It's noon, and the bustling Propex Bazaar is slowly deserting. Some of the residents who lived farther away had already gone back the way they came. Once they've bought what they want, they won't need to come to the border bazaar of Probez until next spring.

Many merchants from other places also temporarily covered their goods and took out the dry food they had prepared and swallowed it alive. Some businessmen who seem to be wealthier will choose some of the surrounding taverns or restaurants to serve their lunch. After all, if you come here, you have to taste Bavarian specialties.

Of course, the market can't be held only in the morning, and many people don't come into the city from the villages around Probez until the afternoon. This is also the reason why many businessmen have not packed up their stalls and left for a long time.

The late autumn sun didn't give off the tiresome heat as usual, but the warmth was very pleasant to the guards guarding the city gates. Dressed in improvised armor, they are tasked with defending Probez, the only guardian force in this border town.

Although their duty was to maintain the prosperity and stability of Probez, what they had always done was to stand at the gates or walls in that armor, and keep an eye on the crowds of people who entered Probez, and if necessary, stop and search some suspicious-looking people behind them.

It's also a means for them to make a profit, but they can't be as casual as they used to be on the market days. In Barney's opinion, allowing these bastards to make money unscrupulously on these days would definitely affect the reputation of the border bazaar of Propez. If there is a detour for this reason, then the tax revenue will be reduced by more than half. Directly affects Barney's money bag.

In addition, the area around Probez is a very comfortable area, and bandits and robbers rarely appear. As for the Goblin tribes that pose a threat to the inhabitants under certain conditions, Probez's guards don't have to deal with them.

The surrounding villages are home to hunters, who often form groups to clear the goblin tribes in the middle of the woods so that they don't grow stronger. So Probez's guards didn't have to worry about the goblin siege.

It was because of this comfort that most of Probez's guards were now napping on the sidelines, and the veterans, who had become accustomed to their days, gave the task of patrolling and checking on incoming pedestrians to the newly recruited recruits.

The midday sun hadn't shifted too much, and no one was in or out of Probez at the moment, and seeing that the veterans were already asleep against the wall, the soldiers in charge of guarding and checking decided to take advantage of this great opportunity to squint for a while.

Just when the whole of Probez let their guard down. At the end of the trade route appeared more than a dozen dusty travelers. These hide their entire bodies under tattered tawny linen cloaks. Despite the light footsteps of these mysterious visitors. The pace is much faster than that of ordinary people, but they don't make too much noise as they walk.

Soon they approached the barely guarded gates of Probez.

Because most of the guards were sleeping or napping, it was not until the mysterious dozen or so people had already arrived that the guards reacted from the confusion.

A guard who had just woken up straightened his crooked helmet, then reached out to stop the leader who was leading from them. His instincts told him that these people smelled of danger.

Before he could speak. The man in gray who followed behind had already pulled out his dagger at some point. Covered his mouth all at once. The body reaction that had just woken up couldn't keep up at all. Before the guards could instinctively make a gesture of resistance, the sharp dagger had already slit his throat.

The bright red that burst out of his throat and the whisper of the gray-clad leader were the last memories of the guard:

"Kill them all while they're still asleep!"

There were not many guards guarding the city gates, and the gray-clothed men who touched the low city wall and attacked the guards who were also sleeping on it also succeeded. They killed all the guards who controlled Simon of Probez without alarming the others.

While directing his men to deal with the slain Bavarian guards. The leader of the Grey Man took out a magic scroll and walked to an open area. The moment the scroll was opened, a magic inscribed on the scroll was released. A rainbow-like signal rushed from the magic scroll into the sky, and the sky suddenly appeared a scene that only appeared after the rain.

Two kilometers outside of Probez, in the woods, Ronio and his men waited anxiously.

Naxi also looked intently at the blue sky. Although the late autumn sky seemed extraordinarily deep, it was not the focus of Naxi's attention, and he waited for a signal that he didn't know when it would come back from Probez.

Although he didn't quite agree with Roneo's arrangement, he thought that it was a bit of a joke to use a few people in disguise to paralyze Probez Simon's defense. However, as a magician, Naxi still gave Orlov a magic scroll to the mission, and asked them to signal the army hidden in the woods after the operation was successful.

In the midst of anxious waiting, Naxi noticed that there were more colors other than azure in front of him. After confirming that the rainbow that floated over was the magic of his leader Orlov, he immediately ran to Ronio's side and said, "Master Roll, the signal has been sent, Ollov and they have succeeded." ”

"Good!" Ronio, who was full of confidence, mounted his mount on the side, and the legion commander sitting on the white horse drew the long sword at his waist: "The time of glory has come! This is the battle of revenge, Probez belongs to each and every one of you, and the bravest can have the most spoils!

Inspired by Ronio, the zombies of the Second Frontier Regiment who were surging with infinite fighting spirit showed their weapons and walked out of the woods originally used for camouflage. Their eyes were red, and now they only had Probez unguarded and waiting to be ransacked.

Almost everyone feels that they have been tortured in Tarlac for so long for this moment, a moment when they could get rich.

What kind of revenge, national righteousness and the like are far less than the money bag bulging in the waist.

Barney, who had finished lunch early in the morning, was enjoying the maid's massage very comfortably. While his wife had already gone to take a nap, he glanced around, and his dishonest hand had reached behind him to pinch the young maid's round ass.

"Mayor Town, Mayor Town, you can't do this!" Although she knew the mind of the fat man in front of her, she didn't dare to show it, and let the obscene fat man act recklessly. Because she knew very well that even if the mayor's wife knew about Barney's ugly deeds, the hostess, dressed like a peacock, would pour out her anger on herself. In that woman's logic, she must have decided that she would be indecent if she seduced the damn fat man.

You must know that it was not easy for her to find this job, and she did not want to lose her job because of the impulse and go back to those days of hunger and cold.

"Ah, is your body quite honest?" Barney said with a grin, his half-squinted eyes looking back at the young maid at the rainbow that suddenly appeared outside the window.

"It's strange, how can there be a rainbow if it doesn't rain today?" Barney, who was a little puzzled, looked at the rainbow and said, his right hand, which was pinching the maid's buttocks, also stopped, "Butler, butler, hurry up and take someone out to see what is going on?"

As the magistrate of Probez, Barney suddenly had a bad feeling, a subtle feeling that had been haunting him since yesterday.

But after a while, the butler walked back with a crawling belt, and the butler with a wandering face almost said in a crying voice: "Oh no, sir! Oh no, a group of bandits from outside who don't know where they came from, are killing outside, and there is blood everywhere." ”

"What? bandits?"

Before Barney could react, a dozen soldiers in old armor had already rushed in from outside. The hungry eyes of these uninvited guests made Barney shudder, and he clearly saw a dozen hungry wolves that were extremely vicious.

"If there's anything to discuss, don't be impulsive!" Barney was on the verge of crying, how could he, who had no skills, resist these dozen murderous guys.

"Looks like a rich man!" the soldiers of several border guards laughed wildly after a large number of moments, and walked step by step towards the fat man who was kneeling on the ground begging for mercy.

"If you have money, everything is negotiable!"

"Don't!"

At this moment, Probez was killed, and the red-eyed Bavarian border guards were wreaking havoc, and the border towns that had never encountered such an encounter were being slaughtered and ruled by madness. (To be continued......)

PS: Someone asked the fat man Bazok if he had a role in this volume, and the not very good reply over there is said here. There is no such thing as this volume, and there are not many scenes of the fat man in the back, and he will become Grien's right-hand man.