"Let go of me, you despicable outsiders!" the native maiden was bound hand and foot by Lucas, and knelt side by side with Batura. Although she has been captured, her momentum has not diminished in the slightest.

Faust looked approvingly at the girl, who was as strong and beautiful as a leopard, "You are so beautiful even when you are angry, brave girl. I'm Faust, Faust Lopez, and I wonder if I'll be lucky enough to know your name?"

"Phew. Faust received the expected reply. But that didn't dampen his enthusiasm a little – he liked the girl.

You know, Faust's emotions are gradually being lost, so much so that he has to maintain a normal human mind by tasting the emotions of others. However, it is a rare good thing that this girl can make his long-dried mind fluctuate.

Faust doesn't know exactly what the reason is, but it will never be love. According to his initial speculation, there may be something unusual about the girl's bloodline. His lack of affection was due to the influence of psionic energy, and the only thing that could shake this psychic effect was a stronger psychic effect.

Faust closed his eyes half-close, stretched out his hand to stroke the girl's short hair, feeling the emotions stirring in his heart. It wasn't a feeling, there was some anxiety, and a little fear, which made him want to run away, but an irresistible sense of closeness and possessiveness pushed him to get closer to the girl desperately. This ambivalence made him sigh in satisfaction.

Faust was enjoying a long-lost personal affection, which made him so intoxicated that he forgot about himself, but this manifestation seemed to others to be a complete perversion.

Naturally, Lucas and Klaus did not dare to have any objections. In addition, they seem to have privately thought that Faust was a pervert for a long time, and now they just give each other a tacit look.

Of the other three, the old mayor was not too impressed by this, and Faust's shrewdness and mystery impressed him, and the current situation was not enough to shake Faust's image in his mind.

Reinhardt and Annabella are different. Reinhardt pursed her lips, but in the end she didn't move, and Annabella stopped talking a few times, but looked at Reinhardt and chose to remain silent as well.

After a short period of enjoyment, Faust also realized his gaffe, he forcibly suppressed the indescribable emotion in his heart, and showed a warm smile, "Miss, I will not hurt you, you know, you have an extraordinary meaning to me." ”

The native-girl pursed her lips, as if to open her mouth to mock Faust. But Faust did not give her time to speak, "But, this Mr. Batura, I don't care so much. ”

After speaking, he turned his head to Lei Gulun and said, "Lei Gulun, my order is still valid. Go, kill Batura. Regulen understood, took out his dagger and walked towards Batura, he walked very slowly, licking the dagger with the tip of his tongue as he went. The girl witnessed his betrayal, and as a girl, he had no way out but to choose to die for Faust wholeheartedly.

"Wait!" the girl screamed, "what do you want......? I'll do my best to help you find it!"

She seemed to care deeply about this batula. Faust looked at her anxious expression and felt a little unpleasant, but this unhappiness was diluted in an instant by the wonderful feelings stirred in his chest, and finally disappeared without a trace. It seems that as long as he is next to the girl, he can feel that wonderful emotion,

"I just want to know your name, miss. Faust stretched out his hand, motioned for Regulen to stop, and said politely to the native-maiden.

“...... Zhannath. The girl reluctantly looked away, muttered something, and finally whispered her name.

"Zhannath ......," Faust repeated in a low voice, "you deserve this beautiful name." Faust was able to understand the meaning of the name of the indigenous language, which meant wild and vigorous.

"Beautiful Zhannasi, can you tell me where your tribe's camp is?" Faust continued to tease Zhannasi, who he could have asked for in Leigulun, but he preferred to harass Zhannath.

"Hmph, wishful thinking!" the girl regained her stubbornness, as if she had forgotten the previous scene when Faust threatened her with Batura.

"Oh, then......" Faust was having a good time, and he gave Regulan another look. Lei Gulun was very clever, and he let out a disgusting sinister laugh knowingly, "Brother Batura, I will definitely be gentle and ensure that you walk without any pain......"

"You...... You don't keep your word!" The girl was so anxious that tears came out, she was reluctant to give up on Batura, and she could hardly make up her mind to betray her people, so she could only blame Faust coquettishly.

"Oh, didn't I keep my word?" said Faust, half-jokingly, half-seriously, "what did I promise you?"

The girl was stunned when she heard this, and after thinking about it carefully, she did not remember what Faust had promised. She felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't say it, and after thinking about it, she couldn't do anything.

Faust watched her tears roll in her eyes, and she bit her lip to prevent her from crying, and his heart rose with great relief.

"Well, my young lady, I won't hurt this Mr. Batura for the time being. Faust's bad taste was satisfied, and he decided to bypass the girl who was made to cry in a few words.

"I'm afraid you'll have to stay with us for a while, though. Faust waved his hand and motioned for the two guards to escort Batura. He turned back to Lei Gulun and ordered, "Lei Gulun, lead the way." "Although the mayor is eighty or ninety percent sure that he will find the indigenous camp, there are ready-made guides, so it doesn't have to be difficult.

Faust was feeling very tired, but the new girl seemed to inject new energy into him, and he didn't even plan to finish his lunch, so he just announced that he was on his way.

After only an hour or two of walking, a group of eight people approached the aboriginal camp. The aborigines don't hunt very much, the forest is very dense, and there are even more of them in the vicinity, and the natives don't have to travel far enough to hunt enough prey, and only when they hunt will they spend days walking far enough to hunt as many canoped wolves as possible.

Lei Gulun led everyone on a hidden path, which had approached within a hundred meters of the camp and had not yet been discovered.

"Master, this is it. Thunder Gullen reported respectfully to Faust.

"Well, well done, I'll remember you for your credit. Faust gave a perfunctory look to Regulen—he would remember it, but not necessarily give a reward.