After listening to Boris's words, Elan expressed his gratitude to Boris with a solemn face: "Boris, I believe in you! Thank you for telling me all this, if one day, I really run into the devil, and I hurt the devil with this guy, I will thank you again." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Trust you, big-headed ghost!

If Elan still doesn't believe it, Boris will probably use self-harm to prove that he is not lying.

So, instead of believing what Boris said, Elam believed the psychic hints.

Elan, who gave the psychic hint a thumbs up, also put away the horn and stuffed it into the khaki traveler's backpack on his chest.

The male snow deer finally quieted down, presumably because Wayne and his gang were taken to the edge of the camp by Sinia and his party.

"Elan, the sheep-headed leader's horn is of better quality, just by carrying it, ordinary devils will not dare to come near you!" Boris's eyes twitched, and he stared at the sheep-headed leader's horn again.

"How can you be so greedy, take it when you see it!" Elan gave Boris a look of extreme contempt, then raised his leg and walked towards Sinia, and said secretly: Such a good thing, I can't take half of it.

"Calm down! Calm down, Baron Sinia, calm down!" the butler Stubin was trying his best to comfort Siniah.

Before the leader of the sheep-headed people, the scene of being cut off by Sinia's sword and body and axe and gun not only frightened Wayne and the others, but also scared the people in the camp a lot.

Wayne was so angry that his face was yellow like wax, his lips were white, he had never been humiliated like this, and what was even more odious was that he found himself scared, afraid that Sinia would really behead him.

Wayne has heard a lot about Sinia, the most famous of which is that Sinia beat a prince of the empire miserably for a little girl, if it weren't for Sinia's father, whether the prince would have been ordered to return to the imperial capital is a matter of two words.

Wayne, who is used to being arrogant, doesn't think that he will be more noble than the prince, so it is not impossible that Sinia will decide to kill him.

Wayne is enduring it, since he came out of the grizzly bear, he has not been so aggrieved, even if he is in the imperial capital, whether it is the child of a big noble family or a child of the royal family, he will give him some face.

The Dentster Territory is indeed a barbaric, barren place, no, it should be said that the three northern leaders of the empire are all like this, lowly inferior people, who do not understand etiquette at all.

If Elan knew what Wayne was thinking, he was afraid that he would not be angry with the other party's behavior just now.

Because fools, no matter what you do, you don't have to be surprised.

Elan's mind is not on Sinia's side, Wayne naturally has Sinia to cook, so he won't overstep his responsibilities.

What's more, no matter how stupid Wayne is, he is also the son of a great nobleman of the empire, he is just a commoner, unless he kills Wayne on the spot, there is really nothing he can do with Wayne.

However, you can consider getting rid of Wayne secretly.

Thinking of this, Elan pinched his chin and thought about the feasibility of this matter for a moment.

Soon, Elan shook his head, leaving the idea of assassinating Wayne behind, not that he couldn't do it, but that it wasn't worth it, and he wasn't an assassin who was good at assassination, so it was inevitable that he wouldn't leave any clues.

It's better to find a way to improve your strength first, and then it will be safer to go out and wander around.

"What are you doing here?" Elan's plan was dashed, and as he walked over to the body of the leader of the sheepheads, Hetty had already cut off the heads of the sheepheads.

Elan, who was a little reluctant to mention the head in Hetiti's hand, said, "I'll see if there's anything I can do to help, it's a coincidence, I'll help you dispose of this corpse!"

As he spoke, Elan stepped forward to take the head of the leader of the sheep-headed people from Hetty.

But without thinking, Hetty took two steps back and said to Elan: "Thank you, but this head is useful to Sinia, you can help deal with the remaining corpses on the ground!"

"What do you want this head to do? ”

Elan approached Hetty, whispered in the other's ear, "You don't know that the sheep's horns have a special effect, do you?

"Flutter!"

Hetty, who usually has a cold face, showed an expression that was amused by you: "Special effect? Isn't it just that it can hurt the devil!

Aren't the clergy of the church going to say something about how to deal with demons and devils?

You won't... you haven't prayed at church before, have you?"

Elan's expression didn't say how wonderful it was, he hated Boris half to death in his heart, what information his friend had worked so hard to get, it was just common sense, okay?

Awesome, my brother, you're playing me around!

Hetty really guessed correctly, since he was a child, he has never been to church at all except for hiding in the church for fear of retaliation after fighting with people.

Every woman is a natural actor, and Elan, who is embarrassed, is spoiled by Hetty's next words, making him feel like he has played a roller coaster.

Hetty pursed his lips and laughed a few times: "Okay, I won't play you anymore, the church will definitely know the role of the sheep's horns, the sheep-headed people are not creatures of the Sydirol Continent at all."

We don't need to use the horns of a ram to deal with the devil, and besides, Sinia and I haven't seen the devil yet!

Sinia wants to take this guy's head and make it into an ornament to decorate the hall of the Black Swan Castle, you have a lot of knowledge! You actually know the function of the sheep's horn, but according to the information I know, I am afraid that ordinary devils will not be able to do anything to you!"

"Either you pick up my gloves and be like the ancestors of the Primo family and never let go of those who humiliate him!

Elan, who was being teased by Hetty, heard Xenia's cold voice, and he looked towards the edge of the camp, and saw Sinia throwing her armor and gloves on the ground, and looking at Wayne with disdain in her eyes like a weak chicken.

Throwing gloves between nobles is not fun, it means a fight of life and death!

In the gladiatorial arena of Hyfinga, this kind of gladiatorial fight is often staged, and most of the reasons are that it is nothing more than that you slept with my wife, or I slept with your wife, and you are not convinced.

However, death is usually rare, and for nobles, being humiliated and slapped in the face is more unacceptable than death.

Now, Wayne certainly wouldn't think so, because everyone knows that Sinia is an absolute supporter of death as punishment.