Chapter 308: Ranch and West Germany's New Winter Style

On the snowy plains, the boy's rapid pace was like a kite with a broken string, unable to maintain stability.

The footsteps of the robbers grew louder and louder, like the call of death.

From the moment I stepped on this chaotic snow alone, I was already wrong.

The rocks and ice cracks scattered across the snow field show a slightly undulating terrain, and the subtle differences make the light cast a shallow shadow on it, revealing only a slight grayish white, these rocks are tough and sharp, with different shapes, buried in the snow, as if they are works of art carved by nature, but for those who do not live here all year round, they are dangerous roadblocks that are difficult to see.

Finally, the boy's increasingly sluggish steps tripped and fell to the ground, and before he could get up again, he was almost overtaken by several strong men.

"Keep running away?"

As the bandit's voice rose, the hand that grabbed the boy stretched out, and in an instant, a transparent barrier of silver light suddenly rose in front of him, like a barrier made of air, separating him from the bandits.

The bandits all stopped because of this sudden barrier.

They faced the barrier, and their momentary surprise was quickly replaced by a sneer.

The burliest of them, with a hideous smile on his lips, slammed his iron against the barrier, and the sound of the foundry burst out in all directions.

"How long do you think this will stop us?"

The eyes of the bandit leader shone with greed and cruelty,

"It looks like this thing can only stop us for a while, you take the initiative to dismantle, and we'll be nice to you later."

Other thugs joined the ridicule, surrounding the barrier and seemingly enjoying this game of "cat and mouse".

"I'm the eleventh head of the Candace family! It's the orthodox aristocracy of the Empire! Tell me to go to Czeston, and Viscount Censton will give you money!" ”

Char, who had nowhere to escape from the final line of defense, shouted loudly, her lungs tingling from the cold air.

Several of the robbers hesitated for a moment, then laughed.

As if laughing at the teenager's words and his overly naΓ―ve proposals.

None of them knew if the boy really took them for fools, or if he thought it might trick them into going to Chandon and having Viscount Chandon kill them.

"Are you making us happy in this lawless place?"

"How can the most cold-blooded assassin family in the legend be so weak?"

"I'm afraid it's been peaceful for too long, and even the demons will become a bad seed."

"It's also said that if you can retire in a warm and stable south, even if you can't get married, you won't want to come to a place like the north, right?"

"We just want to enjoy the warmth of the southern lady quickly."

Every time the barrier was attacked, there was the rampant laughter of the bandits.

"But I'm a man!"

Char said in a broken voice.

Although his appearance is not bad in the family, he is not considered a woman, perhaps because of their family's habit of braiding long hair with some elven blood, coupled with his poor vision in the snow and the heavy clothes he wears.

If he had known that the security in the north was so terrible, he would not have left the Box Mountain Province to step into this snowfield even for the sake of going to the appointment!

"Beautiful boy? Wouldn't it be even better! I can't wait even more! ”

Suddenly, several robbers became more excited.

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Char had a chill, this group of people seemed to have already seen his gender, and they were deliberately teasing him just now.

The moment he understood this fact, he only felt that these bandits were more terrifying than a billion murderers!

Some of them were more than he knew.

He'd rather die than be caught by this group!

But it was impossible for him to defeat these robbers who were probably third or fourth order.

Their family didn't have the money to hire a guard for him.

In the imperial capital of Herrom, maybe the sixth-order super masters are common, but in those border places, the fourth-order is already quite powerful adventurers and mercenaries.

Or on their side, guards above the fourth order are hard to find, unless they entrust the Decepticon branch or the mourning branch.

What he was still resisting was the first-order pink divine spell left by their ancestors, and the barrier was almost untenable.

Fear was on the verge of consuming him.

This is a sacred-level spell that is infinitely close to epic.

It belongs to the spirit and telekinesis magic, which will take on the mental image of the head of the family and turn it into a weapon.

But he used it as an umbrella-like barrier.

There has never been a generation of patriarchs whose weapons have been so cowardly as his.

And the effect is getting weaker and weaker because of his fear.

Looking at the barrier that gradually began to crack, and the few big men who were still smiling and licking the corners of their mouths, their eyes were salty.

"Goddess, help me!"

Char, who was so desperate that he was on the verge of collapse, could only raise his head helplessly and shout loudly.

The only thing that responded to him was the sound of the cold wind and faint echoes on the empty snowfield.

Suddenly, a shrill laugh erupted all around.

"Hehe, it's so cute, if it's useful to pray like a girl, will there be bad people in this world?"

"In this snowy field where mercenaries dare not set foot at will, there will be no more cruel villains than us, you can imagine in advance what we will do to you!"

"The Goddess of Fate Church is now a cult, do you want to summon an evil god to save you?"

However.

In the midst of this burst of laughter.

After a while.

A few dozen meters away from them came the sound of branches and leaves being stripped apart, and the snow shook off.

"It stands to reason that there is only one way."

"Sid, let's hire a scout, you really don't have talent for this, if I don't hear a sound, I can't find this way after following you around twice."

"If you say it again, you're going to have to deduct favorability."

I saw a man and a woman come out.

Dressed in outdoor-style warm fleece-lined jackets, sunhats, and trekking poles, the two looked ahead while looking at a map.

Several strong men who were still swinging the barrier with all their strength stopped waving their weapons for a while, and turned around to look at the movement on the edge of the snowy forest.

After seeing it clearly, the corners of the bandits' eyes couldn't help twitching.

Are these two people here for mountain climbing?

Distance.

The young man and woman walked out from behind the bushes with difficulty, and looked happy when they found that they had finally come to the main road.

They immediately looked in the direction of the human track.

"Excuse me, where should the city of Kingston ......go?"

The green-eyed young man's words came to an abrupt end in the middle of speaking, his brows froze, and his expression immediately became serious.

"Hey, over there, are you committing illegal acts such as snatching other people's property, restricting personal freedom, kidnapping, abducting, and even cutting organs?"

The young man pointed to this side solemnly.

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Kneel and beg for a monthly pass from dads! Sunset bang kowtow!

(End of chapter)