The bandits in the distance reacted, calling for the others to pay attention, and quickly spread out, surrounding Arthur and Nayin. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

They raised their weapons and cautiously paced Arthur and Nayin in circles, neither daring to approach easily.

Arthur lowered his sword diagonally, and the blood on the sword continued to flow downward, and when it reached the tip of the sword, it fell, and a blood-red patch gradually piled up on the ground.

Naine was close behind Arthur, and even though she had known that she would see such a scene, she had been pampered and pampered since she was a child, and there was still tension and fear in her expression.

Her hands curled up on her chest were close to Arthur's back. Arthur told Nain that if he couldn't stand it, or if he was too scared, he would go back to him. But Naine wasn't going to do that, she only allowed herself to grab the hem of Arthur's coat on his back when she couldn't stand it anymore.

Without getting in the way, gently grabbing Arthur is the bottom line that Naine has set for her weakness.

When the bandits were about to attack, the feather arrow shot at the back, piercing the chest from the back, one vomited blood and screamed, causing the others to look sideways, Arthur saw the opportunity to attack, and at the same time shot another arrow into the chest of the other person, the silver sword cut off the head of the big man next to him.

Without intervals, Arthur stepped on the ground with his low body, using the headless corpse as a cover, and suddenly jumped out from the side, and the man opposite raised the axe to split, and the tip of the sword lightly slashed the man's side neck, and blood splashed in an instant.

"Hey, this kid is strong! Don't go it alone!

"There are still people in ambush!

"Dynamite!

"Kill them with explosives!"

When Werther was aiming in the distant tree, someone was about to ignite the gunpowder, and although Werther quickly changed the target of the attack after seeing it, and shot an arrow through the forehead of the person who ignited the gunpowder, the gunpowder in the man's hand had already ignited.

There was an arrow stuck in his forehead, the blood flowed not fast and not much, the man was still holding explosives in his hand, his body was shaking, and his hands and feet were physiologically trembling.

"Damn! It's going to explode! Run!"

"Run!"

Everyone was running in a hurry, and Arthur's enemies also gave up the fight with Arthur, and after barely blocking Arthur's blow, they turned and ran desperately.

Looking at the back of the big man running away in embarrassment, Arthur thought, can fear make people abandon their dignity and lose their minds?

After running two quick steps, Arthur jumped onto the man's back and plunged his sword straight into the back of the man's neck.

As Arthur jumps back to the ground with his sword drawn, the explosives explode. In the loud rumbling sound, the black smoke from the explosion seemed to be pulled by something, and the bandits who fled into the distance heard the wind, and they saw the black smoke swirling in the air, like a neatly arranged army, drifting into the sky one by one.

After the black smoke cleared, the bandits saw Nain's hands raised, the wind blowing the ends of her hair, the braids on the side of her face, and her short skirt, and when she lowered her hands, the wind gradually subsided, and Arthur, who was standing not far from her, was intact, not even a little dirty from the explosion of explosives.

"How...... How could it be ......"

"This kind of power, this kind of power, is it a mage? But they don't have a chanting spell, they don't have a staff, how can it be!"

"Ghost ...... There are ghosts ......."

"It's a spirit shadow, that woman is a spirit shadow!"

"There is a contractor! Oh my God, it's a contractor! Run!"

The few remaining bandits reacted to the identities of Arthur and Nayin, some of them had weak hands and weapons on the ground, and they were just trying to escape, some of them were wet, shrunk on the ground, and their brains were blank, and some simply knelt on the ground, kept kowtowing, crying and begging for mercy.

Arthur looked to where Werther was and made a gesture to wipe his neck.

The next moment, several feathered arrows shot out quickly, and the fleeing people fell to the ground in a wail.

Arthur walked over to the kneeling man begging for mercy, he looked into the distance, raised his sword and hung it on the back of the kneeling man's neck, and then released his strength to let the sword fall naturally and penetrate the neck.

After doing one, he walked over to the other person who was kneeling and begging for mercy and did the same thing.

Some of the beggars saw that Arthur did not leave a mouth alive, so they ran away crying and screaming, but when they had just taken the second step, they were shot through the eye socket by a rapid arrow, and when the third step failed to land, their knees hit the ground and fell down.

Arthur shook off the blood from his sword, retracted it into its scabbard, and walked over to the white-bearded man whose arms had been cut off. Half of the man's face had been blown up by explosives, and only a small part of his white beard had been dirty.

"Look, Arthur, what is that?" Naine pointed to the man's pocket, where there appeared to be a scroll of paper.

Arthur bent down to take out the scroll, which had been folded in a mess, and Arthur had a hard time unfolding it, but when he finally unfolded it completely, he felt that the effort had been worth it.

The scroll is a bounty issued by Wolmill for a reward of 100,000 dinks for the bandits entrenched in the passage from Toba to Wormere.

As Werther pulled the arrow from the corpse and wiped the blood from the arrow into the quiver, he saw Arthur holding up the crumpled paper and smirked, and asked, "What is it?"

"Money! Give money!" Arthur excitedly showed the bounty to Werther and Nayin, "I can't imagine it!"

"It's Wommill's bounty, it's a surprise. Well, just as we're running out of money, I need to replenish my arrows. Werther didn't show a happy expression, he had already begun to think calmly about the use of the money, "It's an emergency, we didn't bring much money when we set off, we could spend the night in a nearby village before, and in the future, we have to stay in a hotel in a town like Wommel, ah...... Accommodation and food are a problem, and it must be considered, there will be many places where money will be used in the future......"

Before Werther finished speaking, Arthur's eyes widened, and he looked at Naine excitedly, his eyelids blinking rapidly: "Naine Nain, are you rich?

Naine was stunned for a moment, and then whispered a little embarrassed: "That...... I've been dead for hundreds of years......"

"It's okay!I have! I have!" Pointing to the bounty order and giving a thumbs up, Arthur laughed happily and patted his chest, "Hahahahahahahaha

Nayin's voice was even quieter: "Uh...... I didn't have anything I wanted......"

Witt poked Arthur in the back of the head: "Hey, have you laughed enough, we still have a long way to go, and this money must be distributed reasonably." ”

Arthur rubbed the back of his head, and the smile on his face seemed to be unable to disperse: "I know, I know, listen to Vitgo, I will not spend money indiscriminately! But with this money, we can buy the Walking Beast! I want to ride the beep! I want to ride the beep!

Repeating as he spoke, Arthur's hands fluttered as he gestured like a chocobo.