Wizard: I crush the legend with my martial arts

Chapter 107 Destroying the Bandits

Tessie was much calmer than Medio. Although he was also angry, he still prioritized reporting to Alphonse who was in the carriage.

"Lord! There are robbers ahead!"

Shaking the reins, the carriage went faster.

The two accompanying soldiers followed closely on both sides, with their spears in their hands, ready for battle.

They are all veterans who have experienced battles for a long time. Now they have practiced the Blood Demonic Art, and their combat power will no longer be inferior to that of warriors with first-level fighting spirit. Even if they attack a large number with a small number, they will not retreat at all.

Medio finally couldn't hold his breath. Before he could get closer, two wind blades had already streaked across the sky and struck him.

Almost at the same time, the carriage door opened.

Two figures, one white and one black, flew out like lightning, one behind the other.

The wind blade had just hit a bandit, and blood flew up.

The prelude to the massacre has begun.

The sword light was shining and blazing, Mia's figure shuttled so fast that no one could block her sword.

Although Alphonse came out a step slower, his killing speed was much faster than Mia.

Stretch out your arms and draw out your little fingers together.

There are several thin lines of silver-white sword energy in each of the left and right hands, flying out in an erratic and agile manner with a sharp scream.

The sharp sword energy strangled everywhere, screams sounded like waves, and corpses and remains mixed with blood were scattered all over the sky.

It was as if a burst of blood rained out of thin air.

The sword energy of the Roujian seemed to have eyes, avoiding innocent people and cutting the bandits into pieces.

This scene is truly terrifying, as if hell has reappeared on earth.

The people huddled together were so frightened that their faces turned pale and they couldn't even scream.

Although they knew that the people who came were here to rescue them, this scene was too terrifying.

The thieves who looked ferocious before were gone like grass stalks cut by a sickle, not even their bodies left behind.

This style of 'Ten Faced Front' is a large-scale scattered attack. With Alphonse's current strength, he can release more than one sword energy, and it also expands the attack range to the maximum.

Before the leader of the bandits could escape, a sword light had already passed across his neck.

The head flew high and blood spurted into the sky.

Miya didn't care at all. She slashed her sword and killed the remaining bandits.

Tessie drove the carriage to a close place and stopped the horse.

But there was no need for him to fight with the two soldiers. Mia and Alphonse had already killed all the bandits.

This gang of gangsters was very vicious in bullying the weak people, but they never imagined that they would kick up the iron plate and bump into Alphonse and his party.

Medio had never seen such a bloody scene before. With a "wow" sound, he lay down beside the car and started vomiting.

His vomiting was like a chain reaction, and the people huddled beside the motorcade couldn't bear it, and the sounds of vomiting came one after another.

Alphonse glanced around and rescued the people, but none of them came over to thank them, and they looked horrified.

He frowned slightly and asked loudly, "Which of you is in charge here?"

A middle-aged man came out of the crowd tremblingly. Although he was frightened, he did not forget to salute.

He had already noticed that the clothes of Alphonse and Mia were not civilian clothes.

The coat of arms inlaid on the carriage further indicated their aristocratic status.

"Your honorable sir, I am. I am the leader of the Nightingale Song and Dance Troupe."

Cabaret?

There were broken remains of musical instruments scattered on the ground. "Clean up this place and get out of the way. We have to pass." Alphonse said.

The middle-aged man hurriedly agreed, immediately asked the members of the group to pack their belongings, and drove the caravan to the roadside.

The men were better off, and could still calm down and move the corpses. The women's faces were covered with tears. This sudden nightmare really frightened them too much. It would be good if they could stand still.

Alphonse could only be patient and wait for them to clean up the battlefield.

He walked back to the carriage and looked at Medio's condition.

The little guy had already vomited out yellow bile and was in tears. Tessie patted his back heartily.

"Boys, be tougher. It's just a small scene like this." Alphonse laughed.

When I killed someone for the first time in the martial arts world, I almost vomited like this.

After all, people are not animals, so how can they not have some psychological burden? It’s just that if they do it a lot, it will become commonplace.

Medio had tears in his eyes and was really unable to argue.

At this moment, Miya raised her bloody head and asked for a cloth towel from the song and dance troupe. She wrapped it properly and brought it back.

"What are you doing?" Alphonse couldn't help but be confused.

"This bandit leader might have a bounty in the mercenary union. If there is a bounty, it can save some travel expenses." Mia replied calmly.

Alphonse was really surprised, he really hadn't thought about this.

Mia seemed to take this behavior as a matter of course, and it seemed that this was not the first time she had done this.

Forget it, I'm too lazy to talk about her.

No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat.

"Have you ever been a mercenary?"

"I used to be a bounty hunter to raise travel expenses." Mia remained indifferent.

Alphonse could imagine that when she came to the Cold Wind Territory, many villains would die at her hands along the way.

The leader of the Nightingale Song and Dance Troupe ran over again and put on a flattering smile, "Sir, can you let us follow your carriage? We will never disturb you."

"Help him?" Mia said towards Alphonse.

"I don't care, everything is fine." Alphonse responded casually, understanding that the leader of the song and dance troupe was afraid of another accident.

But there are not so many bandits. Alphonse has never seen any bandits in the north.

The leader of the Nightingale Song and Dance Troupe humbly thanked him again and again before turning back.

He also didn't expect that this young noble master would be so easy to talk to. He looked like a murderous god just now, but now he is extremely kind.

This request had to be made. All the guards in the regiment were dead and there was no one to protect them. If they ran into bandits again and there was no one to rescue them, the end could be imagined.

"They are all poor people." Mia sighed softly.

"What do you mean?" Alphonse had some clarity in his heart.

"In a wandering song and dance troupe like theirs, female dancers and musicians will work part-time as prostitutes." Mia explained, "If it were really a famous song and dance troupe, guarding wouldn't be that simple."

This also confirmed what Alphonse had thought. It was no wonder that those women had heavy makeup on their faces and smelled like a prostitute.

It can indeed be seen that this song and dance troupe does not look too wealthy.

Medio could hardly believe what he heard, and his eyes widened.

In his young mind, shouldn't everyone in the song and dance troupe be artists? Aren’t they supposed to stand on the stage and perform brilliantly? Why do artists still sell themselves?

Is civilian life so difficult?

(End of this chapter)