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George was completely annoyed, all his sanity had been overshadowed by anger, and he roared loudly, his voice accompanied by pain, more sharp and piercing.

Merlin didn't bother George, he just lamented that he was unlucky, and there was some trouble in front of him.

Borg is the escort brought by George, the world of Azeroth is basically the same as the Middle Ages, unlike the modern aristocratic title is just a name, at the moment the title is synonymous with power, Merlin and his party are all nobles, naturally they are not alone in the light travel to Dalaran, they all have guards and servants, but they are limited by the Dalaran Elementary School of Magic, and they can only bring one guard and one servant.

At the time of the round, the guards were taken over by Marseille, and the main members of the escort team were their guards.

There is a lot of security work, especially at night, when it is the busiest time, in charge of guarding and patrolling, and today it is Borg, who is George's bodyguard, so Merlin feels that he is very unlucky.

Borg's broad body was stiff, his face showed hesitation, he didn't listen to George's words, and did it at the first time, Merlin's identity made Borg have scruples, Merlin will inherit the title in the future and become a baron, such a character is not something he can provoke, it is this hesitation that makes George even more annoyed, because Borg reminds George of Sam who left just now, he has no trick for Sam, but it doesn't mean that he has no trick for Borg, George mixed with painful and sharp words, and shouted directly at Borg; "Borg, don't forget,"

"The consequences of not listening to me,"

"You're going to lose your status as a bodyguard, your wife and son, what will happen to them without this paycheck?"

Borg's expression was cold, his eyes were blazing staring at Merlin, his breathing was short, and a fierce look appeared on his face, he couldn't lose this identity, the mercenary days seemed to be chic, but in fact they were extremely miserable, for that little commission, they had to run around, living a life of licking blood with knives, where is this guard stable, not to mention the gold coins earned are not as much as the guards, and there is a way to rise as a guard, as long as he makes meritorious deeds, he can be canonized as a knight in the future, and has a manor, Get rid of the status of a commoner and become a quasi-nobleman.

Just as Merlin hit Sam's soft underbelly, George hit Borg's soft underbelly all at once, Borg, who was breathing rapidly, his huge body kept stirring, and finally his mouth opened slightly, biting his lower lip, and strode towards Merlin, obviously he had made a decision in his heart.

"Drop, it's being scanned!"

"Scan successful!"

"Borg; Strength; 0.63, Agile; 0.31, constitution; 0.55, mental power; 0.30, state; Healthy! ”

"Merlin; Strength; 0.31, agile; 0.29, constitution; 0.25, mental power; 0.60, state; Healthy! ”

The difference between the two attribute values is extremely obvious, and Merlin has an advantage in mental power, but he has not studied magic at the moment, and his mental power cannot be turned into combat power, and other strength and agility are also physical, although Merlin has made extremely gratifying progress in these two weeks, basically the three attribute values have increased by about 0.1, but there is a lot of gap compared with this Borg, this life is full of mysterious power, and the physical fitness is generally high.

Merlin's immature face showed a look of panic, and he looked at the approaching Borg, as if he was frightened, motionless, and kept muttering to himself; "Don't come here,"

Borg is burly, with a full 1.9 meters, big shoulders and a round waist, his face is full of horizontal meat, and a fierce aura is permeating his body, the height of human beings in the world of Azeroth is generally not low, in the recent period of Merlin's observation, 1.7 meters is considered short, 1.8 meters is extremely ordinary, and a slightly taller one is 1.9 meters, as for Merlin, who is about two meters, he also saw a Marseille.

Borg's face showed a hideous face, before he became a guard, he had been a mercenary, living a life of licking blood with a knife, he was extremely decisive, and after making a decision in his heart, his actions were very decisive.

Bang! With all his might, he kicked Borg's soft stomach with unmistakable accuracy.

The body shook, Borg's eyes were shocked, he didn't expect the stupid Merlin, to have this reaction, he didn't take Merlin as a thing at all from beginning to end, the other party was only twelve or thirteen years old, his figure was extremely thin, he could solve it with a slap, but the reality told him that everything just now was Merlin's disguise.

"Is this the data after the physique reaches 0.55, and the ability to resist the fight is extremely good,"

His kick with all his strength only made Borg shake a little, his footsteps took a step back, and his stomach was a soft and vital part, and he couldn't imagine that if that kick was directly kicked on the leg and other parts, Borg would not be able to retreat at all.

"Turn on BATTLEMODE,"

"Make a battle plan, the enemy's strength is too strong, agility is too low, it is recommended to wander,"

With a quick plan in place, Merlin took a decisive step, using his speed to dodge Borg's attack.

"Analyzing the enemy's attack method, the left side swings a punch with a 30% chance of attacking, and the left side ............. The chance of attacking with a punch on the right side is greater than 90%, so it is recommended to duck with your head down,"

Merlin lowered his head decisively, and then a strong wind blew through his neck, and a huge fist slashed over his head with surging force.

After dodging the attack, Merlin reflexively punched, hitting Borg's chest, a shock force came, his arm was a little numb, the attribute value was too different, his attack was simply not broken for Borg, he lacked a weapon, Merlin quickly summed up his shortcomings in his heart, if he had a weapon in hand, with the light brain combat mode, this Borg would not be his opponent.

And now the power of the fist is too weak to do anything to Borg, and the weapon Merlin swept his gaze, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

George lay on the ground, wailing incessantly, and through the holes in his torn clothes, with the help of Moonlight Merlin, he could see that a dagger with a scabbard was in George's arms.

Others are like cheetahs, quickly pounced.