0128 Kreuz's Revenge

The white-bearded old man looked very thin, but he was quite calm, and he was so threatened by Wednesday that he just touched the water on his face, "However, this place is still five or six kilometers away from the coast, and if we don't go back to the boat, we will both have to feed the fish." โ€

Wednesday snorted, "You don't have to worry about it," he looked at the supply ship more than ten meters away, and the white-robed mage at the bow of the ship, and secretly rejoiced in his heart, fortunately the other party was a light mage, if it was a water or thunder system, he might have to suffer.

Most of the light spells are based on healing recovery and auxiliary spells, and before reaching the Great Mage, the only attack skills are light feather arrows, and the flash technique may be half of it. Moreover, this type of spell has average attack power, and does not add damage to normal creatures other than dark creatures.

So although Wednesday was hit in the back by a spell, the injury looked like it was not small, but it was only a minor problem for him, and a patch of gold sore medicine could only get it.

But the problem is that others don't know about his situation on Wednesday, seeing his back gurgling blood, the white-bearded old man sighed, "Young man, let me go, you're going to die, why bother pulling me again," obviously not optimistic about Wednesday's current situation, and wanted Wednesday to let him go before he died.

And the white-robed mage standing at the bow of the ship also shouted: "No matter who you are, as long as you come to the boat, I will help you heal your wounds, if you can cooperate with us, I can also help you arrange a new life, a new job, if you want, you can also work for us, with your strength and courage, as long as you are dedicated, glory and wealth are not a problem at all." โ€

Seeing the reaction of these two people, Wednesday laughed, "Just by virtue of your princess like a village girl, and you ten thousand soldiers? hahaha, I don't want to die with you," the voice fell on the old man with a white beard in one hand, and paddled with the other. Swim farther and farther as fast as you can.

"You're dying, not to mention you're injured, but if you're not injured, you can swim somewhere," the white-robed Light Mage seemed to be very kind to persuade when he saw Wednesday's movements.

Wednesday laughed, "Then you don't have to worry about it." So saying, he took out a large plank from his inventory, sat down on it, dragged the old man with the white beard again, and then took out an oar, and rowed it like a canoe.

Not to mention, the emergency tactics used on Wednesday were not bad, although they were not as good as the real boats, but under his vigorous paddling, the planks still jumped at a very fast speed in the direction of the shoreline.

In the meantime, the two supply ships still wanted to catch up with last Wednesday. After all, the speed of the big ship is still very fast, at least faster than the small plank on Wednesday. But on Wednesday, although there was no speed, it was better to be flexible, and once it really couldn't dodge, he put away the plank and simply dived away.

After tossing around twice, the two supply ships were tossed around. But he didn't even touch his shadow, and he tossed and tossed so much. It's a little closer to the coastline. The large ship has a deep draft, and if you get closer, you may run aground or run aground, so two supply ships can make Wednesday's small plank go farther and farther.

Seeing that the two big boats did not chase again, Wednesday was relieved, but the wound on his back told him that he could not relax. Although the pain was terrible, and the body felt a little weak. But he still made his clothes as if nothing happened, took out a pack of primary gold sore medicine, and then motioned to the white-bearded old man, "Sprinkle it on my back and bandage it." โ€

The white-bearded old man was just an ordinary person. He wasn't the mage or swordsman that Wednesday had imagined, so he wasn't afraid of the old man's troubles. And this old man still seems to be more sensible, in the process of escaping just now, he has been quiet and very cooperative, so he asked this old man to help with medicine on Wednesday.

When the wound was bandaged and he saw that he was slowly returning to full health, he shrugged his shoulders on Wednesday and felt that his body was in good shape. Seeing the white-bearded old man sitting on the other side of the plank silently, he asked expressionlessly, "What's your name?"

"Kreutz Cross," said the white-bearded old man.

Seeing Old Cross's performance, Wednesday's curiosity came up, and he raised his eyebrows and asked, "You don't seem to be scared at all, why aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

Old Cross's white hair and beard fluttered wildly with the sea breeze, but his eyes were very light, "I should have seen the creator god at my age, so you can do whatever you want," he said with a miserable smile, "Besides, it is better to die in your hands and die of exhaustion on the ship." โ€

There was something in this, and Wednesday's heart moved, did the old man tell the truth? Or was he playing a bitter trick? Although he was not sure, he still pretended to be surprised and asked, "Why do you say that? Are you the captain?"

"What captain, but an old dog they had imprisoned, and would have been killed more than ten years ago if he hadn't shown them the way," said Old Cross, twisting his head to the side, as if in tears.

Seeing this scene, Wednesday muttered a little in his heart, could it be that what this old man said was true? Thinking of his very cooperative performance in the sea just now, he decided to ask carefully, maybe he could trigger a mission, so he slowed down his tone and said as softly as possible: "Tell me about your situation, maybe, I can help you." โ€

"You?" Old Cross looked at Wednesday, "Young man, no matter how powerful you are, can you deal with more than 20,000 people?"

More than 20,000 people?" "You mean, there are more than 20,000 of them in total? Do you know where they are?" Hearing Old Cross say more than 20,000 people, Wednesday hurriedly asked, "Tell me, I will definitely help you." โ€

When Old Cross heard what Wednesday said, he became wary and asked with suspicion on his face, "Who are you?"

Wednesday hesitated, and said with an extraordinarily sincere expression: "I'm a mercenary, and the task I received is to investigate the details of their gang, although I can't tell you who the person who issued the task is, but I can tell you that investigating them is to deal with them, as long as I understand their details, I can help you." โ€

After saying these words, Wednesday looked into Old Cross's eyes as sincerely as possible, revealing a harmless expression of human and animal.

But his thoughts were not in vain, Old Cross lowered his head and said: "What islands do they have, they have to transport food and vegetables to them every month, and occasionally weapons and armor, as well as people," In the end, it can be seen that Old Cross is trying his best to control his mood, and the words are spit out from between his teeth.

"Can you write down the location of those islands?" heard Old Cross say that, Wednesday hurriedly asked.

Old Cross clenched his fists and said fiercely: "Of course I wrote it down, if I can't remember which positions, how could they make me the captain, I would have been thrown into the sea to feed the fish." โ€

With that, Wednesday also understood. When sailing at sea, there are generally no coordinates, and there are no accurate compasses and other nautical instruments, so you need an experienced old fisherman to get to sea, otherwise you can only stay near the sea. And the elder Close survived with his rich experience.

Of course, those people may have come to him because of Old Cross's vast sailing experience.

But in any case, as long as he remembers the location of the last island, then his mission is accomplished. As for the rest, that's what Old Dinah should have considered, and Wednesday couldn't help Old Dyna destroy more than 20,000 people in these three strongholds.

But it's really scary to say, there are more than 20,000 private soldiers hidden in this broken place, and if you suddenly attack, it will really be enough for Old Dana to drink a pot. It's just that Wednesday can't figure out why those people have a stronghold here, which is too far away from the Robert Special Administrative State, although it is hidden.

If their purpose is to help Margaret regain the throne or restore the country, they should be lurking in the territory or border areas of the Robert Special Administration, so that there is a certain suddenness in the action, and the success rate will be higher.

But now this stronghold is on the seashore tens of thousands of miles away from the Robert Special Administration, and if you want to kill Robert in the Special Administration from here, not to mention whether the people are prepared or not, whether they can safely leave the United Dudley Principality of Dudley is a question. Wednesday did not believe that the men of the United Dudley would allow more than 20,000 private soldiers to pass through their territory in a generous manner.

Wednesday thought very well, but he didn't expect Old Cross to pick up the shelf, "If you want to know the specific location, you must promise me a condition!"

He really didn't expect this old man to make conditions with him at this time, and he had some urge to slap his old face in his heart. But if you think about it, if there is a system reward for this task, then you can try it, but you have to look at the conditions first. So he suppressed the impatience in his heart and nodded calmly, "What conditions, you say." โ€

"Kill Dake, and I'll tell you where the three islands are," Old Cross said through gritted teeth.

"Who is?"

"It's the light mage who attacked you!"

It turned out that Dakker was the light mage, and Wednesday secretly pondered that if he wanted to kill only a light mage, it would not be too difficult, as long as he was given the opportunity to get close to the other party, he would be sure enough.

"Ding: Trigger the new quest 'Revenge of Kreutz Cross', do you accept?"

Of course, I accept it, such a difficult and labor-saving task is reluctant to give up on Wednesday.

"Ding: Obtained the new quest 'Revenge of Kreutz Cross', please complete the quest as required. โ€

Kreutz Cross's Revenge: Help Kreutz Cross kill his enemy Daike, (Quest Reward: Good and Evil +300, Contribution +200, Intermediate Gold Sore Medicineร—5, "Dharma Swordร—1).

To be honest, the rewards for this task are average, the contribution value is quite a lot, and the mid-level gold sore medicine is also good, but "Dharma Sword" is a bit chicken for Wednesday, and he doesn't learn swordsmanship, and he doesn't like swordsmanship very much. (To be continued......)

PS: Recommend a good book from a great god friend, ISBN 3289795, "Summoning the Lord", I forced the results to be dozens of times better, and the trustworthy god is new.