Foreigner's Journey

Black eyes, that's a woman... who is it?

After being dazed for an unknown amount of time, Gus finally woke up and found himself lying quietly in a tent wrapped in bandages.

He clutched his wound and tried his best to get out of the tent, and found that it was a temporary camp. Compared with those regular bureaus or large mercenary groups, the scale was not large, but most of them were young people, full of vitality.

In the distance, the beautiful girl with dark skin was arguing with the leader named Griffith. It seemed that Griffith was trying to appease her but failed. The girl shook off Griffith's arm with tears in her eyes. With the hand on her shoulder, as soon as she turned around, she saw Gus who had just walked out of the camp, and immediately strode towards Gus in a furious stride.

Boom!A heavy punch hit Gus's wound hard, and Gus was so painful that he couldn't speak and could only squat down and cover the wound.

"Why didn't you get pierced through the head by that black-robed man!" Casca ran away angrily after leaving this sentence.

What, who is this? Gus took a while to get up.

At this time, Jie Du, a young man with braids who was sitting on the side maintaining the flying knife, said:

"Please don't blame her. Although Kaska is a daughter, she is harder and stronger than most of the men in the Eagles. But under the order of Griffith, in order to prevent your body from dying due to excessive blood loss Cold and stiff, she slept with you for two days and two nights to preserve your body temperature."

As he said that, Jie Du casually threw the flying knife into the distance, hitting a crow on a tree branch in the distance:

"It's a bit ridiculous to say that keeping a man warm is a woman's duty."

That woman, it's her... Gus looked at Kaska's gradually disappearing figure, feeling a little lost.Because of the shadow of his childhood, he extremely repelled others from touching his body, but surprisingly, he did not dislike the woman named Kasca.

"Gus."

Hearing the call to himself, Gus came back to his senses and found that Griffith was already standing in front of him. The latter smiled and said:

"Shall we talk?"

The two came to the hill outside the camp.

"Are you going to pay?" Gus still carried the giant sword on his back, looked at Griffith and curled his lips: "Let's say it first, it's not my fault that I didn't keep that weird man in black robe, you can't use this as an excuse Withholding my money."

"Money, I will pay you. But before that, can we have a good chat?"

Griffith turned and looked at Gus:

"Three days ago, I noticed you during the castle attack and defense battle. I was very impressed by how you bravely killed the gray knight Bakison. Frankly speaking, I like you very much."

"Uh...my orientation is normal." Gus stammered.

Griffith scratched his cheek: "Me too. The 'favorite' I mean is my opinion of you as a fighter. Stay, Gus, join me, and become my right-hand man. I need you!"

Gus was stunned for a moment, and exhaled slowly: "There must be a limit to what you can say."

Clang!He suddenly pulled out the giant sword behind his back and pointed it at Griffith from afar.

"They're all mercenaries, so don't make it so complicated."

Gus has serious eyes and tense muscles all over his body:

"Use this sword to end it. If I win, you are not allowed to pester me anymore."

"...What if I win?"

"Then it's up to you, whether you join your mercenaries or kill me, it's up to you."

"I understand."

Clang!Griffith also drew out the knight sword at his waist, and put on a stance:

"I don't dislike the so-called robbery of treasures. Casca, don't interfere. I will definitely get what I want."

Casca, who secretly followed and hid behind a big tree and was about to draw her sword to help, froze.

Griffith looked at Gus, raised the knight sword in his hand and put on a fencing posture: "One last question, do you need to change the date of the duel? With your body recovering from a serious illness, it will be more disadvantageous, right?"

"Without further ado!"

With a roar, Gus swung his huge sword and attacked Griffith.

The two continued to brandish their weapons, and a fierce battle broke out.

The members of the Eagle Group in the distance also noticed this side and rushed over one after another.

Gorkas aimed at Gus with a crossbow: "That bastard not only doesn't appreciate it, he even attacked Griffith, kill him!" His teammates also picked up their crossbows one after another.

But Kaska stopped them: "No one is allowed to pass, this is Griffith's order."

"Casca! Are you crazy! That guy is attacking Griffith!"

"The leader of the Eagle Group is not you, Gorkas." Kaska also drew out her long sword and pressed it against Gorkas' neck: "Griffith's order is absolute, stand down!"

In the distance, Gus gradually fell into a disadvantage. On the one hand, he had not fully recovered his physical strength after recovering from serious injuries, and on the other hand, because Griffith was much faster than him. Keep up with Griffith's speed.

Swish Swish Swish!Gus's body continued to burst into blood, and Griffith's fast sword left many wounds on his body that were not deep or shallow.

"Bastard!" Gus slashed the ground with a heavy slash, the tip of the sword penetrated deeply into the ground and then lifted violently, the flying sand rushed towards Griffith's face, forcing the opponent to close his eyes and back slightly .

Got it!Gus raised his epee again and slammed it down, but Griffith jumped up at the same time.

Bang!

The giant sword smashed through the air and hit the ground heavily.

Griffith, on the other hand, stood lightly on the edge of the giant sword, pressed the giant sword with his own weight, and at the same time pressed the tip of the knight sword in his hand against Gus' throat.

"I will do whatever it takes to win, and I am more and more fond of you. But if you continue, you will no longer be able to swing your sword."

The tip of the sword was aimed at Gus' throat: "How, stop now?"

"What a talking guy, let me teach you, this is how [mouth] is used in battle!"

Like a struggling and howling wolf cub, Gus bit the tip of the knight's sword tightly with his teeth, allowing the blade to scratch the inside of the mouth and spew out blood.Griffith couldn't pull the knight sword out of Gus's teeth for a while, and then he felt unstable.It turned out that the muscles of Gus' arms suddenly bulged, and he pushed the giant sword upwards with all his strength, and fell backwards with Griffith.

All the weapons in the hands of the two fell off, and they rolled down the hill.

The fist, the oldest weapon of mankind, became their fighting tool.

Both of them had bruises and bloodstains on their faces, and even the always elegant Griffith tangled with Gus regardless of his manners.

But in the end, it was Griffith who came out on top, knuckle-twisting Gus' right arm and holding him in place.

"Choose! Surrender, or let me dislocate your shoulder!" Griffith asked out of breath.

The only response to him was Gus' sneer: "Bah!"

Click!Gus' shoulders were removed.

Seeing that the battle was finally over, members of the Eagle Group cheered and ran over to surround Griffith.Gorkas walked up to Gus proudly and kicked his dislocated right arm: "Keep going crazy, kid! You deserve it..."

His demonstration was stopped by Griffith.

Griffith squatted down and cupped Gus's face with both hands.Looking at each other, they said seriously:

"From now on, you belong to me."

After finishing speaking, he stood up and announced loudly to the other Eagle Group members:

"I declare that Gus is a member of the Eagles from now on!"

In the distance, when no one could notice, Heather in a black robe squatted on a tree branch, watching the duel with amusement.

Wolves and eagles, black and white destined to be entangled, cause and effect have begun to flow.

[This is what you want to see with your own eyes? 】Cheng Qishi's voice came from the bottom of my heart.

A bonfire ignited in the darkness in the deepest part of the heart, Heather's figure appeared beside the bonfire, and the person sitting opposite was Qishi.

"I came here to see if I could interfere with the future fate of Griffith and Gus. But [cause and effect] is not something that can be easily shaken. The thread of fate has already been woven into shape, and cutting it off will only lead to unpredictable consequences .”

"We are not afraid of the power of the so-called [God's Hand]." King Arthur's figure also appeared by the bonfire: "As long as you give an order."

"Of course, I fully believe in you and my own strength. Even the power of causality is not invulnerable. But if you just kill one or two God Hands carelessly and run away, don't you think it's a waste?"

Rong Qishi threw a piece of firewood into the bonfire: "You mean the mission is related?"

"The world awareness of this world has angered the organizers. It is rare to send so many high-level tasks. You all know the difficulty of obtaining flames. I don't want to miss another S-level task."

Heather showed a malicious smile:

"The five God Hands and those high-ranking apostles, don't even try to run away. I will wipe them all out!"

King Arthur nodded: "So we have to wait until the eclipse four years later...can't it be brought forward?"

"There will be a solar eclipse every 216 years, which means the birth of a new King of Fortune, that is, [God's Hand]. This is a fixed flow and cycle of cause and effect, not to mention the difficulty of advancing rashly. It will make those four God Hands hide and dare not show their faces. Therefore, the moment of eclipse four years later is indispensable."

"Then what are you doing here? Wouldn't interfering with the flow of Griffith's fate make all your previous efforts go to waste?"

"In my opinion, [Psychic Ability] is a powerful weapon for the weak to fight against the strong. I wanted to try to teach Gus the Psychic Ability. But Gus, as the most important sacrifice when the hand of God descended, was indeed taken Cause and effect are entangled."

"So you picked Rickett."

"That's right. If the moment of eclipse is the moon shadow reflected on the lake, then Rickett is the fish that jumps out of the water and shakes the moon shadow. Even the hand of God cannot see through all the forks in the long river of karma, and Rickett Possessing the 'possibility', he is the singularity of fate that even the hand of God has not seen through."

Heather stirred the bonfire with absolute royal power, making the fire even hotter:

"The Aztec gold coin I gave him is special, and it will definitely give those gods a big surprise at the most critical moment."

Rong Qishi tilted her head: "Then what should we do in these four years?"

"The Knights of the Round Table continue to be active on the mercenary battlefield under the name [Sword of Fire], and have established a reputation not inferior to the Eagles according to the original plan. As for Qishi, you come with me."

Heather stood up and stretched:

"Let's go to the narrow place between the world and the underworld."

###Chapter 17 Court Wizard###

The Outlander's Journey The Outlander and the Full-time Hunter Chapter 17 The court wizard abandoned the desolate ruins for hundreds of years. The old site stood stubbornly in the wind. In this land where no one has set foot, there is a half-destroyed ruins.

There is a wide stone square in the center of the ruins. The dome that was supposed to be completely closed at the top collapsed a little because it was too dilapidated. At this time, the sun shines from above, reflecting on the moss-covered ground.

Basu and Amir, the killers of Bakiraka's clan, were half kneeling on the ground, not daring to raise their heads.

In front of them, the end of the wooden stick hit the stone floor one after another, and every crisp sound would shock the two of them.

"So, those three little brothers haven't come back yet, which means that your Bakiraka clan didn't choose us outsiders."

The one-armed Heather, holding a long wooden stick in one hand, paced slowly around Basu and Amir, her tone was like a bard singing a sad poem:

"It's so sad, Your Royal Highness, we have been underestimated."

Behind him, Rong Qishi was wearing a white dress and sitting on a high stone platform that had been cleaned spotlessly. The sun just fell on her shoulders. Perhaps this is the beautiful scene of an angel descending into the world, right?Her sitting posture is extremely elegant, and her tone is gentle:

"It's okay, we are in such a predicament now, we shouldn't force others to make a choice. Heather, don't vent your anger on Basu and Amir, they are innocent."