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On the outskirts of the Dusk Mountains, on the edge of the forest near the official road, a great battle has just ended.

"Damn, it's a shame, two died."

The one who scolded and spoke was a thin, short middle-aged man with a long sword in his hand, and this man was one of the bear's right-hand men, the evil wolf.

Bad Wolf also received some Ranger training in his early years, and he did not improve much in his Ranger ability, but he was once a master of melee combat in a mercenary group, and was notoriously fierce.

In addition to the two corpses on the ground in front, there were several people tied up, most of them with fiery red hair, which was very conspicuous in the woodland. The men were well equipped, one of them was wearing half armor, all the people who were not dead had pieces of cloth stuffed in their mouths, and some of them were wounded and could only whine there. Next to them was a large luxury carriage that had fallen to the ground.

The evil wolf glanced at the fat middle-aged woman who was struggling and making the loudest noise, a touch of coldness flashed in his eyes, and he stepped on it fiercely.

"Be quiet." The wolf roared.

The obese middle-aged woman suddenly shrank there, her whole body trembled, she didn't dare to make a sound, and she didn't dare to move.

The people they caught this time were an old duchess couple from the Valais Kingdom, and this fat woman was the Duchess.

Because of the domestic coup, the duke escaped with his wife, intending to come to the Holy Griffin Empire to live in exile.

These down-and-out aristocrats are the best targets, they are equivalent to some rich vagabonds, without power in the country, they only have a noble title, just a false name. Even if it disappears, no one cares.

"Magic sword, hehe, it's the first time I've seen a magic sword. Aristocracy is wealthy, and it is rare to meet a down-and-out nobleman. ”

One of his subordinates took a magic two-handed giant sword, and with this sword, the strength was much greater.

"Don't mess with things, hand them in first, brothers rest assured, everyone can get it."

The evil wolf said that the news this time was provided by the brute bear, so according to the rules, the brute bear can get half of the property, and the slaves are still the same, counting heads.

"Okay."

The slave traders cheered loudly.

The wolf checked the storage bag, there were some gold dinars in it, this kind of gold coin has a high gold content, it is more widely used than the golden griffin, it is used in almost all countries, and it is basically a common currency.

One golden dinar can be exchanged for ten golden griffins, and this time it can be distributed.

Sure enough, the nobles are all treasure chests.

"It's a pity that among these people, only the old duke and his wife are An-Clossians, and each is worth a head, and the others are only a third of the heads, and if you add them, the total number of heads is less than four."

After searching the old duchess and his wife for a moment, the wolf tore off a black fastener on the old duke's chest, the wolf didn't know what it was, but the material looked very good, and the ornaments that the nobles liked might be worth some money.

"With so many things, it's a lot of money without a head."

After commanding his men to clean up the battlefield, the wolf walked towards a large tree in the distance while calculating the benefits of this time.

The brute bear is hiding over there, and only when there is an important action, the brute bear will come, both to supervise and to prevent accidents.

"Magical items, storage bags, beautiful trinkets, and gold dinars." The wolf handed everything to the brute bear, "The boss is really powerful, he can be on top for several years with this vote." ”

"The blood-headed man hasn't come back yet." The bear put away the rest and admired the magic two-handed greatsword.

"The babies are all out, and it's hard for us to track them down." The wolf shook his head, he knew that the brute wanted him to go and see it, but his strength in the Ranger was too weak, and he didn't want to go. "You know what I'm capable of."

"I knew I had a tracking dog last time."

The brute bear was a little annoyed, two tracking dogs, a wolf and a bloodhead, and last time for insurance, both of them were brought over.

"This bumper harvest is for the brothers to celebrate. Let's wait a few more days, those two little bunnies are Brad's apprentices, and it's a little hard to catch them in the forest. ”

The evil wolf can only say this, whether the blood head is in danger or not, it is not a big deal for him, he just needs to take care of his own people. But the brute bear cared, because the blood head and he were two of the brute's most powerful men.

The first person who died that time was a wolf man, and he still had some complaints if he didn't let him go. But after getting rid of today's duke, the wolf felt that he had earned it.

"Leave the two little ones to the bloodhead." The wolf couldn't help but think.

"Let's get the team up." The brute put away his magic two-handed greatsword and left first.

The wolf went back to command his men, first clearing the battlefield, and then taking all the captured people away and leaving the other way.

…………

In Barrington's 5th arrondissement, the Silver Crown Tavern on Pippen Street is frequented by high-level adventurers, wealthy people, and occasionally some disguised aristocrats, assassins and other figures, and this shop is usually the last to close in this district.

As the hours of the morning passed, the shopkeeper Damon saw off the last of the customers, and the tavern waiters left. He came to the back compound, and one room was his own suite.

A dark figure stood in the corner of the wall, and Damon noticed it as soon as he stepped into the compound, his hand reaching out at his waist, and a dark dagger appeared in his hand.

This dagger provides night vision, allowing him to see better in the dark, as well as being a sharp weapon of killing.

Although he hasn't gone out for a long time, his strength is still there, and he dares to sneak into his inner courtyard silently, and his strength is definitely not weak.

"Damon, it's me, Roger."

To Damon's surprise, there was not only one figure in the dark, but two, showing their figures at this time, one was a young man that Daemon was familiar with, and the other was a slender and slender elf girl.

"There is coffee and wine at the main entrance, why did you come in over the wall?"

Dimon was very surprised, he didn't expect it to be Roger, this young man would have such a strong strength? He didn't even notice it, apparently he saw the elf girl at first, but he still asked with an unchanged face.

"Some slave traders are following us." Roger shrugged, they arrived in Barrington, and they also came in over the walls, "They plan to catch us and sell us." ”

Roger had come to Daemon to hide Amira here, and it would be enough for him to kill the slave traders.

"Those poor people."

After the establishment of the Holy Griffin Empire, the slave trade here was strictly forbidden, and it is hard to imagine that there are still these desperate people. It is even more unimaginable that these people actually provoked an Assassin.

Dimon turned back to the hall of the tavern and teased, "Come and have a few drinks, suppress the shock." ”