Master Overlord

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Under the night, the silent hills are like standing in the wilderness, staring at the giant of the night, swaying trees, like the ghost shadow sneaking by each and everyone.

In the woodland, the crackling bonfire, like a flame falling on a black curtain, burned the darkness through an orange-red hole.

“Who the hell are you?”

Pulling off a piece of roasted golden yellow rabbit meat, Milt turned to look towards Knight on the side.

They galloped all the way, from early morning to night, daring not to stop at the slightest except for peeing. Therefore, until this moment, he had the opportunity to ask his most curious questions.

“Would you like wine?” Knight leaned against the tree trunk and shook the wine pouch in his hand, with a relaxed smile on his face.

“You shouldn’t have a drink for a long time. This is the wine produced by Upper River Collar, named Knight-this is a good thing.”

The bonfire shone, and the silver white armor glowed orange. Looking at the wine sac hanging in the air, Milt hesitated a little, and put the rabbit meat in his hands at his feet.

“Cough, cough! Cough…”

A severe cough broke the silence around all around, and Milt quickly spit out the wine in his mouth.

“Is this really wine?” he asked in horror.

“You are a waste.” Knight took the wine bag and said with a smile, “Don’t worry, save you, but not to poison you to death in the wilderness. The wine in this wine bag is worth one. Gold Coin!”

Staring at the creepy throat, Milt asked again: “who the hell are you? Why save me? Where are we going?”

“My God, as a fugitive, you have so many problems. You should now gobble up and fill your stomach, or sing a little song to celebrate your escape from the dungeon. Just be grateful to me.”

“I should at least know your name,” Milt said earnestly. “After all, you are my life saving benefactor. I can never call you a groom, or use “you” instead.”

“Why, plan to pay me back in the future?” Knight said with a smile, “Terme, you can call me Terme.”

“Terme? This is obviously a pseudonym!” Milt emphasized. This is to reverse his name.

“Why, is the real name or pseudonym important to you?”

Knight raised the corner of his mouth, leaning against the tree as if lying on a comfortable soft chair.

“But you saved me after all, this is Supreme’s kindness!” Milt stared at his eyes, and the expression was sincere. It seems that if he does not know his true identity, he will be uneasy throughout his life.

“Mr. Stinky Dog-mind if I call you that?”

Milt shook the head, said in a tranquil voice: “Mind in the castle, now I think this is a good good name, which can make people remember.”

“I hate it deeply,” Knight chuckled. “Mr. Stinky Dog, life in the dungeon has made you smarter. Do you really want to thank me? Or do you want to use chat to make something useful?”

“It’s not me who saved you, it’s Gold Coin! I’m just entrusted by someone. As long as you are delivered safely, my task will be completed. Therefore, you don’t have to know my identity, and I don’t have such a thing as “name”. If you don’t mind, you can call me Stinky Dog Knight.”

Milt did not refute, he really wanted to know some useful information.

“Then, who are you entrusted with, where will you send me?”

“Mr. Stinky Dog, why be so anxious, you will know the destination sooner or later. No matter who is going to save you, is there any worse than the dungeon of the Campese Fort, or the dung car this morning?”

Milt was silent. Indeed, there is nothing worse than a dungeon or Stinky Dog.

“Then you are only entrusted by some people, or only by Gold Coin? Terme Knight.”

Looking at Milt, Knight suddenly showed a wicked smile. The bonfire reflected the smiley face like a devil’s mouth slowly reaching into the candlelight from the darkness.

“Hold.”

A Gold Coin was thrown from his hand, Milt subconsciously reached out to catch it.

“Mr. Stinky Dog, if one day you feel that someone’s death needs your help, and you are helpless, you can take this Gold Coin and go to a pub in a big town and buy a cup called “the time has not yet come “The fine wine.”

Milt hasn’t came back to his senses yet. Hearing the other person’s words, he immediately looked down at the Gold Coin in his hand. The size of Gold Coin is equivalent to ordinary Gold Coin, only on the side of Gold Coin 2, instead of the patterns of the sun and stars, it is 2 skulls with long horns Rams.

Looking at the Gold Coin in his hand, Milt couldn’t help breathing, as if he suddenly fell into the ice cave, and the side bonfires began to exude a bitter chill.

“You… you are, Grim Reaper.” His voice shivered a little.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered an ancient horror legend.

On the wasteland shrouded in darkness, there is a demon carrying an oil lamp and the head of a sheep. He will lend a helping hand to the lost traveler. If you express gratitude to him, he will give you a Rams Gold Coin.

This Gold Coin is the imprint of the god of death. The soul of the person who uses Gold Coin will be attributed to the god of death. In the last ages, whether it is King or beggar, there is no exception-those who take their lives will pay the same price.

Looking at the feared Milt, Knight suddenly sat upright and asked slowly: “Mr. Stinky Dog, are you still afraid of death now?”

Leaning back on his body and looking at the smiling face reflected in the bonfire in front of him, Milt was really afraid that it would suddenly melt into a skull and sheep’s head.

“Answer me, Mr. Stinky Dog.” Knight urged.

“No, I’m not afraid.” Milt subconsciously replied, but immediately he increased the volume, “I’m not afraid of death, but I don’t want to die! I have to avenge the Ballit family and kill Telosi.”

Knight stared at him with a smile, and lifted his right hand to his ear, a movement to tear off his face.

“Everything in 10000 has a death–“

Milt pestered his hands, and there was a voice in his heart that urged him to look away, but fear and curiosity were like magic holding his head.

The young man’s face was picked up, and under the light of the fire, a long horned skull and sheep’s head were exposed, and several large red worms like earthworms drilled back and forth between the hollow eyes and nostrils.

His voice became deep and hoarse, like a voice squeezed from his throat before he died.

“– People are no exception. When time comes, death comes.”

Looking at the pale bones in front of him, Milt shuddered. The wilderness shrouded in darkness had no stone wall to rely on. He had nowhere to escape.

“You…you said you wouldn’t kill me, you were entrusted, you took Gold Coin.” The trembling voice with a trace of pleading, “You said that you would send me to the destination safely, you said …”

The demon raised his arm, and under Milt’s gaze, the young man’s face was placed on the campfire. Suddenly, a dazzling white light turned on, and Milt subconsciously raised his hand to cover his eyes.

When he came back to his senses and withdrew his arm in convulsions, the Rams demons had disappeared, and the young Knight was still leaning on the trunk safely, holding the wine sac in his hand, as if nothing had happened.

“You seem to have a nightmare.” Knight looked at him with a smile on his face. “Do you need some wine to suppress?”

“Nightmare?” Milt looked a little dazed looking at the wine bag handed over by the other party. Cautiously asked, “Excuse me, just now… Did you just sit still and didn’t move?”

He clearly saw the other person move in front of him, and pulled off his face.

“How?” Knight jokingly said, “Did you fly to the treetop in your nightmare?”

“no no!”

Milt quickly took the wine bag from the other side, and when he was about to raise his head to take a sip, he suddenly felt something in his left hand.

He spread his palms and saw Gold Coin with a skull and sheep in it.

“This is a present for you……”