Chapter Eighty-Four: The Guardian

The snow in early winter is the most arbitrary and capricious, and a dry cold wind blows, and flakes of snow fall down again.

"Say, should I bring more people?"

"Are you threatening me?" said Charles, his voice a little cold, as he looked down and fiddled with the silver hammer in his hand.

Lucerne did not answer directly, and apparently he did not want to waste his strength on Charles, so he took out a small half-bag of coins from his bosom and threw it on the wooden table covered with a layer of snow:

"It's about three gold coins here, not counting the odds, they're all for you, enough for you to buy two or three veterans like Jim Leonard. โ€

"Not for sale. Charles didn't lift his eyelids.

"How?"

Charles didn't bother to say anything more to this kind of person, and the brainwave detection covered the entire chrysanthemum field.

Every move of this elite tooth hunting team is already under his control.

Seeing that Charles was silent, Lucerne assumed that he acquiesced to his words.

He has seen a lot of such people.

Greedy, but a little clever, a little insightful.

A right-age Chosen One, with crystals still in the head, is definitely a good seedling for a mage.

Three gold coins are certainly not enough.

It's a pity that no matter how much gold he has, he won't be able to enjoy it.

Thinking of this, he stood up with the delicate carved staff in his hand, his thumb gently rubbing against the crystals of the staff's head, and said:

"I've investigated before, there is no one in Leonard's family, I don't know where you came from, I advise you to take the money and leave, or ......"

Seeing that the captain stood up and his tone was not good, the members of the Tooth Hunting Team jumped into the courtyard one after another and surrounded them again.

Charles patted the snowflakes on the black robe, and then stood up and shouted to the Jim family in the house:

"Jim, you go in, close the door, it's snowing. โ€

"Yes, young master!"

Hearing a chill in Charles's words, Jim took his wife and children behind him and closed the door.

Jim's wife, Nina, a clever man, asked with some concern when she saw Jim close the door:

"Jim, to be honest, did you hear something and ask the battalion commander to help?"

"No, the young master really accepted us as vassals. Jim hurriedly waved his hand and explained.

"But how can there be vassals hiding behind and letting the young master come out, you are so confused!"

Nina didn't know where Charles came from, but seeing how he was dressed and how he behaved and talked, he was extraordinary, and she was worried that Jim would be honest and disliked by the master's family, and she still didn't know where he was.

Listening to Nina's words, Jim thought for a moment, a hint of determination flashed in his eyes, and he nodded heavily:

"You're right, I can't hurt the young master anymore!"

"Boom!"

The couple spoke for a moment when a loud noise came from outside.

But Charles couldn't bear this Lucerne's rambling, so he took the lead and flew with a hammer, blasting away a mercenary who was about to jump out of the window and break into the house.

Daughter Liz was lying by the window, seeing it clearly, but she was not afraid, and clapped her hands and said happily:

"Dad! this uncle is amazing!"

Seeing that the fierce mercenaries were about to rush into the house, Charles stood guard in front of the window with a sledgehammer, hammering one by one, all cleanly and neatly blasted far away.

At this time, Charles's physical body was already a general-level force, and there was no need to use internal force at all, and the ordinary mercenaries were not even worthy of warming him up.

"It's really a bit of strength, but it's just a showcase. โ€

Lucerne was originally afraid of Charles's strength because this sledgehammer was so big that it was terrifyingly big, and he could wield such a heavy soldier so easily, and he knew at a glance that it was not an ordinary chosen one.

At this moment, he looked carefully at the side for a while, and saw that Charles was indeed extraordinary, and ordinary mercenaries were indeed not the same enemy.

But although every mercenary who was blasted out by him was seriously injured, it was not the expected tragic situation.

It can be seen that this hammer only looks huge, and it may not be wooden inside.

Thinking of this, he gave a bald mercenary beside him a look.

The bald mercenary is one of the three Chosen ones of this elite squad, and is a level 7 warrior.

As soon as the battle began, he ran in front of Lucerne.

He had been in the team for a long time, always hoping to become the guardian of Lucerne.

However, Lucerne has been accompanied by a strange warrior, and he has so far been confined to the last seat in the team.

The bald head was already suffering from no chance to perform, but as soon as he received Lucerne's eyes at this moment, he excitedly pulled out the big axe behind his back, brandished it and rushed forward.

Charles blasted five or six mercenaries away in one go, but kept his hands, afraid of killing people by mistake.

But I didn't want these mercenaries to know whether they were alive or dead, and when they saw that they were only slightly injured under the seemingly fierce silver sledgehammer, they immediately gritted their teeth and returned to the battlefield, and pounced again.

"Master, I'm here to help you!"

Seeing that Charles had a bald head and an axe in front of him, and several mercenaries serving him with swords in the back, it was a time of irritability.

Jim suddenly pushed the door open and kicked the oncoming mercenary violently, kicking him upside down along with the mercenary behind him.

"Yes, good play!"

Although he hoped that Jim could keep his wife and daughter in the house, Charles knew Jim well as a person, and it was inconvenient for him to go back and hide.

Before the words fell, a long-handled large plate axe slashed head-on!

"Bellโ€”"

The two heavy soldiers were connected, and the bald head's full force was easily parried by Charles.

The nail-headed giant hammer did not dodge or dodge, and directly met the blade of the plate axe, easily blocking it back.

Jim swept away with a simple and unpretentious move, forcing away a few mercenaries, and seeing Charles freeing his hand, he hurriedly said:

"Young master, these mercenaries are the most scoundrels, and they will not retreat if they don't work hard. โ€

Finally came with some decent characters, Charles carried a mace and glanced at the bald man:

"Hey, it's really Pi Shi, then I'm welcome. โ€

Jim was worthy of being a veteran under Liana's account, a feather spear flew up and down in his hand, and swept with spurs, although he was more than one enemy, he was not weak for a while.

However, Charles knew that the sword had no eyes, and he couldn't help but be a little worried.

Veterans like Jim have braved the tide of beasts and fought magic beasts, but they have not fought many people.

Seeing through Charles's scruples, Mebis had a voice in his ears that came to mind:

"I'm watching Jim, you can go play. โ€

Charles's heart suddenly widened, and even this light and fluttering voice seemed to be less unpleasant.

And Lucerne, seeing the bald head and Charles's unpretentious confrontation just now, turned out to be a bald head and was shot away.

He couldn't help but put away his thoughts of underestimating his opponent, although his bald head couldn't get into his eyes, he was also a real seventh-level fighter.

With such strength, you can casually be a battalion commander in the army.

And the opponent not only completed the counterattack while parrying, but also gave priority to his demeanor, obviously at ease.

Lucerne frowned slightly, and asked softly to the person behind him:

"Bob, what do you think?"

I saw a barefoot man in shorts squatting on the fence, with a yellow crystal on his knee that stood out, he was Lucerne's guardian, Bob.

Bob didn't expect Lucerne to ask such a question, he scratched his cheek, which was full of stubble, and said nonchalantly:

"At least level eight, maybe level nine. โ€

Hearing that the answer was similar to what he expected, Lucerne casually slammed his staff to the ground, untied the upright lining neckline, and asked in a relaxed tone:

"Then it's considered to be level nine, are you coming or am I coming?"

"You can go up to the ninth level by yourself, I'm lazy. Bob yawned listlessly, looking disinterested.