For this lion-born noble young master, there were not many things he could never forget.

Leon is one of them.

If Leon hadn't appeared, he would have been in the company of a group of rude and dirty mercenaries in the cold wilderness of the barren city, enjoying the luxurious and warm rooms, the mellow wines, the flamboyant beauties and the flattery of others.

"It's you..."

He couldn't help but let out a low growl from his throat, like an angry lion.

It's just that Wald forgot that he wasn't really a lion, and that he was just a lion of Beamon!

Encountering Wald in the enemy's camp was also something that Leon did not expect.

He assassinated the guards guarding the horses, and with his tomahawk he unleashed a whirlwind slash that cut off a dozen or so legs in one fell swoop, scaring the rest of the horses into the woods before the enemy could react.

Leon was originally prepared to play a game of cat and mouse with the opponent in the woods, which was his best tactic, as long as the opponent was in the trap, it was enough to make his troops lose if he could not kill them all.

However, the mercenary captain Ike's decisiveness surprised Leon a little, but this was not out of his original plan, as soon as the mercenaries left, he immediately appeared to track down and find the fighters.

What people didn't expect was that the mercenaries actually left Wald.

"It's me..."

Lao Lei smiled, like a poor man who had been hungry and thirsty for decades saw the stripped eldest lady, and laughed so much that it was called an evil!

Leon's smile poured over Wald's head like a basin of ice water, and he clearly realized his situation - all the mercenaries had left, and he was the only one in the camp!

In terms of identity, he is a lion nobleman of the upper clan, far more noble than the lower clan of Leon, but in terms of his own combat power... Wald knew very well that the sum of ten of himself would not be a match for Leon.

For this, this noble young master was very self-aware, so his handsome face suddenly turned pale, and he turned around and wanted to run away.

If he wants to run, it also depends on whether Leon gives him a chance.

Call!

Without hesitation, Leon threw his weapon, and the heavy tomahawk with terrifying power whistled in a straight trajectory through the air, slashing at Wald at an alarming speed.

Dealing with such a sinister villain, Leon will definitely not give him a chance to escape, and it will only be a disaster to keep it.

"Ahh

Wald had only run a few steps before the tomahawk pursued him and slashed him in the back!

But when the axe blade had just touched the coat, a bright aura suddenly appeared on Wald's body, and it actually bounced away the attack that had condensed at least ninety percent of Leon's strength.

The tomahawk swirled and landed heavily on the woodland, and Wald, who had been struck a few feet away, fell to the ground screaming.

What is this? Leon was taken aback, and couldn't figure out what this wasten was relying on to carry his own fatal blow.

Although he was extremely puzzled, his movements were not slow at all, and he immediately pulled out the tiger stabbing saber with his backhand, and rushed forward with an arrow step.

Catching up with the other party in three steps and two steps, the raised saber brought a cold cold light, and Leon wanted to see if the miracle just now would happen again.

"Please, don't kill me!"

Looking at Leon, who was chasing after him like a fierce god, Wald's originally fragile psychological defense line suddenly collapsed.

The fear of death made him completely abandon his dignity, and he also forgot his hatred for Leon, and struggled to get up and fell to his knees: "I know I was wrong, I will give you whatever you want, I still have money, I will give it to you..."

His face was covered with mud and leaves, and tears and snot were flowing together, and he was very cowardly.

The blade of the tiger stabbing saber could stop next to Wald's throat, and the cold murderous aura made a layer of goosebumps float on his skin, and the noble young master was stiff and did not dare to move, for fear of being cut by the blade, and his appearance was very ridiculous.

"Money, I heard you've been kicked out of the house, what money can you have?" "Do you have it with you now?" Leon asked playfully with his saber, "How much is your life worth?"

"I, I still have two thousand gold coins and the private property of two shops, all of them in the city of Tomond..."Wald said pitifully, "I can take you back and get it now, all for you, all of them!"

Do you think I'm as inintelligent as you are? Leon wasn't ready to talk nonsense with him anymore.

But as soon as his hand moved, he stopped: "Let's talk about money, what did you use to block my flying axe just now?"

Wald shuddered and took off a silver-gray ring from the ring finger of his right hand, held it with both hands and handed it to Leon: "This, this is the Prayer Ring, which is sealed with a defensive magic spell that can be automatically triggered in times of danger. ”

"It was obtained by my uncle from the secret realm of the Holy Realm, it is a holy weapon left over from ancient times, and it is given to you now, please spare me!"

At the mention of his uncle, Wald's eyes couldn't help but flash a look of resentment, and he quickly lowered his head for fear of being discovered by Leon.

It's just that this didn't escape Leon's sharp gaze, and he couldn't help but smile coldly in his heart.

Lei didn't know what the secret realm of the Sanctuary was, and the name of the Prayer Ring was the first time he had heard of it, but he had heard of the holy weapon.

On the Glowing Continent, objects containing magical powers, including weapons, armor, jewelry, and even daily necessities, are collectively referred to as magical artifacts, referred to as magic weapons, while special items related to divine arts and belief in divine power are called holy weapons.

Whether it is a magic weapon or a holy weapon, they all have their own special functions, some of which are relatively ordinary things, and some are rare and extremely powerful.

Wald's Prayer Ring, which automatically triggers the Lord of Guardianship when the owner is fatally attacked, undoubtedly shows its value.

Smiling coldly in his heart, Leon reached out and grabbed the prayer ring: "I want this ring, as for your life..."

When it was time for fate to arbitrate, Wald raised his head again, pleading, hopeful, flattering, and so on on his face.

The next moment, his expression changed suddenly, and his eyes shone with disbelief, staring at Leon.

He wanted to say something, but he couldn't, and a bloody streak on his neck was slowly expanding.

"I want your life too!"

Leon said lightly, put away his saber and straightened up, picked up his battle axe from the side of it, and quickly left the mercenary camp.

When Leon's figure completely disappeared into the woods, Wald, who fell to his knees, took his last breath.

His death was like a drop in a great river, and it did not cause the slightest ripple, now or later.

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Camp on the hill at night.

Akram stood on top of a carriage, his staff in his hand and looking into the distance, his thin robes blown by the bone-chilling wind.

He said suddenly, with a hint of excitement in his tone: "The enemy is coming, prepare for battle!"

In the open environment of the plains, in a favorable terrain, using the two spells of Eagle Vision and Insight, even at night, the mage can use the moonlight to detect movement more than ten miles away.

Just as Leon had predicted, the enemy lurking in the shadows had escaped.

And they all ran on their feet, and there was not a single mount!" a faint smile tugged at the corner of the mage's lips, as if he had sniffed the breath of victory.

Underneath him, Rock Hammer, Fire Hammer, and two other warriors, unhurriedly reloading their crossbow arrows, a pile of well-wound crossbows stacked beside them.

This standard crossbow is produced by the hands of excellent craftsmen in the Terran country, with an effective range of nearly 100 meters, and uses special three-edged armor-piercing arrows to penetrate metal armor at close range, far more powerful than ordinary hand-held light crossbows.

On the underground black market in Tormond City, a standard crossbow costs thirty gold coins, and the cost of thirty crossbows consumes most of Leon's funds.

But the high cost is well worth it.

Xueni stood in the back nervously watching the Bear Hammers prepare for battle, Leon was a little apprehensive that she was not around, and although the Rock Hammer kept her from coming out of the carriage, she still hoped to be able to help a little in the battle with the enemy.

"Sister Xueni, wait a minute, you can stand here and hand us the crossbow!"

Stringing the crossbow in his hand, the fire hammer grinned at Xueni, his optimistic and calm appearance infected the other party, and made the rabbit girl's heart calm down a lot.

"Okay..."Xue Ni nodded vigorously, her strength was not enough, and it was not enough to wind the crossbow, but it was not a problem to hand the crossbow.

This made her feel less useless, so she was much happier, and she was no longer afraid of the impending enemy.

It's just that in her heart, Xue Ni is still a little worried about Leon, who has not yet returned.

On this side, at the junction of the woods and the plains, heavily armed mercenaries were hurrying forward as fast as they could.

The mercenary captain was in a rather bad mood, feeling like a fool who had been fooled, and his anger could only be vented by killing.

Looking at the camp on the hills in the distance, the other party's carriage was still there, and his anger increased exponentially.

"Brothers, rush up and kill them all, all the money earned this time belongs to you, except for that girl, whoever grabs the loot is whoever!"

Stimulated by money, the mercenaries' morale soared, and they roared and walked away.

Although the loss of their mounts and relying on their legs to run made them a little uncomfortable, these mercenaries were not ordinary people, and running fast with weights did not put much pressure on them.

Without wasting much time, the mercenaries approached a place no more than a mile away from the hilly camp.

Determined that their target was not trying to escape, they slowed down and regrouped, and under the leadership of Ek, they approached the camp in a battle formation!

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