Why did the lord rebel

Chapter 48 Tabili stopped thinking

The Igor family set up a temporary camp in a wood far away from Tanluo Avenue.

Master Laurie, who was suddenly changed, even reluctantly cut his flesh uncharacteristically. He generously took out a batch of magic raw materials from Adrian's laboratory, carved magic marks on the four corners of the camp, and arranged a simple "La Fosia". Retreat Enchantment".

The function of this spiritual enchantment circle is very simple: anyone who tries to approach the enchantment range from the outside, as long as the magic resistance is not strong enough, will unconsciously stay away from this direction under the subconscious drive.

——The master was really afraid of the raiding mercenaries as well as the reserve team and the back-up team. In order to prevent a possible second raid, he specially added a magic double insurance to the camp that was already hidden in the woods.

The victims of this raid were also buried in the woods in a somewhat hasty funeral.

With the conditions of the convoy, it is difficult to take the corpse on the road after all.

Therefore, the Igor people who could not be revived due to their serious injuries could only sleep in this distant land forever.

Xia Houyan led several core family members, and after covering the grave of the deceased with soil, he heard the long-awaited news from Clement:

"Lord Elliot, I have bundled up that undead mercenary offal in your tent."

While wiping his hands with a handkerchief, Xia Houyan winked at Master Laurie.

The master understood it, and out of nowhere pulled out a heavy crate.

Clement felt that the master's sneer, like the box, exuded a dangerous aura.

The lord took over the wooden crate from the master and repeatedly warned his subordinates:
"Remember, no one is allowed near my tent!"

Of course, everyone readily accepted the order - after all, after a bloody battle, no one wanted to be stimulated by more spirits...

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The deputy head of the "Wind of Desolation" mercenary regiment, Jose Taibiri, was tied to a chair by a thick hemp rope soaked in oil, and he described it as sluggish.

This old gangster who once dominated the southern wasteland and murdered the wild, was once the second-in-command leader of the mercenary group, was also the VIP of the Grand Duke of Houston, and was once the nightmare of Limin who could stop the crying of children at night.

But now he is like a defeated rooster, paralyzed on the chair, with no fighting spirit in his eyes.

The heavy blow of Clement's rune long sword was far from turning him into this——When the deputy captain Tiberia was 17 years old, he was injured on the battlefield much more seriously than today!
But he, still clutching his intestines that was about to flow out of the wound, gave the half-orc sergeant a fatal blow!
But he still crawled out of the meat grinder on the Eastern Front in the sea of ​​corpses and blood, leaving countless enemies and teammates behind!

For more than 40 years, Jose Taibili, who has fought alone for more than [-] miles, is most familiar with the smell of blood!
The blood of enemies, the blood of allies, and his own blood!

But at this time, what really made his soul tremble was not the physical injury, but the bitterness of failure!
After Yoyo woke up, he saw the headless corpses of his sixty cronies at first sight, and their heads stacked like pyramids!

The visual impact of this scene is too strong.

Deputy Tabili did not even resist, and let the swarthy armored man tie himself up.

And it wasn't until he was tied up in this tent that the deputy head of Taibiri accepted the fact that he was defeated with a dull mind.

"Acceptable" does not mean "understood"!
Deputy Head Tabili couldn't even dream about how he lost!

He couldn't figure out why the group charge of 61 Lancers failed to completely destroy the fighting spirit of this team!
He couldn't figure out why the "Desolation Wind" cavalry team, which could not even defeat the [-] regular army of the Empire, would collapse on a migratory convoy full of old, weak, sick and disabled!

He couldn't figure out why a heavy-armed soldier suddenly appeared in this unremarkable convoy!

If José Tabili had not been knocked unconscious by Clemente just now, but had witnessed the defeat of his own cavalry team, he would still not be able to understand why there are still women with superb martial arts skills and a body like a wandering dragon. The swordsman kills Wuying in an instant, why is there still an old mage who can easily play with forty elite mercenaries with applause!
Jose Taibiri could not understand the result!
But decades of bloody career have still shaped the calm character of the deputy head of Taibiri.

Despite the lingering shadow of failure, Jose Taibiri's bright brain began to think.

He is not dead yet.

Although he was firmly tied to a chair, even though he had been whipped dozens of times by several shrewd guards before, even though he was enduring a humiliation that he had never experienced in his life...

But he is still alive.

When the bastards of the Igor family found out that Taibiri wasn't dead, they could have chopped off his head - but they didn't, but kept him alive to this day.

And to live, there is hope.

Jose Taibiri narrowed his eyes.

He knew very well in his heart that the person in charge was the young lord named Elliot Igor. When he was escorted by the canned man through the camp just now, he caught a glimpse of the black-haired man out of the corner of his eye. , a boy with an overly young face.

And Jose Taibiri knew too well what these imperial nobles were.

This is a group of orphans who can sell their mothers to brothels for petty profits!

This is a group of villains who can hand over their souls to the devil for the sake of promotion!

This is a group of hooligans who can sacrifice the people to the enemy for the sake of safety and self-preservation!

Yes, the deputy head of Tabili knew that the raid he led must have caused serious harm to this young noble named Elliot Igor, and the other party probably hated him completely;

But he is confident that as long as he offers a sufficiently attractive price, he can still take advantage of this young man's greed to get a chance from the opponent!
- After all, this young lord hasn't killed himself, has he?

José Tabelli began to calculate his chips like the most senior gambler: what could he offer this little bastard named Elliot to trade his life?
money?Yes, their Igor family must be short of money now, and I know where the treasury of the "Desolate Wind" chief is hidden...

woman?Yes, young people like this, don't know if the nuns of "The Virgin Flower" suit his taste? ——It should feel good, at least they screamed nicely when they prayed in bed...

revenge?Maybe this Elliot Igor is not willing to suffer in vain, maybe he will want to know who is behind the whole thing - it doesn't matter, I can tell you about the Archduke of Houston, and then let you go to the Archduke die...

Perhaps, there are other valuable information?

——Deputy Captain Tabili was still weighing the value he could provide on his chair, and suddenly felt a breeze blowing across his face.

The tent curtain was lifted.

The black-haired lord that Deputy Head Tabili was still thinking about just now walked into the tent holding a wooden crate.

The lord put the wooden crate firmly on the ground, then lifted a cast iron crowbar from it, and turned to the deputy head of Tabili, who was tied to the chair by Wu Hua Da, with an indifferent expression.

Jose Taibiri licked his lips, ready to say the proposal that he would use in exchange for his life.

But the first sentence that the other party said coldly made Tabili's spirit almost collapse:
"Mr. mercenary, I'm sorry to keep you until this time, but I really can't help it. I want to experience the feeling of torturing you to death with my own hands."

(End of this chapter)