With Thea's rough character, she is not very suitable for espionage work, but if you want to find a candidate in this land that Blackbeard can't recognize, and has a certain skill, she really has to be. In fact, it can't be said that she doesn't have a heart, but she is just unlucky to hit the muzzle of El's gun.

Thea's age is not very old, but her figure is unusually full, and even Lolana can't help but be envious and jealous when she sees it. In terms of the harsh living environment here in the brown soil hills, it is unbelievable to raise a little girl like her, and it is no wonder that the poisonous widow has been hiding her precious daughter tightly.

El was also very curious about this, so after grabbing Thea, he secretly and critically scanned her body, and sure enough, he found something unusual. Although he didn't know much about biological races, he knew just by looking at her body structure that this child was not a pure-blood human.

I don't know if it's because of the alien blood, but Thea's style of acting is a little too unrestrained compared to human girls. Upon hearing El's request, her eyes immediately glowed with excitement. The girl smiled, grabbed the hem of the aristocratic pleated skirt on her body, and tore it in half, revealing her smooth and slender thighs.

When El searched her body, she knew that the girl only had such a dress on her body, and she didn't even wear underwear inside. However, when Thea tore the garment open, the intimate parts of her body were covered with a layer of dark brown leather armor, and it was still covering her arms and thighs at a visible rate.

"Come on, little girl, let me see what you're capable of?" After transforming from a noble lady to a hot female thief, Cinya's personality also became public. She threw her head back and her chest straightened, her hands flicking forward, two sharp bony spikes popping out of her arms. El knew that she had hidden a weapon, but he didn't expect it to grow in her own body!

"Creature armor, bone mutations, and hearing enhancements...... Is it really the bloodline of the Earthwalker?" said Lolana as she stood behind El with a smile on her face. However, she observed for a moment, and then shook her head to deny her own opinion: "No, the Earthwalker and the Human are completely two species, and the bloodlines cannot be fused together so easily. It could also be atavism, or it could be an intergenerational inheritance......"

"That's not something we should worry about. El said indifferently: "I think she should have more than this ability, if Palanti does not use the inheritance treasure, it will not be easy to win against her, let's wait and see." [Debut]"

As they spoke, Palanti and Thea had already exchanged hands. The styles of the two people are similar, and the strength is not much different, and the battle enters the most intense situation in an instant.

Palanti's injuries had basically recovered after recuperation, and El specially arranged such a battle for her, mainly to observe whether there were any remnants of the voodoo curse on her body, and also to test whether she had gained anything in that battle of life and death.

If you want to step into the secret realm of silver, the most basic requirement is self-awareness, which is too difficult for a child whose mind is not yet fully developed. Another effective way to achieve immediate results is to seek breakthroughs in life-and-death situations and stimulate your potential. El himself falls into the latter case, but he doesn't think Palanti will follow this path as well.

If conditions allow, he would prefer to find an opponent of similar strength like Thea as a sparring partner for Palanti, so that she can slowly accumulate experience.

The only thing that made him a little entangled was that the fighting styles of these two little girls were biased towards the assassin type, and they didn't know how important they were, if it weren't for him and Lolana staring here, I'm afraid they would kill people in a few minutes.

After a battle with Blackbeard, Palanti felt a noticeable improvement in her fight, and now she had learned to at least leave three points of strength to deal with the unexpected, compared to her previous indomitable stance of fighting to the death, which was also a sign of a warrior's maturity.

This caution soon gave her a taste of obvious sweetness, as Thea's fighting style was also like Blackbeard's, with the eerie style peculiar to the brown hills. The spikes on Thea's hands can be used as a dagger in melee combat, or as a hidden weapon thrown to injure enemies. Even if she misses, new spikes can quickly regenerate from her arms, making it difficult to guard.

El was almost plotted by her trick at that time, and almost capsized in the gutter. Now, after blocking Palanti's sword with a spike, Thea flipped her palm and the spike burst out like a crossbow arrow. Palanti, who was so close, couldn't dodge at all, but she deflected sideways in an instant, allowing the spikes to run over her shoulder. At the same time, the sword in her hand raised its head like a poisonous snake, cutting a wound under Thea's side.

Thea clutched her waist and fell backwards, kicking the dust from the ground and captivating Palanti's eyes. Her body twisted and flipped around on the ground, bouncing into the air to aim at Palanti's head, a spike growing from her arm again, ready to shoot.

For the robbers of the brown hills, as long as it is a useful fighting skill, no matter how bad it is, it will be used. Palanti had already suffered a loss on this, so how could he be defenseless. The moment the dust hit her face, she closed her eyes, and at the same time expanded her perception to the fullest, pressed the sword in her hand, took a deep breath, and stabbed diagonally upward. The sword bloomed in mid-air with a dazzling sword flower, completely engulfing Thea's figure.

In just a few moments, the girls have been fighting back and forth for dozens of rounds. Their speed was so fast that ordinary people couldn't see their moving figures clearly, as if there was a whirlwind tearing and clashing with each other, and a little blood was thrown from time to time between the swords and swords, but so far no real damage had been done.

The difference in speed between the two is negligible, and now the competition is endurance. If one side can't hold back this breath and relaxes its speed, it will inevitably be hit by a storm.

El watched the battle between the two girls with great interest, a subtle smile on his lips. He heard a steady and powerful footstep approaching, and sat down beside him without saying hello. Although he didn't look back, he had already guessed the identity of the other party in his heart.

He took Thea outside the camp and chose a clearing to fight Palanti, his real intention was to wait for this person to appear. Lolana had questioned his whimsical plan, believing it to be wishful thinking, but it turned out that Elle was right.

Some people say that men do things out of reason, but sometimes, face, or dignity, is more important.

"I heard that you came out to my woman?" a deep, feminine voice rang in El's ears.

"If you don't dare to come today, of course I don't mind teaching that little girl to be a woman. El turned his head and sneered at the strange visitor beside him.

The stranger wore the same hooded cloak as Lorana, and had the same pretty face, except that on a face that was prettier than a woman, there was an extra terrible scar that almost cut the whole face in half. Other than that, there was nothing else special about him, he didn't see any mastery at all, and if he pulled down his hood, he was no different from an ordinary traveler. But even so, no one in this land could mistake his identity, because he still carried a golden scimitar at his waist.

The history of this golden scimitar dates back to the Demon Age, and it has been passed down as a messenger to the king of bandits in the southern region of the brown hills. Its previous owner, Blackbeard, had roamed the land for decades until three years ago when it was taken by Roger, the ghost wolf.

The identity of the comer is self-explanatory.

"This kid is just so naughty, it's a bit of a headache. Roger didn't respond to El's deliberate provocation, his eyes were fixed on the inextricable battle between the two girls, and he said softly: "We are all people with status, so don't waste each other's time, how about talking about something practical?"

"You're a lot more straightforward than that gold hand. El nodded and smiled, "Both Thea and Blackbeard can give you, plus six thousand gold coins to buy the road, so that we can pass through the brown hills safely." ”

"Thirty thousand!" Roger said bluntly.

"What shit is in your head? Can we thousands of people pull dozens of cartloads of gold that we can't eat or drink?" El's snort, spitting out the bacon that couldn't be chewed in his mouth to the ground, squinting at Roger and saying, "I'm sure three thousand gold coins can buy off those bastards with some gold, and they should be happy to see you fight with us." ”

"I mean thirty thousand. Roger rolled his eyes and said unhurriedly.

"Uh...... Huh?" El twitched the corners of his mouth, and the knife that cut the flesh went straight into his hand. He subconsciously looked back at Lolana and found that the eldest lady also looked sluggish, so he confirmed that he was not experiencing auditory hallucinations.

"How about listening to my advice?" Roger couldn't help but slightly curl up the corners of his mouth when he saw the shocked expression on El's face. He coughed and said, "Thirty thousand gold coins can also be exchanged for the materials you need, such as horses, which is a commission." I wish I could hire you and your warriors to do one thing for me. Whatever the outcome, I swear to Madara, the god of wanderers, in the name of the ghost wolf, to make your party safely through the brownland hills. ”

"You drank too much last night?" El asked subconsciously as he stared at Roger like a ghost. The dignified king of southern robbers actually spent a lot of money to hire his own robbery target, this kind of nonsense that bards can't make up, no wonder El can't accept it in his heart for a while.

"You can take your time. Roger looked at Lolana, who was hiding behind El, nodded and smiled very gentlemanly, stood up, patted the dust off his legs, and turned to leave. (Go read OM) (Jiangsu.com)