The voice behind him came very suddenly.

It may also be because Sander is so concerned about the situation that someone comes behind them and doesn't realize it at all.

Without waiting for the dragon knight caravan and others to turn back, a crisp and pleasant female voice responded:

"Yes, Teacher!"

Then, a violent wave of magic came, and a huge fireball that was a little different from normal magic quickly formed and shot out.

Rumble~

Instead of shooting into the middle of the field where the battle was raging, the fireball hit a large tree on the side of the road.

The big tree was surrounded by two adults, and it was quite tall and stout. But he was hit by a fireball, and he was immediately blown away by a huge gap.

With a click, the badly injured trunk finally couldn't hold it anymore and toppled down.

The thick trunks and luxuriant branches and leaves, the direction in which they fell, was exactly the scene of the fierce battle between the two sides.

There was another boom, and even the ground shook slightly.

The fierce battle of the great sword swordsman and the square-faced middle-aged man had to stop and jump back separately.

The same is true for the other two warbands.

The trunk of the fallen tree was like a heavenly river, separating the two sides of the battle.

York the Thief shouted hello and said to the magical girl, "Katie, your magic control is getting more and more accurate, it's just a matter of hitting wherever you want." It's not hard to hit the tree with a fireball, but it's hard to make the tree topple, but it can just separate the two groups. ”

Katie, who made the shot, was also a little proud, but she didn't take York's words and turned to Anthony.

"Teacher?"

Anthony nodded slightly, smiling.

"York is right, it's good."

Katie smiled and was very excited.

The square-faced middle-aged man's accomplice approached him, and his gaze crossed over to the great sword swordsman opposite, looking at the new group of people in disbelief.

It was a group of young people, and a middle-aged man.

There were seven of them, both male and female. Except for the middle-aged man, everyone else looked like they were only in their teens and twenties, very young.

In the middle is a young man with a handsome face and a sunny smile, which makes people feel good at first glance.

The girl standing with him is beautiful and refined, and she is like an angel. Let her subordinates salivate, and the caravan girl compared to her, and became an ugly duckling when she landed.

The square-faced middle-aged man's gaze wandered, and his eyes suddenly froze.

Behind the side of the young man is a slightly less good-looking, but equally beautiful girl. She had a magic wand in her hand and was quietly looking this way.

It was this young and excessive girl who shot just now.

Because she was the only one who came with a magic wand in her hand.

Subsequently, the square-faced middle-aged man appeared again.

That middle-aged man with an extraordinary bearing, his ears were long and pointed compared to ordinary people, and he turned out to be an elf.

And another young man in the crowd also had the same physiognomy characteristics.

The square-faced middle-aged man suddenly became a little uneasy.

Doesn't it mean that the elves are very rare, and they live in seclusion in the unknown corner, and they don't walk in human society when they are idle?

Why is my luck so weak, I met two at once.

You know, elves are natural marksmen. As long as he reaches adulthood, both men and women, he will become a good archer.

If it is divided by human standards, it is a proper professional.

The magical girl who shot just now can't be taken lightly either. Just a fireball, the movement is very small.

The square-faced middle-aged man secretly weighed in his heart, thinking that if he fought alone, he might be able to win the girl magician.

But if the other party and these people are combined, it is a combination of far and near, and the combat effectiveness will be doubled, and he and others may not be able to win again.

"What's going on?"

Anthony opened his mouth to ask the team leader, Tander, looking confused.

The thief York and the others rolled their eyes and complained in their hearts.

Feign! You keep pretending!

Leaving behind the big 6 battlefield that was in full swing, he ran thousands of miles to the easternmost remote place of the big 6. Originally, he was walking in the opposite direction with this caravan called the Dragon Knights, and he deliberately made a detour and followed them from behind, pretending to meet them by chance.

is so deliberate, it is clear that it is for this dragon knight caravan.

And with Anthony's keen perception and wide coverage, he wouldn't know what was born here?

However, everyone complains and complains, and their hearts are measured. Since Anthony did this, there must have been a reason for him. At most, they will roll their eyes, but they will not open their mouths to expose him.

Sander and the others had already planned to die, but they didn't expect a group of strangers to suddenly come, which made things take a turn for the better.

"A few distinguished ladies and gentlemen, these people set up a blackmail scheme, and when the matter was revealed, they changed to robbery. If it weren't for the arrival of a few people, we would have been killed and thrown into the wilderness by now. ”

Xander saw that Anthony was the leader of the group, and thanked him as he explained what had happened.

Sander was articulate and coherent, and quickly made it clear what was happening and what was going on.

Although he was a victim, he could not hide his anger in his heart. However, when explaining to Anthony, it was fair and objective, without any added vinegar.

This made Anthony feel a little good for them.

"These friends, don't listen to their nonsense, things are not what they say......"

The square-faced middle-aged man originally thought that the new group of people were in the same group as the enemy, but now it seemed that they were just strangers passing by, and of course they had to fight for it with all their might, so that they could not fall to the opposite side.

"Huh?"

Anthony's face was flat, just looking at it, making eye contact with the square-faced middle-aged man.

"Then tell me what the truth is."

The square-faced middle-aged man only felt that the other party's line of sight was extremely penetrating, as if he could see his heart directly, and he could see all his thoughts and tricks clearly, and he couldn't hide them.

The square-faced middle-aged man, who had always been clear-headed and eloquent, was speechless for the first time, and he didn't know how to deal with it at all.

His intuition told him that no matter how much he edited the lie, it would be absolutely impossible for him to deceive the sunny and gentle young man opposite.

In fact, the square-faced middle-aged man didn't know that whether he said it or not, the result was already decided and could not be changed.

Anthony looked at the injuries on the three of them and frowned slightly.

"A few friends are not lightly injured, let me help you heal."

He raised his hand slightly, and three milky white points of light flew out, not falling into the body of the big sword swordsman and the other three.

Then, without waiting for them to react, the injuries on their bodies quickly stopped bleeding, healed, scabbed, and finally the scars fell off without leaving a trace.

How could Sander and the others have ever seen such an amazing healing spell, they all opened their mouths wide and couldn't close them for a long time.

Anthony, however, looked at the other side of the tree that had fallen on the ground, and said:

"As for these people......"

The magical girl Katie rushed to say, "Give it to me, leave it to me!" ”

"Okay, I'll leave it to you. However, there is one condition: only the first and second levels of magic can be used. Another point is ......"

Anthony nodded, and said in a slightly cold tone:

"Don't spare your hands!"

(End of chapter)

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