"Hey, little one...... Why do you think I'm an enemy, a barbarian? Like you, I look like a human being!"

Douglas Muffle was inexplicably unhappy with being classified as a barbarian warrior, and it was true that compared to the little cubs of the Holy Fire Knights, the equipment he was wearing looked tattered like a beggar, but it was not enough to instantly judge the relationship between friend and foe based on his outfit alone. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThe expression on the face of the burly and rough warrior was strange and distorted, and there was a kind of crying and laughing, but there was no anger that wanted to make a move, the other party was just a third-order mid-rank warrior, and it was not enough to make him ignite his fighting spirit, in fact, the only reason why this brave human boy was able to survive until now was that his weakness even caused no one to pay attention to him and was willing to take action to solve this stupid man who committed suicide.

"Silence, lowly barbarian, the moment you speak to me in such a tone is enough to condemn you. The young swordsman obviously didn't care if he had misidentified Douglas, it was just the difference between one more opponent and one less opponent to kill.

He was a survivor of the previous ambush in the Thousand Needles Canyon, and the battleship he was on luckily did not fall into the Thousand Needles Canyon, but landed in the rainforest, relying on those lush plants to save his life. While blindly searching for a companion in the rainforest, he stumbled upon four centaurs and three humans walking through the rainforest.

He originally planned to stand by and watch, but in an instant, he swept to the girl in front of him who turned out to be Miss Marilyn of the famous Remington family, and then found that the girl walking beside her was also a stunning, although he didn't know her. But there is a vague sense of familiarity in his eyebrows and facial features, as if he has seen it somewhere.

Once these two were saved. It will inevitably have a significant impact on your future, and it will even be very helpful for your family's development. After weighing the pros and cons, the young swordsman suddenly decided to come to the rescue. In his eyes, his extremely powerful paladin would never lose to four or five lowly subhuman races, even if he was defeated, with the precious high-level escape scroll on his body, at least he could still run. Escape scrolls are expensive and rare, and they are easily disturbed by external forces, making them generally useless in large battles, but they are a life-saving ace in such small encounters.

Just the young swordsman made a big fuss. When he tried to create a glorious and heroic image in the hearts of the two "beautiful girls" behind him, a slender and delicate wrist suddenly rested on his shoulder, and the young swordsman didn't need to look back to know that it was the short-haired beauty with a delicate appearance and a bit of familiarity, only when she was scared and wanted to smile and comfort her, she only felt the pressure on her shoulders increase suddenly, as if a dragon was putting its front paws on herself.

Where else could he react, the young swordsman fell to his knees involuntarily, and for a moment he seemed to hear the sound of his kneecaps shattering. Then there was a snap. He lay on his stomach on the ground, his body unable to move, and then a sharp pain washed over his brain, not to mention launching a fighting spirit to fight back. He couldn't even take the scroll out of his bosom and tear it off, and then he heard a magnetic voice coming from behind him: "Give me a reason not to kill you, before my patience is exhausted." ”

"Me. I am the honorable Kroon family's son-in-law, you. How dare you ......."

There was a crunch, and Goron lifted his hand from the young swordsman's twisted cervical vertebrae. He said lightly: "I'm sorry, your reason is not enough." ”

The aristocratic girl on the side trembled violently, although she knew that it was impossible to save herself with this reckless fool, with her eyesight, she had already seen that the three centaur female warriors and the human warrior were all battlefield veterans who had experienced countless killings, and their rich experience and bloodthirsty killing ability could completely make up for the gap in equipment, which had left an extremely deep impression on her in the previous battles. What's more, there are at least four enemies in front of him, no matter how you think about it, this idiot will not have a chance of winning.

But this was a chance for her to escape after all, and it was impossible to say that she had no expectations at all, but she never thought that neither the centaur and the human traitor who looked like a warrior would make a move, but Goron, who originally seemed to be a non-combatant, would suppress and kill a third-order warrior with a single move, as if he had pinched to death just a mouse. And his own sealing nodes were only opened two, and there was no fluctuation of fighting qi on his body, which showed that he was not a fighter known for his strength.

A priest or warlord pinched a third-order paladin to death? Is this a joke?

By this time, Goron had searched the young swordsman's body, took off the most valuable weapons and ornaments and threw them to one of the centaur warriors, and finally took out a delicate and luxurious sheepskin scroll from the bosom of the dead body, and after reading it, he casually erased the magic mark on it, and then ripped it off and threw it away.

This is a directional teleportation magic scroll, although the value of this scroll alone can match the value of all the equipment on the young man's body combined, but it is completely useless to Goron, this thing binds not only the user, but also the teleportation location, once activated, it will make the user return to the place where they were previously bound, whether it is a bedroom, a trap, or a prison. This is the reason why the teleportation scroll that has been bound to the user is not taken care of in the market, because it is simply a piece of waste paper except in the hands of the user.

In the previous war, this thing was indeed captured quite a bit, almost one out of every ten captives would have it, it can only be said that ...... Is it really worthy of the Knights of the Holy Fire?

After cleaning up the loot, Goron turned to face the girl captive and said in an indifferent tone, "Miss Marilyn, I think I need to recheck your identity, right?"

"You...... What are you talking about?" The expression on the girl's face was quite unnatural, but she still insisted: "I...... I wasn't ...... before."

Goron interrupted her with a wave of his hand, and said expressionlessly: "Since you choose to continue to play stupid, then there is no need to say any more, in fact, I have no special interest in your true identity, and it is almost the same as a little guess, but it is just a little more special than what you explained before, and it doesn't mean anything special to me." ”

Marilyn's heart twitched, her gaze swept over the corpse on the ground, the fear in her heart was wildly stirring, and she quickly changed her words and said, "No, no...... You, no, it's you, please listen to me, I am indeed a direct son of the Remington family, but...... However, I also have the right to inherit the family title in second order, so I ...... So my family, after knowing my current situation, maybe, may send someone over...... Come and check it out......"

For a nobleman, the ranking of the right to inherit the title is extremely important, especially for those who are at the top of the rank, and there is really hope of inheriting the hereditary title. How to suppress competitors and find opportunities to exclude those in high positions are all processes that an outstanding nobleman will inevitably go through, and they are also the default way of survival of the fittest in the aristocratic world.

It's a recurring episode in the story, but as Goron says, it doesn't make sense to him.

Stepping on the corpse of the young swordsman, the group continued to walk, Miss Marilyn became more silent and depressed, and the slight restlessness that had been there completely disappeared, apparently completely cutting off the plan to escape.

The night breeze of the rainforest has a unique atmosphere, mostly brought from the sea, salty and humid heat, mixed with the rich herbs and abundant life. However, what caught Goron's attention was a sudden sweet scent that hit the tip of his nose and immediately caused a violent stir in his heart.

It's the smell again!

When the group of aliens suddenly appeared when Goron first stepped on the Bloodblade Peak, Goron felt a very familiar and dangerous hostility as sharp as a boning blade. After that, although Goron paid attention many times, he never found it again, and even thought that it was just his illusion for a while, but he didn't expect that after he left the Blood Blade Peak, this feeling of being threatened at all times reappeared. And it's obviously aimed at itself, and it's already impatient and ready to shoot at any time.

Goron remained silent, but he had secretly mobilized all his senses to explore the surroundings, but found nothing, his brows furrowed slightly, so he finally decided to use his hidden killer weapon, the magical power "Clairvoyance" from the other world to investigate again, his eyes glowed with an orange-yellow pale light, and the whole world quickly began to fade...... This time there was finally a harvest, but it made Goron a little speechless, in the black and white world that he saw in another way, there were shadows around him, and there were actually three groups of people in ambush.

The three groups were so powerful that even Douglas and the three centaur elites were not aware of the opponent in time after stealth.

"We seem to be in trouble. ”

Before Goron could make his discovery public, Durandal beside him was the first to speak. The centaur girl held the spear in her hand, but her eyes were fixed on Goron, as if waiting for his orders.

With this little monster present, Goron didn't need to explain his magical vision, he reached out and motioned for Durandal to stop for the time being, and then nodded to the others to confirm that he believed little Duran's warning.

The whole team suddenly stopped, formed a circle back to back, and made a simple defensive formation in an instant.

After realizing that his whereabouts were exposed, a group of men in black stepped out of the well-known night. There was a kind of fearless law when they walked, like pious martyrs, and after no longer restraining their breath, their bodies suddenly exuded a compelling momentum, and the person at the head was actually a fourth-order high-ranking overseer, only one step away from the War King, and the weakest man in black was also above the third-order high-ranking position. (To be continued.) )