Chapter 110 Death Camp Down

Lina followed Richard out of the cabin and stood behind him, with a mysterious smile on her lips. She folded her arms and looked at Schiller with a playful look. Schiller also came out and walked over to Richard's side, his face already a little ugly.

Lina was about to say something, but Richard waved his hand and blocked her back. Richard didn't look at Schiller at all, but looked up at the purple moon in the sky, and said lightly: "Tonight is the moon of dyed panyles, Mr. Schiller, do you know what the moon of dyed pansy means?"

Schiller said in a deep voice, "I'm just a rough man. ”

"The moon of the dyed pansy represents the wrath of the moon god Elucia. Richard spoke in a pleasant voice.

The expression on Schiller's face froze for a moment before he said, "I'm a rough man, I don't understand what the young master means." Is Elothea pretty?"

Richard did not answer Schiller's question, but asked, "What is this training camp called?"

"Akmund Death Bootcamp. Schiller replied.

Richard folded his hands and looked at the moon of dyed violet, and asked lightly, "Mr. Schiller, I don't know your last name yet?"

"Tolle. Schiller said, but his face changed slightly.

"Does Akmund have anything to do with Torr?" Richard continued.

“...... It doesn't matter. Schiller understood what Richard meant, and his face was so gloomy that it almost dripped.

"Then Mr. Schiller, your current strength is ......"

Schiller was silent for a moment before he said, "...... Level 19 Dark Guard. ”

Only then did Richard turn his head to look at Schiller, and his tone gradually turned cold: "You are not Akmund, nor are you a legend, then Mr. Schiller, I don't understand why you think that the people in this training camp are your private property!"

Schiller's pupils shrank slightly, and a murderous aura already appeared on his face. Richard's unceremonious rebuke made him restrain himself from surging with murderous intent. This death training camp was only strengthened in his hands, and it was his greatest achievement in consolidating his position in the family, but it was undeniable that it was only during these years that the training camp received enough investment from the family.

There was a reason why he dared to disobey Richard so obviously, many of Akmund's relationships were not good, the closer the blood relationship, the worse it was, Goliath and Gordon were a typical example, and they were almost like enemies before. This death training camp was built on the territory of Goliath, and of course it was accused by the Count, which means that Schiller was considered a Goliath's man.

Schiller was about to say a few words, but suddenly his face changed, and his eyes were firmly fixed on a delicate and small pale gold scroll that Richard had taken out. He was a knowledgeable person, and immediately recognized it as a soul contract scroll. If the dragon mage Lina endorsed Richard's importance, then this soul contract scroll played several times the role of Lina. There are many kinds of divine gifts from the Eternal and Time Dragons, but anyone who has obtained the Soul Contract Scroll will be satisfied with this divine gift. If you had to compare it, a soul contract scroll was about the same as a natural life that had been extended for thirty years.

Richard casually threw the priceless scroll to Schiller, and said coldly, "I think you know what this thing is." It's enough to make you understand that I'm not here to joke with you. The task of my trip is not for you to meddle in and change anything. Now you have two options, one is to find the right person for this scroll, and the other is that we will leave immediately. ”

The Soul Contract Scroll was glowing with a pale golden glow from time to time, faintly revealing the breath of time. Now in his hands, Schiller can already confirm that this is the real thing. However, after confirming the authenticity, Schiller began to be embarrassed. This light scroll gradually became as heavy as a mountain.

As Richard said, no one would joke about a soul contract scroll, not even 'Philip the Bloodthirsty'.

One of the various resources provided by the family for the core members is the personal defender, which is also one of the functions of the training camp, but the quality of the goods handed over is all in the hands of the supervisor, and generally speaking, no one will seriously pursue it. But there is a big difference between an ordinary guardian and a soul guard.

When Richard took out the Soul Contract Scroll, there was no room for turn. If Richard was left empty-handed, Schiller would be sure that in a few days Gordon's Constructed Knights would be killed, and Mordred or Asiris would be in the middle of the line, so that he would not be able to escape. And at that time, Schiller's best ending was to be killed on the spot.

Schiller didn't expect Richard's attitude to be so tough, and the situation suddenly made him have no way out. In fact, after Gordon's successful entry into Faust, the relationship between Goliath and Gordon has eased somewhat, and some tentative cooperation has begun. The selection of soul guards for Richard from the death camp this time is one of the important contents of the cooperation between the two sides. However, Schiller still showed Richard and Lina the traditional attitude towards Gordon's family, whether it was too self-serving, or the news was closed, or there was another reason, only he knew in his own heart.

As for the secret order that Schiller originally received, it was just to make it as difficult as possible for Richard, and did not ask him to hide people, but on the contrary, in the end, he still had to pull out the best people who met the requirements for Richard to choose, even if the other party had to leave.

This is a somewhat contradictory order, but it is a reflection of the current relationship between Gordon and Goliath.

Schiller's face changed, and Richard didn't urge him, and set his eyes on the moon of dyed pansies, so the pressure was even greater. Schiller finally made up his mind, returned the soul contract scroll to Richard, softened his tone, and said, "I understand your needs, please come with me, it's not too early, and we need to travel a little longer." ”

Schiller got on his horse and continued his journey deep into the primeval forest with Richard and Lina. After running for nearly 100 kilometers, he came to a stream at the foot of a mountain. There are several wooden houses scattered along the banks of the stream, and there are several bottomless holes in the mountain wall not far away.

Schiller pointed forward and said, "This is the real death camp, and the most talented fighters come out of here." There are currently three people who meet the requirements around level ten, and I will summon them back now. ”

Richard nodded, so Schiller took out an iron whistle and blew it hard, and the sharp and desolate whistle immediately spread far away, startling a large flock of resident birds in the depths of the jungle.

The doors of several huts opened, and out of each hut came a young man, male and female, of all shapes, but in the same way, they all had wolf-like eyes.

As Richard's gaze swept over everyone, a wooden house at the top of the stream suddenly bounced open as if it were about to break away from the doorway, and out of it came a man who was almost completely **, only blocking a piece of animal skin around his waist. He was very large, with angular muscles as hard as steel. The cramped wooden house door frame barely fit his body, so much so that he bent sideways and slowly squeezed out of the door.

As soon as the big man came out, he shouted, "Ahh