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Crook swept his gaze over several of his former companions in the tent with disdain: "Betrayal? If you want to talk about betrayal, it's you Hakis too! You old bastard is going to sell the caravan to someone else. ”

"What is it called selling to others! It's just a swap for my share of the Ivy Chamber of Commerce. This matter was previously agreed upon by everyone at the time of the shareholders' meeting. Mr. Harkis didn't seem to have any intention of going to war immediately, "And don't forget, the reason why our caravan has been able to go so smoothly over the years is because of its backing to the Ivy Chamber of Commerce. ”

At this moment, even in this spring season, Bonet, who was still wearing a fur hat, gritted his teeth and shouted: "Don't say this so high-sounding. Harkis, you're just looking for a comfortable place to retire. As for those of us who accompanied you from birth to death, we have long been forgotten! ”

"I've given you everything I owe to you! Not to mention the salaries and dividends below these years, the shares of the caravan alone are enough for you to have no worries about food and clothing for your life. "To put it bluntly, you insatiable creatures want me to hand over the caravan to you when I leave." And what about the money! What about the money to buy my shares! It's just a bunch of bastards who want to empty their gloves and white wolves. ”

I finally understood what was going on. Why is this so much like a gluttonous feast for dividing countries and enterprises? Only by bankrupting the debts of the company's operation can those 'capable' leaders buy it cheaply! This thought suddenly flashed through Barrett's mind, but then he was shocked: 'What is a state-owned enterprise?' When was the feast of the partition? Damn it. How could there be so many things in my head that I had never heard of? ’

After a brief distraction. Barrett immediately turned his attention again. Turned back to the situation at hand. After eliminating the sudden extra information in his head, he had considerable doubts about the "farce" in front of him.

"Farce" you read it right, in Barrett's mind, the quarrel between the members of the caravan in front of him is a "farce". At this time, the correct thing to do should be to ignore the three seven twenty-one first, and then control the few guys in front of you.

In the war between countries, both sides need to occupy the name of righteousness. This is often due to the fact that the war lasts for a long time and there needs to be sufficient reasons to reassure the people. But now that the winner can be decided in a moment, how can there be that kind of demand!

Of course, this kind of thinking arises entirely because Barrett, as an outsider, does not understand the relationship between the middle and high-level of these caravans in front of him. People are not grass and trees, who can be ruthless. These aborigines in front of us are companions who were born and died together.

Even now, whether it is Mr. Harkis or Mr. Sandiford, they may still have the luck that the other party can repent! Sometimes intelligent beings are so easily blinded by emotion.

Barrett, who seemed to feel that something was wrong with the situation, immediately frowned: "It seems that neither Mr. Harkis nor Mr. Sandiford seem to intend to delve into the appearance of these four people in front of them!" Damn, what do you want us to do here? It won't be a shock to put on a show! ’

Obviously, in Barrett's opinion, the battle in front of him is eighty percent unfought. But at this moment, Ike, who had been silent, suddenly opened his big mouth and looked up to the sky and roared.

From the other party's constantly vibrating throat, an unusually sharp and poignant sound was vented. It was as if the man's throat and mouth had been transformed into a metal cylinder, and the cloud-masked fuel exploded violently in the midst of it.

It was a very abrupt sound. In an instant, the tent was crumbling, and the curtain at the exit was flying up and down at this time. In the meantime, players. I felt as if I had been hit by a sledgehammer in the chest, and I suddenly felt like I was suffocating.

Immediately afterwards, everyone present seemed to hear a sharp explosion, which suddenly emerged from the depths of their respective hearts. Later, it has a tendency to spread to the brain and limbs.

The tenacious spiritual barrier in this stormy ocean is like a reef that has not changed for thousands of years, and I will not move in the face of the monstrous waves outside. At the same time, the strong body immediately tightened the muscles of the whole body under the resonance of this blunt knife. The muscular armor that envelops the whole body is the best soundproof cushion, fully protecting the relatively weak organs in the body.

"The aborigines Ike freed ??? The sound wave is related to ?? attack, the player's will immunity begins to be determined...... Tenacity Waiver Begins to Determine ......"

"Will Waiver Succeeds, Shock Effect Fails! The second volitional immunity begins to be determined ......"

"Will Waiver Succeeded, Stun Effect Failed......"

"Tenacity Immunity Successful, 8 (halved) Sonic Damage you take ......"

Even the will, and body, were successfully exempted from this astonishing sonic offensive. But this kind of impact of internal and external integration still made Barrett feel nauseous and dizzy.

Faced with the sudden attack of those betrayers, Barrett endured the discomfort and kicked the low table in front of him directly. The wooden table, which swirled in mid-air, flew towards the roaring Icke. It's as if it's going to be embedded in the other person's face in a moment.

However, although Barrett successfully resisted the astonishing cry of life, not all of his remaining companions were able to resist it.

The noodles, which have disappeared without a trace, are in the "You have fallen into the shock, the dizziness effect. The system prompt sound appeared in front of everyone again. Under the air flow of the green grass bending the joystick, the halfling wanderer, who was originally holding a crossbow and ready to be on standby, suddenly felt that his eyes were black, and his whole body became shaky.

At this time, Noodle only felt that his consciousness was blocked in endless darkness. And when the voice "You have recovered from the effect of shock and dizziness." After the system prompt sounds, it appears like a rain after a long drought. He realized that during the time he lost consciousness, he was not only lying on the ground. The figure that had been hidden was naturally exposed.

At the same time Claudia. Auditore and Clematis. The two of them relied on their own high will. Successfully mentally resisted the soul shock of this sound wave.

But the ensuing physical resonance is what makes them. Both the hands and feet were in severe pain and became less obedient - apparently the balance organs in the cochlea were also severely damaged.

The two women, who suddenly became wobbly, struggled to even stand up. If you want to participate in the battle, I'm afraid you'll have to wait for them to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Bang!" The table that flew towards Ike was split in two by Crook with the scimitar in his hand. The caravan's deputy head of groom apparently didn't want Barrett to disturb the HR director's 'work'.

But at this moment, an imperceptible black shadow suddenly became wrapped around Crook's ankle. Then the dark shadow burst out of the door, and with a terrible scream, the Mr. Crook was taken out.

"You bastard, let me go! Help, ......" was accompanied by the sound of scimitars colliding with rocks. Getting smaller and smaller. If there were no problems with the ears of all of you, you would have been able to tell that the sound seemed to be coming from the air.

Reelly, like Barrett, was too late to stop the roaring surprise in front of her. But at the moment when she saw that the situation was not good, she used the transformation technique she had prepared in advance.

The color of the alpine snowy peaks covered the whole body, and the scarlet pupils shimmered eerily in the shadow of the brow bone. The horns of the sheep, which bend backwards on the top of the head, are thick and long. The whole body is as strong as an ancient Greek stone statue, and the muscles are sharp and angular.

The most important thing is the sharp nails that are 4-5 cm long and not inferior to any steel knife. The razor-like teeth that emerge from the end, the wingspan that exceeds the drive behind it, and the thick tail - it feels like a devil crawling out of the middle of hell.

It seems that Lady Luck favored Rielie at this moment. As a mage who was originally weak in terms of natural strength, she actually managed to resist the physical invasion of the sound waves. Although he also suffered a certain amount of damage, he had the concentration to endure the pain and complete the spell - turning himself into a killing machine.

And this guy didn't act rashly in the face of the enemy's strong sound waves. Instead, he found the target and achieved a fatal blow.

It's a pity that the cat boy next to her is not so lucky. Obviously he is the most survivable warrior monk in the team. But the two streams of blood flowing down from the nose are telling others that Lalu, the little guy, has been tricked. I don't know when I will be able to fully recover my combat strength.

'Well done mage! After silently appreciating Rielly's previous actions in his heart. Barrett rushed at the remaining three rebels. At the same time, the catboy who came back to his senses also pounced, and grabbed Ike, who was still making a 'noise' with his sharp claws.

But at this moment, the sonic maker lowered his head and stopped the subsequent sonic offensive. It felt like the amazing explosion just now, which had severely damaged his own physical and mental health.

However, at this time, Nachpur and Bonet each drew their short knives, and wanted to compete with Barrett and Laru, who were close at hand. Judging by their postures, both of them should be skilled in using weapons.

In any case, the caravan members of this world, whether they are full-time guards or not, everyone will at least use two hands. After all, when you meet a robber on the road, the other party doesn't care if you are a guard, a buddy, or a manager.

Even the best guards dare not say that in the heat of battle, they will be able to ensure the safety of the other members in the rear. At such times, no matter who you are, the only thing you can rely on is the blade you hold in your hand - under the butcher's knife of the bandits, if you can't stop it, you can only die.

Mr. Harkis and Mr. Sandiford just said something that seemed to mean that they did not want to kill him! In that case, let me teach you what a sandbag fist is! Barrett, who had made his decision, did not reach for the short sword at his waist, but used the metal fist made of iron to smash it into the opponent's chest.

Walking with familiar steps, like a wicker dancing in the wind, gently rubbing the cold light on the knife. Barrett's fist slammed into Nachbull's chest. This technician in charge of transport control. I felt that the air in my lungs was under tremendous force. are excreted from the body.

The extremely high pressure of the air filled his nasal cavity and organs. It's like you're going to blow both. It's like being poured chili water into your nose - your breath is hot and your snot and tears can't stop flowing out!

Barrett, who won the blow, did not give the opponent a chance to breathe, and immediately began to chase after the victory. Because he can see that this guy in front of him may be a good knife player at a young age. But now, although he still knows how to use a knife in his memory, his body is like a rusty machine—it has become sluggish.

If there had been time to pay attention to this person's life beforehand, Barrett would have known. This guy's martial arts skills were the foundation laid before the caravan was established, and he relied on that foundation to survive the fight against bandits and rogues during the caravan's initial stage. And it has a combat effectiveness that is no less than that of ordinary veterans.

Unfortunately, that's all in the past. After the operation of the caravan was on the right track, the single knife man of the year had long lost the momentum of that time. The fame that had begun to take shape and the increasingly powerful caravan guards made ordinary thieves afraid to fight the idea of the Harkis caravan.

Even some long-time bandits often choose to collect the 'road money' in a relatively modest way, rather than going head-to-head with the caravan. In this way, Nachbul naturally has fewer and fewer opportunities to make a move, and in recent years, he has not even unsheathed his knife.

Without demand, the innate inertia of human beings naturally prevails. Nachbur had long since stopped practicing his daily practice, day after day, year after year.

The slackness of weekdays finally revealed the bitter fruit at this critical moment. After receiving a punch to the chest, Nachbull's entire body was unbalanced. An elbow blow ensued directly to his head, and the 'anti-flag' attacker fell to the ground.

On the other side, Bonett's fight with Laru was just as one-sided. It's just that the catboy is still inferior to Barrett's huge advantage in strength and size. Failed to deal with the enemy at the same time.

At this moment, Ike, who was already silent, suddenly opened his mouth and read: "Sonic boom! ”

The sound of "poof-" didn't seem to be loud. But then I saw a bright blood flower suddenly bloom on the cat's left shoulder. The open wound was not cut by a sharp object, but rather as if it had been hit by an explosion.

Ike's sonic attack. Although temporarily saved Bonet, who was in danger. But the determined cat-man warrior monk endured the pain in his shoulder, and the whip leg still kicked Bonet hard.

Take advantage of the other party's heavy blow to the abdomen and bend down. Barrett slammed a punch from behind on the back of the head. Immediately after that, the guy lay motionless on the ground like Nachbul.

After easily eliminating the two of them in the countdown time, the remaining Ike couldn't make any waves surrounded by Barrett and Laru. Almost as soon as he was knocked unconscious.

The battle began with Ikna's sonic offensive comparable to the Howl of the Banshee, and ended with the three men in the tent unconscious. The whole process didn't take more than 2 minutes. Even the few who had fallen before because of the sonic offensive did not seem to have recovered their posture yet.

At the beginning of the war, Barrett only had time to pay attention to the situation of his companions. Now that the battle has been resolved, his attention has naturally shifted to the employer and the "innocent people" who have been affected.

"Lalu! Tie all three tightly to me with a rope. lest they cause something else when we are not looking. Barrett, handing the noodles a bundle of silk rope, ran up to Mr. Harkis in three steps and two paces to observe him.

In the sonic attack just now, the first to bear the brunt of it was naturally Barrett and these players. Mr. Harkis is clearly not the main target of the other side, so the impact is not only great. However, judging from the other party's somewhat iron-blue face, it seems that his breathing and heartbeat have also been affected.

On the other hand, Mr. Sandiford now seems to have just recovered from his shock. Seeing the somewhat confused eyes and trance-like expression, he knew why the armed director of the caravan in front of him had missed the previous battle.

He reached out and patted Mr. Harkis on the back, smoothing out the other's breathing with a knock and a shock. The old middle-aged man returned to normal at an astonishing speed visible to the naked eye.

"Barrett, Barrett. Help me. "Lying on the ground with soft noodles. Stretch out an arm that looks like a real noodle. Call Barrett for help.

Barrett, who stepped forward and pulled the other party up. Let the halfling wanderer lean against the low table: "Don't worry! It will be fine in a while. However, if there is any internal injury, you can only ask the pastor to do it. ”

"Don't talk so badly." Claymatis. Bot barely stood up with his hands on the table. However, judging from her still trembling legs, it seemed that she had not fully recovered.

Claudia rubbing her eyes. Auditore asked with some uncertainty at this time: "My vision should not be blurred!" Why do I think there's one person missing? You're not going to let that guy go, are you? ”

Barrett, who turned his face away, immediately reassured with great certainty: "Don't worry! Eighty percent of that guy had Rielly take him to the sky. As long as the opponent can't fly, how can he be the opponent of the mage in mid-air. ”

"That's right! Since this guy can't fly, the sky is naturally my home turf. As soon as Rielly finished speaking, the Mr. Crook was thrown into the tent. From the dark shadow that had just let go of the other man's ankle, it could be seen that Rielly seemed to be interested in some kind of newborn limb. I've been very proficient in using it.

And after Crook landed, the players immediately asked a pungent smell. Linked to the pants that were slightly darker than before, I couldn't tell that the deputy director of the groom in front of him was actually forced to pee his pants by Rielly.

As for Rielly, who re-entered the tent, her expression looked as if she was getting too tired and crooked - it gave the impression that she had been stained with something that should not have been touched during the air battle.

"Mr. Harkis and Mr. Sandiford, I think our mission for today should be done. If there are only a few betrayers in the caravan, now is the time for you to decide their fate. Barrett straightened his rocker and solemnly reported the results to his employer.

"I'm afraid the four of them are not the only betrayers." Then Mr. Sandiford's voice changed, "But the rest are small fish and shrimp, as long as you catch this guy." Naturally, it can be easily pulled up. ”

"So do we need to be involved in the rest of the business? I mean about the interrogation of the four of them. After all, Miss Bott's magic 'True Domain' has worked wonders in this regard. With that, Barrett turned his gaze to Clematis. Bot.

It's a pity for Clematis. Bot shook his head: "I've been preparing for battle these days, so I haven't prepared a spell like 'True Domain' that doesn't directly help in battle. So if you need spell assistance. I'm afraid it won't be until tomorrow morning after my prayers. ”

Mr. Harkis let out two sighs and stood up, "No! There's no need for Miss Pastor to bother. With these four guys, we have the means to clean them up. And then those little shrimps don't have to worry about a few people. Those who fall with the wind can easily solve it by themselves with the strength of our caravan. ”

"Then we will take our leave, and if we need anything, we can come to the carriage before the end of this business." With that, Barrett got up and exited the tent. Apparently when he was refused, he immediately made it clear that his party did not want to get too involved in the caravan's chores.

With Barrett leaving, the remaining players also exited the tent one by one. And the rosacea Braddock seemed to have been forgotten by everyone.

After leaving the tent, Claudia. Auditore finally couldn't help but ask: "Barrett, what the hell is going on with that amazing sound wave just now?" ”

"If I'm not mistaken, it's a mix of 'spell strikes' and 'weird sounds'. That Ike was supposed to be a rare sonic boom striker among the bards. Barrett said, touching his chin.

It's often said that words can do more damage than any blade, and Sonic Boom Strikers make that a reality. Turning magic and words into blades, the Sonic Boom Striker can cause deadly damage to his performances. (To be continued......)