Ahh

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"Hillbilly?" The smile on the corner of Hawke's mouth suddenly cocked, looking at the white and tender face, he walked forward gently, shaking his wrist slightly, and before the people around him could react, he instantly pulled over!

"Smack-"

A crisp slap was instantly thrown by Hawke to the young man in front of him, the disdain on the young man's face did not fade, and the corners of his mouth still carried the mocking meanness, Hawke actually aimed at the white and handsome little face, and slapped it with a fierce backhand, the twitching force was so great that it even made a clear slap mark appear on the left and right faces!

This represents the anger of the common people, and a certain spirit from Hawke, although he is not from a noble background, it does not mean that the pride in his bones can be despised by others!

"You... You..."

The boy stumbled back a few steps, covered his already red and swollen face, widened his eyes, looked at Hawke who was still walking slowly towards him in disbelief, and said in a trembling voice: "You dare to hit me... You... Do you know who my father is?! ”

"Oh, that's really a pity..."Hawk still had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, but the movements of his feet did not show any peace at all, and he raised his leg and kicked hard at the lower abdomen wearing thin chain mail: "I really don't know." ”

"Bang-"

With a kick, Hawke kicked the boy out more than a meter away, fell heavily to the ground, and rolled on the ground in embarrassment. This is still when Hawk keeps his hand, otherwise the power of the game system's amplification can even kick him four or five meters away!

Hawke, who has increased the three bloodlines of Nords, Redguards, and Imperials, can be said to be simply the most qualified warrior, whether it is Nords or Redguards, they are all famous warrior races in the game, and even if they are Imperials, they who have established a powerful empire in the game, how can they be so weak?!

And it also has the mysterious mod bloodline of "Alduin's Blood", but some of the abilities that give Hawke are increased, whether it is physical flexibility, bone strength, or physical recovery speed, strength, agility and consciousness, there is a big increase.

What's more, there are memories of the previous life here, not to mention a child, even if he is a real warrior, as long as it is not the kind of person who has been killed by the sea of corpses and blood, and the quasi-knight who has comprehended the seeds of fighting spirit, I am afraid that Hawke is also holding a sword in his hand, and he is not afraid at all!

"Oh oh, what's going on?"

With such a loud noise, several militiamen around who were practicing swordsmanship with wooden swords suddenly turned their heads to this side, and even a few archers on the wooden wall leaned against the wall with a little interest, holding their chests and shaking their heads at each other.

Obviously, they have seen a lot of this kind of thing, and it may be that they have experienced it themselves, after all, the thirteen-year-old boy in the entire miner town has arrived, and one or two hundred people are here, and it is obviously impossible to have some contradictions.

But it's also a great time for some kind of recreation, especially when it comes to watching the young ones fight over some little thing. As for whether things will make a big fuss, this is not something for them to consider, because in the barracks not far away, there are already instructors who are watching all this coldly through the window!

"How dare you hit me... How dare you hit me..."

The boy struggled to get up, his originally handsome face was already red and swollen with the appearance of two handprints, even the long golden hair tied up in silk and carefully trimmed had been scattered, and was scattered on the fine chain mail stained with mud, and the handsome and upright haughty appearance before was no longer gone.

Still, he barely stood up, spat out the blood in his mouth, and opened his eyes to look at Hawke, with unconcealable hatred and a certain humiliation: "I'm going to kill you, hillbilly!" ”

As a teenager from a squire family, although he does not have the noble blood of a real aristocratic background, he is definitely not the group of miners-born hillbillies in the town, who can be compared, especially his father, who is working for the respected Viscount Lane!

The mixture of humiliation and hatred was already blinding him, and looking at the way Hawke walked towards him, his right hand actually pulled out his apprentice knight's sword directly, and the slender blade of the sword slid through the silver-plated scabbard, making a "buzzing" sound.

The sharp blade was aimed at Hawke, and the young man glared at him through gritted teeth, and his bruised and swollen face could no longer show the slightest arrogance and confidence, but like a desperate thief, his eyes widened and roared: "Kneel down at me, hillbilly! Humble hillbilly! ”

"Hmm... He drew his sword. ”

More than thirty or forty militiamen had gathered around, but they were all leaning against the corner of the wall and holding their chests to watch the scene, occasionally talking and laughing with each other in whispers, but they did not stop it, but there was no loud noise and commotion.

But seeing that the young man had already drawn his sword, they all frowned slightly, glanced at each other, and involuntarily glanced at the barracks building not far away, obviously looking at what would happen inside, but what surprised them was that the wooden door of the barracks was not opened, and not even a voice or an order came out.

"I don't think you understand what's going on."

Hawke still had a smile on his face, even if he was pointed at by the practice knight's thin sword that had already opened the front, he just looked at the young man indifferently, with a certain smile on his face, but in the eyes of others, it was like a demon's grin.

Gently taking off his shield with his backhand, Hawke didn't pull out the infantry dagger at his waist, but just watched the young man stretch out his fist and shook his wrist slightly: "I'll beat you as cute as those pig-headed orcs!" ”

With the various abilities and physique of the game system, even if the young man in front of him is holding a weapon, even if Hawk just gets close to a heavy shield blow, he can directly make this arrogant young man lie on the ground for half a day and can't get up!

"The god of light is above, Hawke, that's enough."

Pete swallowed and spat at the back, looking at the squire boy who had been beaten with red and swollen cheeks, and John suddenly stepped forward, and one of them held Hawke's hand and whispered eagerly: "We can't afford to mess with the squire." ”

Although the squire is not a nobleman, or even a quasi-nobleman, for the commoners, they are still high-ranking squires, they have their own large fields or a few shops, or have good knowledge and ability, and they still symbolize a certain nobility different from the commoners.

"No, no, no, I think that a guy who can draw his sword against his comrades-in-arms who can rely on each other and fight in unity with each other in the future has no place to stop."

Gritting his teeth, the smile on Hawke's face slowly decreased, and he gently twisted to break free of the hands of the two, but it made Pete and John's faces change slightly, because of the huge force that came, even the two of them couldn't even grasp Hawke's hand hard, and even felt as weak as wrestling with a calf!

"God of Light, such a powerful force..."

Both of them couldn't help but sigh in their hearts, you must know that the two of them used a lot of strength just now, in order to be afraid that Hawke would overreact, and just now Hawke was only a slight shock, and that kind of power just now made the two of them unable to firmly grasp his arm, this is simply not an ordinary strength, it is simply comparable to the sum of the strength of the two of them!

The surrounding militia had also watched this scene coldly, especially watching the young man draw his sword, they were even more disdainful, although the people of Miner Town had a fearless surname like ore, it didn't mean that they liked this type of comrade-in-arms.

Especially a guy who pretends to be arrogant because of his identity, and after being flattened, he has to pull out his sword angrily, as Hawke said, how can this kind of person be a comrade-in-arms?! In contrast, all the militiamen looked at Hawke with some affirmation and praise.

And the militia here, to be honest, are mostly civilians and free people in the countryside, even if they are from landlord families, most of them are not the eldest sons, and they are quite disgusted by the obviously derogatory word hillbilly!

"I am Edward, and I am the son of a noble gentleman!"

Edward, who was wearing thin chain mail, gasped, clenched his apprentice knight's sword, and said something to himself, but as if he was adding courage to himself, anger and humiliation had filled his little head, glaring at Hawke, but this kind of gaze that was obviously only issued by the weak made Hawke a little disdainful.

However, seeing the obvious disdain on Hawke's face, Edward was obviously even more angry, humiliation mixed with this angry feeling, almost inexplicably turned into hatred, his red and swollen face was hideous, and suddenly let out an angry roar: "I'm going to kill you!" Mean hillbilly! ”