Despite the fact that the night can affect one's vision, the Scar Man who kept vigil 'spotted' Albert due to the firelight. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Albert didn't look up, but he could clearly hear the footsteps getting closer. He didn't make any moves, roasting wild boar meat on his own. He was really hungry these days, and he had to replenish as much energy as possible before the big battle.

"Who are you?" Scar Man appeared in front of Albert.

"Can't you see? I'm an adventurer. Albert glanced at the scarred man, but he didn't raise his head, still staring at the fat golden wild boar.

"Of course I do. The scar man looked a little displeased, if there was nothing important to do, he would definitely kill this kid. "I'm asking why you're here. His words turned cold.

"I'm an adventurer, and I'm here for adventure, of course. Albert shrugged, then picked up the roast and gulped it down. Even though the pork was only medium-rare and bloodshot, he had no choice but to settle for it, and he didn't believe that Scar Man would give him time to finish roasting the meat.

"Boy, you'd better be smart. Scar Man sat across from Albert: "Tell me what you're here for." ”

"Hmm. Albert muttered as he chewed on the pork.

"Swallow and speak, do you want to taste the taste of being slapped flat by the tower shield?" The scar man took off the tower shield from his back and glared at Albert, a little impatient.

"Let me tell you, Miss Jesse, daughter of the beautiful Baron Gardenia, is nearby. Albert swallowed the food and showed a look of disdain: "I am her subordinate, you dare to touch me?"

Albert believed that most mercenaries would be interested in the noble girl in the mountains, but the name was not something he had made up randomly. When Albert was a student at the Academy of Magic, he was the daughter of Baron Gardenia. He knows very well that true lies are the most credible.

"Miss Aristocracy?" the scar man's eyes lit up. "Are you telling the truth?" he thought to himself.

Scar Man has been abstinent for more than a week for this mission, which suffocates him. And he has already embarked on a path of no return, and he is not afraid of kidnapping one more noble lady, anyway, he will immigrate to the Buffia Empire after this mission is completed. It's just that he doesn't know if he can gnaw this bone himself, maybe it would be safer to call a companion, but he doesn't want to share the delicious food with others, even if it's a companion who is born and died.

"Don't talk nonsense, of course the daughter of a baron is a nobleman. Despicable mercenary, get away from the uncle. Albert lifted his chin and said arrogantly.

The scarred man looked fierce, grabbed Albert by the collar, picked him up, and asked in a deep voice, "Despicable?"

"Damn, let me go, you're going to die!" Albert yelled, pretending to be struggling, and kicked his legs indiscriminately.

"Little brute, who is despicable!" The scar man raised his hand and slapped Albert in the face, his eyes widened, and he gritted his teeth and asked, "Answer me, you, or me?"

"Maid... Mercenary master, I'm lowly, it's me. Albert nodded and cried, "You... What exactly do you want to do?"

Looking at the hideous-looking scarred man, Albert sneered in his heart. His plan has succeeded, and people are the easiest to make wrong judgments when they are angry, and looking at the state of the scar man, it is estimated that there is not much reason left. The only fly in the ointment is that Albert's acting skills are so poor that he didn't squeeze out even a single tear after crying for a long time.

"Speak to me. The scar man raised his hand and slapped a loud slap: "If you don't want to die, answer my question, word for word!" Seeing Albert's head, the scar man asked, "Tell me, how many of you are? What kind of strength are you, why are you here?"

"Master mercenary, please don't kill me, I'll say anything. Albert wiped the blood from his mouth, covered his swollen face, and said with a crying voice, "I'm the night watchman tonight, hungry and looking for some food, and here I am." He pointed to the barbecue in the campfire, and his words became a little incoherent: "It's all this damned boar, it's its fault for bringing me here! ”

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and answer my question!" "Scar Man grabbed Albert's head and slammed it into a nearby tree trunk.

"Don't kill me!" Albert pleaded, covering his head, blood staining his hands red. "I also have a companion, who is also a servant, and his strength is on par with mine. With that, he licked his lips. "Miss Jesse is beautiful, if you are interested, I am willing to show you the way. He smiled wickedly.

Scar Man nodded, thinking with what little sanity he had left. Judging from the performance of the other party, it is obvious that he is a waste who is greedy for life and afraid of death.

"Clever boy. Scar grinned, swelling thoughts devouring the last shred of reason.

Albert got up from the ground, wiped the dirt from his face, smiled, and hurriedly stepped forward to lead the way. The scar man followed, for fear that the other party would deceive him, and get rid of him.

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I don't know how long it took, Scar Man looked at the silence around, frowned and asked, "How far is it, you chased the wild boar for a kilometer?"

"It's coming, it's coming soon. Albert whispered, a chill flashing in his eyes. As soon as his words fell, he quietly put on the dragon's blood ring. Then he drew the one-handed sword from his boot armor, turned sharply, and stabbed at Scarman.

"You're looking for death!" the scar man shouted, holding the tower shield in front of him, his eyes full of contempt, and he didn't even bother to gather his vitality.

But in the next second, his eyes changed to consternation—

A one-handed sword swirling with scorching flames pierced the tower shield, tearing through the leather armor and stabbing into the flesh.

The scar man was stunned, looking at Albert's dress, there was no fluctuation in vitality, he thought he was a trainee martial artist. However, Scar Man couldn't figure out how a magician could have such power, and why did a magician wear leather armor and use a one-handed sword in hand-to-hand combat. On top of that, the opponent summoned flames without casting a spell. But the Demon Swordsman also has to sing, and he has to be energetic!

What's going on here?

Albert was not in the slightest surprised by this result. The hardwood clad iron material, the tower shield that was not blessed with vitality, how could it resist the enchanted 'Elementary Sharpness', and blessed Long Yan's pure steel one-handed sword.

Albert scoffed, and while the mercenary was stunned, he launched a stormy onslaught.

None of the people who worked as mercenaries and survived were vegetarians. Despite his many doubts, Scar Man quickly returned to his normal state and began to fight back. I swore in my heart that I must subdue the strange magician in front of me and relieve all my doubts.

The battle between the two is at a stalemate.

As time passed, the little advantage Albert had gained by sneak attacks was gone. In the face of the six-star strength of the scar man, even if he has excellent equipment, it is still very difficult to resist. The difference in strength between the two is too big, and Albert at this time is like a flat boat under the huge waves, precarious, and in danger of destruction at any time.

With the blessing of vitality, the strength of the tower shield has increased a lot, and it is difficult for Albert's one-handed sword and dragon claw to cause damage to Scar Man. But Scarman's attack made Albert a little difficult to parry.

In a short time, Albert was covered in bruises, his right hand holding the sword was dislocated, and three ribs were broken. With every breath, Albert shuddered.

The scar man picked up the tower shield and smashed it at Albert with all his might, bringing the sound of the wind whistling.

Albert took three steps back and avoided the blow. But then he slipped and fell to the ground.

This overjoyed Scar, and he stepped forward, intending to repeat his old trick and crush Albert's head. But before he could lift the tower shield, he was caught naked by a vine and suddenly pulled him into the air.

The scar man was startled, but reacted quickly. Just as he grabbed the vine and had no time to tear it off, a rock wrapped in vines roared.

The sound of the impact and the cracking of bones rang out at the same time, and the scarred man wailed, flew backwards for several meters, and then crashed into a tree and fell to the ground. He tried to get up, but his ribs were broken, and the pain slowed him down by half a minute.

Albert smiled at the success of the conspiracy, and with a wave of his hand, five fireballs shot out in a pentagonal shape with a long tail of flames.

Seeing this scene, the scar man didn't have time to be surprised, and rolled on the spot, avoiding the dense fireballs.

However, just as Scar Man was about to congratulate himself on his agility, he was horrified to find that the ground he was on was sinking. He instinctively wanted to flee, but the next second, the ground collapsed. Weeds, dirt, and rocks are sinking. The scar man instinctively scratched everywhere, but in vain. Below him, more than a dozen cone-shaped stakes awaited him.

Scar Man gathered all his vitality to bless himself, hoping to escape, but a wooden stake still pierced his thigh, making him unable to move.

Albert stopped the mana and returned to his left hand. He dragged the wounded body to the trap, looked down at the scarred man in the pit, and said, "Idiot, can you answer me a few questions?"

"Despicable sneak attacker, fight me fairly!" As soon as Scar Man spoke, a lot of blood flowed from his wound.

"Fair fight, if I'm a five-star magician, maybe consider it. Albert nodded and teased, "But I guess you won't have to wait that long." ”

If the strength is similar, Albert will choose to defeat the opponent with dignity. But it would be stupid to face the enemy head-on if the gap in strength is too large.

Albert's personality has changed a lot since his awakening, and he knows that. He became a little cunning, a little cold-blooded. Only for the enemy, of course. But Albert didn't think the change was bad, and if he were in an equal world, he might try to be a good person. But in the continent of Atlante, where there is no justice at all, good people can only become the prey of others.

"What do you want to know?" there was a moment of silence before Scar Man spoke.

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