"It's finally over!" Dale breathed a sigh of relief on his fat face, the feeling of being watched by more than a hundred werewolves just now almost made him pee his pants, although he had dealt with werewolves a few times, but the fear of werewolves in his heart had not diminished at all. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The carriage that Dahler rode in was large, but it was not luxurious, as an ordinary merchant, he was not qualified to ride in a luxury carriage, and today this carriage was full of goods, and when he left, the goods had been replaced by a small bag of Orc Empire specialties, so the carriage at this time seemed very empty.

Gently patting the big bag beside him, Dale's fat face was full of smiles, and he muttered proudly: "Ten years of business, I haven't made much money in a day today, thank you Goddess of Wealth!"

"Reese, speed up, I'll have a great reward when I get back!" said Dale, who was a little uneasy with such a great fortune on him, and shouted loudly to the coachman.

Chevris is a junior warrior and Dale's bodyguard, and the fewer people who know about this kind of trade today, the better, so Dahler only takes this most reassuring personal bodyguard.

"Yes, sir. Reece flicked his whip and the horse pulling the cart began to run fast.

Although the colt had accelerated, Dale was still not satisfied, but there was nothing he could do, but he said hatefully: "I'll go back and change the war horse, I've had enough of this pony." ”

Rees did not answer his words, both of them actually understood that it was impossible to buy a war horse as a Dale, the war horse was a knight's horse, not something that could be bought with money, and without the corresponding identity, even if it was purchased, it would be arrested by the terrible aristocratic tribunal for blasphemy.

"When I earn enough money, we will go to the Duchy of Thunder, where I heard that the donations can be exchanged for knighthoods, and then I will become a knight, and you will be my knight. Daller's chubby face was full of fantasies that had come true.

Hearing Reese's response, the carriage slowly stopped, and Daller yelled, "Reese, why did you damn stop the car?"

When Dahler pushed open the door of the carriage and poked his head out, he saw a small knight in blue armor standing by the side of the carriage, and his escort Reese, a junior warrior, was being grabbed by the neck by the knight with one hand and carried in his hand.

It was Abel who came, and how could Abel, who was anxious to find an opportunity to find out the news, let go of the human carriage that came out of the werewolf manor, just now Abel suddenly appeared next to the carriage, and Rees was about to attack, but Abel grabbed his neck at close range, and with just a slight force, Reese's neck was broken.

Abel is also a little helpless, the crazy strength does not stop with the end of the promotion, now the daily knight training and the knight breathing method at night make the pale golden fighting qi flow all over the body, and the pale golden fighting qi seems to have a strong increasing effect on the body, and because of the strong spiritual power, Abel can now feel the increase in strength every day.

Originally, he just didn't want Rees to call, who would have thought that with just a slight pinch, he would pinch a junior fighter to death, and this junior warrior's health is too poor.

Abel forgot that he usually trains with Lord Marshall, an intermediate knight, how to compare the body of an intermediate knight with the body of a junior warrior? That is, the fifth-level trainee knights are stronger than the bodies of junior warriors, and it can be seen from the food they eat that Abel's daily meat diet is the best piece of meat on the beast of prey.

Throwing off the dead body of the coachman, Abel did not have any guilt for the death of the coachman, this kind of rape and direct killing is already the lightest punishment, if it is according to the law to destroy the whole clan.

Reese's corpse fell to the ground with a "bang", Daller's fat body couldn't help but shake, and the fat flesh of his whole body also shook, and then his teeth began to fight, making a "gurgling" sound, and his lower body was wet, and the urine that was not scared out by the werewolf was finally scared out at this time.

Seeing the pickled appearance of this fat man, Abel was angry and funny, this kind of businessman who can betray human beings, but he is as timid as a mouse, I really don't know how he can do business with werewolves.

"Please, don't kill me, I'll give you whatever you want!" Dalle begged for mercy in a trembling voice to the knight in front of him, whose face was covered by his helmet, although he knew that it was not surprising that what he had done was known to others and that he had died a thousand times, but the strong desire to survive made him plead incessantly.

"Tell me, what's the relationship between you and the werewolf?" Abel frowned and took a step back, the fat man in front of him was full of stench.

"I'm just here to deliver food to the werewolves, and I'm not doing business with them!" Dale quickly explained.

"Do business?" Abel found the clue he was looking for directly in Dale's statement.

"No, no, no, no business. Finding that due to nervousness, the mouth that can usually speak well has made mistakes one after another, and Daller denied it.

Abel's iron-gloved hand pointed at Darler's left arm lightly, and with a "click", Darle's left arm bone was broken by Abel's lightness.

The intense pain made Dalle about to scream, but Abel's fingers had quickly appeared in front of his eyes, and the steel fingers in front of him were like demonic hands, so frightened that Dalle was scared to stop screaming just now, and his whole body was sweating profusely due to the severe pain, but Darle still held back the pain and did not dare to make a sound.

"My patience is limited, my temper is not good, every time you tell a lie, I break you a bone, you have 206 bones, you still have many opportunities to lie. Abel's voice was so soft, as if he was sitting with a friend.

But to Dale's ears, it was as if he was listening to a terrible demonic language, and his whole body trembled even more, he didn't know how many bones there were in human beings, which was the content of noble knight education, but he knew that every bone in his body was broken, and it would be worse than death.

"I'll be honest, I'll be honest. Dale's psychological defense has been completely broken by Abel, and he no longer wants to keep anything at this time, and said directly: "I came to trade with the werewolves for the auxiliary potions used by professionals, which are exchanged items from werewolves. ”

Saying that, Dahler pointed to the bag that fell on the ground in the carriage, Abel stepped forward and took the bag in his hand, and when he opened it, he found that all of them were the same kind of dried flowers, and there was a weight of about 20 pounds in his hand, Abel was not good at flowers and plants, and asked, "What is this?"

"This is the Dementor Grass, ordinary people use it to become addicted and indulge in hallucinations, but it is the main medicine of most promotion potions, and the human world produces very little. "Dale saw that there was no danger to his life for the time being, and he knew everything about Abel's problems.

Abel couldn't help but complain in his heart: "Isn't this just a drug? If it weren't for the main medicine of the promotion potion, I'm afraid it would be the same as the drug in another world." ”

"Tell me how you came into contact with werewolves, and don't tell me you can contact us yourself. Abel asked again.

Dale looked at Abel with some embarrassment, his eyes rolling, and he was about to come up with something to push Abel, but then Abel's iron finger appeared in front of him again.

"It's Prince Middleton George, the Seventh Prince, and I am his agent in Harvest City. Dahler almost cried out a name.

"What a bastard son that King Spender George had!" Abel cursed, then looked at Dale with a smile on his face and asked, "I'm done asking, the last question, what do you use to save your life?"

Dahler seemed to see the hope of survival, and the strong desire to survive in his heart made his eyes glow with grovel pleading, and his mouth said one after another: "I have hidden 20,000 gold coins in the basement of Gary's pharmacy in Harvest City, and the pharmacy still has a large number of potions in stock, I will give them all, please spare me." ”

"Where's the basement?" Abel asked.

"Under my bed. "Just said that Dalle has found out that something is wrong, the questioning method used by Abel is a surprising interrogation method he saw in his previous life, which can be seen in many film and television works, and now when I try it, it is really someone who has not seen movies and television, and he is directly caught.

Daller was already dead gray at this time, and the last chip was handed over, waiting for his result to be imagined.