It was a simple task.

A viscount of Bright Moon City wants to send his son to school in the imperial capital of Kolaston.

Because he was a nobleman with no fief, the viscount named Beoff could not have his own private soldiers, so the matter of sending his son to the imperial capital could only be handed over to mercenaries or freelancers.

As a nobleman, of course, you must hire regular mercenaries to appear status, and at the same time, it is safer.

But regular mercenary groups will not accept such a simple task.

So Viscount Beoff chose the Freelance Association.

In fact, in many parts of the empire, freelancers and adventurers are the same kind of people.

They can be mercenaries when needed.

They are free to venture when they don't have a mission.

Of course, there is a certain difference between freelancing and risk-taking.

The former has an association that manages them to a certain extent, while the latter is completely unmanaged.

Viscount Beoff's son is ten years old, and he is at his best time to train in martial arts and magic, and the future Baron Domir with a freckled face and some baby fat (a relegation system for non-field nobles) is not very likable.

Han Yuliang knew it when he saw the ten-year-old kid looking at them with his nostrils facing upwards.

This simple task...... I'm afraid it won't be easy.

This time, there were only three of Han Yuliang's guards, and there were four other retinues, and there were only eight people in total, plus Domir.

The procession was expected to leave at eight o'clock in the morning, but Baron Domir complained about it and made a lot of noise, only to delay its departure from the gates of Bright Moon City until ten o'clock.

From Mingyue City to Koolaston, there is about 1,200 kilometers, of which about 1,000 kilometers can be taken directly by boat, and the next 200 kilometers are land.

This is also a rule in all schools in Kolaston.

Freshmen are not allowed to use the teleportation array and airship to go directly, otherwise they will not be admitted.

Because if you don't use a teleportation array and airship to get to Kolaston, there will be at least 200 kilometers by land, so that the new students can experience the feeling of rushing.

After all, most of the children of the nobility who can go to Kolaston to study are basically the children of the nobility, and the empire wants to give those noble children who have been pampered since childhood a chance to exercise.

Of course, after all these years, this rule has long since died in name - in the beginning, it was mandatory to walk for the last 200 kilometers.

Now, horseback riding, carriages, and even sedan chairs are no problem.

To Han Yuliang's surprise, the merchant ship they were on was actually Willier's merchant ship.

Although he knew that the other party's merchant ship was a dual-purpose passenger and cargo ship, Han Yuliang really didn't expect it to be so fateful.

But he didn't reveal his identity.

The estimated time for 1,000 kilometers of waterway is four days.

The first two days went well, after crossing the water pass, crossing the mountain gorge, and passing through the most difficult section of the road, the remaining two days were to let go of the speed and soar all the way.

But it's not that simple.

At noon on the third day, Domir came to the deck with his nostrils facing upwards, and proudly asked Han Yuliang, who was resting on the deck, to catch fish for him, saying that he wanted to eat the fish that were running after the merchant ships.

Han Yuliang pretended that he didn't hear it.

"You stupid and lowly fellow, I'm a baron, how dare you disobey my orders?" Domir was ignored by Han Yuliang and was immediately furious.

Han Yuliang got up from the chaise longue lazily, stretched, and without looking at Domir, turned around and walked to the other side.

"Bellamy, kill him for me! kill this for me!" Domir's eyes were so angry that he couldn't tell that this was a child who had just turned ten years old.

The constant follower of Domir's side was like a large internal steward, a hint of gloom flashed in the steward's eyes, and with a shake of his hand, a long whip that he didn't know where he was hiding appeared in his hand.

Raise your hand!

A crackling sound sounded.

The long whip went straight to the back of Han Yuliang's head like a poisonous snake.

The crew members on the deck who were watching let out an exclamation in unison.

Brush!

The whip missed.

Han Yuliang disappeared in place, appeared beside Bellamy like lightning, and raised his hand to blast at the opponent with an uppercut.

A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Bellamy's mouth, and he did not dodge or dodge, and his left hand was immediately covered with a layer of sharp blades.

He is an orange-level intermediate martial artist, and the seal is the "Sawtooth Beast", a magical beast with barbs all over its body.

Bellamy's claws can shatter any sword made of steel.

Still afraid of a man wearing arm armor?

I'm afraid the other party doesn't know that what he is really powerful is actually his left hand.

The sinister smile on the corner of his mouth became a little more hideous, and Bellamy had already grabbed Han Yuliang's right fist.

In the next second, he will completely smash the opponent's hand with all his strength, and then slow down......

The idea of playing with Han Yuliang had barely risen when Bellamy felt his claws grasp something extremely hard and powerful.

He felt like he had grabbed the horns of a bull that was charging with all his might.

Without time to react at all, the barb on his left paw was shattered by Han Yuliang's arm armor, and then, the huge force easily broke every bone in his left hand, and then slammed into his ribs.

Click!

Bellamy could clearly hear the sound of his bones shattering.

He opened his mouth wide like a fish that had been slapped ashore by a bear's paw, his eyes widened, and he tried to breathe more, but the intense pain spread from his left hand to his chest and abdomen.

Bellamy struggled for a second.

Falling to the ground.

Like a broken bag that has been pushed to the ground.

Han Yuliang shook his right hand and pursed his lips disdainfully.

"Idiot, you dare to be defensive with Lao Tzu. With Lao Tzu here, you dare to hurt your master? Hahaha, now you know how powerful Lao Tzu is!"

In Han Yuliang's mind, a voice resounded in his mind.

"Pikachu, shut up, you're talking too much!"

"Oh oh, master, okay, no problem, I'll shut up. If you tell me to shut up, I'll shut up. I, Pikachu, swear by my soul, I will definitely follow your master forever. So you made me ......"

Han Yuliang + Dean: "Shut up!"

"Oh!"

Han Yuliang looked coldly at Domir, who was already stunned, and reached out to grab the other party's collar and lifted it up: "Say, how do you want to die? Did I throw you into the river to feed the fish? Or will I crush all the bones in your body and throw it into the river to feed the fish now?"

Domir's face was pale, and he was too frightened to speak.