I, the Lord of the End

Chapter 31, Raid!

The scale of this caravan is not small, with three merchants, dozens of carriages and a hundred guards, it is a standard armed merchant team, and this witch Ms. Andrea from the Seven Shields Alliance gave this caravan even more Strong magical protection.

Of course, the price is also huge. As a hero-level wizard, Ms. Andrea will directly draw [-]% of the commission from the caravan's profits.

The merchants obviously suffered from this choice, but the impact of the skinning incident has been too bad recently. Everyone in the Holy Empire is in danger. The merchants have to do business, so they can only recognize it.

The camp was full of resting Ryzlan mercenaries. Under the leadership of the caravan guard captain, Sid walked through the crowd towards the luxury carriage in the caravan center.

There are many people whispering on the road, half of them are envious, and half of them are jealous.

Sid couldn't help frowning, which was not a good thing for him.

"Master, Ezekyle has brought it here." The captain of the guard said when he came to the luxury carriage.

"Okay, you go down." Ms. Andrea's voice came from the luxurious carriage, and the captain of the guard saluted.

The door of the luxurious carriage opened slightly, and a woman with a strange face and a veiled face smiled at Sid: "Your Excellency, are you used to this journey?"

"Thanks to Ms. Andrea for your help. I had a good time." Sid showed a standard business smile. He didn't encounter any trouble along the way. He tried his best to make Ms. Andrea feel that he was very satisfied.

The interior of the luxury carriage is luxuriously decorated, with satin blankets and thick black bear fur quilts being somewhat messily entangled.

Eye of the Falcon!

He noticed a small table next to the luxury carriage, and on it was a letter, which contained a report on the recent activities of the Blessing Church. This Ms. Andrea thought that the Blessing Cult would not be aimed at seven The Shield Alliance is here, and there is a research report next to it.

The above headline got Sid thinking.

In addition to the letters, there were divination cards on the small table. The card that was turned over was a "tower". A towering tower was destroyed by lightning, and two people fell from the collapsing tower to the ground.Sudden and unpredictable strong changes are unacceptable, no matter how arrogant human beings can be compared with the power of nature, challenging nature will only arouse the wrath of God.

There is an incense burner in the innermost part of the carriage, which exudes strong incense.

"Unfortunately, the happy time is always short." Ms. Andrea seemed to shake her head regretfully: "According to the current route, we will part soon."

"Yes, our journeys are different, but it is a great honor to have this encounter, and I don't dare to expect too much." Sid kept smiling.

"Actually, you can ask for more." The Witch of Seven Shields lazily stretched her body in front of Sid. She patted the pillow beside her, and her words were full of hints: "Why don't you act together with us? Ai Ze Mr. Kyle, do you have any reason why you must go to the wolf? The people there are cruel, stupid, stubborn, and they hate foreigners extremely."

"I have reasons for not being able to explain clearly." Sid continued to smile: "Personal reasons, please forgive me."

The Falcon's Eye continued to activate, and he saw what Ms. Andrea's hands were doing under the quilt.

The witch has been hinting a lot these days.

Sid wouldn't mind a fling if it was a normal time.

He called this situation a "friendly match", and each took what he wanted.

It's just that Sid has no thoughts on this aspect at all now, he is entangled in many things.

"You can follow us to Blood Cliff to trade with Eastern nomads, and then take a boat along the coast and return to the Principality of Seven Shields." Andrea ignored Sid's explanation, and she played with her long brown wavy hair.

"It's a good suggestion, but I really have a reason to go to the Wolf Principality." Sid still refused.

"What a pity... what a pity." The Witch of Seven Shields sighed to express her regret, and she took out a pendant from the box beside her: "In this case, please be sure to accept my gift."

Sid took the pendant. The pendant looked very simple. A small bottle was held up by two ropes: "Thank you."

"This is not far from the wolf's border, but even so, you must be careful when you are alone." The Seven Shield Witch lowered the curtain, which meant to see off the guests.

"Thank you very much for your reminder, I will be careful." Sid nodded slightly.

After a short break, the caravan continued on its way.

An hour later, a fork in the road will arrive, where Sid will part with the caravan. He will continue to head south into the territory of the Wolf Principality, while the caravan will head east to Blood Cliff, where the Holy Empire is located. And the free trade city of the Nomad Empire, where caravans will trade with the nomads.

The very welcome traveller, His Excellency Ezekel-Abadon, bid farewell to everyone here. He was alone and didn't even have a horse, so he left with a heavy salute towards another fork.

The traveling nobles left, but the caravan stayed where it was.

"Noiret, Puccirado, Vittorio." The curtain of the luxury carriage was lifted, and a scroll was thrown out: "Use this, go and bring that person back, go now."

A typical-level warrior, a typical-level ranger, and a keystone-level rogue came to the carriage, and they picked up the magic scroll on the ground.

This is the scroll of the second-level magic—weakness technique. Enough magic power has been injected into the scroll, and it can be used as long as it is torn open: "A second-level magic scroll will belong to you after the matter is completed."

"Excuse me, ma'am, do you want to die or live?" The three looked at each other and immediately accepted this new commission.

Second-level magic scrolls, the market price is 250 gold ecu per piece.

"It's better to live."

"My lord witch, this is against the rules!" The chubby businessman immediately came up and knelt in front of the carriage, he was about to cry: "Harmony makes money, kindness makes money, lord witch, you can't do this!"

"My research happened to lack some noble blood." Ms. Andrea signaled the businessman to get out of the way: "I gave him a chance, here in the wilderness, and he is alone again, no one will know."

The businessman didn't dare to say any more, he was angry and anxious, and for the first time since he set off, he regretted seeking the help of this spell caster: "Madam, can you think about it again?"

"I gave him a chance." The Seven Shield Witch set her eyes on the fat businessman: "I gave you a chance too."

The businessman dared not speak any more.

This is the wizard.

On the other side, Sid was walking alone in the wilderness. The dense alpine coniferous forests on both sides squeezed the increasingly narrow road. The cold wind blowing through the forest made rustling sounds, and the mountain wind was smelly.

Sid held the small pendant given to him by Ms. Andrea in his hand. Using the Falcon's Eye, he could easily see that a strange fragrance was constantly overflowing from the pendant, constantly exposing his position.

A cold killing intent appeared on Sid's face.

If you want to trouble me, then go to hell.

That's right, he was just trying to see if his skills had regressed.

The God of the Ring, Eternal God, retreated into the coniferous forests on both sides. After a little screening, he found a suitable coniferous tree. With the continuous opening of the Falcon's Eye, all the scenery within two kilometers around fell into the coniferous forest. In the eyes of Germany.

Synchronization is being completed.

About 10 minutes later, three mercenaries chased after him, following the special fragrance.

The big mercenary is called Nuiret, a Tier [-] model warrior, the short mercenary is called Puccirado, and is a model ranger, and Vittorio is a tall, thin man who serves as a caravan Rogue, this guy is only responsible for reconnaissance and early warning missions.

Both the warrior and the ranger were delighted with the task in front of them, a second-level magic scroll!This trip can be regarded as meeting a fat sheep!
Following the scent, the three mercenaries soon discovered that the young Mr. Ezekel did not continue on the road, but walked halfway into the coniferous forest.

This aroused their vigilance, but it is not without a reasonable explanation - there are no toilets in the wilderness, and it is very normal to find a place to put water in the occasional internal emergency.

"Be careful, that kid is also a Tier [-] mercenary." Warrior Nuiret said to Ranger Pucherado: "We haven't seen him make a move yet, so we don't know how good he is."

"No matter how strong the level is, it is impossible to exceed the classic level." The ranger looked around with his hand crossbow, ready to launch the combat skill explosion shot at any time: "Don't forget, we have scrolls!"

This sentence gave the two model-level mercenaries a lot of confidence. They had the scroll of weakness given by the witch in their hands, which could greatly weaken the target's physical and mental endurance.

Gradually, the fragrance became stronger and stronger.

In the deep and quiet coniferous forest, with his hard boots stepping on the fallen leaves, the ranger Puccirado cautiously poked his head, and put his finger on the trigger of the hard crossbow.

ready?

Prepare!On the other side, the ax and shield of the warrior Noire are also ready.

The two paragons approached step by step, but the other rogue didn't intend to participate in the battle. He stood behind a coniferous tree not far from the road, and only planned to wait for them to finish their work to get a reward...or escape.

Vittorio glanced into the forest from time to time, feeling something was wrong.

Will it go so deep to go to the toilet?
The wanderer was still thinking about the reason and suddenly felt a chill on his back. Before he could touch the dagger at his waist, a big hand wrapped in a deerskin glove covered his mouth. The sharp Hidden Blade popped out and wiped along the wanderer's throat, the cold light flickered, and the hot blood spurted far away.

Immediately after twisting his big hand, Vittorio's head rattled, and the wanderer's body twitched back and forth.

The people behind him held him tightly until the body stopped convulsing, and Sid's face hidden in the hood emerged from the shadows, his expressionless face as if he had killed a dog without any emotional fluctuations.

Having been mercenaries in Rezlan for many years, this kind of thing is too common. No matter what order they get, as long as they judge from the current situation, it is basically certain that it is not good for them.

If he hadn't been vigilant, Sid would have been hacked and eaten to the point that there was not even a scum left.

The only annoying thing is that the smell of blood is a bit heavy, but I can't control that much now.

Sid covered the body with soil and fallen leaves, and he skillfully climbed up the tree and disappeared into the coniferous forest.

The warrior and the ranger were disappointed to see the pendant was hung on the branch, and the golden liquid in the small bottle was rippling back and forth with the wind.

"We lost it." Ranger Pucellato said disappointedly: "That kid discovered the function of the bottle."

"Then what should we do now?" The soldier Nuiré cursed, "You cunning little milk dog, you messed with the wizard yourself, and you want us to finish it off for him, Ranger, can you find his trace?"

"Wait, give me some time." The ranger immediately released the first skill he learned - Tracking, this skill can retrieve nearby footsteps and find the target.

But nothing was found, there was no footprint of that guy on the ground at all.

"Looks like he ran away." The soldier Noiret spat and cursed: "These damned white-headed guys, they always win, they always win, and us low-spirited bastards can only lick blood forever Why is God so partial to them and so unfair to us?"

"That's enough, Mr. Noiret, I didn't come to hear you complain about your wife running off with a little boy. I just want to ask a question, shall we continue to chase?" the ranger said impatiently.

"Chasing, of course chasing, I finally met the fat sheep, why didn't I chase after it?" Noiret reached out to Puqilado: "Give me the scroll."

"Impossible!" The ranger flatly refused, the magic scroll was too expensive, and he could only feel at ease if he kept it on himself.

"Then you chase, I won't chase!" The soldier's attitude changed drastically, he snorted coldly and put away his little thoughts: "What is that wanderer doing? We are working hard here, and he is only responsible for watching?"

"Go get him over here, we need his help."

"You don't need to say it."

The warrior walked towards the outside of the forest step by step, hoping that the rogue would also come out and do his part so as to earn this extra money.

However, after walking for 3 minutes, even with his dull sense of smell, he could smell the bloody smell flowing in the air. Noire took out his ax and shield vigilantly, and approached cautiously: "Mr. Vittorio? You Where?"

No one answered.

Damn, something is wrong!Noiret was about to turn around and yell to get the ranger's attention.

A figure like a falcon descended from the sky, the eagle hit the sky, and landed beside the warrior along the incomparably precise gliding trajectory. The sharp swift sword tore apart all the protection of the warrior along the seams of the cotton armor until his waist, and in his hand The Hidden Blade took advantage of the situation and penetrated along the cut collar of the clothes, piercing the opponent's shoulder.

"Hey!" The soldier grunted and was about to fight back, when the visitor immediately swung his swift sword to block the tomahawk, and pushed his left hand against his right wrist.

Push back!

Noire staggered back and forth, his voice was short and urgent, and the strong sense of weightlessness made him unable to speak with all his strength: "Mr. Ezekel, are you crazy?! We were partners before!"

"It's not anymore." The swift sword in Sid's hand twisted back and forth, not leaving the soldier's throat for half a step, forcing Noire to have no chance to use his combat skills to smash the ground, the white-haired beautiful boy said in a cold voice : "You know it yourself."

"F**K!" Seeing the soldier pretending to be stupid and being found, he wanted to find another chance for himself, but Sid was already close!
I saw the white-haired handsome boy dodge the shield sideways and slam, a sliding step like a gorgeous waltz, the Falcon's Eye continued to activate, the hatred mark locked the enemy, and the swift sword pierced along a defensive loophole of the opponent with incomparable precision. It entered into the neck, blood spurted wildly, Sid twisted his wrist and drew out with the other hand, the sharp Hidden Blade pierced through the neck bone with the speed of the swift sword.

solve!

Pfft~ The soldier's body fell to the ground and caused some noises. Sid took a breath. Just a moment ago, he continued to open the Falcon's Eye while continuously using push back, sliding step, spiral thrust and hate mark , This momentary outburst caused his physical fitness to decline slightly.

There was a sinking feeling from his waist, and Sid lowered his head to find that there was a thin layer of brown liquid in the Holy Grail of Nightmare, which smelled of beer and male body odor.

There was no response when he killed the rogue just now, but after killing this warrior, the Holy Grail of Nightmare responded?
In other words, the Holy Grail of Nightmare encourages to attack enemies who are not far behind or higher in strength?
Sid decided to try again.

1 minute later.

Under the coniferous tree, the ranger Pucilado was holding a hand crossbow vigilantly, observing the surrounding environment.

She had just faintly heard a brief fight in the forest, but it disappeared quickly, so fast that she had no time to support it.

The ranger immediately set up several traps around her. She held a hand crossbow in one hand and a magic scroll in the other.

In the forest, she knew she had only one chance to fire.

Just as she was looking around nervously, a cloudy slurry mixed with the smell of hops and male body odor poured on her head.

what?
Before Ranger could raise her head, countless terrifying information poured into her head like a flood that opened the gate!
A large amount of memory, information, experience, three views of personality, and the pain of dying mixed with extremely intense emotions directly flooded Ranger's brain, swallowing all her thoughts!

“啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊！”痛苦的哀鸣响彻森林，游侠用手疯狂地抓挠着自己的脸，周围的景色变得一片混沌，现实世界的景象褪去， The true face of countless terrifying things is revealed!

who I am?Am I a man or a woman?Am I the warrior Noiret or the ranger Puccirado?

What is this place?Where am I?Where is the truth?Where is the illusion?

What the hell is this world?
When the ranger's rationality was collapsing, Sid, who was standing on the treetop more than ten meters above her, smiled.

Shaking wine glass.

Great, I gradually understand everything.

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(End of this chapter)