Chapter 198: Heading for Farron
On the way back, he pulled out a cart and two mottled swords from an uninhabited house, loaded them with the salutes he could bring, and left his hometown where he had lived for sixteen years.
The silver cutlery with a cloak was naturally placed on the trolley, and Rust was in charge of consignment, and he walked silently beside Rust, and the road on the border still seemed so bleak.
"Do you want to sit down and rest, I think you're really hurt." Rust, who had been pushing the cart all morning, said to Masturbation as he rested.
"No need cousin, it's going to be hard for you to push the goods all the way over." Hearing this, he smiled and shook his head, he felt too bullying when he sat down.
"It's okay, hey!" Rust patted his chest when he heard this, "Don't look at me thin, but I have strength, my cousin has given materials, as a cousin, I can't eat for nothing, I came out with a full end!" β
"I see my cousin's bravery, it's just... Well? Which two people are doing what? Halfway through his words, he saw someone lying there in the trench not far away, secretly watching them.
Hearing this, Rust glanced back, and his face changed suddenly, "That's either a deserter or an outcast, let's go!" β
As he spoke, Rust pushed the cart and ran, the speed of which made the wheels bump and rattle on the road.
I glanced back, and then I followed helplessly, I had to run away with a sick number, and my sweat glands were burned out, but I couldn't sweat!
The two homeless people peeping behind saw them fleeing and immediately got up, and after a while, they actually rode after them, and Rust, who couldn't run, stopped directly when he heard the sound of horses' hooves, and then took out a weapon and threw it to Tuse, and at the same time put the cart sideways in front.
"What are you going to do! It's so close to Farlon! Rust shouted, "I have the strength of a junior swordsman, you guys leave quickly!" β
However, the other party didn't talk nonsense with Rust at all, and directly jumped on the horse and crashed into Rust.
"Damn it!" Rust saw the war horse leaping and rolled directly under the cart, and when he got up, the road was blocked by the two of them.
"What's in the car?" Seeing that the two of them couldn't run away, the homeless man on horseback asked with his head held high.
"It's your business!" Rust yelled, "If you want the goods, step on the corpses of our brothers!" β
"Hey, cousin, don't be so extreme, why don't we give them some of the goods and let them let us go?" "Silver cutlery is very valuable, even if there is enough left, it will be enough for us to live in the city." β
"It's naΓ―ve cousin, these robbers are not so negotiable." Rast gripped his sword and said, "Let's both work together to kill the one in front first, and then deal with the one in the back!" β
"Wait!" Seeing that Rust was about to rush forward, Rust hurriedly stopped him, then looked at the homeless in front of him and asked, "Is this really non-negotiable?" β
"That's right, I want them all!"
The homeless's eyes were already shining with excitement when he heard that there was silver cutlery inside, and he looked at Yang Se with a smirk and said, "Including your lives." β
"Bang!"
After saying this, the homeless man's head suddenly exploded, and the blood-splattered scene frightened Rust leaned directly on the trolley, and the homeless man who blocked the way behind him sat on his horse even more stiffly, until the headless corpse of his companion fell, and he looked at the unresponsive Yang Se angrily.
"What did you just do!"
Hearing this, he smiled slightly, picked up the cloak on the cart with the sword in his hand, revealing the glittering silver cutlery inside, and then looked at the frightened outcast robber, "You said that you will share a part, is it enough for you to spend a while, why are you so greedy." β
"Give me half of the cutlery, and I'll let you go!" The homeless robber looked at the shiny tableware and swallowed his saliva and said, although the other party's methods were very strange, and he didn't see how he made a move, he couldn't help but want to run away at this time, but the goods in front of him were too human.
"It's late, you've already rejected my offer just now, so I'm going to reject you this time too." He laughed, then reached out and waved.
"Bang!" The Deathgrip also pinched his head.
The corpse fell, and he walked over to wipe the blood on the war horse with the other party's clothes, and after touching the corpse, he got on the horse again, and said to Rust, who was still calming down, "Cousin put the goods on the horse, and we don't have to work hard to push the cart." β
"Oh." Russta nodded, then quickly moved the goods, cleaned up the blood, and walked with the Masher on the Farron.
"You're a heretic?" Rust, who had been silent all the way, suddenly asked as he was about to reach Farlon.
"Are you a believer in God?" Hearing this, he didn't answer, but asked rhetorically.
"I'm not, not after my family left me one by one." Rust shook his head.
"Oh, I'm a believer in God." Masturbation.
"You are?" The corners of Rust's mouth twitched when he heard this, "Those just now are absolutely heretical, there is an illustration on my knight that describes it like that, in the tavern a witch touched a man and his bird was gone, it is said that it was stolen to make a medicine primer, and then it was caught by the mercenaries before returning it..."
"Don't worry about these details, cousin, you have to remember that we are believers in God in Pharlon, and we are very religious."
"I understand." Rust nodded when he heard this, he is not stupid, most of the cities are established by churches, you are not a believer in God, you are a witch, prepare to burn and divide the inheritance.
Seeing that the walls of Faron were in front of him, considering the inconvenience of speaking in the city, Faron still asked the question in his heart, "Since you know witchcraft... No, if there are powerful means of defending against the enemy, why not kill them in the first place? β
"I'm past the age of persuading robbers to be good, and to do so is nothing more than to make them regret their greed." Looking at the slightly infiltrated blood on his legs, he said indifferently, "After all, it's too much to ride a horse and chase a sick man." β
"Yes, so even if they say yes at first, you won't let them go." Rust turned his head to look at Masser, "That was just playing with them. β
"Of course, I carried these cutlery all the way back from Cold, so why should I give them to them." Teaser said.
"Yes, but there are some taxes that should still be paid." Rust looked at the group of guards who were walking towards him and said, "Cousin, don't be impulsive about what they want in a moment, or we'll be wanted by Farron." β
"Don't worry, cousin, you think your kind cousin is something." "We are serious businessmen who have come to do business, and we still have to do the duty of traveling." β
After finishing speaking, he saw those guards surrounding, they first looked at the two of them carefully, and then stepped forward to move the hooves of the war horse, and after taking a serious look at them, they drew their swords and surrounded the two of them, and the leading guards pointed at the two of them and said, "You are riding stolen goods, all of them will dismount and squat down for me!" β
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