Al filled eleven left ears in a bag of animal skins he had found, and then hid again to observe the battle.

This caravan actually had three crossbowmen, and the dozens of robbers suppressed could not form an effective encirclement. Al's sneak attack from behind severely reduced their numbers, and they had to retreat first.

The chief of the guard and the leader of the mercenaries were in a hurry, forget about the rest, how could the eight hundred gold let him escape.

How much money do they have to go on a mission, and can they buy the fame and honor of killing Sunset Owl?

The robbers came and dispersed quickly, leaving Carnegie and fleeing mercilessly. The caravan members slowly surrounded Carnegie as they stood guard, and the famous Sunset Owl was about to be beheaded in front of them, and the imagination was thrilling.

Al squinted at the tree to observe the swordsmanship of the three of them, Carnegie deserved to have been in the Sunset Forest for so many years, and his swordsmanship was fierce and ruthless.

The captain of the guard and the leader of the mercenaries are obviously inferior, but they can form a combined attack. The caravan's crossbowmen did not rush into action, and it was not a good thing to compete with the two leaders for merit.

Al, who was watching with relish, suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart, and even his heartbeat stopped for a beat. A pair of beast's yellow pupils appeared in his mind.

"I saw you, I came to you. I'm going to cut off your limbs, I'm going to cut out your tongue, I'm going to gouge out your eyes!

Aldrew his sword and looked around, but found nothing. It seemed that this voice was only heard by him, and none of the caravans in the distance were moved.

It's Mansfield, it's just how it feels. So disgusting. Not because of his previous emotions, but seeing his eyes and hearing his voice gave people a feeling of disgust, disgust, and irritability.

It's a pity that Rob's squirrel is no longer there, otherwise he could still ask.

The caravan did not have the idea of subduing a strong man in the story and laughing at it from then on. It was almost completely dark, and the caravan leader had given them enough time to give a cold order.

"Shoot him!"

Three bolts rang out, and three bloody holes erupted from Carnegie's body. Crossbow arrows are military products, and it is very powerful for this caravan to have three. The mortal body could not resist the power of the strong crossbow, and the crossbow archer did not have the arrogance to give him a chance to turn the tables, and filled it again with three blood holes.

With the escort in hand, the mercenary leader gave the honor of cutting off the enemy's head to the chief of the guard. The chief of the guard cut off Carnegie's head and offered it to the caravan leader.

"One gold coin per person, one gold for the wounded. Bring back the good guys who died in battle, each with a pension of ten gold, and the family can go to work in the caravan"

The bounty of the strong is given separately, and there is no need to say it here to form a gap. Killing the Sunset Owl is more of a sense of honor, and the bounty is split equally between the two people who pestered him.

"Come out of the woods, we've got a good ale to entertain you," the captain of the guard and the leader of the mercenaries looked at the forest at the same time.

Al knew he couldn't hide it from them, and wanted to get back to the crowd. I went out honestly.

"It turned out to be Captain Al. The caravan leader Keynes was full of merchants' smiles, and Al remembered that Keynes was a generous man and one of the favorite merchants of their vigilantes. Al was a little embarrassed when he encountered the object of blackmail, and he had become a civilian.

"I have resigned, Mr Cairns. ”

"Thank you for your help and a drink at the bar. Keynes didn't mind at all, and even his men told him about kicking him out before. Didn't he stop going to the city of Mesantan, wouldn't he do business?

Relying on Sauls's affection again, Al sighed with emotion and returned to the caravan.

After a night of freezing and a day of running, Al warmed his whole body by drinking hot vegetable soup and taking a bite of the soft meatloaf.

Comfortable~~~

"Al, take a sip of the ale from Greystone" Herbert, the captain of the escort, tossed the wine bag to Al.

Al took a small sip and handed it to the guy next to him. At night, people with status form a circle around a bonfire.

"It's so good, and it's too showy to drink. Take another bite" The big man next to him laughed and poured another bite of Al.

As a guest, Al was the captain of the security team at a young age, and although he retired, he still had many topics to talk about. Even the owner of the caravan was curious about the smallest vigilante captain in history.

"I am a traveling mage apprentice, and the experience in Mesantan is a good memory, but I still have a thirst for knowledge"

Compared with the past, when he was unfamiliar with hiding his identity as a mage, now that he has the identity of a retired soldier, Alda generously admits that he is a mage apprentice and sells himself to others.

In Mesantan City, there is no spell casting profession to take the initiative to communicate with him, so that he can think clearly, only when others know that you are a mage, can you have the opportunity to gradually intersect with mysterious mages and other characters.

As for the troubles that come with it, then come on.

"Oh my God, you're still a mage, another toast to our little mage~" Mani, the big man beside Al, raised his glass with laughter. These people are just looking for an excuse to have a drink, an apprentice mage.

There are many mortals in this world who are fascinated by the mystery and power of magic.

With a deliberate uproar, the picnic dinner ended with the joy of victory. Al, as a guest, was not required to attend the vigil and lay beside the fire wearing a blanket given to him by Herbert.

Despite being in the crowd, Al still couldn't sleep peacefully, meditating and guarding his surroundings. Fortunately, he has strong physical strength and energy, as well as a family secret technique that quickly recovers and maintains physical strength.

As soon as the morning dawns, the caravan lights a fire and cooks. Drink a refreshing bowl of hot soup and the trip begins again.

There are not many opportunities to make a fortune in this world, and hard work for a lifetime is only enough to feed and wear. Raiding homes and robbing houses is the fastest way to get rich for the people at the bottom who are unwilling to be monopolized by wealth. Al became a guest of honor in the caravan, so he could not safely hide in the carriage to enjoy the escort and participate in the battle.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang"

"Magician, run!"

The air cannon, which has not appeared for a long time, has a remarkable effect as soon as it appears, and the air cannon fires a powerful air blast, although the power is not as strong as that of a crossbow arrow, but it is better than the model is built, and with a sufficient supply of mana, it fires extremely fast.

As a warrior from the boy boy camp, Al has special aiming skills, specializing in key joints and soft tissues. One person suppressed a dozen people with firepower. Divide the bandit leader and give it to Herbert, the captain of the guard, and Peter, the leader of the mercenaries.

This wave of robbers won because there were many people, and some of them were scared away by the name of Al magician, and the rest could not form a threat, because there were too many enemies coming, and the bandit leader was killed by Herbert and Peter desperately changing their injuries, and quickly supported Al and liberated a terrifying magical combat force, and the army was defeated.

Most of these robbers fell to the ground wounded, or surrendered on their knees, hoping to survive.