"They're coming!"

In front of the window at the end of the corridor on the second floor of the apartment building, a businessman lowered the curtain, looked hesitantly at the female professional standing behind him, and said, "Your Excellency, what should I do now?" ”

It was the richest slave trader in the city of Mystrono who spoke, but in front of the female professionals in black cloaks and black armor, he spoke cautiously, trying to slow down his breathing, and his emotions were very nervous.

Roger never imagined that he would one day meet the lord of Santil Castle, the supreme commander of the army of Santil Castle, Celul Black Hope.

She is the right-hand man of the supreme lord of the Santarin Society, managing the headquarters of the Santarin Society, and handling the daily affairs of the headquarters, so you can imagine how much trust she has gained from the supreme lord Fu Zor.

But this is such a high-level organization, and he actually appeared quietly in Mistrono City. Roger remembered what His Excellency Celul had told him not long ago, and he was still a little confused.

When, when was the Santarim Society going to deal with a Holy Presence, and actually wanted His Excellency Luer to come in person? Roger didn't dare to ask more, but silently passed the orders of the organization to the merchants of the slave market, and the Holy Presence entered the market and was met with a cold reception. The slave owners ignored him, and there was an unwelcoming atmosphere throughout the market.

"They found out ...... me?"

Serul didn't immediately respond to the slave trader, her eyes looked through the window, looking at the priest and the two loli who were gradually approaching outside, her dark pupils flickered, and she whispered, "No. ”

She was asking herself questions, then turned her head to look at Roger, a slave trader with an embarrassed and panicked face. His voice turned cold and he said, "What are you hiding in this house that interests them?" ”

"I don't know." Roger waved his hand repeatedly. Stared at by the female Dark Guard of the Hero rank. He was in a cold sweat.

"Do what you can, stop them and don't let them achieve anything." Celul coldly dropped a sentence and disappeared into the corridor of the apartment building, the crisp sound of armor and swords clashing with it.

Roger wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, knowing that Serul might have left temporarily through a teleportation prop. This was an order personally issued by the lord of Santil Fort, and Roger, as a member of the Santalin Society, certainly did not dare to disobey it.

There was hatred in his eyes. Roger yelled at his thugs as he walked downstairs. There was no shortage of professionals under the slave owner's command, and when Charles approached the apartment building with Thea and Leila, he was stopped by a group of mercenaries with unscrupulous faces.

"Get out of here!"

The leader of the mercenaries, a stocky human with a two-handed hammer, spat at the ground, and did not ask Charles why he was visiting, but opened his mouth with a vicious roar.

Now Charles is even more certain that an invisible hand of darkness is targeting him!

Fortunately, this is the slave market in the lowest part of the city, and there is no such thing as order. Even with the arrival of the Elven guards, Charles was able to leave the Elven Prison unharmed by virtue of his title of 'Guardian'.

"I want to buy a batch of slaves......" Charr said. But the movements of his hands were not slow at all, summoning the shield of the mountains and the corrupt chain flail, and rushing into the group of mercenaries with the momentum of a tiger entering the flock.

"Up—"

The mercenary leader shouted viciously, beckoning the mercenary members next to him.

These mercenaries were obviously not ruffians who could only fight in the streets, and after the mercenary leader gave the order, the warriors quickly took the front, while the rangers and wanderers retreated to the back row.

Several windows of the apartment building were smashed open at the same time, and at least a dozen archers stood behind the windows and aimed their bows at Charles, and those who were confident in their archery skills had even shot arrows, ready to snipe Charles in the crowd.

However, this level of firepower is a small threat to the Charr at best. You must know that after the advancement, his double resistance has increased significantly, although before the level of the 'Devout Prayer' was not raised to lv10 and the [Secret Method Fusion] supernatural ability was obtained, the resistance increase of the 'Devout Prayer' did not seem to be too noticeable, but relying on the Adamantite Heavy Armor and the Shield of the Mountains on his body, Charles was enough to ignore the attacks of some low-level mercenaries.

"[Crush Strike]!"

Rushing into the crowd, Charles swung the chain flail is an iron star flow move, the heavy black chain flail carried a whistling sound of breaking the air, and smashed on the two mercenaries holding shields close to each other, and in an instant, the people turned on their backs, and the shield warriors who had lowered their center of gravity and put on a defensive posture screamed and rolled out on their backs, knocking down many mercenaries behind them, and the steps in front of the apartment building were in chaos.

The mercenaries, who were still menacing a moment ago, saw the two shield warriors being smashed by the chain hammer, lying under the steps, the big wooden shield was shattered and the breastplate was dented, and their faces were filled with fear.

This is just a group of ordinary aboriginal professionals with no template at level 10, and they are not as threatening as wild monsters. Charles calmly walked among the scattered mercenaries and strode up the steps.

Suddenly there was a cold wind from behind, the mercenary leader was a lv20 elite warrior, he shouted in a low voice, and smashed down with a giant hammer in both hands, and Charles held the shield sideways to catch this battle move steadily, and his backhand was a chain flail sweep.

The 'Blight' enchantment is activated!

When the flail hit the mercenary leader, a black aura wrapped around him, and in the blink of an eye, the mercenary leader retreated in panic, and the giant hammer in his hand fell to the ground. His arms were covered with green blisters, some of which had burst open, oozing foul-smelling pus, and the mercenaries around him covered their mouths and noses and stepped back, looking at the mercenary leader like a plague god.

The mercenary leader is dead. Even if there is a priest in the lower tier who is willing to exorcise the disease for him, the first tier of the 'Blight' debuff is not something that the low-level priest can dispel.

Swish. Thea and Leila landed on the steps, each taking the initiative to take Charles' hand. By this time, Charles had put away his flail and shield and walked into the apartment building.

There was a sofa in the hall on the ground floor, and the floor was covered with a woolen carpet, and the slave trader Roger sat on one of the sofas, staring at Charles who broke in with a gloomy face, and said, "What the hell do you want to do?" ”

"I'll do business with you." Charles naturally sat across from the slave owner, not polite at all, as if this was his territory.

The corner of Roger's eyes twitched slightly, obviously suppressing the anger in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "Get out of here, Holy Presence, you are not welcome in my chamber of commerce!" ”

Seeing the aborigine's reaction, Charles was even more convinced that he had a ghost in his heart, so he didn't dare to lift the table, so he simply showed his edge, and his face turned cold and said, "You have a slave here that I am interested in." ”

As he spoke, Charles smiled and said, "Lady Fortune Woking told me that this business has to be done. (To be continued.) )