In the deep darkness, there were shouts of killing.

Occasionally, a flash of sparks struck by a weapon.

Allen's eyes also glowed with purple light in the darkness.

Dark vision from the blood of the poison demon.

So that he is not affected by the environment, and can still see clearly in the darkness.

Syllable!

More than ten meters away, a fire lit up.

A bandit lit a spare oil lamp.

At the same time, expose yourself to the light.

Who allowed you to light the lamp?

Alan sneered and pulled down the crossbow machine.

A crossbow bolt, nailed to the bandits.

In the screams, the oil lamp fell to the ground, and the light of the fire gradually dimmed.

The bandits, who were hit by the arrows, leaned against the wall and slowly slipped and fell.

The moans also faded into weakness.

The bolt didn't hit the point.

But the poison smeared on the arrow was enough to send him back to the West in ten seconds.

Alan quietly moved his footsteps and changed to a sniper position.

Draw a crossbow bolt and swipe it in the palm of your left hand.

The arrow touches the bone spur, and the quenching operation is completed in an instant.

Reloading the crossbow, Eren shoots a mercenary.

Rain and dew are evenly wet.

Equal reduction of the combat power of both sides.

Except for Allen.

There is also a person in the cavern who also has dark vision.

It's Jason the orc.

With the advantage of vision, Jason finally caught up with the mercenary captain.

I took two more swords, and with an axe, I chopped off the opponent's head!

"Your grandma's! It's comfortable now!! ”

The orcs finally let out a bad breath.

At this time, the momentum of the "beastly explosion" has passed.

The pain and fatigue were doubly reflected on him.

Jason was on the ground with a tomahawk, supporting his limp legs.

His chest heaved violently, and he gasped for air.

As his mind calmed down, he suddenly realized that something was wrong!

Why is it so quiet?

The sounds of the fighting were all gone.

Look around.

The dark cave was littered with corpses.

There was a pungent smell of blood.

There was not even a single living person left but himself.

Wrong!!

And a living man!

There was footsteps on the other side.

A tall and straight figure walked towards him.

The man covered his face with a black scarf.

Only a pair of shiny and indifferent eyes were revealed.

"Who are you?!" Jason snapped.

The masked man was silent.

About ten meters across from him, stop.

Make a quirky set of gestures.

“Tyávé！”

The masked man whispered a mantra.

Oops!

Jason's scalp tingled.

The mysterious man...... It's actually a spellcaster!

As an apprentice of the Violent Warlock, Jason's martial arts skills are acceptable, but he has not yet comprehended any spells.

He knew very well how terrible the caster was!

In his current state of being seriously injured and exhausted.

Not qualified to challenge the caster at all!

Without the slightest hesitation, the orc turned and ran.

But it was too late.

A strong spicy smell that instantly invades the mouth.

The taste buds and oral mucosa have been brutally bombarded!

The level of spiciness is beyond the limits of what the human palate can bear.

It feels like swallowing a red-hot soldering iron!

Jason couldn't help but grin and scream.

At the same time, a black mass flew over.

Burst!

Right in front of Jason's door.

The paper packets shattered, spewing lime powder mixed with poison.

"Ahhh My eyes! ”

Jason's mouth was as hot as fire.

The only remaining eye was also burned by lime.

The pain was so severe that I was almost blind.

Alan tugged at the veil.

Stand not far away.

Pick up the crossbow, aim at the screaming orc, and detain the crossbow.

Shout!

A poisoned arrow nailed to the orc's back.

The bolt pierced through the leather armor and penetrated more than two inches into the flesh.

Can't you avoid this?

It seems that the lamp is really dry, and there are no hole cards.

Alan has a bottom in his heart.

Put away your crossbow and stride forward.

Suddenly launch the "Hound Pace"!

The figure was like electricity, almost teleporting to the orc.

Infuse the fist of "penetrating strength" and bombard the chest!

Boom!!

The orcs were knocked away by the punch he threw all his might.

Fell out of the way and lay on his back on the ground.

Spit out a mouthful of blood and stopped moving.

Alan drew his dagger and stepped forward to mend it.

Cut the orc's throat to make sure it's dead.

Next, the same is done.

Every corpse on the ground was shot with a crossbow and then cut its throat with a knife.

Play dead and get out?

Excuse me.

In my case, there is non-existent.

All the bodies present, Alan searched carefully.

On Jason's body, a money bag was found.

It was filled with shiny silver coins.

It was Dubin who paid him commissions and pensions.

Alan smiled for him.

The other bandits and mercenaries had nothing of value on them.

The profiteer Duberman gave him a surprise.

"It's ......"

Alan took the money bag he had scavenged from Doberman and felt a subtle fluctuation in his magic.

Magician, it will feel this way.

After a moment's thought, Alan tried to inject magic into the purse.

Sure enough, there is something inside!

What looks like an inconspicuous small pocket on the surface is actually a cubic meter of internal space!

This is the legendary "storage bag".

"It's a good harvest."

Alan smiled slightly, turned and walked to the corner.

Two sealed oak barrels, placed side by side against the wall, are filled with air-dried pepper granules.

Alan shoved two buckets of pepper into a storage bag.

Next to it, there are two open barrels of rum.

Alan walked over to the poisoned keg.

In the palm of the left hand, the bone spurs are ejected to absorb the toxins in the wine.

The profiteer Doberman, poisoned in wine.

There is a nice name called "Drunken Life and Dream Death".

The substance itself is not toxic.

But when dissolved in alcohol, it becomes a deadly poison.

People who take "drunk life and dream death" will not have an attack immediately.

After a period of time, the toxicity will rise violently with the strength of the wine, causing death.

For Allen, the delayed poison characteristic of "drunk life and dream death" is very valuable and suitable for yin people.

This toxin is stored in the system book, and it can be synthesized using its own poison glands in the future.

After the loot passed, Alan overturned the barrel.

Let the liquor soak through the corpses that lay on the ground.

Strong rum, with an alcohol of up to 60 degrees, is a ready-made fuel for the destruction of corpses.

Light a fire, and the entire cavern will be turned into a crematorium.

……

Evening.

Alan returned home looking as usual.

Shut yourself in your bedroom and open your storage bag.

Take out two large buckets of pepper and stuff them horizontally under the bed.

What to do with these peppers?

Allen's first thought was to give it to his parents and keep it for his own tavern.

In the blink of an eye, he dispelled this short-sighted idea.

Two large barrels of pepper, the tavern will not be used up for ten years.

Most of them can only deteriorate and become moldy.

If you sell the unused pepper, the risk is even greater.

If the news leaks out, it will be suspected of robbing pepper and causing trouble in vain.

Alan stood in front of the window, looking out into the night.

Outside the window, there is a bounty notice posted on the big tree.

The owner, Marco Firm, pursued the stolen pepper at a high price.

Do you want to return the goods to their original owners and receive the bounty?

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