"Smack!"

The Marshall knight whipped the untouchables in front of him and said sharply: "Say, which untouchable went into the mountains to hunt?" ”

"Knight, knight, please be lenient with your subjects." Watching Marshall raise his horsewhip again, the old man, who had finally arrived, slipped and knelt in front of his unconscious son.

"Don't you say yes?" Marshall smiled and pulled out the broad-bladed sword at his waist, he was in a bad mood, and was ready to go hunting in the forest to relieve his emotions, but he didn't want to see this pariah directly holding a porcupine leg with blood in his hand, and without the permission of his lord, he went into the forest to hunt without permission, not to mention killing one, that is, he slaughtered the village directly, and made trouble to the baron, he had something to say.

Of course, the slaughter of the village is only harming his own interests, and he will not do it at all, after all, these untouchables are also his property.

"Lord Knight, it's a wizard in the forest, and that wizard hunts and trades with us." The old man said hurriedly.

"Wizard?" Marshall sneered, these pariahs know what a wizard is, and he is afraid that he is another hunter who has fled into the mountains and forests, and maybe he is still a wanted criminal......

As soon as he thought of this, the anger in his heart also disappeared, and he turned to the few guards with him and said, "Come with me to meet the so-called wizard." ”

"Hahahaha"

"What the Marshall Knight said is that we need to take good care of that 'wizard' lord."

The guards and he also fought on the battlefield for many years before they came back to enjoy the blessings, although the relationship between them is still superior, but they are no longer so strict and inferior.

Marshall was in a good mood all of a sudden, turned over on his horse, pointed at the old man with his horsewhip, and said condescendingly: "Lead the way ahead, and if you find that so-called wizard, you will be spared." ”

The old man nodded hurriedly, touched his hand on his son's head lovingly, his eyes showed a little reluctance, but he did not hesitate, he immediately stood up, trotted towards the forest with his white hair, and his back became more and more rickety.

Marshall and a few of the guards shouted and walked through the street, laughing at the old man's ugly size, pointing at the onlookers, and soon leaving the village.

The son who had been in a coma got up quickly, and the porcupine's leg was still pressed under him, he was a little happy on his face at first, if he was driven into the forest, there was a high probability that he would not be able to come back, not to mention what would happen if he offended the wizard, just in the deep forest where the wizard was located, there were many jackals, tigers and leopards, vicious insects and poisonous snakes.

The knights rode to and fro at will, but they didn't care what the guide was, and if they died inside, they would die inside.

Soon the village chief's son had some inexplicable emotions, he didn't go in, his father, who didn't eat and work every day, and quarreled with his daughter-in-law, went in, but he died when he died, saving him from making noise every day.

"It's just that what the old immortal touched my head?"

In the forest.

"Hurry, hurry!" Marshall shouted, the whip in his hand sounded, and several guards rode leisurely to join in the fun.

Several of them came from ordinary backgrounds, and the great Marshall was only the son of a groom in the Baron's Castle, and he didn't even have a surname, but after becoming a knight, he was surprisingly fond of bullying these pariahs.

Even if they were once a member of the untouchables.

The old man gasped desperately, his chest seemed to have become a broken blower, the bones all over his body were wailing, dozens of meters down, he stumbled and almost fell to the ground, thanks to the many vines in the forest, he reached out and grabbed the figure.

Marshall, however, did not give him any further rest, and drove away again for a while, and saw a wooden house in the distance, and the old man fell to his knees on the ground, and pointed with trembling fingers, but before he could speak, he plunged headlong into the mud on the ground.

A few people on horseback passed by, and let the old man die silently in the forest after being exhausted and unconscious.

"Peng!" Marshall turned over and dismounted, kicked open the door of the wooden house, and the furnishings inside were simple, a wooden bed, a futon, a boiler for burning wood, and a complete set of copper knives hanging on the wall.

"Sure enough, it's a pariah." He snorted, "The house burned down for me, wait for him to come back and teach him a good lesson." ”

"Why are you burning my house?" The stiff voice came from behind a few people, Marshall was shocked, turned to look, it was a tall strong man wearing animal skin clothes, with a national face, heroic, but no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like they are Antleys, I can't tell where they are, at least Marshall has never seen such a humane on the battlefield.

"Why did you, Orion, trespass into my territory without permission!" Marshall swallowed the word untouchable, judging from his appearance and temperament, he was more like a soil dog than this strong man, and looking at the appearance of the muscles, maybe he could beat him to death with one punch.

"Your territory?" He Shan didn't quite understand, he had just come to this world for less than three months, and the language was not very easy to learn, Linghaixing's language was similar to Chinese, all of them were pictographic languages, and some pronunciations were even more similar, and it was effortless to learn, plus in modern society, the language was very standardized, and there were dictionaries and pronunciations, which were quick to learn.

This world is a bit like the Indo-European language family of the earth, with a lot of messy trills, tongue curls, and grammar, which is simply head-wrenching, and until now He Shan is only in the realm of simple daily communication.

Marshall's sentence just now was simple to translate, but in fact, he subconsciously used a lot of grammar that belonged to superior people, and after breaking away from the local accent, He Shan was completely blind.

Looking at his expression, Marshall immediately realized that the man in front of him might not have understood his words at all, and carefully looked at the other party without any weapons, and suddenly his confidence came, regardless of whether this person was a foreign nobleman, or a superior person who came from somewhere, or simply a savage, what are you afraid of without weapons?

"Catch him!"

Several guards drew their broadswords and flanked He Shan left and right, all with cautious expressions on their faces.

Judging from their height, a few of their untouchable guards are one meter six or eight according to the earth's algorithm, Marshall is slightly taller, only one meter seventy-two or seventy-three, but He Shan is more than two meters old, and he is already like a little giant in front of them.

Counting the body size, the gap is even greater, the thinnest guards, the thighs are only the thickness of He Shan's forearms, although they are loyal to the Marshall knights, but if He Shan has no weapons, they will not come forward to kill.

Maybe such a majestic man already has the strength to become a knight.

"These natives are really ......" He Shan was also a little helpless, he didn't come to make trouble, and he didn't show his strength at will when he came to this world, restrained his own play, was kind to others, and recuperated from the injuries on his body, but he didn't expect that someone would come to the door inexplicably.

"Then don't blame me for being rude."