A hero drinks red without leaving a bottle

Chapter 44 Apologizing to Ms. Unohana and Mr. Saragi for the standard 90-degree angle but without sincerity
The moment the original fighting blood cooled down, Huang Lang felt a fleeting sense of nothingness before turning back into the thief who attacked from the shadows.

This came suddenly, and the sudden sense of nothingness made him stagger.

Fortunately, this feeling really only lasted for a moment, and soon, the strength came back. He shook his head and stood firm, but he couldn't help but think of the strange moment just now, the eyes filled with gray breath. , and that ethereal voice:

[Don, interesting]

No gender, age, or tone can be heard, but an emotion can be felt abnormally.

But no matter how weird it was, it disappeared in an instant, quickly making Huang Lang wonder if he was hallucinating.

"Hey, that one over there." A low voice that sounded like a bass drum interrupted Huang Lang's thoughts.

Looking up, Huang Lang saw the tauren supporting the elf raised his hand and made a series of strange gestures to him, which felt like sign language plus gestures directing traffic.

What are you doing, why, why do you want to make a one-handed seal? ——Huang Lang frowned and thought.

"Sure enough," the Tauren looked at Huang Lang and frowned, with a clear expression on his face, "Although according to what Mundo said, he is a real shadow-level assassin in terms of combat power and fighting style, but he doesn't know that he will become a shadow-level assassin when he is promoted to the shadow level. The secret code that was taught, presumably your Excellency is the relative of Donne’s daughter who has been making a big splash in Baigu these days, and a member of the Donne family in the New World.”

【Oh, so that gesture is the secret signal of shadow-level assassins】

Huang Lang was thinking in his heart, but he was not slow in his mouth. He nodded at the tauren and said:

"Your information is quite timely."

"As a northern bandit operating in the power radiation range of a military fortress like Baigu, if you don't have any eyeliner inside Baigu, then you don't have to mess around," the tauren Custer chuckled, and moved Lisa, who was unconscious, hugged her, pouted her lips behind Huang Lang, and said, "It seems that I have to wait for some words."

Huang Lang turned his head to look behind him, and found that the trembling caravan owner Batavia, who was barely standing still, was being assisted by Walter, the head of the escort adventure group [Northland Express], who was barely able to stand.

"Then...then...then..." Mr. Batavia, who seemed calm and domineering all the way, was trembling like a child, pointing at Lisa who was being held in the arms of the tauren and said for a long time, unable to speak In a word.

In the end, it was Huang Lang who said for him:
"that……"

"That...that is..." This time Walter was trembling and speechless.

"That's the breath of demons." The tauren Custer finished speaking for Walter.

Hearing these words, Batavia's strength gathered in his body leaked away as if a balloon had been pricked in an instant, and his whole body suddenly went limp, all because of Walter who barely stood up. It didn't fall down.

But Walter was not much better at this time.

As I said before, the Northland Express adventure group is really not an old-school adventure group in the traditional sense. They only run escort missions on fixed routes, and the members of the group are basically not interested in taking risks or taking too many risks. Walter was one of those beaters.

The little sense of adventure that might have existed in the early years has long been exhausted in the repetitive and complicated daily life. When faced with a plot like "The Great Man Dieter's Plan", Walter can still rely on his encouragement for wealth and a good life. Have the courage to communicate with Huang Lang.

But when all this escalated to the world-level crisis [demon] that he had only heard in stories, the courage in Walter's heart almost disappeared.

Seeing Walter and Batavia like this, Huang Lang didn't laugh, nor despise or look down on them.

There is no other reason, but Huang Lang felt that if before time travel, someone suddenly put the crisis of the world's existence in front of him and told him to join the team to save the world, he guessed that he would not be much better at that time.

"Unfortunately, I didn't expect this incident," Huang Lang tried his best to keep his voice calm, "But since the demons have appeared, no one in this world should sit idly by. Our mission was to capture the demons there. Miss Elf brought back, now it seems that our mission can only be changed."

Huang Lang's task is naturally not to catch the elves, this is a lie that he and Lisa had negotiated --- he and Serena followed the convoy as Dieter and "elf slaves" at the beginning, and later captured Lisa Queen Sha changed to "He and Miss Whitemane came to the convoy because they got reliable information that bandits were coming to attack, so they came to ambush and prepared to capture the leader of the other party and send them as slaves."

Now that he suddenly didn't need to continue lying, Huang Lang felt strangely relaxed for a while.

At this time Walter regained some courage, and after hearing what Huang Lang said, he said:

"Then, what do we do?"

"My suggestion is to do what you should do. Originally, you were just going to send a batch of goods to the transfer station, so go ahead and let's leave it at that. You have not directly contacted people and things related to demons. I don't think there is anything too serious about it." Big risk, by the way," Huang Lang said, taking out a bag of gold coins that he prepared earlier, "This is compensation, I'll share it with your team members, and live a stable life from now on."

"I don't know, I really don't know," Walter took the gold coin, shaking his head with a face full of confusion and even pain, "Evil demons have not appeared in the world for a long time, and those judges who hunted and killed demons have not appeared in the world for a long time. It didn't appear, although we didn't have close contact with the demonic aura or contact, but no one knows how the court will treat us..."

"Then what do you guys want to do, follow us?" Custer, who was holding Lisa over there, said.

Walter was about to answer when he heard a groan from Mr. Batavia, who was almost fainted. He raised one hand as a gesture of waiting, then put Batavia on the ground, and then took out his own bag The flagon of spirits, helped Batavia to feed him a mouthful.

The spicy Northland fire wine made Batavia wake up. The caravan owner shook his head. After finally focusing his eyes, he looked at everything around him and suddenly let out a heavy sigh:
"This time, something really happened..."

Walter hurriedly told Batavia what Huang Lang had just discussed with him, but when he was talking about taking the money and leaving, Batavia suddenly interrupted Walter, shook his head and said:

"You may not care too much about these things, but you also know me. Businessmen who have traveled far and wide will inevitably listen to more. Just last week, I got the latest volume of [Emperor Capital Newsletter], where , but there is an article jointly signed by His Majesty Stefan and Lord Inquisitor Kane, the presiding judge, in which it is mentioned that all subjects of the empire should remain vigilant and always guard against signs of the revival of demons."

"Yes," Walter nodded, but there was an expression on his face that he didn't particularly care about. "But doesn't the Tribunal often publish articles that make everyone alert to the appearance of demons? What's the matter?"

"This time with the seals of His Majesty the Emperor and the presiding judge, I tell you, kid Walter, I think something is wrong," Batavia shook his head, his tone was extremely serious, "We merchants, want to do big things. For a long time, the most important skill is how to interpret the official words of the imperial officials, and we encountered this matter not long after His Majesty and the presiding judge jointly signed, no, this matter cannot be handled so simply.”

"Although we originally planned to rob this gentleman's caravan, I think what he said makes sense." The tauren continued.

"I don't care." Batavia waved his hand quite generously, signaling to Castor that he doesn't care, "I knew who you were after you appeared with Shunpo just now——【Castor the Mercy】 , the rare tauren assassin masters, the Liberator bandit group, are more like "righteous bandits" than bandits. If my small caravan hadn't been related to Dieter, you probably wouldn't have. Will do it."

"It's great that you can understand." Castor nodded.

"You are for the ideal, and I am for the ideal --- my ideal is to make myself and the people in my entire caravan live more comfortably, and they are all loyal to themselves," Batavia said with a pale look on his face. Smiling, "But now it seems that we have to deviate from our own track for a while. I decided that after delivering this batch of goods, the caravan will take a break temporarily. I will take the guys to the court to surrender."

"Are you going to take the initiative to go to the Tribunal?" Walter asked in surprise.

"Yes, if it's okay, it's nothing more than everyone living together in the Tribunal for a while. It's probably okay, but Walter boy, my opinion is that your adventure group will do the same. If the people from the Tribunal really find you, then Time is not the same treatment—a good citizen who thinks about the safety of the empire and a bad citizen who ignores the emperor's decree, you should think about it clearly." Batavia said, staring into Walter's eyes.

"Although I don't want to admit it, I have to say that what you said, Mr. Batavia, may be right." Walter sighed and looked at Huang Lang, "I will accept the money you gave me, sir, and then Although it's a bit sudden, our fate may be coming to an end for the time being."

"The world is unpredictable," Huang Lang nodded, and then took out a bag of gold coins and handed it to Batavia, "Mr. Batavia, in addition to some compensation for the caravan, I also want to share with Batavia Mr. Ya bought a camel cart and some supplies, after all, we may have to split up next."

"Of course this is no problem. I'll go and have a look and arrange it."

Batavia and Walter turned and walked towards the caravan and escort adventurers who were still hiding in the distance. When the distance between the two was enough, Custer, who had tied the elf Lisa to his back, spoke:

"Then, Mr. Dorn, I guess you didn't really mix in the caravan to set up an ambush to arrest Lisa, did you?"

"Mr. Cust is very clever."

"I also guess that the false information we received about Dieter's appearance was a false information that our people accidentally captured and released to cover up some kind of secret operation. Am I right?"

"You know, Custer," Huang Lang said with a smile, looking into the tauren's eyes, "you broke my stereotype of the tauren."

"I won't ask what the secret operation is, and from now on, if possible, we may have to re-investigate the character of Dieter," Castel said with a look on his face [Everyone knows It’s good to know] with a smile, but the smile on the Tauren’s face disappeared immediately, “Then we may be separated temporarily, Lisa is haunted by the magic weapon of the Nightmare King among the demons, I have to take her to find People have seen it."

"Who?"

Before the tauren could answer, Walter had already run back, so Custer closed his mouth again.

Walter ran all the way to Huang Lang, and said with a look of embarrassment:

"There is a problem. The camel truck is fine. It's fine for us to vacate one after a squeeze, but for supplies... the cart with the most supplies was...killed in the explosion just now."

As he spoke, Walter pointed to a torn camel cart in the snow not far away and various supplies scattered on the ground beside it.

"Is there not enough supplies?"

"We are counting, but judging from the extent of the damage, it is very likely that the caravan's own supplies are in danger..."

"In that case, I have a proposal..."

The Tauren Custer then made a proposal that surprised Walter—one of the Liberator's main activity bases is not very far away. Custer suggested that the caravan go there to replenish some of the most urgent supplies, and then Proceed to the next transfer station.

"[The Liberators] only attack slave catchers and slave trade caravans. If you don't believe me, you can ask your Batavia boss." Seeing Walter's embarrassed face, Custer pointed to the place where he was directing everyone to gather in the distance. Batavia for supplies, "And dusk is coming, and night is dangerous in the Northlands."

"I'll discuss it."

Walter ran to Batavia.

About an hour later, under the afterglow of dusk, a strange combination of caravans, adventurers, bandits, mages, and "Sons of Dorn" rushed towards a certain place in the mountains of the Northland.

"Speaking of which, what happened to that half-elf?" Huang Lang asked Custer, who was riding outside because he was too big to ride in a car, riding on a long-haired polar beast provided by a caravan.

"This matter..."

Custer's tone sounded a bit embarrassed, but he explained to Huang Lang:
Not long ago, the Liberator bandits sent a small group to the east to participate in an underground meeting of the anti-slavery movement. On the way back, those who went to the meeting killed a slave hunting team. Among the rescued slaves was an elf.

"We later found out her identity. Her name is Shameng Randy, which means emerald flower in the elf language. She seems to be a member of the Thieves Guild, a thief code-named [White Shadow]. A few days ago, she brought a The items entrusted by the customer disappeared without handing over the task..."

Hearing [Bai Ying], Huang Lang's pupils constricted suddenly (review Chapter 6)—it was the guy who disappeared in front of him, sure enough, there was something wrong with that stone!
"Later, according to the intelligence network of us and other groups, this Miss Shameng suddenly appeared in the territory of the elves with a lot of money, but the sudden appearance of a lot of money on her body attracted some unnecessary attention. We don't know the details, but Shameng Randy's wealth was robbed, and her mother, stepfather, and younger brother were all killed—we know this..."

"God..." Huang Lang shook his head.

"At the time of the incident, according to the rumors of the people present, Ms. Shameng "disappeared in a white light", and when she reappeared, she was brought back by our people in a frenzy. Of course, at the same time, there were also That damned stone." As he spoke, Castor looked at the stone of lies that had been stripped from Lisa's body and was being sealed in a crystal box at this moment, with hatred on his face.

"The stone of lies..." Huang Lang pondered.

"Well, it should be. This thing corrupted a slave present, controlled and corrupted one of us, and controlled Lisa's black personality..."

"It's really scary. Speaking of black personality, what's going on with your head......"

"Everyone has some secrets, right, Mr. Dorn, just like your magical magic tool."

"There is nothing to keep secret about my props. It is the props that my brother Yaqianliu gave me to save my life, and it contains his power."

"Eight thousand streams?"

"Well, one of my many elder brothers, Yaqianliu-Dawn, he called himself that because he aspired to learn 8000 schools of boxing."

"It doesn't matter whether there are so many schools in this world... Your brother is really an ambitious person." The tauren Castor let out a sincere admiration from the bottom of his heart.

"That is……."

While Huang Lang was laughing so hard that he was about to stifle internal injuries, he glanced at the darkening sky and said in his heart:
Two generations of Kenpachi, I'm sorry!
　Speaking of which, there is a good thing
　　I thought that the first round would be such a bad thing, but it’s not enough.
　　But the editor is very nice, he said help me to fight for it, and then it seems to be dead and resurrected again on Sunday

　　Thank you for the editor here, and thank you for all the readers

　　I don't know if I should write a single chapter to thank you individually?
　　I don’t have enough time, I’ll try my best to write first, it’s really true for a person who works full-time to write part-time.
　　continue to ask for support

　　Students who lost World of Warcraft, I recommend the old gentry at station A, the talkative gentry analyzed the video of this incident, and he did a great job

　　back to work
　　


(End of this chapter)