Call.

After pondering the changes in his important retinue, Charles wanted to turn around and return to Arabe, spending a lot of money to hire a few more exemplars as escorts, and then set out on his way.

But just think about it. Charles is still willing to trust Mahi for the time being, after all, she has not made any substantive moves to hurt herself, if she is innocent and suspicious of personal NPCs, and is suspicious all day long, Charles feels that what kind of travel, what adventure, just give up, and focus on Gong Dou to devote himself to politics.

"Cathy, come down!"

After thinking clearly, Charles simply ignored the small red word "chaos", turned to look at the sorceress sitting on horseback, and scolded sternly.

It seemed that she hadn't yet adapted to the personable pastor friend before, and the aristocratic girl who had changed to her senior's identity jumped off her horse in a hurry, standing in front of him with a short breath.

"Draw your sword—"

Charles put away the flail and raised his hand to the two orc scouts on the grass who had not completely lost their breath, this was the remnant of the soldiers left behind when he waved the flail, intending to let the noble girl see blood.

"Kill them!" Charles said in a low tone, "There can be no hesitation! They are orcs, and many innocent people have died at their hands on the flat ground...... To be merciful to the orcs is to be cruel to oneself. Kill! ”

Cathy obediently pulled out the long sword he hung at his waist, and carefully walked up to the orc scout who was still panting, his arm trembling very noticeably.

"There must be no hesitation in the hand holding the sword...... It doesn't matter if the sword is aimed at the enemy or at the former partner. Charles suddenly walked up behind Cathy, clasped the girl's trembling hands with his palms like iron pincers, and pointed the sharp tip of his sword at himself and at the orcs on the ground.

"Poof"

Strike hard.

The blade of the sword pierced directly into the skull from the orc's fragile eye sockets, and blood splattered on the girl's leather boots.

Bang. Cathy felt like the world was spinning. He fell backwards, but fell on the erection of his armor. When Charles left the city, he naturally changed into the 'Eagle Feather Armor', this heavy armor enveloped his whole body, and the girl who fell on his chest only felt cold and pain, but did not have the slightest warmth.

He looked down at Cathy's pale face and the heaving chest under the witch's robes. With a blank face, Charles pulled out a magic scroll, and the target selected his teammates, shaking his hand to activate.

"[Calm the mind] (Second Ring)!"

The scroll emitted a faint golden light, and the girl, whose brain was blank, felt as if her whole person had been reborn, and the previous horror disappeared, and the vomit that was almost squeezing out of her throat disappeared out of thin air.

"Thank you." Kahy, who felt much better, looked back and thanked him.

"No, I've prepared a lot of ...... for such scrolls," Charles smiled, revealing a mouthful of white teeth. Hearing this, Cathy was spinning again.

A lot.

There are many magic scrolls for [Calm the Mind].

"He did it on purpose?" Cathy's breasts, which had just seen the scale, rose and fell significantly. More and more, she felt that her pastor friend was like a demon.

The Second Ring Divine Scroll is neither expensive nor cheap, with 200 gold coins each, which is difficult for the average player to accept. Because there are more cost-effective magic potions.

Of course, for Charles, money is not a problem, and it is inevitable that the body will be resistant to medicine after drinking too much medicine, so the night before his departure, he secretly patronized the major hidden shops in the imperial capital. He bought a lot of scrolls that he thought were necessary.

It doesn't matter if the backpack space is full, there are also storage bags made by the Aborigines. For security issues. Shire has always been stingy with investment.

"Go on!" Charles shoved Cathy out of the way, pointing at another orc scout crawling on the grass.

This time, he no longer helped the aristocratic girl, and watched coldly from a distance of a few meters. After all, Cathy has Carol's blood in her body, and according to the old witch Mary, the professionals from the 'purifier' institution of the Exorcist Hall are a group of crazy people with murderous genes. Historically, there have been many 'purifiers' who could not control their desire to kill and became depraved cultists.

This is confirmed by Cathy's actions.

As if to show Charles, or because of his unyielding disposition, Keshti walked towards the still crawling orc scouts, first stabbing them in the back. When the orc rolled over and wailed, it was another sword, and the blade of the sword went down the eye socket and sank into the orc's head.

Poof.

Drawing her sword neatly, Cathy's delicate body trembled slightly, but it was not obvious, she turned around with the blood-dripping sword, bit her lower lip and stared at Charles, and asked, "How is it?" ”

His voice was not opened because of nervousness, and he was a little dry.

"Yes." Charles nodded slightly, but still turned over his hand and took out another [Calm Mind] scroll, and chose Cathy to enable.

Divine magic can instantly calm the negative emotions in the heart of the noble girl, and Charles has no time to comfort Cathy with words, so he has prepared the most direct and rude, which can be called a money-burning method.

Ordinary orc scouts naturally don't drop any rare things, the scout captain has just reached level 10 and contributed a pair of green wolfskin bracers, Charles looked at the bracers and threw them into a garbage storage bag, and then ordered Cathy: "You go and touch the other 11 corpses, whether they are silver or copper coins, pick them up." ”

"Oh."

Cathy could only hold back his nausea and crouched down on a shattered orc corpse that emitted a strong body odor, looking for the loot.

A moment later, the three-man team set off again.

The war horse did not run, but walked smoothly at a faster pace, Cathy sat on the horse's back, her long golden hair was blown away by the wind of the prairie, and some of them were clumped on the side of her face because of sweat stains, but she received the order to count, she didn't care about her own appearance, took out a small bag of blood oozing blood, and counted the blood-stained coins in it one by one.

"Go to Fort Danger, then cross the mountain path that you have traveled once to the ...... of Tifanton."

Charles also sat on the back of a steady horse, took out a homemade hand-drawn map and stared at the morning sun, staring at the black lines representing the route on it, with a solemn expression.

He knew exactly what it meant to encounter orc scouts on the outskirts of Arabe.

The Stormhorn Mountains weren't what they were two months ago, and even two months ago, he had barely made it through the trail after the Lionheart's ass.

Now there are three people in the team, one of them is a Yaling Warlock who has no combat power for the time being, the other is an NPC follower with an unknown state, and the third person is him.

Although his level and overall strength have been turned upside down compared to two months ago, it is good for him to say that Charles is not afraid of orcs at all, but with the addition of oil bottles and potential demonic threats, he must be ten thousand cautious.

"Let's go to Dangerous Rock Fort first, it's a big detour." Charles put away his map and looked back at the end of the prairie.

The ancient city of Arabe had shrunk into a tiny spot in its field of vision, and the faint shadow of the mountains in front of it had been removed, and it was surrounded by meadows.

"Woo......"

After another two or three kilometers to the northeast, a desolate trumpet suddenly resounded through the grassland.

Enemy encountered! (To be continued......)

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