Great Single Player of the Heavens

The members of the Mouse Gang are vagrants, created by wars, disasters, and contempt.

The power of destiny brought together six people with different identities and races from all over the world.

The six people who were born in the age of contempt have their own tragic stories:

Carlyle woke up in a pool of smoke, flames and blood, and found himself in a ransacked fortress, lying among the corpses.

Then he met Reif, a soldier who could still pant and ransack the fortress.

The two, who were also only sixteen years old, were unwilling to kill each other because they did not want to be alone, and decided to go together.

The two killed a tax collector, rode the snatched horses, walked through the village, swayed the remaining money at will, and laughed at the same time.

. . .

Giselle is a deserter.

After escaping from the rebels, he joined a bandit and continued to looting everywhere in order to survive.

However, when in a certain forest, the sharp arrow of the elves turned into the sickle of death, constantly attacking them.

Giselle, who was shot through the shoulder by a sharp arrow and nailed to a tree, was rescued by an exiled elf.

That female elf has a poetic ancient name "Anjavidien", which translates to "child of flame".

However, it was too sad for Giseleh, and he decided to call her Iskra.

. . .

Mihir came from the city of Thurn in North Mecht and was born into a wealthy noble family.

After hearing the news that Nilfgard's army was heading towards Thurn, the citizens fled the city one after another, including Mihir's family.

While fleeing, the girl who was separated from her family fell into the hands of slavers in Nilfgard.

Since virgins under the age of seventeen sell well, she has not been defiled.

Until the slave caravan was robbed and killed by a group of robbers and killed all the men, she had just left the wolf den and entered the tiger's mouth again.

When the blacksmith's son Esser dragged her out of the ditch, the daughter of the former nobleman was dying...

. . .

When attending a harvest festival celebration in a village in Giso, the six met.

Among the joyous crowd, they soon found each other.

They are too different and too similar.

Understanding the importance of companions, the six decided to get together and continue to guard each other in this age of contempt.

Giselle, who had a cold face, was thin, tall, and had black hair, became the leader.

They named themselves "Mouse Gang" because someone called them that way, and they liked it very much.

They looted, murdered, and their cruelty is a household name.

At first, the Nilfgaards turned a blind eye to the Rat Gang, thinking that, like other gangs, they would sooner or later die under the hands of angry farmers, or part ways because of the uneven distribution of the spoils, or even kill each other.

However, they were wrong.

Unlike other gangs, the Mouse Gang is dismissive of spoils. They attack, rob and kill, just for fun.

All the things they snatched from the Nilfgaard transport team were distributed to the villagers and replaced with weapons and clothing.

The villagers who are grateful to Dade will give them food and water, as well as shelter and shelter for them.

Even if the Nilfgaards wield their whips no matter how hard they were, they would not tell where the Mouse Gang was hiding or where they were going.

Even if a considerable reward is given, the informer will not survive the day when he receives it. He will be burned to death by the fire that lit in the middle of the night, or his throat will be cut in his sleep.

Since then, the Nilfgaards began to adopt other methods, such as inserting and responding.

However, this tried and tested trick failed again.

The Mouse Gang accepts no one. They are loyal and united with each other and do not need outsiders.

Until one day, a girl with silver hair, taciturn and dexterous like a juggler appeared in front of them.

The mice knew nothing about this girl.

Except for one fact, she was like them in the past, lonely and full of resentment, and wanted to vent her anger to the world.

Because this era of contempt has taken too much from her.

In this way, this silver-haired girl named "Falja" from nowhere, joined the Mouse Gang and became the seventh member...

. . .

The sound of horse hooves was rapid, and the mouse rushed out of the woods to help the group.

When the rider of the **** team saw the bright clothes of the visitor, he was shocked:

"Mouse Gang!"

In front of the seven people who worked together, these guards who had different opinions had no chance to escape.

Riding a variegated horse, Falja, with silver hair hanging from his hat, held a sword and cut open the arteries of the armpit of a guard who was trying to attack him, and quietly watched him die from bleeding too much. , Shook the rein, and left without looking back.

The ambush was quickly brought to an end.

After stopping the carriage, pushing the groom to the ground, and grabbing the reins, the crowd gathered next to the carriage.

Carlyle violently yanked the carriage door open, and Falgar also flexed his horse, still holding the blood-stained sword in his hand.

I saw two women sitting in the carriage, one large and one small.

A fat nanny wearing an old-fashioned robes and a soft hat, holding a pale-faced girl in a black dress similar to a collar in his arms.

Falgar noticed a beautiful brooch pinned to her chest.

"Hey! These horses are spotted horses, and they can definitely be exchanged for a lot of gold coins."

Compared with others, Carlyle cared more about the two women in the carriage.

Seeing the obscene light in Carlyle's eyes, the fat nanny couldn't help but tighten the girl in his arms, begging for mercy:

"You can take anything you want, I just want to beg my sirs, don't invade this young lady."

"We mouse help not to hurt the woman." Giselle, who grabbed the reins, said coldly.

"Yeah, we don't hurt women, we just have fun with them occasionally." Carlyle, standing by the carriage door, looked at the girl with a lewd smile: "As long as they want. Young lady, are you? I feel a little itchy between my legs. Don't be shy, just nod your head."

"Shut up, Carlyle, your joke is not funny. Reeve, Iskra, untie the harness. Mishir, lead the horse, we are leaving."

"Carlyle, don't fudge, come over and help us untie the harness. Falja, you also come and help!"

However, Falgar, who was standing by the carriage, turned a deaf ear.

Because she was attracted by the coat of arms on the car door-a silver unicorn on the black field.

A unicorn, I have also encountered, when I was trapped in an endless desert, it appeared and rescued me.

However, she was not sure if it was in another part of her life~www.ltnovel.com~ or in a dream.

I’m Falgar, but it’s not always Falgar...

Thinking of this, Falja, who had recovered, suddenly stepped on the steps of the carriage, with a pair of blue eyes staring at the brooch on the girl's chest:

"Hand it over!"

"You are so courageous! Do you know who you are talking to? She is the daughter of Baron Casadei, from a noble birth!"

Hearing this, Falja looked around first, and when he confirmed that other companions could not hear his own voice, he turned his head and spoke to the two people in the carriage in a scornful tone:

"Daughter of the Baron? It's a trivial title. Even if this pale-faced snot spirit is a countess, he should bow down to me!"

"Now, give me the brooch! Do you want me to pull out her bra too?!"

After getting what he wanted, Falja turned around with satisfaction, reunited with other companions, took a few valuable horses, and left together...