Open your eyes, sit up from bed,

Hector gritted his teeth and suppressed the smile on his face, the corners of his lips had been torn and blood was dripping.

Taking out the confinement white anesthetic grass from the box, Hector pinched a pinch and put it in his mouth, chewed slowly with the smell of blood, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

The brain begins to go numb, and the nightmare is finally gone.

With his hands clenched and his joints rattled, Hector fell to the ground and walked around dazedly, as if he had lost his soul.

"Knock knock~"

The aimless footsteps stopped, and the corners of Hecht's mouth unconsciously grinned, and he opened the door.

Outside the door are Morris and Di Master.

"Your Excellency has arrived, come with me."

Hector smiled and wiped the corner of his cracked lip.

"Okay."

After that, Morris found Northroys and Didist again, and the five of them didn't talk much nonsense, and walked directly into the bunker hall closest to the ground.

"Lord Lester, I brought the people."

Lester glanced at the four people in front of him and said in a deep voice.

"You only have this one chance."

The man's voice was cold and unforgiving.

"After this time, I will have everything you have, including your souls, and you must serve me all your life, and your descendants must also serve the Emerald Collar and my descendants, eternal and never betrayed, forever living in the dark underground, with killing and death as companions...... It's too late to refuse. ”

"Of course, your orders are the meaning of my life for the rest of my life, my master."

The delicate-looking Northles was the first to bend his knees, slowly kneeling to the ground, and resting his head on the ground.

"Revenge is over, I listen to you."

With blood-stained bandages on his hands, Di Master's language is concise and powerful.

Lester looked at the other two.

"Okay."

Hector said only one word, and the last man, 'Dydist,' just nodded silently and didn't say a word.

"In that case, come with me, you can get used to the new equipment today, and set off tomorrow."

The six of them arrived at the barracks, where the last of the equipment in the wooden crates was unloaded in the warehouse and placed next to the large shield standing against the wall.

Opening the large wooden crates, Lester found the Dance of Death suit boxes and distributed them to the five people in order of their number and size.

"It's custom-made for your body type, so I'm going to wear this when I go out this time."

"Master, this is something as beautiful as a work of art, I wonder if I can know her name?"

The Northles caressed his own dance of death, his eyes glazed over.

"This set of light armor is called the Dance of Death, and it is a magic steel equipment made of oralmostic copper unique to the Emerald Collar."

After briefly explaining the characteristics and additional equipment of the Dance of Death to the five of them, Lester left them to figure it out.

"Master, may I call her Heatlaine?"

Hearing the same name as the North-Royce fiancée, Lesster nodded.

"It's your own business how to name it, you don't need to ask me."

"Oh, my Heathlena~ You've finally come back to me again, and I'll never let you leave me again."

Unlike the Grosles, who were endless, Hector only checked the weapons that came with the Dance of Death first, and finally fixed his eyes on the four magic steel throwing knives.

The Magic Steel Flying Knife is lightweight, suitable for spinning and flying, and not only that.

In Hecht's opinion, these four thin-bladed throwing knives seemed to be more suitable for peeling.

Silently, Didiste took off his black leather armor, put on the Dance of Death, and began to move his body and get used to his weapon.

Studying the elaborate Darkblood Hand Crossbow, Di Master quickly became familiar with how to use it, and couldn't help but admire the design of the pulley.

"The dark blood crossbow of the Dark Blood Crossbow has the effect of breaking armor and can be recycled many times, the loss of the steel bolt is faster than the Dark Blood Crossbow Arrow, and it can be thrown away after not being used, but the Dark Blood Crossbow Arrow is not a last resort, and the arrow must be recovered as much as possible to avoid the outflow of magic steel."

Morris directly removed the magic steel short thorn, after unfolding the magic steel folding stick, the rebar of the short spur handle section was screwed on the hollow gun end of the folding stick, and finally the folded break was screwed with a metal hoop, and a metal spear of one meter eight appeared in his hand.

"This time you go to the north, you have to keep your identity secret, as much as possible to hone your killing skills, robbers, bandits, all the wicked who show hostility to you, will become your prey, you don't need to have any mercy, the wicked can kill the weak, but you must not kill the innocent, the bottom line I explain to you is that you must abide by the rules of killing, you must not violate.

Remember, you're Nightblade Slayers, and act as a team.

It can be assassinated or killed, as long as all the enemies are annihilated and no one escapes, it is considered qualified. ”

After a pause, Lester looked at the people who had stopped their movements and looked at him, and continued.

"After killing the enemy, remember to cut off the right ear of the strong enemy, Maurice overseer, outside of the revenge operation, everyone needs to kill three strong enemies, cut off the right ear of the strong enemy and bring it back,

You only have three months, come back outside of time, even if you complete your revenge, I will not use you again, I don't need incompetent waste, of course, you can also choose to defect and find a place to live in seclusion, I don't care, but you have to be prepared to pay the price. ”

"Hosts, we are definitely not going to ......"

"Don't make promises to me, Nosles, promises and oaths are worthless in my opinion."

Interrupting Northles' words, Lester said coldly.

"I need to see your actions, not your words, remember, repay me with your actions."

"Yes."

……

If you can climb over the Shining Silver Mountains from the Tranquil Forest, you will see a seaside village built in a rugged mountainous area.

The village does not have a name, or it has a name given by the villagers themselves.

Trewell, a lonely place.

"On that hill, there lived a strange visitor."

Young Isaiah always listened to his mother's words, which made him a little more curious to explore.

"Mom, what kind of strange visitor is it?"

Whenever Isaiah asked this question, the woman with a weathered face would always have a strange look that could not be said much, and a harsh accusation would follow.

"Isaiah, let your sheep go! Don't ask so much! ”

"Oh."

Obediently leaving, Isaiah never gave up the opportunity to explore, and the sheep moved closer and closer to the mountains.

"Habul! Watch the sheep, I'll be back in a moment! ”

"Wow!"

The shepherd barked twice obediently and followed the head sheep closely.

Reassuring himself, Isaiah began to run in the mountains,

Children who grow up in the mountains are always accompanied by farmland or pastureland, and running is just the simplest part of daily life.

He climbed two mountains, three mountains, and however, he found nothing.

"What kind of strange visitor is it?"

Scratching his head, although a little unwilling, Isaiah had to leave.