It was a young man in linen short sleeves, with long messy brown curls hiding his eyes underneath, and the conceited smile at the corners of his mouth turned into surprise in the next moment, then to horror, and finally to be hidden by the pale blue ice. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The creature fell to the ground, his hands scratching at the ice on his face. Byron walked over and knocked him unconscious with his fist - after all, these hooligans were from the town, and maybe the aunt who was staring at them on the side of the road was his mother, and when she pounced, Byron didn't know whether to beat him or not......

He rushed into the tavern in a few steps, Chablis's fat body collapsed on the old wooden floor, huddled in a ball, and his head clutched and howled, and two thugs beside him kicked him with their feet. The other scoundrel sat on a wooden bench.

The change in the light at the doorway made them turn their heads, and a few eyes swept away from Byron.

They immediately recognized Byron.

The scoundrel sitting on the stool stood up, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Byron, I have finally found you, come with us obediently, ...... today."

He wanted to say something more, but a milky white ball of light suddenly appeared in front of Byron, and the whole tavern flashed.

Byron lunged forward two steps before having to stop.

For the leading rascal, enduring the discomfort, drew the dagger, groped and placed it on Chablis's neck, and then said in a deep voice, "Don't move, or I will kill him." ”

Several people stood quietly until they regained their vision, and Byron really stood in place as he said, just pulling out the long sword on his back, and his face turned a little colder.

The left corner of the short-bearded man's mouth curved slightly upward, and the dagger in his hand began to roam Chablis's neck. Then he raised his head and said in a slightly angry tone: "Ridiculous clown, don't you put your sword down, do you want him to die?"

Byron was silent for a second, then asked, "You're here for me?"

"Huh, what do you say?"

Byron took a few steps back to the door, turned and ran.

The three of them were slightly stunned, and the leading guy was the first to react, kicking Chablis away, and then yelling: "Chase!"

They rushed out of the tavern, and Byron was gone. And outside the tavern, there were only the little rascals lying next to the empty barrels, and they walked over.

"A guy who can only play two-handed tricks knocked him out, what a piece of rubbish. ”

A young rascal squatted down and slapped his hand a few times, but the guy still didn't wake up. Behind the empty barrel next to him, a man suddenly stood up, his outstretched fingers still wrapped in the magic that flowed.

The three of them were stunned for a moment, and before they could react, the little rascal in the lead fell to the ground, covered his face and rolled on the ground, and a whining sound came from his mouth.

The remaining two hooligans, one turned around and ran, and the other bent sideways to help the guy on the ground. Byron's cold voice sounded beside him: "You dare to help him try." ”

He stiffened and immediately ran.

The hooligans on the ground finally broke through the ice and sat up half-propped up. Byron walked over and placed the blade of his sword around his neck. He raised his head, his blue eyes were full of fear, and he muttered, "No...... Don't kill me. ”

"I'm not going to kill you. Byron shook his head slightly: "But you have to come with me." ”

He stood up as Byron watched, and the two of them walked into the tavern together, where Chablis lay motionless like a corpse. Byron's face changed dramatically, and he slashed the rascal's leg with a sword and kicked him to the ground before rushing over.

Getting closer, Byron noticed that Chablis's chest was still rising and falling vigorously, and probed Chablis's snort, and found that he was breathing steadily, but he had fainted. The rascal howled and crawled to the door, trying to escape while Byron checked Chablis's injuries.

But how can anyone howl while fleeing?

Byron immediately noticed the anomaly here, and he ran to the door and closed the door of the tavern, which was already blocked by onlookers.

You have to leave as soon as possible, or you may not be able to leave.

"If you don't shut up, I'll kill you. Byron took the long sword and waved it, for a person like him who didn't know how to swordsmanship, an inch long and an inch strong, it was simply the truth. The hooligan immediately stopped shouting, and fine beads of sweat on his forehead slid down the bridge of his towering nose, making only a slight gasp.

"Where is your gang's base camp?"

"In ...... In the manor. ”

"Tell me specifically, where is the manor?" Byron slammed his sword on this guy with his flat blade, daring to delay time!

"...... in the dungeon below the warehouse"

"Who is the boss of your gang, I haven't seen him in so long in town, I want to know. ”

"Like you, a wizard. ”

Byron said displeasedly, "I remember you didn't call me that before, let me think, well, Joker, that clown who can only play a few tricks." ”

Chablis had hired Byron to perform spells in his shop, and the two were in a state of confusion, and in order to create a certain mysterious atmosphere, Byron naturally chanted ancient languages during the performance, coupled with a variety of complicated handwriting, and then a faint blue cold glow appeared in his hand, which caused a burst of exclamations from the onlookers.

These little rascals are the townspeople, and they often come to the only tavern in the town, and Byron's performance looks like a clown to these hooligans and bullies. Because, they have seen real wizards, and they have also seen the latter cast spells, so they will be disdainful of Byron.

"Lord Byron, that's my short-sightedness, no ......"

Byron kicked him, then continued, "Tell me about the wizard." ”

It turned out that this guy had only seen the necromancer once, and that was when the wizard first came to town and found them, to be precise, these hooligans wanted to rob this lonely traveler. The latter just waved his hand slightly, and they were all inexplicably frightened, some people's arms exploded, and some people fainted directly to the ground.

Then the wizards recovered them.

Byron's knowledge of sorcery was limited to two sorcery, which he learned directly through experience. Byron wanted to pretend to think about it, but it immediately came to the conclusion in his mind: it was a panic technique, which did no harm to the courageous man, and the emotion of fear would grow its power.

This is all thanks to the level 1 basic magic and basic knowledge in the system. As soon as he thought about it, common knowledge about necromantic sorcery immediately came to his memory, and as if he had really learned it, he could look it up at will.

Then Byron stared at the little rascal inscrutablely: "Tell me what else you know." ”

"Yes, yes. The little rascal immediately agreed, covering his wound with one hand, and a little anxious under his pale face. At this time, the sudden commotion outside the door made them all move their eyes to the door.

"Hey, are they in there?" a rough voice sounded.

Byron said to the man on the ground, "The time has come to test you, and I will let you go." The little rascal nodded quickly, Byron's sword was on his shoulder, and the threat to his life forced him to comply.

Byron nodded in satisfaction, then hid by the door, and the bully outside seemed to get an answer from the onlookers, and stepped on the wooden steps in front of the tavern to the door.

"The door is locked"

"Go away!" a bully kicked the door open, and the wooden deadbolt didn't stop it in the slightest. Chablis didn't pay attention to his own safety, Byron was still thinking nonsense, and the long sword in his hand made a slashing gesture.

"Be careful, he's hiding by the door. The little rascal in the tavern roared, and struggled to run to Chablis, intending to take him hostage again.

The bullies outside the door immediately dispersed, and Byron bit his lower lip. A set of dark blue data immediately came to his eyes. The young man focused his mind on the detailed data of the 'Frozen Ray':

【Frozen Ray (Beginner, 0/50)】

Department of plastic energy

Level: Warlock/Sorcerer 0 rings

Spell Component: Pose

Cast Time: A standard action

Distance: Close (25 feet + 5 feet / every 2 cast levels)

......

He assigned 50 XP to the level of Freezing Ray, and the stats instantly changed to [Freezing Ray (secondary, 0/75), damage +0.5, penetration +1].

The little rascal ran forward a few steps while covering the wound on his thigh, and a huge impact hit him in the back, and he fell to the ground in an instant after staggering, his back instantly became numb, and his body began to twitch unobeyedly.

Byron dragged his sword to the little rascal, who was already foaming at the mouth and unconscious. The piercing freezing ray struck him down the spine, and the man was dead, but Byron slashed his head with a single sword.

On the dusty floor, dark red blood flowed all over the ground, Byron suppressed the discomfort in his heart, stood aside with his sword, and looked coldly at the bullies who rushed in.

Unlike the young people in the town, they were just bewitched, but their essence was still kind. These bullies from outside the country, they are a group of outright villains, they are good at using intimidation and violence to ruthlessly oppress the weak. As long as they have money, they can do anything.

These guys were wearing cowhide armor that they had found out of nowhere, and they were all wearing scarlet cloaks on their backs, and they were also holding swords in their hands.

Byron asked coldly, "I heard you're looking for me?"

A slender bald man stepped forward, frowned at the corpse on the floor, and said, "We're not looking for you, you were seen with Sam's wanted criminal this morning, and we just came to inquire about the situation." ”

Byron nodded: "And then?"

Seemingly enraged by Byron's arrogance, several bullies immediately greeted Byron's immediate family.

"You shouldn't be nosy, tell me what you know, shut up and get out of town, maybe you can still save your life. The bald man stared at him with a dangerous gaze.

For what the bald head said, Byron would not believe a word. It is clear that he wants to talk first, and then there is no need to capture him alive, and a few bullies can surround him and slash them all without sparing.

The guy lying on the ground had already caused the villagers outside the door to exclaim, and Byron vaguely heard someone talking.

"It's Aunt Ciel's child!"

Before the words had been spoken, a thin little aunt with dry and yellow hair rushed out of the crowd, rushed into the tavern in a few steps, and threw herself on the headless corpse. Under the patched linen clothes, her chest rose and fell violently, and she let out a wail, and tears flowed down the corners of her eyes.

Byron pursed his lips and wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it.

Several bullies frowned deeply, and they were annoyed by Aunt Ciel's crying and scolded, "Shut up and get out." ”

Aunt Cill didn't react, but reached out her wrinkled hands and stroked her son's body, crying out his name. The bald guy made a look, and the bully next to him immediately walked towards Aunt Sil.

Byron swung his sword, and the bully took a step back as if facing a great enemy.

The bald guy said upsetly: "Grab him for me, break his hands and feet, and be careful not to kill him." ”

A group of bullies rushed over in an instant, and at the forefront was a big man with a double knife, he stepped over in a few steps, Byron slashed a sword diagonally with his right hand, and the big man blocked it with a knife, and the force of the shock swung the long sword away.

The bald guy looked relieved: obviously this adventurer is not their opponent, I heard that he has a few tricks, but that can't save him.

Byron felt his entire arm go numb, but his left hand was in a proper position, and his attacking intent was well concealed.

Whether it was the crowd of onlookers in front of the doorway, or the crowd in front of the broken glass window, or the bullies staring at Byron viciously, they were all flashed into their eyes by the bright light in the next moment, and the cries of pain rang out one after another.

Although Byron closed his eyes for the first time, the dazzling bright light penetrated through the thin eyelids, and he also fell into a white world.

The noise in his ears did not affect Byron in the slightest, and he rediscovered the illusion of seeing objects, which was the manifestation of powerful perception in the outside world

Just as closing one's eyes allows one's ears to hear more clearly, without the clutter of images, Byron "felt" that the guy with the twin knives was standing still, watchful.

Byron estimated that there should be 5 mana points left, and there were exactly five bullies in front of him, but he didn't have time to waste here.

He ran to the location he remembered in a few steps, touched the latch of the back door, and ran out. At first, he was worried that the back door was blocked, but there were only a few logs behind the door. As for Chablis, the tall man is not something he can move, it can only depend on his own luck.

"He's running away!" a bully reacted.

"Keep up. By the time they reached the back door, Byron was nowhere to be found. Hopefully, the lesson should be a lesson for them to remember, and to keep the back door.

Byron made a few detours, and when he reached where Sam was hiding, he knocked a few times.

"Open the door. ”

Sam heard Byron's voice and hurriedly opened the door.

"Something happened. ”

Byron panted and said, "Hurry up, there are people behind." ”

With that, Byron glanced back at the back, where there was a young man who was watching.

Sam said no more, and rushed out the door, and the young guard members in the house shouted dissatisfiedly, "Have you cleared my suspicion?"

"They've found out you're harboring Sam, can you leave?" said Byron, who had already run away.

The young man named Alan seemed to be stunned by the news, and he stood there for a moment, then ran wildly.

The entrance to the town

The two guards saw Byron running from a distance, and a man was chasing after him.

When Byron and the man got closer, they were startled, wasn't that the "former captain", Sam? But now that he was wanted, they drew their swords. Byron rushed to the scene, and he looked panicked and shouted, "Help me, Sam has killed someone." ”

It was this indiscriminate adventurer again, and the two looked at him with disdain.

Byron gasped and stood still in front of them, as if he thought it was safe, and said, "Let's arrest him together, but you will invite me to drink." ”

The soldiers of the two garrisons suddenly had their noses crooked, if it wasn't for Sam who had already run in front of them, otherwise they would have to teach this hairy boy a lesson, obviously they saved his life, why did they invite him to drink instead?

Alan soon chased after him, and he looked at the situation in front of him in amazement, a little confused for a while.

Sam walked to the gate with a short knife, looked at his former subordinates, and laughed, "It turned out to be you two little bunnies." ”

"Shut up, you're already a wanted criminal, and you dare to humiliate us. ”

"Uncle Sam, you can't beat the two of us. Although you are the captain, your strength ......" the other guard guy shook his head.

Sam was furious and yelled, "Look how I fix you today." Then he rushed over.

Byron quietly stepped back, and the two soldiers didn't have time to pay attention to the guy who was about to retreat, just that he was scared by Sam.

One soldier and Sam fought a sword, and the other soldier was about to swing his sword and slash at him, when suddenly a huge force struck him in the back, piercing the leather armor, making him unable to stand any longer and falling forward to the ground.

A terrifying thought came to the minds of both members of the garrison at the same time - this adventurer and Sam were in the same group!