Chapter Twenty-Five: Hitchhiking

"Dark, you see how I dealt with that dread, didn't you?!"

"Well, I can see very clearly, you beat him all over the ground for teeth. ”

"Then I'm amazing, right?!"

"Uh-huh, it's powerful, it's better than the horrors. ”

Hearing Dark's acknowledgment, Sylvia jumped up from the ground with joy. "I knew that I was the most powerful! Those demons were all dishes in my hands! Next, I was going to hunt high-level demons!"

"You're a little inflated, Sylvia. The middle-level demon is very powerful in front of the general intelligent race, but in front of the high-level demon, the middle-level demon is a rookie who is allowed to be slaughtered, if it were me to deal with that terrifying demon, I could kill him with one move, and you, it is easier to kill than him. He reached out his left hand and grabbed Sylvia by the collar, and then lifted Sylvia from the ground like a chicken, looking so relaxed that it was as simple as crushing an ant to death.

Sylvia was carried in mid-air, she was not gloomy, but when she was carried like this, she was on par with gloom. The two looked at each other, and the elf girl glared at the shadow demon boy fiercely.

"So, you haven't reached the point of being invincible in the world yet, for the time being, let's put away your ambitions, when you can tie with me, when you have the strength to fight against high-level demons independently. He raised his right index finger and said, "However, if you want to be a tie with me, you may never achieve this goal, so you should think about it." ”

"Hmph, underestimate me. Put me down. Sylvia pouted.

Dark put Sylvia down, only to be kicked in the ass by her again.

"I don't want to tie you, I'm going to beat you!" Sylvia tilted her head proudly and left.

"I'm waiting for you to beat me. He shrugged and followed.

Because of tracking down the demon team with mid-level demons, the two of them had deviated a lot from the route, and now they were still seven or eight days away from Gathering Boulder City.

"Dark, I'm so tired, let's rest for a while. Sylvia said weakly, she had a big fight last night, and she didn't rest, and now she started to cry tired after walking a few steps.

After all, the elf's physique can't be compared to the demon, and after thinking for a while, Gloom agreed to Sylvia's request: "Okay, let's rest in place for a while, and then go on the road." ”

"Whew-" Hearing Dark's words, Sylvia collapsed to the ground. She was so tired, the muscles of her whole body were protesting against her, every bone was rebelling against her. The cells are in turmoil.

He sat down against a large tree, and he took out a piece of jerky from his magic storage bag and ate it, which he had been feeding himself for months. The dried wild boar meat is dry and hard, and it can be used to smash walnuts, but it still tastes delicious.

Sylvia admired Di's good appetite very much, the devil's teeth were so good that even such a hard wild boar jerky could be gnawed.

A convoy from far to near. Like the four hooves of an ox trampling the earth, the earth rumbled. The axles of the wheels creaked.

"It seems that we had good luck today and we had a ride on it. A smile tugged at the corners of his mouth.

The convoy slowly drove in front of the two of them, and judging from the cartload of boxes pulled by elephant oxen, it should be a caravan. He beckoned, and the caravan stopped.

A chubby man jumped out of a car, dressed in a blue silk gown that looked like he should be the head of the convoy.

The man walked up to him and asked, "This little brother beckons to our caravan, but what's the matter?"

"Uncle, we want to ask, where are you going?"

"We're going to Boulder, no. Are you trying to hitchhike?" the fat man guessed with a slight thought. This kind of thing is not uncommon, and fat men can meet such travelers every time they lead a team. The convoy was huge, and it was no problem to take them with you, so it was generally agreed to take them on a ride.

Amazed at the man's shrewdness, he didn't expect him to guess so quickly.

"Me and my companions, to be exact. He beckoned to the woods and said, "Sylvia, there is a hitchhike to take, do you want to take it?"

"Sit, sit, sit, of course. Sylvia shouted. It didn't take long for the elf girl to run out of the woods in a hurry. "Where's the car? I'm tired. ”

A whirlwind drove past Ghouly - Sylvia wanted to get on when she saw the car. Swift, he grabbed Sylvia by the neck and forcibly pulled her to his side.

"I'm sorry, but my companion is an elf, and it's the first time I've been out of the world, and I've never seen the world, and everything I've seen is new. He smiled at the fat man and said, "We can pay two gold coins as a reward, and we will bring our own food." ”

"Yes. Let me introduce myself, my name is Ba'an, and I am one of the stewards of the Pearl Chamber of Commerce. The ugly words are ahead, although you can take the car of our Chamber of Commerce, but the road to Boulder City is far away, and there is no guarantee that there will be bandits, and you two can only protect yourself at that time. ”

"No problem, if the eyeless one comes to attack the convoy, then I'll let them come and go!" Darkness took two gold coins from Sylvia's hand and handed them to Baan Common, and then he lit up the Assassin Badge hanging from the inside of his cloak. "Assassin, Rose. ”

"Assassin, how old are you to be a Assassin?" Baan looked at the shiny Assassin badge in disbelief. Assassins are no ordinary profession, and the assassins who can reach the level of chasing assassins are all murderous gods with blood on their hands.

"Does this thing have anything to do with age?" asked the ignorant little white. "This thing wasn't something I just got a few months ago. ”

"Age and strength are usually directly proportional, but there are exceptions, and you are an exception. Baan explained.

The most powerful in this caravan were the two brass swordsmen, both of whom were already forty or fifty years old, and compared to the ordinary, the face of the dark was really young.

"I'm Sylvia, the Ranger Without a Trace. Sylvia said no. Sylvia smiled slightly, Sylvia was still a child, she liked to show herself, and she had to compete with him.

Ba'an's heart was even more surprised. A life-chasing assassin, a ranger without a trace. Elves are long-lived species, Sylvia's age, not a child in the elf clan, the two are the same young, but equally powerful. With just these two people, it is no problem to overturn your own caravan.

The ox neighed again, and the axle continued to creak, the only difference being that this time there were two more.