I am the only one who survived. I depend on my father for everything, but I haven't had time to do something for him What..." At this point, Harold broke down in tears.If Uncle Xiao En hadn't become the first model worker, how could his son, He De, have the support of Xie Mier and Vivian to open such a tavern as a son of a serf?

Miss Mary sighed again, with a very uncomfortable expression on her face.She is a frequent visitor to the tavern, and she often sees Uncle Xiao En who is full of kindness; the miserable life of a serf did not make Uncle Xiao En complain, but he is optimistic about his fate and has a very positive attitude towards life.We must know that when Hein Farm first started reforming, many people were afraid of the so-called "witchcraft", and their working attitude was slow; under such circumstances, Uncle Xiao En was the first group of people to move closer to the castle...

"...We will avenge Uncle Sean, Harold." Miss Mary said word by word, with a firm tone, "We will."

In the basement of the city hall, on the long cold table, Mullen, who looks like an old farmer but is actually only in his early twenties, is lying quietly on it.His eyelids had been closed, but the muscles of his face were twisted stiffly, forever staying in the most painful scene; the wound on his throat was stitched up, but the hideous scar was still dazzling.

"So you're here." Fu Youguang went down the steps and pushed the door in. What he saw was Davis standing by the long table. "Sig is laying out the road map. Go back and assist Silna all the way."

Davis withdrew his gaze from Mullen's face, and slightly nodded at Fu Youguang: "Yes, sir."

"Let's put aside the grievances between you and Xie Er, it's not that he's taking your position, it's that I'm really not a spell caster." Fu Youguang said casually, and walked slowly in front of Ma Lun, Glancing at the grim-looking Maren, he couldn't bear to move his eyes away, "...I didn't expect him to encounter such a thing."

"I always remember that this kid is not forgiving... It stands to reason that such a person should live a long life. Remember, sir, he is one of the few people who don't give face to you, a demigod." Davis sighed, noble It never occurred to the caster that he, too, would grieve the death of a "mortal."

"...The world is impermanent." Fu Youguang said, paused, and then added, "This young man has a bit of a rebellious personality, but he is actually quite smart. He can understand the jerky things in the follower course twice... Alas, he actually died like this."

"The female workers in the silkworm farm were robbed, and one teacher was missing... If the Andrew Research Institute and the various farms hadn't been closely guarded, they would have been attacked." Davis shook his head, "Someone wants to copy the sea Desai's model, eh, my lord. With you demigod, there's little hope of swallowing Hydesy; but those guys—that's a good idea. Kill a farm superintendent for a load of flour, and do It's surprising that a fool of that sort of thing could replicate Hydesy's model."

"...Someone can really copy Hydesy's development model, and I'm very happy about it..." Fu Youguang had a look of sarcasm on his face, gritted his teeth fiercely, and showed cruelty in his eyes, "But This kind of bastard who ruined human life...can really put people first, lay a solid foundation, and develop agriculture?"

"If you really want to learn from Hydesy's development experience, then formally and frankly establish diplomatic relations with Hydesy and make a request; we have the same enemy, so naturally we will not be stingy with these low-tech experiences. But... These bastards have probably become accustomed to plundering in a brutal way, and have forgotten the ability to negotiate as an intelligent race." Fu Youguang took a step forward and put his hand on Mullen's throat.The pure power of faith surged out, and Mu Lun, who had been dead for more than two days, suddenly began to surge with lifeless muscles, and the hideous wound gradually closed.

Davis opened his eyes wide and looked at this scene dumbfounded; the power of faith is the highest level of pure energy, which can be converted into any existing energy form; but it is impossible for a corpse that has lost its soul to have vitality again. This, this is simply...

Fu Youguang withdrew his hand, and when he turned around, his face was full of determination: "Since the 'guest' who came to the door had an unruly heart and acted like a beast, there is no need to talk about humanity...Let's go, Davis, let the back If I caught it with only one hand, it was time for me to come to the door to 'repay the gift'."

The murderous Guang Frandi stepped out, and Davis froze for a moment before remembering to keep up.Feeling the evil spirit emanating from this always casual demigod, even Davis couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart—such a biting display of killing intent...Your Excellency Guang, you are indeed irritated.

"... Can you determine the origin of the enemy?"

In the Office of the Ministry of Supervision, Andrew, who came from Hein Farm, asked the Earl.

"Below the royal family, above the great nobles." Sig said succinctly, "It's either Oddington or Gimmerman. The royal family of Sodia would not be so kind to promote Hydesy, and those who can vaguely know the situation of Hydesy Only the tigers and wolves around us."

During the latent development period, Hydesy was very conservative in foreign trade. The two major associations, the major guilds, and the alchemy room had been fed by the castle, and it was impossible to cut off their own sources of income. Except for the neighboring territories, the origins of these people really did not think about it.

Andrew was puzzled: "Gimmelman just sent the princess over... Is that from Oddington?"

Sig rolled his eyes: "Which kingdom do you think is united?" There is a bad deal between the royal family and the great nobles.

"Okay... Then how do we find the mastermind behind the scenes, and we can still raise our troops to fight there?" As a high-level alchemist, Andrew didn't have to talk in circles when facing the earl, because Hydesy's troops were not strong in the first place.

Seeger smiled strangely, his eyes flashed: "Don't underestimate Ah Guang's anger, Andrew... With this incident, we should show our strength and deter the young people."

Seymour woke up crying.

Concealment, depression, pain, anger, and despair all stirred Seymour's nerves and made him wake up from the chaos.

As soon as he regained consciousness, the severe pain from the back of his head made Seymour gasp. After enduring the pain like a tide, Seymour opened his eyes drowsily, only to find that he was in a dark cave.

It seems to be the lair abandoned by some ferocious beast, with natural stalactites hanging on the roof of the cave, and there are many scratches left by sharp claws on the cave wall; the air is filled with a rotten stench, and the straw spread on the ground is crawling with bugs, There are also some large and small animal bones in the corner.

Reluctantly propped up to sit up, Seymour had just adjusted to the dim light when he found the source of the crying—three female workers in blue cloth overalls with white braided cuffs huddled together at one end of the cave, and two were crying. Younger women hugged their injured companions tightly, covered their mouths with their hands, and sobbed intermittently.

Seymour got up from the ground, and the two female workers looked over; the same blue overalls made the female workers feel closer to this strange young man, and a female worker stopped crying and bowed slightly to Seymour: "You Well, sir, thank Heavenly Father, you're all right..."

Seymour leaned his head slowly: "Hello... what happened?"

"We are workers of Wendy's Sericulture. Someone set fire to the silkworm house last night. When we got up to fight the fire, we were suddenly caught..." The female worker spoke softly, her eyes starting to turn red again, "Heavenly Father God, why did we encounter such a thing. Jenny, she, she..."

Simon, who was hit hard on the head, was throbbing in his nerves, which made his thinking a little confused. He held his head and moaned. Seymour endured the severe pain and said softly: "Don't cry, miss, we will be fine... you are Said, the sericulture company was set on fire, and you were taken away?"

"Yes, sir. What about you? You lay so still when we came, and we thought you—"

"I..." Seymour frowned, and the nerve pain on his forehead became even worse. "I'm from the agricultural teaching team. I was going to the countryside with Uncle Sean..."

"Uncle Sean... Ah! Ahh!" Seymour suddenly yelled frantically, holding his head tightly with both hands, and the scene before the coma reappeared in his mind, making the young man burst into tears instantly, "God Ah, Heavenly Father, there are two bastards who killed Uncle Sean——!”

"What are you arguing about? Do you want to die!" An impatient roar came from the entrance of the cave, and a big man with a beard poked his head out, glaring, and knocked hard on the stone wall of the cave entrance, "Be quiet, I'm impatient ?”

The two female workers shrank back in fright. Seymour, who had a splitting headache, stared at the big man in a daze, and suddenly remembered that he was one of the two who attacked and killed Uncle Xiao En. Pounce on the murderer: "You bastard, you killed—"

"Boom!" With a loud sound, the bearded man kicked up, but the ordinary Seymour was kicked in the center, and flew backwards, directly hitting the pile of animal bones.

"Yeah!" the female worker screamed uncontrollably, which was quickly overwhelmed by the roar of the bearded man: "Shut up, bitch, and tell me to tear you apart!"

"What are you doing?" Another thin man poked his head out of the cave, glanced at Seymour who was struggling among the bones, and scolded the bearded man, "Don't mess around, that guy has to be brought back for business .”

The ferocious big man became obedient in an instant, and he lowered his eyebrows to explain: "Understood, boss, I just let that kid calm down."

Seymour, whose internal organs were displaced by the kick, felt his stomach in pain, his body twitched for a while and then passed out.When he woke up again, there were only two female workers who were trapped with him, and the injured one was nowhere to be seen.

"Are you okay?" This time the two female workers were watching over him, seeing that he was awake, one of them immediately used a rolled up leaf to get him some water.

"Thank you..." Seymour sat up with the help of the female worker, and found that their location had been changed to a mountainous area, with dense trees and branches covering the sky, and the sound of gurgling water, and the grass on the surface was a little messy. Traces of being trampled by large animals.

"Where is this?" Seymour endured the discomfort in his body and the hunger in his stomach, and turned his neck to look around. After a few glances, he saw two demon-like men sitting and standing on a tree stump more than ten meters away. Talking to himself.

"Hush..." The female worker with her back to the two men raised her fingers, made a silence gesture, and said in a low voice, "Don't provoke them, sir, those are two devils...they took us to change They have gone to three places, it seems...someone is chasing them..."

The female worker's voice was as low as breathing, and she couldn't restrain her excitement. Tears of joy rolled down her pale, frightened face, with uncertainty, gratitude, and expectation: "...someone is saving us, sir, Someone is after them...to save us..."

Several People's Army soldiers in army green training uniforms shuttled through the jungle. They wore hats made of vine leaves to cover their hair, put on leggings and wore thick-soled anti-friction military boots, and carefully searched for traces in the grass.

"Squad leader, here..." A soldier scraped through the bushes to find half a footprint left in the mud, and hurriedly called out to their leader.

The person known as the squad leader was a calm-looking orc warrior, and his sharp teeth turned out looked a bit ferocious.He was born in the grassland orc tribe, with the blood of the plateau leopard, and has an outstanding sense of smell.The orc squad leader bent down on the footprints and twitched his nose, his eyes lit up: "This is the right direction. Let's continue to pursue, Cyril, you go back and inform the command."

The human soldier named Cyril nodded and turned away; the others, led by the orc squad leader, continued to rush towards the enemy's place.

In a dense forest somewhere, the thin man moved his ears and suddenly stood up and looked in a certain direction: "...Damn hound..."

The bearded man was taken aback for a moment, and cursed: "Fuck, those sons of bitches are catching up again? We didn't even have time to transfer the flour we managed to get!"

"Stop talking, go join 'them' first, we can't deal with these guys." The thin man walked towards the three prey with an angry expression on his face.

"Boss, the two women are too troublesome, just take one away. Anyway, what they need is someone who can serve those white bugs, and it doesn't matter how many they bring."

"can."

Soon after, a squad led by orc warriors scouted the area.The leopard orcs, who smelled blood from a distance, had a bad feeling. When they ran closer, they saw the female worker whose corpse was lying near the water source, and stomped their feet in hatred: "Fuck! These bastards!"

Looking at the body of the female worker brought back, Ren's eyes turned red, and Monica, who was assisting him, didn't know what to say.

"Ren, let's slow down and catch up - not to let them go, but to find their base. The cargo of the looted convoy has never appeared, and they must have a stronghold somewhere." With a learning attitude Monica had no choice but to make a suggestion, "We only found this one clue, and the hope of finding the other party's headquarters is still on them."

What Monica didn't say was: These two guys still have two lives in their hands, and if they are forced too hard, maybe none of them can be rescued.Everyone in Headside attaches great importance to these workers. Now, Monica can be regarded as doing as the Romans do.

Ren endured and endured, gritted his teeth and made a decision: "Okay!"

The sun rose again after sunset, and the thin man and the bearded man who finally got rid of their tails approached a valley somewhere in the Luoka Mountains with two fat sheep that they had acquired through hard work.

Thick mist and perennial miasma cover this valley, and it is difficult to find such a hidden stronghold even if you fly over from directly above.Passing through the canyon that is so narrow that only two people can pass side by side, several tent camps are sparsely arranged, with an open space for trading in the middle, and a black market trading stronghold that bypasses a stream on the outside appears in front of you.

At least half of the tent camp area was empty, and there were only three or four small gangs left in the valley. There were only two stalls in the open space for trading, selling a small amount of alchemy potions, weapons and armor, and materials for monsters and monsters.

Ignoring the gazes of those guys in the trading area, the two bandits took Seymour and the surviving female worker straight to the largest tent.Seymour and the female worker with their hands and feet bound were thrown on the ground as if they were goods, and the bandit brother raised his chin at the fat man sitting in the tent: "The person you want is here, Barov." He kicked him with his toes. One kick at Seymour, "the one who teaches mud-legged soil." Another kick at the sluggish, distraught working girl, "the woman who raises white worms."

A fat man named Barov came over to inspect the "goods", nodded first, then tilted his head, looking at the robber brothers with a half-smile, "...these two people are going to be sold to a certain old man who sent Very useful, Brother George. If you grab two countrymen at random, I can't blame the old man for making trouble for you."

Brother George sneered: "In order to catch these two fat sheep, our brother was chased by Frandy's family for a day and a night. You say they are just ordinary mud legs?"

"Don't say that, buddy, we must be honest when doing business. Since you have got the person appointed by the master, of course we will readily pay the full amount of gold coins." Barov stood up, shaking the fat on his cheeks. Putting on a 'friendly' smile, he changed hands and took out a bag of gold coins, but he was not in a hurry to deliver them, "There are a lot of good things in Hyderside that are favored by those gentlemen, besides these two, what other things are there? yes?"

The George brothers looked at each other, and the thin man carefully took out a delicate badge: "We accidentally bumped into an unknown big man, and killed his guards in the middle of the bloody battle. We found this on him, before this badge I have never seen it before, and there is a strange smell in it..."

Mullen, who looks like an old farmer, is described as a big shot, which is just a price-raising play for the stolen goods.Speaking of this "business", the skinny man couldn't help but feel sorry for the cartload of fine flour that he didn't bring back. It was white flour that only noble families could afford.

There are follower badges and model worker badges on Maren, among which the most precious model worker badges are each made by the alchemist Andrew, and Fu Youguang has fused a little power of faith into them; this badge has a certain clarity. The calming effect can be regarded as an advanced alchemy product that combines the power of faith.Brother George took two shots and killed two model workers. Among them, Mullen carried the badge with him, which made the two bastards cheaper.

Barov, an obese man who is doing shady business, also has a certain amount of knowledge. He felt the trace of pure faith when he got the badge, and his face changed slightly: "Alchemy product? Is this... a sacred alchemy product?"

Brother George was a little proud. Who would have thought that the two dirty mud-legged old men would have such a thing on their bodies. If it wasn't for the time constraints, they would all want to make a few more shots at Hydesey.

Barov looked at the Model Worker badge over and over again, and a rare expression of satisfaction appeared on his obese face: "Yes, this thing can be sold for the price of a magic jewelry. I'll offer ten gold coins for this badge, how about it?"

Brother George was quite surprised that ten gold coins could buy a good piece of armor.

"Ten gold coins for the badge, and thirty gold coins for each of these two. Come on, take it, now you can count on a small fortune, aha." Barov counted out the gold coins, and put them in stacks of ten in Brother George's hands .Brother George, who got the money, was stunned for a moment, and before he had time to be happy, his face was full of pain. Thirty gold coins for this kind of dirt-losing woman, which is already the price of the most senior female slave!If I had known earlier, I would rather take trouble than kill the other two, the loss is too great!

Seymour has been sitting on the ground in a daze. He has only eaten a little food in the past few days when he was taken away, and he has no strength to struggle.Looking blankly at being sold by himself, with money and goods cleared, he couldn't give any response at all.Mullen's Model Worker Medal was turned over in the fat man's hand, which inadvertently attracted Seymour's attention; Model Worker is the most honorable thing, and it is also the pursuit of grassroots employees like them.Uncle Xiao En regards his badge as a treasure, and keeps it carefully at home. Even he has only seen it twice; the front of this badge is engraved with the pattern of sickle and hammer, and the annual calendar when the title was obtained, and the back is the end Properly engraved with the owner's name.

Seymour stared blankly at the badge engraved with Mullen's name being held and played by the fat man, and suddenly laughed loudly, laughed a few words and then cried bitterly, looking crazy.

"Is he crazy?" Barov frowned, and looked at Brother George suspiciously; the thin man was worried about being 'returned', so he raised his foot and kicked Seymour, "Shut up! Are you looking for death?!"

Seymour was kicked and fell to the ground, still crying and laughing with his face twisted, hissed and growling: "You want me to help some master with work and to help him cultivate, don't you? Don't dream, I Will never serve anyone but Hydesy, never!"

Barov, who thought he was crazy, heaved a sigh of relief, and said with a sinister smile: "It's up to you at that time... Ignorant boy, the master's methods are as far as you can imagine?"

Seymour, whose face was covered with tears and snot, also sneered, and wailed hoarsely and desperately: "You are the ones who are ignorant! You scum! You actually killed Mr. Mullen for ten gold coins, and for this Ridiculous reasons to kill Mr. Mullen...Mr. Mullen is the director of Peggy's Farm. It took only half a year to triple the output of Peggy's Farm and feed more than 6000 people-you actually killed him for ten gold coins He, ha, ha ha..." Laughing wildly for a while, Seymour, who was filled with grief, began to cry again, "Mr. Mullen, Uncle Sean...they are all talents with extraordinary talents, and even the Earl and Master Guangda value them very much... ..."

Barov looked shocked, turned over the badge and stared at the word Mullen on the back, looked again and again, glared at Brother George, and said eagerly: "Where is this Mullen? I'm willing to pay a hundred... no , five hundred gold coins!"

"Uh...!!" Brother George was also shocked, and even his hands were trembling uncontrollably; who knew that muddy leg would be so capable and so valuable!Otherwise, how could they be willing to slaughter such a hen that lays golden eggs at will? !

"Fart, that guy is a dirty mud leg, sir?" The bearded man shouted bravely, and kicked Seymour, who was lying on the ground, out of the way. In the end, the female worker kicked without saying a word.

"Stop it, they are mine now!" Barov said angrily.

Seymour, who was out of breath, coughed for a while, barely sat up with his arms propped up, mockingly smiled contemptuously at the three people who did not treat him as an adult, and spit out a mouthful of blood: "We are not anyone's things... we Your lord has said long ago that we belong only to ourselves. Don’t think that you can still live after doing such a thing—Master Guang will not let you go, Lord Earl will not let you go, just wait Get your head chopped off!"

Surprise appeared on Barov's face. Does this kid really want to die?Brother George was originally a desperado, and he was deliberately provoked by Seymour, regardless of his value of thirty gold coins; the bearded man looked ruthless, and strode towards this lifeless mud leg——

Seymour had a sarcastic sneer on his face. He was born as a low-level servant in the castle, and was one of the servants who followed the ladies into the Hein Farm; at first he had no ambitions, and he honestly served the earl and the ladies and did some service. It was a man's job; and when Castle made a big campaign to encourage people to work, he joined the farming company as a whole.

It hasn't been a long time to become a teacher, but even if he has only been a teacher for less than half a year, Seymour, who was born as a low-level servant, enjoys the respect and respect he has never had before; this is enough—really already Enough is enough, he has had a good two years at Hyderside, and he will not, and will not, serve again those who look at him with the indifferent eyes of "valuing things"—

Seymour closed her eyes and waited calmly to die. The female worker in a state of trance changed her face in horror and looked desperately at the big man who was walking towards Seymour fiercely; the thin man also had a cruel face, but his thoughtful eyes seemed to be Considering whether to stop his subordinates; Barov rolled his eyes, perhaps considering whether to let the brothers make another move and bring back a farm director——

Sudden mutation.

The space beside Seymour was blurred for a while, like the surface of water being stirred; between the twists and turns of light and shadow, a silver light cut through the space, drawing a beautiful arc in front of the bearded man.

The expression of the bearded man froze at a ferocious moment, his head separated from his body; the flying head still stayed in the air, and his leaning forward body was firmly supported by a gloved hand.

"Ah... ah!!" The exclaimed woman worker blurted out halfway into surprise, and desperately stood up and sat up, looking at the familiar figure that suddenly appeared in the tent.This person is not well-known, but everyone in the castle system is quite familiar with him; he always follows the Earl silently, without saying a word; but occasionally, when someone dares to talk to him, he always responds gently .

The imaginary pain did not appear, Seymour opened his eyes suspiciously, only the body of the terrifying big man who brought him nightmares remained, with blood bubbles on the headless neck; Not too strong, but full of a sense of security.

"Mr. Daniel!" Seymour exclaimed in surprise, laughing with tears all over his face, he was so familiar with this figure who had served the Earl personally!

Both Barov and Brother George were so frightened that they couldn't even utter a cry of surprise, they turned around and wanted to escape; however, since Daniel appeared, how could they escape?The shadow walker gently pushed away the body of the bearded man, his figure blurred, and disappeared in an instant; in the blink of an eye, he had appeared in front of Barov, squatted down slightly, and cut off the unscrupulous businessman's left leg.

Barov yelled in pain, and his heavy body fell heavily to the ground; at this moment, Daniel, who drew the knife, disappeared again, and his figure appeared behind the hand of the thin man who had escaped from the tent. The right leg is as short as the knee.

Rabbit ups and downs, the situation has changed drastically in the blink of an eye; amidst Barov's painful groans, Seymour struggled to climb to the tent entrance, and the outside has also changed greatly: the people's army soldier wearing a familiar army green uniform The unit has controlled several tent areas in the valley, and several people are walking side by side in the open space of the trading area. Among them, the tall one is not Captain Rennes, who else?

"It's hidden quite deep, no wonder I can't find it." Andrew grinned. He had been flying in the sky for a long time, and it was really a waste of time.

Ren's face was black, and he patted his belt hard: "The information from the Hunter Association is really unreliable... There is such a big black market trading point here, are those guys blind?"

"Uh... it's a non-governmental organization after all." Monica used the newly acquired vocabulary with a smile on her face, "I didn't expect the shadow walker to be in Hyderside..."

"You guys know each other?" Andrew was surprised. That dumb friend has such a wide circle of friends?

"No, I haven't seen the shadow walker, but I have mutual friends with him...God!" Monica stopped nostalgic and trot forward; Captain Renn ran faster than her, and arrived in a few steps In front of Barov's tent, he supported Seymour and the surviving female workers one by one.

"...Mr. Wren..." Seymour resisted the joy of escaping from the sky, but he couldn't help but burst into tears after yelling.The female worker's emotional control could only be worse. She and Seymour supported each other, let go of Seymour, hugged Ryan and cried.

"It's all right... I'll take you back here..." Ren gently touched the top of the female worker's head. The girl was not as tall as his chest, and she looked as thin as anything. He had to be careful when supporting her.

Monica wanted to help the poor surviving female worker, but seeing Ren's protector's posture, the master tactician was stunned and stood there at a loss; Andrew next to him understood quite well and took the initiative to help The celebrity explained: "He used to be the chairman of the Women's Insurance Association..."

"..." The corners of Monica's mouth twitched, she tried her best to mend the broken world view again.

People's Army sergeant Adam ran out from behind the valley: "Report, all the lost goods are behind!"

After handing over Seymour and the female worker to others, Captain Ren strode over: "Where are the transport team?"

There was no joy on Adam's face, instead he was annoyed: "...Report, there are no survivors!"

"Fuck!" Captain Renn swears a curse, and he didn't bother to look at the goods, and turned around to give orders to everyone: "Take all these guys back for careful interrogation! Adam, Anaduer, people from your two companies Put on the clothes of these robbers and stay here; Andrew, please stay here for a while..."

The soldiers of the People's Army and the security department of the fraternal unit that came to cooperate quickly started to operate, and the bandits and bandits who were captured alive were tied up and taken out; Monica listened by the side, and occasionally offered some suggestions to make the arrangement more appropriate.

I don't know how long this black market stronghold has existed, and there are all kinds of people mixed in it, from all backgrounds.Such a group of desperadoes, Ryan and Monica, did not dare to slack off, and had to use the main force to escort them back.Originally, there may have been a lack of force, but after accidentally bumping into the returning Daniel, this problem was perfectly solved.

After the task was assigned, Ren, Andrew, and Monica went to visit the rescued Seymour and the female worker, took back Maren's badge, and kept that Barov under strict guard before they could go to see Daniel, or Say, the one who came back with Daniel.

Outside the valley, a mighty full moon wolf with long silver and white fur was squatting at the entrance, with a huge wolf head looking around, full of power; beside the full moon wolf, he untied Seymour and the female worker from the rope and then exited Daniel stood quietly. He had no blood in his body after killing someone just now, and he seemed to disappear into the shadows at any time.In front of Daniel, a black-haired black-robed spellcaster stood with his hands behind his back. Although he was in the sun, his aura was extremely cold.

"It seems that I don't need to take action." Angus looked at the direction of the valley, felt the stabilized fighting atmosphere in the air, and said to his companion with a chuckle.

Daniel watched him silently.

"Are you still unhappy that I'm coming?" Angus tilted his head slightly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, but the feeling was still icy cold, "We just completed a transaction that both parties are satisfied with...we should now Are you friends?"

Daniel was expressionless.

"Well, I'm just a little curious about a mysterious figure who became a demigod at a young age. I think he should be an ancestor of the Frandy family, not the twin son of the current earl." If he didn't buy it, Angus could only withdraw his false smile and said frankly, "As his fame spreads, sooner or later someone will question it. Or is his true identity a dark secret?"

Daniel's eyes became more and more dull, and he really wanted to say something, but he was too lazy to explain in a long way, and finally turned it into a short sentence: "You will regret it."

"Hehe..." The fourth-level black magician, who is gorgeous and almost demon, chuckled, "Really."

At this moment, Monica, Ren and others also walked out of the valley.Steadily walking towards the two and one wolf standing quietly under the shadow of the tree, the master tactician suddenly showed an extremely affectionate smile, and waved his hand vigorously: "Farewell for many years-you are still so people don't want to see your face. Day Ann, Angus."