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c_t; Bessac had just celebrated his twenty-sixth birthday, and although he had only received an extra bag of wine than usual that day, it was enough for the escort warriors who were out running merchants. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

As for meat, except for the soup every night, there is basically no meat at all.

Unless it's a newly captured magical beast, it's impossible to have extra meat to share with everyone. After all, the meat on the monster itself is also a commodity that can be sold for money, and no matter how bad it is, it has to be made into jerky so that you can eat some every night when you travel, even if you can drink soup with a meaty flavor......

However, don't look at Bessac, who is only twenty-six years old, but according to a newcomer like Biss who joined the caravan at the age of eighteen, Bessac, who was favored by Munk at the age of sixteen, has now been honed outside for a full ten years!

The young man of the Ox Orc, who had no brute strength and had not even stimulated his blood, has now become the most powerful warrior in the Mir caravan!

The third-order black iron is advanced, which is already more powerful than Munk!

And as his strength and knowledge grew, Bessac became more and more reticent. The casualty rate of the guards in the orc caravan was actually quite high, and coupled with the low price when they were first recruited, he had really seen too many people come and go in the ten years that Bessac had grown up!

At first, Besak would also joke with the members of the guard, but when he saw those familiar faces again and again, when he encountered a monster or a robber attack, he eventually lost his luster and vitality, and even became food for the mouth of the powerful monster because he was too late to collect the corpse because of the danger.

Besac began to become reticent, in fact, both Munch and Mir understood that Besac did not dare to give his feelings easily. He was already a little tired, and if it weren't for the fact that he had earned enough money for the village to pay the kingdom's increasing taxes, Bessac might have left the caravan long ago and returned home to live a peaceful life.

Life is so helpless......

Based on this, except for a few people in the caravan who were close to Munch and Mir, the rest of the people did not care much. And everyone was taken by his force, and they didn't dare to come forward and take the initiative to talk. As a result, on weekdays, Bessac rarely attracts attention.

And on weekdays, apart from his own cultivation and his liking to drink, there are few things that attract his attention. And before his strength surpassed Munk, finding Munk to try his hand at fighting in order to hone his skills was Bessac's greatest interest and hobby. (’)

It's a pity that since Bessac's strength surpassed Munk's, he lost interest in fighting Munk. And now that such a mysterious powerhouse who may surpass Munk's strength suddenly appeared, how could Bessac not be impressed?!

After all, as the most powerful combat force in the caravan, Besak was watched by Munk not to mention his every move, but it was obvious that there was such a person missing during the meal! To put it mildly, Besak almost grew up watching Munch, and his every move, Munch really knew very well, so he came to Mir in a hurry to prepare.

"You mean to say that that Besack guy went to find trouble with that mysterious woman in black on his own?!"

"Yes! From what I know about him, he's definitely going to do it! It's a pity that I patronized the caravan's defense before, but I forgot about his belligerent problem, if he can win, it's okay, our caravan is at least not damaged, but in case this kid Besak fails...... The overall combat power of our caravan will drop a lot! ”

"Uh...... That's a serious thing to say! But are you really sure that Bessac went to fight? Could it be that this kid heard that the woman in black was beautiful, so he was moved? ”

“……”

Hearing Mir say this, Munch suddenly felt the urge to strangle this obscene mouse to death!

When is it, this thing still has the heart to wonder if Bessac is spring?! But fortunately, Munch has been by Mir's side all these years, and his endurance and self-control have been trained, otherwise either Mir was beaten half to death by Munk, or Munch himself was so angry that he had a cerebral hemorrhage!

But fortunately, Mir has nothing else, and the eyesight price is still there! Seeing that Munch's whole face was about to turn red after listening to his words, he was as clever as Mir, and immediately coughed heavily, and then said solemnly:

"So, my dear Captain of the Guard, what do you think we should do now? After all, you know, when it comes to combat, I really don't know anything! ”

"Whew! You're really ...... Forget it, I can't afford to be so angry with you! Now the problem is that we don't know how long Bessac has been gone, and if he had just left, it would have been better to have rushed over to stop him now, but if we had just set up camp and run to find the woman in black......"

"Does that make a difference?"

"Of course! That's a big difference! If Besack were to fight the mysterious man in black, you should know the power of his axe, right? ”

"Well, Besack's axe looks almost three or four times as long as I do, and it seems to be a lot heavier than me, right? Every time he used that axe to fight, the momentum was really not ordinary! ”

Hearing Mir say this, Munch suddenly became serious at this moment.

"Here's the problem! If Besak and the black-clad mystery man fought, how could we not hear a sound? Whether it's the clashing of weapons or the battle cry of Besack, it should be heard! After all, the distance between the mysterious man in black and our caravan is basically about two hundred meters, so I don't know what to do until now......"

Listening to Munch's analysis, Mil suddenly understood. It's a pity that Mir really has no talent for battle command and the battle itself, so he can only blink his little eyes and dryly hold back a sentence:

"If it really doesn't work, let's all be armed and rush over to see, what's the matter, we can't let Bessac suffer, right?"

“…… That's a bad idea! ”

Just as he was saying this, just when Munk and Mill didn't know what to do, Bes, who had been standing guard in the distance, suddenly shouted loudly!

"Captain Munch! Big Brother Besac is back! ”

"What!?"

"What!?"

Munch and Mir had almost turned their heads together and looked out into the night to the west. At this time, I saw a tall bull orc warrior, dragging his huge long-handled axe and halberd a little blankly, walking towards the caravan camp with heavy steps.

"Bessac! You reckless brat! Could it be that the warriors who came out of your barbarian tribe are all reckless?! Who let you run alone to fight each other! What if something goes wrong, what do you let us do?! ”

In a hurry, Munch almost ran to the west side of the camp with Mir, and at this time Besac had just walked to the range where the fire could shine in the camp.

It wasn't until a full minute had passed that Munch stopped, and in fact Munch was carefully examining Bessack in front of him from top to bottom. It's a pity that he looked back and forth several times, but still couldn't see where Bessac was injured. It stands to reason that this should be Bessac's performance of winning the battle, but why is his expression at the moment quite low?

Since he couldn't figure it out, Munch decided to ask directly, if it was said that Besak still respected him quite much, even if he lost, if Munch asked, Besak would tell the truth although he was unwilling.

"Basak, you're going to fight the mysterious man in black, right?"

"Hmm."

"Already beaten?"

"Hmmm......"

"Then it's strange, we didn't hear the sound of fighting, and we didn't see any scars on your body, which was completely unharmed, but you looked dejected, did you lose or win?!"

As soon as Munch finished asking, Bessack didn't have time to answer, and Mill, who was standing next to Munch, suddenly jumped high, only to see him reach out and point to the top of Bessac's head after he landed, and shouted directly:

"Nope! Not unscathed! Look, look! Besac's hair wasn't like that! He, he, he ......"

At this moment, he was so excited that Mill was stuck there speechless! And everyone present, including Munk, looked at the position pointed by Mir, and sure enough, at the top of the head between the two horns on the top of Bessac's head, there was obviously a piece of hair missing at the moment!

You know, according to the custom of the cattle orcs, they will not easily cut their own hair. Both men and women among the cattle orcs, as long as their hair grows to a certain length, they will tie it into braids and think that this is a kind of beauty.

Before, Besack's hair was not all braided, except for the long hair at the back of his head, which was tied up for convenience, and the hair on his forehead, but it was all left loose;

On weekdays, when Bessac bowed his head and was silent, the hair would even block his eyes, making it impossible to know what he was thinking. But now? The hair on the top of his head was only about a centimeter long!

Looking at the appearance of the brush like a knife and an axe, Munch suddenly felt a chill in his back! If he wasn't mistaken......

"Bessac! You tell me the truth, your hair is not ......"

At this moment, it was not only Munch who guessed something, but even Mir, a pure businessman, had roughly guessed what had happened to Bessac's hair!

It's just that at this time, in the face of Munch's question, Besak sighed lightly, then shook his head and said:

"Let's go, I'll tell you all the original ones when we go to the camp, you know that with that person's eyesight, she should be able to see every move on our side clearly, right? So go into the camp and say it, don't continue to be embarrassed here......"

After saying that, Besak directly squeezed out of the way of Bess and walked in the direction of the campfire in the center of the camp.

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