The rich smell of blood is dissipating.

This kobold group is really too weak, and in the face of Rod's wolf-like men, they were killed in a few rounds. Especially after the kobold warlock of Gray Fang was killed, this group of guys who had already been defeated in their will to fight simply surrendered.

In the camp.

The corpses of kobolds were scattered all over the place, and the dark red blood stains and stumps were everywhere, and the strong smell of blood was likely to attract a group of beasts soon.

To say that the camp of this group of kobolds is also extremely careless.

Deep in this dense forest, there is the Iron Star Wood, which is a little harder than ordinary trees, but it is mainly after being soaked in herbs, and a certain composition in it changes, causing it to be as hard as steel.

Not to mention the strange shape of the fence of this group of kobolds, the low appearance can't withstand heavy blows at all, at most it can prevent some wild beasts from approaching.

There is no infrastructure in the camp, and the degree of dirt and messiness inside makes this group of rugged men unbearable.

"This hygienic situation! …… There is a high chance that it will cause a disease! ”

Rod picked up a piece of animal skin casually, gently wiped the short sword in his hand, and frowned.

"Everyone! Hurry up and get the slaves back! Light a fire when you go! Burn this stockade to the ground! ”

He commanded in a deep voice.

There is no need for this messy village to exist, just burn it down, as long as the surrounding trees are cleared to control the fire, this is already the easiest way to clean up.

"Boss!"

A relatively honest-looking adventurer came to Rhodes, and he said in a respectful whisper, "The statistics are out." ”

"In this battle, only five of our brothers were slightly wounded, and the kobolds died more than we can count. Sixteen pairs of leather armor, twenty-seven inferior swords, and some animal skins and belongings were found in the camp......"

Rod nodded slightly.

Rhodes didn't have much interest in the property here, although he was a poor man, but for this little money, he really didn't look down on it, but he was a little surprised by such a low casualty rate among his subordinates, and it seemed that this group of people was not considered scum.

"These slaves let Greyfang take care of it, take it back! The other property will be divided up with a charter! Rod said casually.

"Yes."

"In addition, let someone bring a group of tame slaves to get some of the Iron Star Wood here." Rod commanded again.

There was no suspense in the whole battle, the gap between the combat power of the two sides was a bit big, and Rhodes was just trying to verify a conjecture in his heart about this battle, he really didn't care about these things, so he handled it very hastily.

But the subordinates around him didn't dare to slack off, and they began to get busy one by one.

The kobold slaves were pale, and occasionally a few bared their fangs, and immediately a knight would come and whip them. These men also knew that these slaves were excellent laborers and precious possessions, and they only intended to teach them a lesson, and did not draw them to death.

Due to Rod's order, the whole camp was in a hurry, but under the strong suppression of the knights, everything was not much of a mess.

And just when everyone is busy.

Rhodes wandered around leisurely, but no one complained.

Just as Rhodes walked around to the back of the stockade.

Bang!

Suddenly, a dark shadow flew by and landed in front of him.

"Icasa?!"

Rod glanced at it in surprise, his body shook, and he rushed in one direction, and the short sword in his hand was instantly unsheathed.

Sonor!

"What a keen perception!"

A hoarse voice rang out.

"Humph!"

The corners of Rod's mouth hooked up a cold arc, and he softly spit out two words: "Even split!" ”

Bang Bang Bang!

I saw that the hand holding the short sword turned into an afterimage, countless cold rays flashed, and the storm slashed into one place, and the sword momentum was like a mountain pressing down, not giving the enemy the slightest respite.

Rumble!

"Ahem! …… What a terrible explosiveness! ”

A looming black shadow staggered and appeared on a large tree not far from Rhodes.

The black figure was very embarrassed, and was slashed a few times by Rhodes's sword momentum, and his breath was a little unstable.

"Assassins? Wrong! …… The smell is kind of interesting! …… Who are you? Rod flicked his short sword and looked at the figure not far away with a playful expression.

The figure cast a jealous gaze, revealing a strange badge.

Rhodes frowned at the sight of the badge.

"Shadow Society?!"

He glanced away at the badge and frowned at the looming humanoid shadow. As a swordsman who had traveled most of Ash's journey, Rhodes was no stranger to the powerful Shadow Society, and the guy in front of him didn't seem to be the group of cold killer assassins he remembered. The main thing is that there is a very strange smell on the other party, which is the smell of alchemy.

"You killed this person? What do you mean, and why did you throw his head at me? ”

Rod looked expressionlessly at the black shadow he had just thrown to the ground, it was a head.

It was the head of Meteor Knight Icassa.

"That weird bug is at your disposal!"

The Shadow Society's killer spoke hoarsely, a question, but in a positive tone.

Rod didn't speak, just coldly locked onto the figure.

"I'm here on behalf of Titus, Lord of Weststream." The figure's words dispelled the killing intent in Rod's heart.

Now is not the time to offend Titus.

"What does he want?" Rod asked with a frown.

"No, no, no."

The figure laughed, and said in an inexplicable tone, "I'm afraid you won't be able to meet the city lord's request." ”

The implication.

Rod's strength and power really can't get into the eyes of Titus.

"You just made a wise choice! And I'm just adding to your choice. ”

The man looked up and threw out an object, then said, "Three days later, the city of Xiliu." ”

Rod frowned, reached out and took it, glancing at what he was holding, it was a bloody invitation.

this thing.

It must have been found on Icassa's body.

"You deserve it! You made your choice, so I sent this invitation...... Interesting swordsman, maybe we'll meet again later. The figure said faintly.

Immediately, the figure gradually faded away, and what made Rod frown was that in several directions around him, there was also a group of people's aura disappearing at the same time.

At that time.

There are at least ten Shadow Society killers around Rhodes.

"Invitation ......"

Rod smiled faintly.

Looks.

If he had agreed to Viscount Nawinton's terms, he would have received this invitation from Icasa.

Merely.

It's still the same invitation, but it's just a halfway through the Shadow Society's hand.

The meaning here is a little different.

Receiving the invitation from Viscount Winton and from the Shadow Society, I am afraid that there are some problems with taking sides.