Hearing footsteps getting closer, he immediately jumped to his feet, and vigilantly raised his sword and hid behind the tree.

Not long after, a tall blonde man wearing a round felt hat, black straight-leg trousers, and a large open-chested shawl caught his eye. He also saw that the man was carrying a wooden toolbox in his hand, and he looked hurried.

After seeing the humans clearly, Ronald breathed a sigh of relief, but did not let his guard down. The blonde man walked briskly in his direction.

The distance between the two gradually narrowed.

The man jumped to the side, his gaze directed at Ronald's hidden place.

"Who's behind?"

Ronald was a little surprised to be discovered. In desperation, Ronald slowly moved out. He pointed the tip of his sword backwards to the ground, indicating that he had no ill intentions: "Hello. ”

After looking at Ronald for a moment, the blonde's nervous expression relaxed: "Oh. Adventurer, please forgive me for being rude. It's always better to be careful when you're out and about, don't you think?" he took off his felt hat and gracefully made a gentleman's salute.

Ronald hurriedly returned the salute: "That's right. ”

Laughing and putting his hat back on, the man didn't mean to continue talking nonsense: "Goodbye, good luck." ”

He also nodded slightly: "You are the same." ”

The man's footsteps faded away.

After resting for a while, Ronald felt that his strength was almost regained, so he continued to walk deeper into the forest. This time, he persevered until dark. After looking around, he found a tall tree and climbed up, then took out the hammock in the package, and after carefully tying the hammock, he lay down on it, covered the blanket, and then took the sword in his arms, and took a nap in his clothes.

The moonlight is like water, flowing quietly in the forest.

Chirp, chirp.

He didn't hear anything unusual other than the chirping of insects. In this way, the night was uneventful, and he slept into the early morning in a daze. As soon as he opened his eyes, he was obscured by the morning mist. Looking at the morning mist, he shrugged his shoulders and decided to practice his sword skills first, and then wait for the fog to dissipate.

Bite!

Not far away, there was a sudden sound of metal colliding, and Ronald, who was practicing his sword, frowned, and hurriedly raised his sword to hide.

Ding!

A few more voices came, followed by a jumble of footsteps, approaching Ronald's side.

簌簌, 簌簌簌.

By this time, the morning fog had almost dissipated. Ronald saw that it was the blonde man who ran at the front. He held a toolbox in one hand and a knife in the other, looking very flustered. Then he saw three more swordsmen wearing chainmail robes and scarlet cloaks.

A brown-haired swordsman yelled, "Chase, don't let him run!"

The blonde man quickly turned his head and flicked the knife back sharply.

Bite!

With a crisp metallic sound, the knife he stirred up flew away by the shouting swordsman. He stared at the blonde grimly: "Don't try to run this time!

The blonde man suddenly changed the direction of his escape and quickly ran towards Ronald, and shouted loudly: "Don't come out to help! I'm dead, and you can't run away!"

Ronald, who was hiding behind a tree, couldn't help but be stunned on the spot.

In the blink of an eye, the swordsman commanded his men to outflank the two of them: "Are there any other comrades? In the name of the church, you will be sentenced to death!"

"I'm not ......"

Ronald was only halfway through his sentence when he was forced back by a fierce attack by a brown-haired swordsman.

Bite!

Splash a little bit of spark.

After the two collided with each other, Ronald felt a slight numbness in the tiger's mouth.

As if that weren't enough, the blonde man said again: "Good job!

Knowing that he was innocently involved, Ronald was half angry: "You!"

Bite!

The blonde man's throwing knife forced the attack of another small swordsman back. He shouted, "You just have to drag that brown hair, and the remaining two will be handed over to me!"

Seizing a gap, Ronald jumped to the side and shouted again: "I'm really not!"

The brown-haired leader just coldly came out with one word: "Kill!"

Ronald opened his mouth anxiously: "Hey!"

After hearing the order, the brown-haired man did not intend to give the brunette any more chance to speak. His body was slightly bowed, his long sword was raised horizontally, and a sharp thrust was aimed at Ronald's chest.

In desperation, Ronald had to choose to cooperate with the blonde temporarily. Rolling sideways and dodging brown-haired thrusts, Ronald made a few more moves with the swordsman. After coming to this conclusion, Ronald immediately defended cautiously.

With Ronald joining, Brunnodon felt a little less pressure, but even so, he didn't dare to be careless. He knew very well in his heart the strength of these people.

I hope that kid is strong enough, or he still has to run. With this nervous state of mind, he nervously looked at Ronald frequently. He was truly relieved to see that Ronald's strength seemed to be on par with that brown hair.

Great, then there's a chance to get rid of these damn guys in one fell swoop. Bruno immediately put the wooden box down, and then quickly pulled out two knives from the inside of the large open-chested shawl with both hands. This time he didn't fly out as a throwing knife, but took a close fight.

The sound of weapons clashing one after another, the sound of limbs and branches intertwining is endless, and the two sides come and go, and the battle can be a draw.

The sunlight gradually penetrated this battlefield, and before you knew it, the battle had lasted for more than half an hour.

Ronald pursed his lips and remained on the defensive. Under the attack of the brown hair, he stood tenaciously like an unyielding reef, silently resisting the ravages of the tide.

And the battle situation on the blonde side gradually began to tilt. He gradually transformed from passive at the beginning to active. While constantly engaging in fierce attacks and defenses with the brown-haired captain, whenever he has the opportunity, he will take the opportunity to rush to the side of the little man who is a little too strong to support him, trying to solve him first. However, the brown-haired captain will always use the method of charging and stabbing at the most critical moment, using a life-for-life method to force the blonde to jump away, so as to keep the little man safe.

Bang la la.

Ding!

The fierce battle went on and on.

After getting acquainted with the brown-haired attacking routine, Ronald finally made up his mind. As his thoughts flowed, his long sword began to glow with blue crystals.

Seeing that something was wrong, the brown-haired captain hurriedly reminded him: "It's actually a magic swordsman, be careful!"

Before the captain's words fell, the blonde attack stopped his intention to rescue. "Take care of yourself first!" Bruno was overjoyed, he didn't expect that this young man would still have a backhand. After stopping the rescue, he also took advantage of the situation to speed up the pace of the attack, preparing to drag the brown-haired them to death, not giving them any chance to help.

Hearing the captain's reminder, the brown-haired swordsman immediately reduced the frequency of his attacks and began to take a defensive position.

And at this moment, Ronald's ice enchantment has been completed. With a resolute gaze, Ronald clenched his weapon in both hands and slashed down. A blow that had accumulated his icy magic power, and struck his opponent with a chill.

The brown-haired eyes narrowed instantly, and he knew that if he dodged, he would inevitably get hurt. In desperation, he had to raise his sword to block.

While!

The moment they intersected, sparks splashed everywhere. At the same time, a gust of wind burst out, blowing the dead leaves around it and flying wildly.

Ronald had sharp eyes and blinked several times when he saw his opponent. Good opportunity! He slashed decisively.

The brown hair, who was accidentally blinded, sighed unlucky, and only halfway up his long sword was raised, he saw that Ronald's attack had already reached him.

Whew!

His chainmail robe was cut into a narrow bloody glot.

"Nock!"

Captain Brunette attempts to rescue. However, Bruno was like a cunning fox, nimbly scurrying around him, giving him no chance at all.

Knowing that he was now at a disadvantage, the brown-haired swordsman swallowed the pain and immediately leaped back, ready to join the captain.

Bruno shouted: "Don't let them meet!"

Ronald replied coldly: "I know if I don't say it!" He suddenly accelerated his strength, and the cat's waist quickly rushed up, like a cheetah, biting tightly at the back.

Seeing Ronald in hot pursuit, the brown hair had to turn around and fight and retreat. As the blood from the wound passed, the lower half of his body was stained red, his face turned pale, and beads of sweat began to appear. He felt a little dizzy, and when he didn't pay attention, he tripped on his foot.

The brown hair was so violent that his spirit suddenly lifted up a lot. But what caught his eye at this moment was a sword tip glowing with a blue cold glow.

Burst!

He spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Ronald took advantage of the situation and kicked him down, followed by the iron sword and swiped it cleanly.

The brown hair only felt a chill on the neck. A stream of bloody arrows suddenly soared up, turning into a rain of blood that sprinkled on his pale cheeks. He puffed out his eyes and gave up his breath with an unwilling expression.

Captain Brunette yelled angrily, "Nok!"

Bruno's eyes lit up, and he immediately stretched out his palm, and the knife hidden in it slashed straight at the brown hair's neck in the direction of his fingers.

The brown-haired captain dodged sideways, and was hit by the enemy's attack. But at the same time, his kick also landed heavily on Bruno's waist, kicking him staggering several steps.

Grab this fighter, and the little man next to him slashed down with a sword.

While!

Ronald, who came to the rescue in time, blocked the fatal blow for the blonde.

"Hah! I owe you my life!" the blonde laughed, and before he could stand firmly, he quickly shook the knife in his hand.

With a pop, a smear of blood appeared on the little man's abdomen. The next moment, Ronald's sword followed him, and a slight blood mark was cut on his waist.

Injured again, the little man quickly jumped back and dodged Ronald's follow-up attack. Seeing that the situation was not good, Brunette quickly joined the little man and immediately began to chant the magic mantra.

Ronald saw the brown-haired lips quivering violently, bursting out with a large number of slurred words.