Section 49 On the Eve of the Assassination I.
The early autumn afternoon seems a little sluggish, especially in the deserted land, and this boring feeling of depression can easily make people sleepy. But Zink didn't dare to nap, as a trainee recruit in the Lord's Guard, he was destined to do more work and get paid less.
"But it's nothing, once I become a regular member of the Lord's Guard, I'll be much better." Zink adjusted his posture and used the grass to cover himself better. The afternoon sun was lazy, and the wind came from the forest, with a hint of unease.
"It's a fucking good time to sleep." Shinke yawned, looked up at the figure on the tree trunk, and thought with a hint of malice in his heart: "If only this pig had fallen while sleeping, at such a height, it would have to break a leg." β
Unfortunately, Zink's curse seems to have no effect, and as a veteran, Jamal clearly knows how to be lazy, and even if he sleeps in an outrageous position, he will cling to the thick trunk of a tree so that he does not let himself fall.
It was a boring afternoon. Zinke thought to himself, who knows if the witch will come out of the forest? The idea of having us wait out of the forest was a terrible oneβexcept that the person who gave the order was Captain Drew of the Lord's Guard, and Zink could only criticize it in his heart. You know, in the stories about witches that Zink has heard, these unkempt creatures are always mysteriously accompanied by spiders and toads, and they are haunted by the ghosts that make people scream when they see a normal person - such people that Zink would rather never meet in his own life.
Obviously, if Duran knew what was in his mind, he would probably be kind enough to give him a science about the difference between a witch of the Anzedi and a wizard of the White Tower. Of course, whether the latter is willing to appreciate it is another matter.
There was a slight stirring in the grass in the distance, and Zink didn't dare to slack off, and shouted in a low voice: "Hey, Jamal, Jamal, wake up, something seems to be wrong." β
However, Zink's efforts were doomed to be in vain, and the veteran slept like a dead pig, unable to wake up no matter how much he screamed. Zink was a little anxious, and just wanted to climb the tree to shout, but the sound of footsteps in the jungle became clearer and clearer.
"Damn, it can't really be that witch, right?" Zink swallowed, he calmed down and buried himself deep in the grass.
He could only hope that the person who came was just an ordinary hunter, or that the other party hadn't found Jamal sleeping dead in the tree.
"It's coming......" Zink, who was lying in the grass, grabbed his weapon tightly, not daring to let it out.
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Turn a corner, away from the shadow of the last mushroom that obscures the sky, and the exit of the forest is close in sight.
"It's not a perfect journey." Duran casually summed up. They walked out of the forest in twos and threes, and at this moment, Simodo suddenly tilted his head and grinned at everyone, but his voice was very low: "Maybe there are two wild cats hiding in the corner." β
Kate and Eregar both looked dazed, and Ironhide immediately added, "Poor disguise, the smell of humans is too easy to distinguish." β
"My lord, what are we going to do?" Simodo asked.
Duran thought for a moment: "It's just a rookie, I care more about the people behind them." There are not many people wearing regular leather armor in this area, and there are ten ** Lord Guards in White Sands Town. β
Kate's face changed: "You mean that there are people from the Lord Guard who are eyeing us?" β
Duran motioned for everyone to continue walking, and he lowered his voice and said, "Don't be so nervous, the Lord Guard is nothing to fear." Maybe he's not targeting us, but I don't mind cleaning up his minions before I take out Andrew. β
Dulan, a member of the Lord's Guard in White Sands, already knew that although these guys were real humans, they had done a lot of bad things for Andrew. They oppress civilians and pride themselves on the dragon's blood infused with them, and they see the dragon's blood contract as a pride, not a curse.
These people are innocent, and Duran didn't plan to let them go completely, since they took the initiative to find the door first, they might as well piggyback on them to deal with them first.
As an important means of maintaining the brutal rule of the Dragonman Empire, the Dragonblood Contract has played many dishonorable roles in Ruha's years of rule. The high-level dragon blood contract is that the dragonman or even the dragon itself injects its own vital blood into the human body, as the basis of the contract, on the one hand, it can greatly improve the combat ability and bloodline talent of the human being, and on the other hand, after injecting the dragon's blood, the human must completely obey the orders of the dragonman or the dragon. And if the dragonman who signed the dragon's blood contract dies, the subordinates on the other side of the contract will also lose their lives within seven days. This cruel contract undoubtedly outrages most of humanity, but a few careerists who want to gain great power, or those who want to get close to the dragonman society to improve their lives, are eager to do so, believing that it is a matter of pride to receive dragon blood, and that their descendants will have a certain chance of becoming dragonmen, thus completely improving their social status in the dragonman empire.
High-level dragon blood contracts can greatly improve the combat effectiveness of human beings, such as the Empire's famous Blood Oath Legion, most of these brave and warlike knights have accepted the true dragon blood, so their combat effectiveness is very strong; The low-level dragon blood contract only has constraints, and even if it improves personal combat ability, it is better than nothing. And the dragon blood contract obtained by these people from the Lord Guard of White Sands Town obviously belonged to the latter - Andrew himself was just a gold-rank mage, and his bloodline was not pure, and the dragon blood he could provide was naturally inferior.
"Then I'll kill them." Seamodo eagerly lifted the greatsword.
Duran stopped him: "It's too much trouble, it's better to wait until they get together, and we'll catch them all." Aha, I remember there was a little valley not far to the east, just enough to give them a ride. Based on their footsteps and the speed of their build-up, they should not be able to catch up with us before reaching the valley. Erica, do you have any questions? β
The sorceress shook her head, "Just do what you say, though I don't understand what happened." β
"Very well, let's go." Duran easily reversed course and walked towards the valley of his memory, complaining about the poor technique of the soldier who was lying in ambush in the grass and the other fool who slept on the trunk of a tree with a big grin.
I suppressed it for a few times before I couldn't help but pull you out with my crossbow...... I hope you guys can move quickly. Duran thought happily, and he couldn't wait to show off his rapidly increasing prowess.
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"Hell hell......" Looking at the pace of the group in the distance, Zink couldn't help but wipe a handful of sweat, he still couldn't suppress the tremor of his hands. God, what do I see? An ogre! There's also a guy who knows to be very strong at first glance, his muscles are almost catching up with Captain Drew, and his weapon is actually such a big giant sword, I'm afraid I can't lift it with both hands! And the sorceress, who looks exactly like the portrait, and this group of people is not something I can provoke. β
Seeing Duran and his party walking far away, Zink immediately climbed up the branch and woke up Jamal: "Wake up, Jamal, the wizard, the wizard has appeared." β
Jamal looked angry: "Zink, I'm afraid you haven't eaten enough fists, right?" β
With a depressed face, Zink whispered, "I saw with my own eyes, that wizard just walked past here!" β
"Then why don't you catch her?" Jamal was even more dissatisfied: "Don't you always show off your guts and force? Is a witch just you? β
Zink cried with a sad face: "She has accomplices!" That's a lot of people, and by the way, there's an ogre! β
"Witches, accomplices? Still ogres? Jamal scoffed: "I think it's probably because you're hallucinating, young man, get a good night's sleep, I wish you a beautiful dream." β
"Hey, Jamal, I swear by my last name, everything I say is true!" Xinke was anxious: "If the captain's order is delayed, I'm afraid the two of us will not be able to eat and walk around!" β
Under the intimidation of Zink, the confused veteran oily man came to his senses a little, and he turned over and skillfully jumped to the top of the tree, looking into the distance.
The plains to the north of the mushroom forest can be seen as far as the eye can see.
"One, two, three, four, five, six...... No, it's not six, it's five people, and there's a little lizard-like thing. Damn*, it's a* wizard! Jamal jumped off the branch and shouted to Zink, "Go and inform the captain and the others, I'll follow them first, and remember to let [White Spot] smell my socks." β
With that, he pulled a sock out of his boot and tossed it to Zink, then quickly and deftly followed.
"Are you sure this thing [white spots] will smell?" Zinke forced himself to pick up the socks with the stench.
"Fuck off, he doesn't know that the captain will tear him up."
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