The Ring: Sell Dung Beetles in Junction

Chapter 450 Happiness Blinds the Eyes
There were about five or six combat units in Patch's squad, each of which had to deal with two or three Messermo soldiers.

With their fighting power, it should be quite easy. The opponent only had two knight-level fighters, one dressed in black and gold and holding a sledgehammer, and the other dressed in a red robe and holding a spear.

Patch judged the difference in combat power between the two sides and commanded: "Capture them alive."

As she spoke, she stuck her butt out and spit out spider silk, which covered a soldier in white silk and tied him up tightly.

Dann lowered his body and punched his opponents one by one, knocking them down and making them unable to get up for a while.

Lance Shanks was not so tactful. He rushed in the middle of the enemy's attack with a loud laugh, and with a roar he blew away the Black Knight and the nearby Messermo soldiers.

Roger and Ampah used their swords and bows to accurately pierce the enemy's torso, rendering them unable to fight.

In a blink of an eye, almost all of Messemo's soldiers were wiped out and subdued, leaving only two soldiers, Leida and Mur.

When Leida heard that she was going to capture him alive, she quickly turned her light sword that was about to hit him sideways, and didn't cut off his head. But this didn't knock out the Messermo soldier, who roared and started fighting with Leida.

For a while, the fight was so intense that it was difficult to determine the winner.

After Lance Sanx tied up the soldiers, he walked over to watch the two men fight, feeling a little strange:
"Hey, why has she become so weak? Wasn't she quite powerful before?"

When killing the horned monsters and clearing the field before, Lance Shanks had seen Reda's skills. She killed one blood monster with one sword. Her swordsmanship was sharp and not ambiguous at all.

Ampah observed Leida's moves and smiled:

"Maybe she's not good at keeping people alive."

Like a poisonous snake, Leida's sharp sword penetrated into the gap under the soldier's helmet and went straight to the throat, but it paused at the last moment and only scratched the face; then she turned around and the golden needle floated in the air, piercing towards the soldier's heart, and then moved horizontally and pierced the soldier from the edge of the vital point.

But the soldier was so brave that he didn't focus on the vital parts and rushed forward to fight with Leida despite the penetrating wounds.

The soldier stepped into a white circle, which then narrowed and was connected by a spider silk thread, which lifted the soldier into the air.

Patch couldn't stand it anymore and took control of the soldiers.

Leida didn't have time to react, and she shot a golden needle at the soldier, which just cut the spider silk and let it go again.

"Tsk." Patch was dissatisfied, "No, can you have some team spirit?"

Leida paused, unable to see the expression in the helmet, but her movements became somewhat uncomfortable. She simply put away her sword, rushed directly to the dazed soldier who fell to the ground, rolled up her cloak, and covered the soldier's head.

After a while, the soldier was finally strangled unconscious.

"Congratulations! Is there anyone slower than you?" Patch mocked Leida mercilessly.

As soon as he finished speaking, a scream was heard.

Greg struggled to move forward with his crutches, avoiding the pursuit of the last Messermo soldier. Moore was also chasing behind with a shield, but because he was wearing too much, he could not catch up.

Finally, after Greg rolled on the spot and avoided the attack of the Messermo soldiers, Moore caught up with the soldiers, raised his shield and slammed into the soldiers, knocking him away.

The soldier was not seriously injured when he landed, and wanted to get up and continue, but was stuck to the ground by a pool of spider silk.

After Patch tied up the last soldier, he naturally did not continue the topic of mocking Leida.

Leida also gathered the fainted soldiers together and said in a tone that was also full of anger:

"It would be better if you captured them alive."

"Of course it works." Patch said. He found a soldier who was tied up but not unconscious and asked, "Are you soldiers from Ensis City?"

"They are," Leida replied. "They told me before."

"That's good." Patch said, "If we spare their lives, Lord Ensis might be willing to listen to us."

Roger helped tie the man up, but still didn't understand:
"Why? Didn't Miss Leida tell them everything before? Why can't we do it?"

"As I said, we are the Faders," said Patch.

"Isn't Miss Leida a Fader?" Roger was surprised.

Leida took off her helmet, and her soft ivory-gold braids were neatly tied into a circle, revealing a pair of golden pupils. Her face was soft, but her eyes were sharp, adding a bit of heroism.

However, there were some bloodshot eyes in the corners of his sharp eyes, and his eye bags were a bit heavy, making him look very tired.

Patch glanced at her and said, "Get on your way."

Patch untied the restraints on the soldiers' legs and let them lead the way. He put the wounded on horses and Greg Colin was responsible for their treatment.

"What do we do with these weapons?" Lance Shanks grabbed a bunch of spears, axes and sledgehammers. Many of the spears were still covered with roasted meat. "Throw them away?"

Upon hearing this, the soldiers immediately turned their heads with anger on their faces.

"Take them with you," Patch said. "These are soldiers' spoils of war. Now is not the time to get angry."

Lance Shanks was too lazy to take it, so he rolled his eyes and stuck the spear into the soldier's back, following the spider web on his body, making it very secure.

From a distance, the Messermo soldiers looked like men preparing for execution, with a long handle erected around their necks.

"Wouldn't that seem like a provocation?" Leida glanced at Patch.

Patch didn't care: "Then let them choose, throw it away or carry it themselves."

Although the soldiers were very angry, they all recited it silently.

After walking and stopping along the way for a few days, we finally arrived at the city of Ensis.

A long bridge covered with chevaux de frise and fences is the only passage to Ensis City. It is easy to defend but difficult to attack. Countless Horned Men who tried to attack here fell on this bridge and became corpses pierced and roasted by spears beside the bridge.

Leida stopped at the bridge head and said:
"There's a crossbow in front."

"That's enough." Patch untied the Messermo soldiers and said to them,

"We didn't kill you because we wanted to be on good terms with your city lord and didn't want to fight. If you still have any honor, don't try to attack again."

After being untied, the soldier stretched his numb body and picked up the spear.

Patch and others immediately became alert.

The warriors did not attack further, but instead stuck their spears on both sides of the long bridge to join the spears that pierced the Horned Men.

After doing all this, the leading black knight said:
"You want to negotiate with Lady Layna? Fine, then go into the city if you have the guts."

Patch understood what the Black Knight meant. There were many more warriors in the city, and Lailana was probably a strong warrior. If a fight broke out, they would be ready to fall.

"Sorry, I don't have the guts." Patch smiled and turned to the team members and said, "Who wants to be a representative and go to negotiate?"

After saying this, Patch didn't want to wait for others to recommend themselves:

"Well... Colin, Greg, it's your time to shine."

Greg was being chased and hacked by the Messermo soldiers. He looked at the crossbows in the distance and compared his small body to them, feeling a little scared. But after being carried all the way, he knew he shouldn't refuse. He kept saying that he was the Golden King while walking forward.

Roger glanced at Fia and walked forward:
"I'll go too. I'll leave Miss Feiya to your care for now."

Patch nodded in agreement, and the three of them followed the Black Knight and the Messermo soldiers to prepare to cross the long bridge.

"Wait, why am I not included?" Leida said, "Wasn't I the one who negotiated before?"

"I doubt your ability to negotiate now," Patch said. "Just be a thug."

"I am a blessed person." Leida widened her eyes, pursed her lips, and tried her best to show her eyeballs.

"I believe you have the blessing, and I believe in your fighting ability," Patch said, "but I don't believe in your ability to negotiate. Just let the soldiers mention the blessing."

Leida said, "You look down on me?"

"Don't get me wrong, don't be indignant—there aren't many people I respect." Patch smiled, "—you continue."

Patch let Roger and the others enter the city, and he waited outside the city with Leida and the others. Leida was a little depressed, sitting on a stone, supporting her knees with her elbows, and said nothing.

"He wants to conserve his strength." Ampah stroked his beard. "Colin Greg has no fighting ability. Although Roger has some fighting ability, what is more outstanding is his vision and wisdom."

"You're saying I'm stupid, aren't you?" Leida glanced up at Ampach fiercely, "You've hurt Lady Michaela, and I haven't settled the score with you yet."

"How about we settle the score now?" Ampah smiled, "I plan to challenge Lady Michaela again when I return."

"I couldn't ask for more." Leida suddenly stood up, drew out her sword, and a faint smell of blood emanated.

Layala Lapac's Spider Legs:

"Uncle Pachi, why did Sister Leida and Grandpa Anpahe fight?"

"Oh, a sparring match." Patch took a look and said, "But Laya, isn't this place a bit scary? Do you want to close your eyes and rest for a while?"

"Scary? Is it?" Laya blinked her eyes. "Isn't this place just in front of the city?"

Patch looked at the corpses on the two rows of spears in front of the city, thought about the scene in front of the Volcano Residence, and stopped talking.

After Leida and Ampah inflicted thirteen wounds on each other, Roger returned.

"It's agreed that we can stay in the city temporarily." Roger reported to Patch.

"Is this a trick?" Patch asked.

"Lady Layna still has a sense of honor as a knight," Roger said, "and she is from Carlia, so she doesn't care that much about whether we have the blessing or not."

"You can't tell from the performance of your men," Patch said.

Roger said, "Don't worry, we are safe."

"Oh? So confident." Patch lowered his guard a little and led the others to approach Ensis City. "How did you convince him?"

Roger coughed twice and said, "Actually, I have some connection with the royal family of Kalia. I called you grandma as soon as I entered the door."

Patch was surprised: "You have this kind of connection, is it useful?"

"It's useless. She's still quite angry." Roger was a little disappointed. "Lady Lenara is now a member of the Golden Tree, but she's not a native of Rodel, so she doesn't really care about Colin's preaching."

Tanis suddenly asked, "Is the city lord old?"

"She doesn't look old, and her hair is black and shiny," said Roger.

"No wonder you're angry." Tanis turned her head away.

Roger was also a little depressed: "We Kalia women shouldn't care so much about age. Maybe it's because we have been at the Golden Tree for too long."

"Then how did you convince him?" Patch asked curiously.

"Greck convinced me."

"How did Greg convince him?"

Roger was a little hesitant and uncertain:

"It seems... it would be fine if we just called her Auntie? Anyway, the lady was very happy and decided to receive us."

Roger stroked his smooth chin, very puzzled:

"If a grandmother doesn't work, then an auntie will do? Greg looks much older than me, so we are of the same generation..."

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Sighing at the prison, Wuming went deeper into the depths of the prison.

He had already found out that there were many criminals in the prison, as well as witches, who were used to make the criminals good. The witches were from the same clan as Queen Marika, who was so powerful and invincible in the borderland.

There are two types of people in the prison, one is the prisoners who have not been dealt with yet, the other is the people who deal with the prisoners.

Both of them seemed extremely panicked because some unusual changes had occurred in the prison.

The original contents of the big pot began to escape, and the souls of the evil people that were supposed to merge into good people struggled out and materialized in the tumor.

What is even more frightening is that the employees and criminals who were originally here have also undergone a kind of abnormal change.

Their horns began to swell extremely and pierced directly through their eyes.

It's a bit like Monger's left eye, except both eyes are pierced and the horns cover both eyes, making him blind.

What frightened the other horn people was that these blind people did not panic. Instead, they felt very happy and were very keen to pass on this happiness to others - even if they thought their sighs of happiness were actually terrifying wails.

The horn people put the most seriously ill people in the lowest level of the prison, but during this period, some people still mutated from time to time. The horn people would deal with these people, and even when they were dealt with, these mutated people would still have a happy smile on their faces.

"Let me see what's going on?" Wuming jumped down curiously, wanting to see those mutated horn people.

In the lowest level of the dungeon, Wuming saw the Sigher.

It was indeed as the Horned Man said, the horns on these people were even thicker and pierced their eyes.

Wuming observed the sigher and was somewhat confused.

As early as when he saw the little horned man, Wuming noticed that the horns on the horned man would attract souls to stop and those souls would keep drilling into the horns.

These thick horns attract more souls.

This is a prison, and the souls here are basically filled with extreme madness and hatred, and Dajiao absorbs all of these souls.

Wuming could see that some resentful souls were still biting the big horns fiercely and trying to drill into the brains of the horn people.

"Is this the reason for the anomaly? Something like a curse or a resentful spirit's curse?" Wuming thought.

But it feels like more than that.

Just as he was thinking about it, the sigher in the distance raised the human head lantern in his hand and shook it, and his figure transformed into dozens of people, scattered in all directions of the cave, and cried out in unison.

The wailing was so moving that it deeply touched the soul and resonated with it, causing an intense sadness to surge in the heart.

The tragedies that I experienced in the past, the wails of those who died, the sad self-mockery and roars of the powerless, the deaths of people I knew with regret... all appeared before my eyes.

Wuming's eyes felt sore, as if tears were about to flow out.

"It's such a familiar feeling again..." Wuming thought.

This time the confusion didn't last too long, Wuming quickly figured it out.

This was the emotion I had experienced while walking alone in the snowy mountains while solving Chapolili's epilepsy problem.

After seeing so many tragedies, there is an urge to burn my eyes, go crazy, sit facing the wall, never look at the sorrows of the world again, and let my heart return to peace.

"Crazy fire..."

Wuming looked at those sighing people and remembered that when he was questioning them before, the young man always emphasized that he was too young and immature and should not participate in the torture. He suddenly understood something.

He fell to his knees, supporting himself on his hands.

The cold prison floor began to show red.

Flames exploded from the ground, raging everywhere and blasting all the sighers away.

When the flames died down, only one sigher in the prison was still breathing.

It seemed that under the severe pain of the burning flames, he regained his consciousness and stopped uttering those sighs for a while.

The sigher seemed to sense Wuming's approach. His eyes, which had been blinded by the horns, shed tears of blood. As he was dying, he murmured his last sigh of life:
"It's impossible to be happy after seeing that..."

(End of this chapter)