Baron Farah cried over the corpse of his wife, but El saved him, but before he could save the others, the woman in full costume was crushed to the ground and her neck was broken, and her bare ass was covered with mud. Monsieur Baron's grief is definitely a true outpouring of affection, in this short overnight, he gave up all his ancestral property, and then was robbed of money and almost died, and no one else could withstand such a series of blows.

What made him even more sad was that his life-saver might not have any good intentions, and the purpose of these wolf-like Istaron cavalry did not go to carry food, but secretly followed behind him, and its purpose can be imagined. In the hands of these people, the gold is not even thought about, and even their own lives are also in danger.

The Istaren cavalry surrounded the mob...... Or rather, the corpses of the mob, who only looked strong and looked intimidating with weapons in their hands, but who were in fact nothing more than the rank of armed peasants, and could not compare to the killing machines of Isttalon who had survived a hundred battles. These thugs relied on nothing more than a bloody and fierce spirit, and they did not know even the most basic dodge defenses, and without any resistance, they were crushed by the hooves of the Istaron cavalry.

The only survivor was the man who had been shot in the leg by El, who had been left behind for questioning because El saw him personally holding the chest containing the gold and felt that he seemed to be a small boss with status. But this guy is not very sensible, seeing that he can't escape, he simply stopped running, gritted his teeth and pulled out the arrow on his leg, and then glared at Er with an expressionless face, looking like he was the uncle.

El was particularly fond of the self-righteous little ones, who he called the little ones, or bear children, even though the man looked twice his age. Generally in this kind of bear child's worldview, he himself is always right, and others are always wrong, so even if he knows that he is eating, he has to lick his lips lightly to express his personality.

There is only one easiest way to deal with such bear children, and that is violence, desperate violence, using violence to completely crush their self-esteem, so that they clearly realize that they are no different from a piece of.

"Who are you who would dare to rob me of my gold?" El asked, turning his horse's head to the man, in a condescending voice.

"Who are you, why can't I rob it?" Facing El's questioning, the expressionless man sneered and asked El in the same words, but his arrogant attitude was immediately met with a straightforward and rough response.

El kicked him in the head, knocked him to the ground, then jumped off the horse, grabbed him by the hair, lifted him up, stared into his eyes and said word by word: "See who Lao Tzu is! Lao Tzu is the general of Isttalen! If you don't know what a general means, then I can tell you more vividly, Lao Tzu has more than 2,000 horses, and it is not more difficult to pinch you to death than a chicken!"

"The arrogant aristocratic pig. Hearing El's intimidation, the expressionless man was not intimidated, the expression on his face was even more disdainful, and he snorted coldly: "You moths who suck the flesh and blood of civilians for a living, only pay attention to the fat in your stomach, and do not care about the life and death of civilians, and let them be displaced...... Since you like to knock bones and suck the marrow so much, you should also be mentally prepared to pay the price!"

El looked down at his abdomen and made sure that there were only solid abs and no fat there, so he rolled his eyes and put those vicious curses behind him without any mental burden, then grabbed the man's trampled palm, broke his wrist bone with a click, looked into his eyes and said seriously: "I think you must have recognized the wrong person, now I will give you another chance to tell me something useful." ”

The expressionless man spat hard at El's face, and El tilted his head to dodge, then patted the man's arm affectionately. A scorpion tail crept out of the cuff under his palm and stung gently. The expressionless man shuddered and then collapsed to the ground like a puddle of mud, letting out a terrible wail.

"I'm really sorry, because there is a terrible being on this side of Sword Castle, so even I can only do bad things secretly with my tail between my legs. El shrugged his shoulders, shook his head and sighed, "If you were still on the other side of the brown hills, you wouldn't know my name, and now the toughest robbers over there will pretend to be like a grandson when they see me...... But don't worry, your sacrifice will bring enough vigilance and lessons to others, and they will definitely appreciate your selfless dedication. ”

While talking nonsense, Ellen saw Baron Farah put down his wife's body, picked up a shovel from the ground, and staggered over. Seeing the mixture of fear and anger on his face, El sighed and closed his mouth to the side.

The man who had been expressionless was still screaming, the Earthwalker's toxin had raised his body's perception to the limit, and at the same time, the pain had reached its limit, and even a true warrior might not be able to withstand that despair. At this moment, a few bruised tendons had erupted on the man's face, his face was red like an eggplant due to severe congestion, and his body twitched involuntarily without the slightest resistance.

Baron Farah staggered over to him, raised his shovel and slapped it on his head. This time, because he used too much strength, coupled with his excitement, he didn't hit. The man screamed and began to curse, cursing all the nobles with the most vicious words. Baron Farah took a deep breath and raised the shovel again, slapping him in the face accurately.

El stood aside and watched as Baron Farah swung his shovel and slapped it on the man's body again and again. Monsieur Baron whipped for five minutes, and did not stop until he was exhausted, and turned his head to El with a smile that was worse than crying. He gasped and laughed miserably, "General, thank you for letting me take revenge. ”

"I didn't expect you to have a deep affection for your wife. El pursed his lips and said half-jokingly.

"Your Excellency, you're joking. Baron Farah sighed, sat down on the ground, wiped a handful of cold sweat from his head and said to El: "I now believe that this is not a drama arranged by you, Your Excellency, so what are you going to do with me now?"

"It's too emotional. El squatted down, picked up the box containing the gold bricks on the ground casually, shook it at Baron Farah and smiled: "I borrowed this money from a girl, and it will not look good if you don't return it." As for you, Mr. Baron, I suddenly find you a bit interesting...... We don't talk darkly, even if I have that kind of thought, but tonight still saved your life, I wonder if you are interested in continuing to cooperate with us?"

"Continue to cooperate, just because of a moment of greed, I only have this underwear on my body now, what qualifications can I cooperate with you, General?" Hearing El's words, Baron Farah immediately raised his head. He's really a single guy now, and there's nothing to lose. However, El said this means that he still has use value, and this is not a shame for Mr. Baron at this moment, but good news.

"Tonight's script was a bit unexpected. El looked at the corpse of the thug on the ground, nodded thoughtfully, and said, "Mr. Baron, to tell you the truth, I have seen many crazy people along the way, and I have some understanding of this kind of neurosis. We must not be negligent in dealing with them, and everything must be prevented before they happen. After all, you are a local lord, and you must know more about Sword Castle than we do. I think we might be able to draw on your mind and some connections in our future journeys. If you are willing to continue to work with us regardless of your previous suspicions, then I would like you to guarantee that you will at least have a secure home for you. ”

Baron Farah's eyes lit up, and he was clearly moved. This condition is tantamount to a life-saving rope for him now, and he has no reason to refuse at all, and he has no other choice. Perhaps in the eyes of ordinary people, he is still so humble and deferent after being pitted by Er, but for a small nobleman like him, such a thing as manliness cannot be eaten.

For Mr. Baron, this kind of black and black business between nobles has long been tacitly understood, and it is really not to blame others for being cheated because he has no ability. On the contrary, El was able to save his life, which made him secretly grateful in his heart, because if he followed him, even if he couldn't soar, at least he was unlikely to be used as a pawn to sacrifice at will. In the deceitful aristocratic circle, it can be called lucky to serve a humane master.

Normally, such people have the disadvantage of indecision, but when Baron Farah saw the sturdy and sturdy Istalon cavalry around him, he put this worry behind him.

Just when Baron Farah made up his mind to agree, he saw El's face suddenly change. Before he could speak, El stepped onto the roof of the carriage and stood on a high spot looking into the night.

"What's behind that hillside to the west?" El asked after holding his breath for a moment, leaning down to Baron Farah.

"The western slope?" Baron Farah was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly turned his head to look over there. Although he couldn't see much at night with his eyesight, with his familiarity with the area, he could at least guess about seven or eight points.

"That's Baron Downton's manor, and they've brought us food today. Baron Farah looked at it a few times and said with great certainty.

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