Chapter Ninety-Five: Seeing the Injustice of the Road and Drawing a Sword to Help (???)

【①】

"Why don't you leave here?" said the priestess's voice.

The Golden Bird was silent for a moment: "I really underestimated you - I thought that the people of this village would not be able to provoke such a thing. ”

The attitude can be said to be extremely arrogant.

The Plantage didn't want anyone to get involved in these things—those things seemed to the Plantage to be just household chores.

However, if it involves the Dark Shadow Clan and the Necromancer.

"If you are tainted with that sinful thing, you must die—this is the price you must pay. Goldfinch's voice was slow, and there was a coldness in his tone that was completely different from his usual tone.

"You're going to kill...... Anyone else?"

"Ignorant people are also guilty, they are too blind, as a degenerate, you should know better than anyone else where the most critical place to cause the Dark Shadow Clan is - you are at fault, and they are too. Perhaps considering that the person in front of him would not live long, the goldfinch became a little more talkative.

But, in general, this feeling brings about a rollover of the speaker.

"Ah...... No, no...... All this is his heart's work, and none of you can ...... Can't destroy ......"

Boom ——!

Suddenly, on top of the goldfinch's head, a boulder suddenly fell down——!

【②】

At this time, in the village, the villagers were screaming and running—

"What's going on?" Fran ran out of his place, trembling with fear as he looked at the scene, but he didn't know why.

Until......

"Huh?" The Shadowclan raised their torches and let the terrifying black flames scorch the land—they quickly spotted Fran, even if the faces were still the ones Fran was familiar with, but at this point, of course, they weren't the same people they were—Fran was a little stunned.

Who would have thought that the village where they lived, such an ordinary village, those who were usually kind and just as ordinary, would now have such a big contrast.

Breaking the "everyday" is the most heart-wrenching.

However, Fran soon noticed that a trace of ...... flashed in his eyes

Golden light.

Bite.

The golden light flickered, and Fran watched the scene sluggishly, until the ShadowClan's body was slowly sliced open—

Fran watched all this in a daze, and finally turned his eyes to the young man wielding his sword not far away.

It was a serious-looking teenager.

One could say that he was inexperienced, too young, and not nimble in swinging his sword - but now, no one's focus was there, theirs was ......

This young man of the Golden Dog Clan, under the backdrop of the firelight, every movement is perfect like a statue, which has a majesty that people can't resist - especially the eyes that usually make people feel like sunshine, but at this moment they have become something cathartic and majestic, like gold like a sword, precious and sharp.

Each of Shure's swords fell on the Dark Shadow Clan, bringing up a golden afterimage—

......

Hey, wait, isn't this guy tied up?

It was, but somehow it was broken.

Well done!

【③】

The boulder smashed into the place where the Golden Finch spoke.

There was silence.

The priestess didn't seem to think about that anymore, and it seemed that she just ran out funny girl, while stretching her five fingers until a blood-red ball appeared in the palm of her hand What happened in the village at this time.

"Kill them...... Timid...... Cowardly ......" didn't finish.

Bang——!

Boom ——!

Bang ——!

Three loud bangs seemed to be able to determine the outcome of the Golden Finch's actions at this time-

The golden beam of light surrounded the priestess, and the girl who walked out of the smoke and dust, her expression, clothing, and heart seemed to be no different from before.

She ducked?

The priestess was stunned for a moment, then felt the power burst from the golden finch's hands.

"How could this ......," the priestess muttered to herself, and the remaining Shadow Clan around her frantically scurried out of the gloomy corners and pounced on the Golden Finch.

The goldfinch was surrounded by a ripple of light, and the gold that emerged from it not only cut the Shadow Clan, but also wrapped the priestess in its entirety.

"He was so good at proposing so many things that were good for the village, but he was condemned for this and made him a 'man of sin,' to be sacrificed to the so-called gods on the Feast of Sleep. ”

"Cowardly, selfish, meaningless, stupid people – you have to pay for everything you do. ”

"No one can stop me from ......"

......

"No kidding, those good things are simply sinful things. The goldfinch listened to her muttering, but there was a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and retorted mercilessly, "It seems that the values of you guys are getting worse." ”

In fact, at this time, there is no suspense anymore-

This necromancer, who uses some of the Dark Shadow Clan's crafting techniques, wants to avenge her husband, the previous village chief, and punish those ordinary people who are "ignorant and ignorant".

"No one can stop me...... Anyone ...... No. Then the goldfinch heard the voice of the priestess.

I always feel ......

"Hush. At this moment the golden threads that had been wrapped around the priestess were slowly blackening—they were "struggling" to break free from the priestess, and then, rushing at the goldfinch, merged into one and stabbed at her!

The sneer on the Sparrow's face had not yet subsided.

The end of the crossbow.

Not even a crossbow.

The goldfinch slowly stretched out his hand, and the power that had been used to pray for blessings became the carrying force of some special request—

But it was interrupted.

Because—a metal gun, nailed the priestess floating in the air—

The nailed priestess, her cloak slipping off, revealing a struggling face, ashen—

She didn't seem to have fully mastered that technique, so much so that the Dark Shadow appeared on her.

The Golden Finch was silent, looking at the uncontrollable Shadow Clan, and when she wanted to raise her gun again, countless "metal guns" burst through the entrance—they pierced through the Shadow Clan, and pinned the priestess to the ground again and again!

The priestess had at least ten such terrible sticks on her body.

In the end, she tried to struggle but to no avail - even both hands were completely nailed to the ground.

......

In the village, the "power" of those dark shadow clans suddenly lost their support.

Shuer slashed the last one down, and his demeanor was much calmer than before.

The dust has settled......

But why, he still has ...... in his heart

......

The goldfinch watched as the priestess was completely dead.

It's an elderly woman with some obsessions.

She was silent until a figure slowly emerged behind her—presumably the one who had seen the road unevenly.

What passerby would go out of his way to pass by the cave under the waterfall?!

"It's you......" Goldfinch looked back at the man.

The visitor was dressed in the adventurer's leather light armor, his short dark blue hair was slightly raised, and his black eyes were a little cunning on a shocked face - he heard the golden finch's emotion, and smiled again: "Aha, long time no see......"

"Hester. The goldfinch pronounced his name.