Foreigner's Journey

Such a strong force!Kasca even felt her hand holding the sword gradually go numb. The opponent's strength was definitely not a joke. What kind of monster is it!

The surrounding mercenaries were also very surprised. In the Eagle Regiment, Casca's swordsmanship was second only to the existence of the leader Griffith. This is also the key reason why she was able to hold down the other companions as a 15-year-old girl. .But now, there is actually someone who can completely suppress Casca in battle?

Boom!Swinging down the huge sword again, Casca lost her balance due to the huge force and fell backwards.

I'm going to die!Watching Gus raise the giant sword mercilessly, Kasca realized in her heart that her own death was approaching.

Clang!From far to near, a spear was inserted deep into the ground between Gus and Casca.

Only then did Gus notice that a knight in white armor and an eagle-beaked helmet was riding a horse, looking at him from a distance.

A strong guy, Gus became alert and clenched the giant sword in his hand.

"Can you put the sword away?" Griffith asked.

Ges remained silent, but raised his giant sword in a stance.

"...Can't you?" Griffith also pulled out the knight sword from his waist.

The moment Griffith drew his sword, Gus rushed forward like a hungry wolf, raised his huge sword and slammed heavily at Griffith.

Chong——! !

For the first time, someone easily received Gus's great sword heavy slash!With only a light knight sword, Griffith firmly held the giant sword that Gus swung down.

The blades rubbed against each other, making toothache creaking sounds and sparks.

Suddenly, the two retreated back at the same time, and then looked in the same direction.

Not only Gus, but even Griffith, who had always been indifferent and arrogant, showed cautious eyes for the first time.

Many mercenaries of the Eagle Group were puzzled, and followed their gazes, only to find a young man in black squatting on the top of the moss-covered ruins at some point, looking at them with a smile. watching them.

The black robe covers the whole body, the hood covers most of the face and only the chin is exposed, squatting on the top of the building in a leisurely manner.

"Oh, why don't you continue to fight? Did I disturb your good mood?"

Heather held a long wooden traveling staff in her arms, her left arm rested on her knees, and she rested her chin on one hand:

"Or do I need to pay the viewing fee? Please don't ask too much, my princess is very stingy."

"Who are you?"

Griffith waved his hand to stop some of his subordinates who were about to move, and looked at Heather from a distance while riding on the horse, and asked loudly.

Heather chuckled: "No one is worth mentioning."

"Your skills don't look like someone unknown." Griffith stared at Heather with sharp eyes: "What's the matter?"

"That's right. After all, it's the job assigned to me by the princess. I can't just run back and report back without doing anything. I'll be scolded."

Heather tilted her head:

"On behalf of the mercenary group I belong to, I would like to extend an invitation to the two of you. I wonder if you are interested?"

Needless to say, everyone already understood who the [two people] the man in black was referring to—Griffith and the black-haired kid.

Griffith was not worried: "Shouldn't you declare your family name before recruiting?"

"That's right, I was rude. Then let me introduce myself again, Heather, the Chief Staff Officer of the Fire Sword Mercenary Group."

Heather stood up from the top of the ruins, took off her hood to reveal her unparalleled handsome face, and bowed slightly:

"Please advise."

###Chapter 13 Good Teacher###

, the journey of a foreigner

Fire sword?

Griffith narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly. As the leader of the rising star [Eagle Group] in the mercenary world, he naturally collected all kinds of rumors in the mercenary world.

You must know that mercenaries are people who like to drink and make trouble in their spare time or gather to brag. The rumors born from the bar and the wine table are mostly the sleepwalking of drunks.Among these dream stories, the legend of the Fire Sword Mercenary Corps is the less crazy one.

Twelve knights fought against the Yoda Empire army with their backs against the fortress. Killing the enemy without anyone being injured would crush the enemy army.For such crazy rumors, Griffith would rather believe the so-called immortal legendary mercenary [Zod the Immortal] and other far-fetched legends and anecdotes.

The evidence is that the so-called Sword of Fire has no records after the battle of the fortress, and no one has seen this group of knights again, as if the world has evaporated.

Sure enough, it was a fictitious mercenary fabricated by some madman or drunk while half asleep and half awake, right?

Griffith had always thought so, until just now.

Seeing this black-robed young man who appeared in front of his eyes and claimed to be the chief staff officer of Fire Sword, Griffith felt palpitations for no reason.That is the "inspiration" that can only appear when facing thousands of troops and horses, and it is impossible for him to be a match.

This person in front of me is very dangerous!

Putting his eyes on Heather's face again, even Griffith, who was usually known for his calmness, couldn't help but feel a little dazed.Different from his feminine and feminine appearance, the opponent's appearance is extremely 'handsome', in terms of appearance alone, no matter what angle you look at, you can't find even the slightest flaw.

Looking at the subordinates next to him, they stared blankly at the black-robed youth one by one, and Casca couldn't help but blushed slightly, obviously the other's face had a very strong lethality on women.

Wait, if you use this person's face, is it possible to win over the princesses or queens of those big countries to pave the way for your own ambitions?Thinking of this, weeds kept growing wildly in Griffith's heart.

I want to get this person and let him become my wing!From childhood to adulthood, as long as you want what you want, you must get it, even if it is an unattainable dream like 'the sons of the poor build a country', the people in front of you are no exception!

"A staff officer of the Sword of Fire?"

Griffith put the sword back into the scabbard around his waist, and with a light grip, he galloped his horse and walked slowly towards Heather:

"First of all, I would like to thank you for your invitation, but as you can see, I am the leader of the Eagle Group, so it is naturally impossible to leave these loyal companions and join your Fire Sword."

"Oh, the recruiting failed. What should I do? I'll be scolded when I go back." Having said that, Heather didn't sound anxious at all, and with a lazy smile on his face, he showed that he didn't care about the failed recruiting at all.

Then he looked at Gus: "Hey, kid over there, are you interested? The Sword of Fire made an exception and admitted you to join?"

The expression on his face when he recruited Gus was a bit more serious, and it seemed that the previous act of recruiting Griffith was just an addition.

Gus froze for a moment, then took a step back, raised his sword and stood ready.Obviously, he was very wary of this black-robed youth and had no intention of joining him at all.

Griffith felt a little uncomfortable. Both Gus and Heather were the new members of the Eagles he had decided in his heart, but both of them ignored him.This offended Griffith, who has never experienced failure since he was a child who lived in the limelight.

Clang!He pulled out the knight sword abruptly, and charged towards Heather on his horse.He was going to directly wound Heather and take her prisoner, and he would do the same to Gus, and then he would take care of it slowly.

But the white war horse under him, who had been with him for many years, neighed in horror. He just rushed forward a few steps habitually, stopped his figure, and refused to move half a step forward.

Angrily, Griffith pinched the horse's belly several times but found it ineffective. He had to look up to Heather, only to find that the young man in black had disappeared.

"When you see something good, you want to snatch it away. In my opinion, you are no different from those urchins."

Heather's voice was heard in the distance, and everyone turned around and found that Heather had appeared not far from Gus at some point, walking in the grass with a long wooden stick swaggeringly, with a lazy tone:

"Eagle Group? For you, it's just a tool to realize your ambition. From this point of view, your Eagle Group is fundamentally different from our Fire Sword."

"You bastard! Playing tricks!" The mercenaries of the Eagle Group around them were enraged when they saw their respected leader being humiliated. They all raised their weapons and slashed at Heather.

But Heather simply swung the wooden stick around, and all the incoming weapons he encountered turned back intact, and pierced into his master's body with the same force and angle.

Blood spattered, screams one after another.

No one could stop Heather even for a second. They could only watch helplessly as the strange man in black walked up to Gus and looked him up and down.

Gus felt his scalp go numb, and immediately swung his giant sword at Heather.He didn't act rashly, not out of kindness, but because he didn't dare.Gus just felt like a frog facing a giant boa constrictor.

"Hmm... Take a closer look, it really has great potential, a genius no less than Jack."

Heather stroked her chin, as if seeing good material.He can also be regarded as leaving behind the legend of "mentor of mind ability" in many worlds. He has taught no fewer disciples than Iznabi or Nitero. It is natural to see who has the talent to cultivate mind ability.

The Gus in front of him is an extremely outstanding psychic. As long as he is properly guided and practiced, the other party will definitely be able to cultivate an incomparably gorgeous psychic ability.

Similarly, Griffith is also a one-in-a-million genius.In Heather's view, the opponent is either a transformation system or a trait system.Well, it is more likely to be a trait system.

Looking at other people around, although mediocrity accounts for the vast majority, there are also sporadic talents among them.

Although the slightly dark-skinned girl Casca is not as good as Gus and Griffith, she also has the talent to cultivate the ability of mind, and the possibility of releasing the system is relatively high.

In addition, there is a man with small braids who is holding several throwing knives and aiming at his vital points such as the back of his neck, a typical embodiment.

A huge man with an unusually burly figure and squinting eyes has already picked up a very huge mace, um, the reinforcement system.

Alas, seeing so many good seedlings, Heather felt that she was about to make a mistake of being a good teacher again, so she really wanted to catch a few and go back and train them hard to see what kind of fruits they could bear.

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###Chapter 14 Unexpected Harvest###

The Outlander's Journey The Outlander and the Hunter x Hunter Chapter 14 Unexpected Harvest Above the hills, a slender boy with blond hair was looking down.

His companions have all been dispatched, swearing, putting on their armor and running down as fast as they can, ready to support Griffith, the leader of the Eagles.

Only this kid named Rickett did not participate in the battle. He was too young to be assigned chores such as [cleaning armor and weapons], and he did not have a sword, shield and armor suitable for his thin body.Although he never lagged behind others in normal battles, only the crossbow was suitable for him.

A small head poked out from the top of the hill, Rickett's face was half buried in the grass, and he looked at the two strange men below with trepidation.

They were all black-haired, and one was a little older than himself but still a child, but held a huge sword taller than a person in his hand, and overwhelmed Gorkas and Casca with his hard power, it was really amazing.Looking at Gus, Rickett showed admiration. He has a thin body, so he admires those fighters with high martial arts skills. Gus's image perfectly fits his definition of "strong".

As for the other...

Rickett looked at Heather again. At this time, Heather, who was wearing a black robe, was strolling in the courtyard surrounded by the swords and swords of the members of the Eagles. Every time it seemed that a weapon was about to hit him, he would be caught almost Move your body a little ahead of time to avoid it, and when you are interested, you will use the long wooden stick in your hand to turn the weapon back, and then you will hear a corresponding scream.

It's really amazing, just like the stories that Rickett heard from passing travelers in the village when he was a child. In the stories, there will always be a wizard or witch with evil magic power. They wear black robes and hold magic wands. Heroic knights cast spells or use weird magic.Of course, at the end of the plot, the wizard will be killed by the knight, and in the end the knight will win a big victory and embrace the beauty.

This one-armed wizard... Rickett frowned, seemed to be a little bit more powerful than those in those stories?But no problem, because the head of the Eagle Group is the invincible 'White Eagle' Griffith, there is no enemy he cannot defeat.Rather, Griffith is the perfect protagonist in Rickett's dream.

Clang!

The knight sword swung by the perfect protagonist in Rickett's dream was easily blocked by Heather's staff.

Griffith's strength, which can match Guts's full swing of the sword, can't even chip off even a little bit of sawdust on the surface of Heather's wooden staff. Through the interlaced weapons and eagle beak helmet, Griffith's eyes are looking directly at the sea. Ser, the latter's eyes are full of joking smiles.

"Tsk tsk, is this the only thing you can do? I'm starting to wonder if I need to reconsider my invitation to you... Well, it's not bad this time."

Heather deftly swung the staff away from Griffith's knight sword, and turned sideways twice, as if dancing an elegant close-to-face waltz with a woman in the air.

A huge mace bombarded Heather's previous location, even blasting a pit in the ground, sending stones and dirt flying everywhere!

The squinting giant pulled out the mace from the pit with one hand, stepped forward silently and continued to wave the mace at Heather, and the surrounding companions immediately made room for the giant in tacit understanding.

Heather smiled and swayed the wooden stick left and right, dodging all attacks lightly, and commented in a relaxed tone: