Chapter 66: Who's the Prey?

After understanding what happened before and after, Aaron didn't say anything, but asked people to increase the pensions of these guards by fifty percent on the original basis. For now, Aaron needs to stabilize the mood of these recruited guards, and he doesn't care about the little money.

Nearly ten days later, Viscount Amare actually came to Kingston in person. The first time Aaron and Amare met was in this situation, it makes people feel helpless to think about it.

Amare was tall and fat, with a broad face shaved with a knife, a broad forehead, and a high, straight nose. His cheeks and chin were plump, his head was habitually tilted back, and his fat chest was full of the style of the pastoral aristocracy. But Aaron would never suspect that he was a prospective heir to the House of Stoudemire.

"See, Your Excellency. The wounds on the deceased's body were all wounds of the same size, and it appeared that they should have been caused by a standard steel sword. This is clearly not the work of any ordinary group of thieves. Aaron uncovered a corpse that had been frozen by water-based magic and said to Viscount Amare.

"Well, as I estimated, it shouldn't have been the thieves. Arizona borders your province in a barren area full of mountains and ravines, and there are hundreds of bands of thieves in size, and I know them all. They can't even fill their stomachs on weekdays, so how can they have any extra money to configure hundreds of standard steel swords? Therefore, this matter could never be done by them. ”

"Your Excellency has a point, but could it be that someone is secretly colluding with them to fight our idea?" Arun wondered.

"I don't know, but whether the thieves are real or not, some people certainly can't get out of it. Amare said viciously.

"Some, what do you mean?" asked Aaron, with a somewhat gloomy face. If you let him know which bastard is here to make trouble, he won't let him go.

"I don't know much about your ground, but I know everything about Arizona. There are three routes from you to Central Arizona, and I've checked all the towns we might pass through, and these people might dare to attack our Stoudemire family's ideas. I have also secretly greeted several other big families and given benefits, and I am not very suspicious. There is only one person who has a deep grudge against me, and he has the strength to do so!" Amaré snapped off a pencil in his hand, and his eyes showed a wolf-like look, and he spat out a few powerful words: "Viscount Steve!"

Steve is also the number one person in the Arizona area. He refused the Duke of the Province's invitation to return to his domain. Because it is a hereditary title, Steve's territory was already large when it was cultivated by previous generations, and he had a lot of energy in his hands.

More than a decade ago, coinciding with the Empire's conquest of the Slovenians, Viscount Steve took the opportunity to expand his private army, which was trained to be more elite than the average army under the Duke.

Because of serious disagreements and conflicts with Viscount Amare on several major interests, the two of them have had no less than a hundred fights.

"From this point of view, then this Steve is the most suspicious. Aaron said solemnly.

"That's right! Your guy just told me the news, and the first thing that came to my mind was his name. But we can't do anything about it, and it's impossible to publicize it, otherwise it's likely that someone else will be tempted by a truckload of goods. Amare said fiercely.

"I'm not sure if Steve did it, but there's always a way for me to get this bastard exposed. My Aaron's pockets are not something anyone can touch casually!" As Aaron spoke, two fierce and cold fierce lights suddenly shot out of his blazing eyes, and Viscount Amare on the side only felt that he was in a cold sweat, and his heart was cold.

Dozens of days later, a convoy slowly approached the Arizona border. At the front of the convoy, a flag was raised aloft, and judging by the logo on the flag, it was clearly Baron Allen's team emblem. However, compared to the last time, this time the team's security force is significantly more than doubled. In addition to the original security of the mine, there is also a mercenary group of nearly 100 people guarding both sides of the convoy.

In a jungle where the convoy passed, a masked thief quietly surveyed the size of the convoy passing in front of him. After a slight estimate, the thief's eyes showed a look of greed. As the mine's convoy faded away, the thieves took a few jumps and disappeared into the jungle.

This time, Aaron personally followed the car to Arizona Province. Now, he was sitting upright in one of the ordinary carriage carriages with his eyes closed. Next to him was an old zombie trapped in a black mist.

Although it is not completely certain that it is Viscount Steve who is the culprit, he is the most suspicious, so Aaron has brought the powerful arm of the old zombie, which can come in handy at that time.

The number of security guards in the convoy has more than doubled for several reasons. On the one hand, you can't alert that bastard, and if you don't increase the security force even if you know that there is a thief robbery here, then the idiot knows that something must be wrong here; If that bastard was really Viscount Steve, then with his strength and temper, he would definitely not care about more than twice the security force now, but only made him believe that the value of the cargo carried by the convoy this time was greater than before. In this way, he will definitely send private soldiers to rob them disguised as thieves.

"Hmph, I don't care if you are a viscount or an earl, if you dare to step on my Aaron's head, I want you to know the consequences of offending me!" Aaron secretly shouted in his heart.

As if sensing the owner's killing intent, the black mist wrapped around the old zombie shook lightly a few times!

With the last plague, both the mine guards and mercenaries had significantly increased their vigilance since they approached Arizona, and Sora was attacked by those damn thieves again. Through the gap in the curtain of the window, Aaron saw everyone's wary looks in their eyes. He doesn't warn or appease anything, what he wants is for the "thieves" to believe it and automatically jump into the trap he has set.

After walking more than twenty miles, one of the guards leaned over and whispered, "My lord, we will be dozens of miles to the ground of Arizona Province." ”

"Well, got it. Aaron replied casually.

"Hey man, I'll just say that those bastards won't dare come back when they see that our security has increased so much. In the distance, one of the guards let out a mouthful of turbid air that had been held in his heart for a long time, and said with a slight relief.

Now it seems that this is indeed the case. Not only did the lord increase the number of guards, but he also hired a mercenary group to cooperate with us. Nothing should happen!" the other chimed in.

Suddenly, a shout came from the front of the group: "Oh no, what the hell, those bastards again!"

"Damn, don't these bastards see that our convoy has increased its guardianship, and dare to come, this time I'm going to avenge my brother!" shouted the guard.

However, the convoy guards and mercenaries were horrified to find that in the woods on both sides of the road, behind the boulders, no, there was simply a large group of masked thieves in all directions. Just as Atay said, these thieves rushed up without saying hello as soon as they appeared. The masked thieves vaguely seemed to be in groups of seven or eight people, and then countless small groups of these formed a formation and rushed up to fight with the guards of the convoy.

The division of labor is clear, there are special grappling, and there are special cutting ropes to move goods. In the blink of an eye, he killed half of the mercenaries on the periphery.

"Boom, it's coming!" Aaron strode out of the car, and behind him was a powerful old zombie. The old zombie stared blankly at the violently shaking figure in front of him, as if all this had nothing to do with it.

The masked thieves were very fast, and it didn't take long for them to easily open a bloody path to one of the dozens of wagons of goods, many of which had already been opened by thieves with a clear division of labor, and after confirming that they were correct, they drove up the wagons and planned to transport the goods away.

"Jie Ji - what a bold man, dare to touch my Aaron's goods. Now, then, enjoy the gift I have prepared for you for your folly and your desires!" Suddenly, an eerie voice sounded in the sky, and everyone who heard it felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

With a loud roar, a scorpion lion covered in fire patterns swooped down from the red sun of hunting, and instantly knocked down a group of thieves with a thunderous attack.

"Kingston warriors, let these bastards see what is at stake!" Aaron called out in a loud voice.

The situation changed suddenly, and the guards and mercenaries of the convoy increased their courage, and with the swiftness and fierce attack of the manticore, everyone fought bravely, and the battle situation on the field was one-sided.

The damage that swords and battle axes can do to manticores is negligible, and they can't be effective at all, except for leaving shallow marks on their tough, thick fur.

Since the appearance of the high-level magical beast of the abyssal plane, the manticore, a thief in the group of thieves who was surrounded and protected knew that something was wrong: he was ambushed by the convoy, not by himself.

The leader-like thief did not give the order to retreat even when the situation was very bad for him. Because after walking through these forests, there is a plain outside. To escape the manticore on this terrain is a fool's dream.

After the man looked back and whispered to a person next to him, he saw that the thief next to him nodded, and a few trance actually disappeared.