"It doesn't matter, you just have to be careful. If you have the fate to lead him to the spine of the world, we will kill him together. ”

After the squirrel finished speaking, his eyes lost their brilliance, and then he turned into the clever appearance that the small animal should have, and after seeing Al, he quickly ran away in fright.

The world's highest peak, the place where the sun rises is legendary.

Do I have the fate to lead him half the continent?

And aren't you also a druid?

Al wondered, and returned to the carriage with a backpack that was only half of the dried meat, how could the little squirrel eat so much. Those steaks were teleported into Rob's stomach in the distance?

Al was tensed by Rob's news, but Mansfield didn't come first, but an unexpected guest arrived.

A group of cavalry from the city of Mesantan gave chase, and the caravan came to a strange halt.

In the distance, you can see the gray uniforms of the city of Mesantan. The Guards?

Al squinted and used the Scouts' scouting skills to see the leader. Martin?

"Al. Martin approached them and slowed down the horses, staring straight at Al who was sitting in the carriage.

Sure enough, it was coming to him, and Al walked out calmly.

"Captain Martin, you're here for me?"

"You're suspected of theft, come back with us. Martin clenched his sword grip and stared at him, wondering if he was nervous from framing someone for the first time.

"Captain Martin, have you chosen to change yourself?" Al didn't argue with him about the clumsy lie.

He just sighed as he watched Martin, who was similar to him in his pursuit of swordsmanship, because his frustration had been changed.

Sauls didn't embarrass him a lot after that, and when it comes to Alneng's smooth departure from Mesantan City, it is also the light of Martin's blue moon magic stone. Otherwise, Sauls would not have bothered to help Al.

"Don't talk nonsense!!" Martin waved his hand in annoyance, and Martin's men looked at each other.

They were suddenly urgently assembled by Martin early in the morning and said that they wanted to arrest the prisoner, but they didn't expect Martin to arrest Al. Behind Al is Sols, although I don't know why Al is a good team leader who doesn't want to go out on a trip, but Sols, who already has a grudge against Martin, can't find an excuse to get Martin, so they don't want to be hated by Martin and be hated by Sols.

"Captain Martin, slandering civilians will cost you your current position. His team stabbed him in a weird way.

"You're the captain, I'm the captain?" was sarcastically sarcastic by his own subordinates, which made Martin embarrassed.

There was an internal quarrel here, and the caravan leader had come over and threw a silver coin to Al.

"Take your troubles away. ”

Al took the silver coin, sighed, and put it on.

The caravan ruthlessly left Al first, and Martin saw that the commander could not do anything, so he angrily drew his sword and pointed at Al on his horse.

"Capture with your hands tied, and kill on the spot if you resist"

Of course, Al won't really clash with Martin, and if he clashes with the vigilantes, it's okay to be fine.

Al turned and ran into the forest, and in a few clicks he avoided sight in the grass, turning into a small brown raccoon climbing up a tree to avoid the chasing Martin.

The little raccoon jumped from tree to tree, and suddenly jumped into a clearing, and the little raccoon writhed in the air and turned into a black crow. Fluttering flapped his wings and flew after the caravan, leaving behind Martin, who had entered the woods and shouted angrily.

In the evening, when the caravan had set up camp and began to cook dinner, he took advantage of the ladies in the carriage to go out to eat, sneaked in and took out the backpacks, satchels, and weapons that they had packed in the corners.

In order to avoid trouble, he did not return to the caravan, but followed from a distance, because he could not transform into a salute, so he followed all the time, when practicing tracking skills.

Sleeping in a tree wasn't too difficult for Oret who wasn't pampered, but because he remembered Rob's message, he just sat there and meditated.

It has been more than a year and a half and almost two years since he became a first-level mage, and the progress of groping for the link to the magic net by himself is extremely slow, which is the sadness of being a wild mage who is not favored by magic. Although his magic power is beyond the norm and his magic combat power is excellent because of the magical meditation method of the magic furnace, all of them are built on his powerful body, and every time he has to pay the price of either death or injury.

Before embarking on a new trip, he did some homework, the Bright Empire, as one of the three major empires of the Faeron continent, is located in the south, rich in materials, pleasant climate, and dense magic, giving birth to many spell-casting professions, and the headquarters of several world-class magic organizations are hidden in this country.

Al plans to travel all the way to the imperial capital of the Empire of Light in search of some opportunities.

Doesn't he learn Rob's transformation technique when he first came here? Al is full of anticipation for the future, and even if he is hunted down, it still does not disturb his good mood to travel and study.

The sky was slightly bright, and the whole caravan was lively. Make a fire to cook and start the day. Smelling the fragrance of the hot soup wafting in, Al looked at it from afar and swallowed the dried meat.

Al, who had become a scout, had been following the caravan and had seen many lurking bandits, but it seemed that he did not move because of the large number of caravans. But they, like Al, had been following the caravan, and there were more and more people, and several gangs seemed ready to work together to make a big vote.

The caravan had already noticed it and began to mobilize its men and go to Greystone City for help.

Killing bandits can receive a reward at the security headquarters in each city, and Al, who is short of money, silently waits for the moment of conflict to break out.

Each Oret has killed someone, whether a criminal in a prison, a thief, or a robber in the wilderness. They were all thrown to them like chickens, and while killing, they coldly explained to them how to exert force, how to bleed, and what effect of attacking which part could be bringed.

When he migrated with the cannibal tribe to avoid the herd, he didn't know how many beasts he had killed.

Al is not cruel, but he is not a virgin either.

It was just right as it was approaching dusk. With a long, sharp whistle from the bandit, Al pulled out his insistence on the bandit's rear.

The military swordsmanship was officially sorted out by the Bright Empire, and it was simply cold and effective between killings. The bandit leader Al didn't dare trouble them, but they had already taken the lead in charging into the caravan, and the minions, the crossbowmen in the back, laughed at them.

These unknown robbers use the left ear as a witness, and they are all bounties of two gold coins. At this moment, the people who fought against the captain of the guard and the leader of the mercenaries among the caravans were all famous people, and the rewards started at one hundred gold coins.

There are wonderful spells in this world, and the portraits on the wanted warrants are lifelike, and Al knows one of the highest bounty sunset owls, the eighth-level elite swordsman, Carnegie. The image of the one-eyed man with a black blindfold is almost unpretended, and he has slaughtered many caravans, and in addition to the official want, many looted caravans have also offered bounties for it, adding up to 800 gold.