Hmph, this kid really doesn't have a seed, then let's train this white-haired chick in front of him, and the red-haired woman, she must also be in the same group as the witcher. Get them half dead first and then take them back to the errand, and he will be very happy. Scarface suggested to the boss with the mace at the head.

"Hahaha, you're very thoughtful. Then I'll send you up first, and let the white-haired chick taste your awesomeness! The leader of the wicked men took the Scarface boy by the collar and threw him over.

Scar, who was rolling and crawling, reached Ciri's feet, and when he looked up, he thought that the chick who was standing still had been frightened by their vicious faces, and he couldn't help but be vicious, and the vicious dog pounced on him.

Ciri's body tilted, the pair of straight and round long legs turned around and kicked back beautifully, and the evil man with evil eyes only felt that his eyes were dark, his head was dizzy and swaying, and several broken teeth flew out of his mouth, and he smashed a wooden table in a circle.

"Hmph, useless thing, I really thought the witcher was this easy to deal with. Give me a clever point in the head melon, give me all the good guys, and don't give this woman any chance. ”

With his order, seven or eight wicked men no longer dared to take it lightly, and rushed towards Ciri with weapons as an encirclement.

"Oran, it's possible that she hasn't healed from her injuries yet, so if you don't make a move, I'll leave it to me." Yulia spoke to Oran, who was about to watch the battle with her hands folded on the sidelines. It is said that Ciri may not have healed from her injuries because he smelled the smell of alchemical potions from her body that day to treat internal injuries. So nine times out of ten, Ciri had been injured a lot before.

"Uh...... Of course, I don't need you to make a move, I just want to see how strong she is. Since you've said so, I'm certainly not going to sit idly by. ”

As soon as Orlan's words fell, Ciri was already fighting with those villains. Ciri is agile and athletic, and he can barely get a corner of his clothes when he walks between several people, as if he has a pair of eyes behind him, and he can dodge attacks from blind spots almost by feeling.

But Yulia was right, and as the pace of the battle gradually increased, Oran knew from Ciri's slightly disorganized breathing that the woman had indeed been injured before.

It seems that her identity is indeed not simple, and the origin of this group of guys who are chasing and killing seems to be extraordinary. Judging from the way they cooperate with each other, as well as their similar offensive routines, they must have received some training. This excludes the possibility of ordinary bandits and bandits coming to find trouble.

Seeing that the younger brothers had not been able to take down Ciri, the leader of the evil men planned to go into battle himself, so he danced a few maces and scolded and walked towards Ciri.

And how could Orlan let him go easily, although the injured Ciri now has no problem with a few miscellaneous soldiers, but if you add the shot of the person in front of you, I am afraid it will not be so easy to bargain. Even an outright defeat is not out of the question.

"Huh? Kid, aren't you going to huddle aside and watch everything quietly? Maybe you'll be able to suffer a little less, or maybe you'll want to save your companions, but you look so skinny, young people don't get carried away by impulse. Otherwise, you won't live long. ”

Before he could finish speaking, his large hand was already pinching Oran's chest, and it seemed that his favorite thing was to lift people up and smash them like garbage.

"Oh? You know so much, it seems that you used to be a person with a story. Isn't it that you were also a brave man full of enthusiasm and justice, yearning for freedom? But he was helplessly smoothed out by reality, and chose to bow to the evil forces between life and death? Say, tell your story, I've got good wine here! ”

Orlan finally found someone to "talk to", of course, it can't be solved at once, wouldn't it be too much fun.

"Hmmm! Well? You talk so much nonsense. The leader of the wicked men grabbed Oran's leather cuirass without lifting him, he snorted twice, and the strength of his arm gradually increased, but the man did not move at all. And the other party can even talk to him about a bunch of bullshit things in an idle manner.

"I can give you a chance to choose, you can choose to continue to be a lackey of the evil forces, or you can let go of the past and be a partner of justice. You have to know that in the mouth of the bard, a miscellaneous fish like you who likes to trouble the protagonist and die, will die a miserable death in the end, do you have this awareness? You can also tell who sent you, and I will let you go. ”

"Ah, shut up!"

The leader of the villains was already angry that he couldn't stand Orlan's "mental attack", and he gave up the urge to lift Oran up and smash something again, instead picked up the mace and smashed it down on Oran.

"Hey, it seems that with my mouth, I will only make the enemy fall into a state of rage in advance, and I can't learn the mouth of a soldier who surrenders without a fight."

Burst...... Unexpectedly, he smashed the head of the silver-haired boy in front of him like smashing a watermelon, and his mace was actually held in the hand of this kid. Then he finally pulled the weapon back, and looked at the iron nails inlaid on the big stick, and the wolf teeth were smashed bald, how thick is this kid's skin? I'm afraid it's not a monster in human skin.

"Ah...... I still want to evacuate quickly. The wicked man shouted.

Orlan almost didn't squirt out all the soup he just drank, how could these brainless trash fish be so witty under normal circumstances, shouldn't he continue to be iron-clad and the protagonist just a few more waves? Why are you thinking about escaping now? It seems that as he himself said, not being carried away by blood is the key to survival and longevity.

The younger brothers were fighting with a woman, and they already felt that they could enjoy the fruits of victory immediately, but the boss's roar was heard in their ears, and they still wanted them to escape! Is the boss crazy?

The wicked man who ran to the door knew that he was wise, and that he could afford to provoke the person who could flatten the mace? But before he could take the last step, the door that was close at hand had been blocked by the silver-haired smiling boy.

Orlan stretched out his right hand and lifted the waistband of the villain's pants, who was a few heads taller than himself. "You have been surrounded by me, put down your weapons, otherwise your old life will be in danger!"

A group of villains turned their heads to look at the boss who was "pinched" in his hands like a chicken and couldn't resist, their eyes almost stared at the ground, and they didn't know what to do for a while.

……

"Fight with him! Rescue the Boss! I don't know which excited little brother is enthusiastic.

"Kill him!" They must not watch the boss die.

At this time, the boss's heart was almost broken, how could he raise a group of such stupid subordinates.