Silent.

A drop of bright red blood dripped onto the tip of Ginnold's nose.

He stole a glance at the young mountain swordsman standing in front of him, his armor already torn, revealing large scarred bodies.

The muscles are strong and well-defined.

And red blood was dripping down from there.

He's hurt?

Ginod suddenly remembered that his men seemed to have inflicted a lot of injuries on the young man.

His eyes rolled as he stared at the snow.

Suddenly, the body is bursting!

Ginnod has the strength of the inaugural high-level, although there is still a long way to go before he enters the awakening level, but as a veteran mercenary who has survived a hundred battles, he knows that this is his only chance at the moment.

A chance to turn the tables around.

A chance to survive.

Although his mouth was still pleading, this extremely low posture became his disguise and cover at this time.

He only hoped that the young swordsman would let his guard down because of this.

In fact, except for this young man, several others, including the blonde little girl, that kind of rough strength was not put in his eyes at all.

He grabbed the sword from his finger.

This is a sword from above.

Knees, waist, shoulders, and arms all worked together, and for this life-fighting sword, Glynd gathered the strength of his whole body.

Bang –

Sparks fly!

The long sword in Ginnold's hand slammed into an iron shield, and it instantly deflected.

The shield turned sideways, and there were the young man's indifferent brown eyes.

He moved.

[Charge]!

In Discord, Charge, a common skill for warriors, does not limit the direction in which it can be used, as long as the player wants to, he can choose any angle - of course, it is impossible to go directly to the sky, because after all, there is no place to borrow power.

Gross's charge was from top to bottom, completely sinking Ginnold's legs deep into the snow, and the huge force pressed the mercenary leader's body, and Ginod seemed to hear the two hundred and six bones of his body clicking.

He could barely move.

The shield stood between him and the young man, and the sword couldn't advance at all.

It turns out that the sword hero who uses the shield is also so terrifying.

Gross raised his right arm, and the blade of the Frosty Longsword condensed with a thin layer of frost once more—countless white rays quickly stretched across the sword's body, from the front of the gauntlet to the sharp tip, and Ginnod saw the lead-gray weight ball begin to shake.

[Sword Qi Slash]!

A blow to the face.

Even if Ginnod had the strength of the inaugural rank, the strength of this blow was difficult for him to resist - under the impact of the sword qi, the shoulder armor and breastplate on his body cracked inch by inch, and then burst into a cloud of scattered fragments.

"Your Excellency, who are you?"

Gritting his teeth, Ginnod finally asked one last question. The sword master of the awakening level is still such a young mountain man, he really can't imagine where this belongs to the sacred.

"I won't tell you."

The sword qi slashed across Gjinod's eyebrows, and the blood mist shot out. Gross stared at the middle-aged man, and he said expressionlessly.

Pity for the enemy is cruelty to oneself, and he has understood this truth as early as in the game of his previous life.

The gray eyes were still open, and then little by little, Ginnod fell to his knees in front of him, and his upper body and head fell to the ground as he stepped away.

Gross retracts his sword.

"Boss?"

"It's all settled."

Gross pulled up his visor and took off his helmet. The sweat in my hair formed into countless tiny ice particles in this cold weather.

He exhaled, and the warm current in his body was flowing. After killing these mercenaries, his combat class level has reached LV18, and if he increases two more levels, he will reach the high level of the inauguration stage.

The subsequent LV30-35 stage is called the pinnacle of the first order of employment. As for LV35, after mastering its own power law, it will truly step into the awakened power level.

The sun shone from one side of the sky, and on the angular young face, the vivid blood streaks were like colorful oil paint, smearing his cheeks, the armor on his body, and the clothes inside that had become a pile of tattes from the previous battle.

At this time, the cold wind blew, and Gross, whose blood had faded, finally felt a little cold.

He skilfully stripped off the dead mercenary's body and wrapped it around his own body. The corpses were left naked in the snow, which was extra eye-catching.

No one disputes this.

In the world of Illusen, fighting and war have always been a cruel thing. Gross is also not afraid of the relics of the dead.

Scott, Oliver, and Levine came to his side.

In the battle just now, the sword skills of the bandit leader Gross once again opened their eyes and amazed them - they didn't know what level of strength it was, but it didn't affect them from feeling great shock, surprise and admiration from their hearts.

"Boss, that sword just now is too powerful."

Scott said, referring to the sword slash that Gross stacked [Counter Attack] and [Valorant]. This range of powerful killing attacks was indeed beyond their previous understanding, as if no one had ever said what kind of unique swordsmanship it was.

"Boss, you really still have a trick hidden, can you teach us when you have time?"

"Well, Oliver, you're quite right. I am willing to pay the tuition fees and swear in the name of all my private money. ”

"Private money? Do you have a wife? ”

Oliver gave Levine a disdainful look. Immediately after, he turned around and sneered, "Boss, I still have a sum of money for my wife, if you are willing to teach me this trick, it will be used as tuition." ”

"Your wife is only two raels, and she can probably only marry one widow."

"Fart!"

"By the way, you probably like that tune as well. Last night I heard you talk in your sleep, and I couldn't forget Aunt Mary from the village, and you said she had a big, big ass......"

The companions began to quarrel again, but Gross looked at Miss Lady, the Mage, who was standing in the snow.

She looked up, and her lake-blue eyes seemed to catch his gaze and greeted her.

Gross walked over to her.

"Mr. Gross."

"It's me, Miss Crane."

"You say, are these mercenaries all bad people?"

"Bad guys? It's hard to say. But these people are deeply hostile to us. ”

"So you're just going to kill them?"

Under the snow and sun, Ladia's bright and delicate little face was so beautiful and delicate that it made people feel pity, but her expression was extremely serious, and her long eyelashes blinked, staring at Gross.

Gross was stunned, in his previous life, he never seemed to have considered the question of good and evil in the game - as long as he liked it or was comfortable, he would kill it.

However, the girl's serious appearance fell into his eyes, and he suddenly felt the need to give a solemn answer.

"Ladia, do you see those things? A powerful crossbow in the hands of those mercenaries. ”

Gros called Miss Mage by her name, and a mercenary with a strong crossbow in his hand was lying on the edge of a low pine not far away, he pointed to the strong crossbow in the snow that glowed with cold steel, and continued, "They're ready for a sneak attack, I'm just the first to strike." For your sake and for our sake, we will not be harmed by others. ”

"Miss Klein, this kind of practice is called justifiable defense."

Scott added that the bandit leaders had taught them about modern law in the past—but he spoke only of justifiable self-defense, but never of over-defense.

Because, Gross felt that some things were just unnecessary pedantry in this chaotic world.

Ladia Klein felt the chaos in her little head gradually become clear - the first time a girl experienced such a tragic battle, in Gross's opinion, it was already a very good performance.