Wizard From Afar

The setting sun is sinking, and the golden sun is no longer as hot as the day. The whole wild dog village was silent and empty like a ruin. Only the wind in the distance could be heard. The black crow stopped on the treetop of the village, creaking strangely.

Old Knight leaned on a stone and sat next to him, with the blood-stained long sword hu hu in his hand panting, watching Loren on the side busy cleaning up the traces left by the fight. .

The dark red blood and the three messy corpses made the surrounding air seem to be filled with the breath of just fighting. Loren, who was lying on the ground, took a lot of effort to break off the hatchet in the hands of the robber and cautiously wipe off the blood stains on it. The blood will corrode the iron. For the wandering Knight and his attendants who have no money, this is a Very critical common sense.

There were only three robbers who came, indicating that the other party was only here to frighten the villagers and did not intend to use force at all, and the remaining robbers must be hiding not far away-if these people did not return, Those who are left are not going to disperse birds and beasts, so they will definitely come back for revenge.

Clear the valuables, some gasping for breath Loren stood up and took a look at the still empty village around-the battle was over long ago, but now the villagers have even one No one dared to come out... Loren couldn't help but smile, shook the head somewhat mockingly.

These villagers are not hiding from robbers, but from themselves. Worried that if it comes out, it will be implicated by Old Knight and Loren. This ostrich-like naive idea is really stupid as a certain realm.

Will the robbers let them go because they were "not involved" after they came?

"Bang——!"

As Loren kicked the door open, the whole church was full of screams and the sound of lose one's head out of fear, panic The villagers were crowded into a group desperately trying to hide, pushing and shouting one after another.

The villagers didn't stop shouting until they realized that the person who came was the attendant of the Old Knight during the day. The village chief, who was pushed out by the crowd, still had that flattering look: "Those robbers, they, they are all..."

"They are all in hell." Loren's voice is calm. He opened the mouth and said, but still made the village chief shudder, making him speechless.

"But after the three people came, I guess there must be more than three bandits in this group, right?" Loren continued, "If this group of people have not returned until the evening, the remaining bandits will definitely Sense, so you have to wipe them out overnight to avoid disaster."

"Lian, night?"

"Yes, otherwise you will have to prepare for their revenge, these People don’t have a bottom line when they do things. It’s okay to smash the church and burn the fields.” Loren looked at the villagers: “So my Master Knight and I need a guide, plus some helpers to go with me. , We can’t deal with several robbers at the same time.”

The village chief turned around a little embarrassed, and the villagers hiding behind him looked at each other in blank dismay, making Loren’s mouth slightly A slap-he hit from the very beginning and thought it would become like this, shook the head, turned around and left.

"Please, please wait..."

Just as Loren was about to leave, someone in the church raised his right hand and walked out tremblingly.

……………………The sky is getting darker, and among the grassy mountain trails, the villager holding a hatchet cautiously walked a few steps forward, and was relieved after seeing that there was no silhouette. Relaxed.

"Those robbers live here, Lord Knight." Martin cautiously who was walking in the front looked back towards the Old Knight behind him, still with that fearful and frightened appearance: "More Go up and you'll bump into them!"

"That's just right." Old Knight urged angrily: "Hurry up, it's going to get dark in a while!" Then he fiercely Using sword sheathe pressed his back.

Martin swallowed saliva and said, who almost fell a dog gnawing on the mud, shrank his neck and continued to walk forward, as if he hadn't noticed the suspicious look from start to finish after he came.

Loren remembers clearly that it was this guy named Martin who reminded himself not to be nosy. In the end, he was the only one to follow-if he really doesn't want to cause trouble, wouldn't it be better to stay away?

While Loren was still thinking, there seemed to be a little movement in his ears, and he could vaguely feel that there were more than those trees around him: "Wait, there seems to be something buried in front of... "

Soon, when Loren was interrupted by the sudden blast of air, the stared wide-eyed attendant looked towards a trembling arrow on the trunk. Just now, if the opponent was aiming at himself, I'm afraid it's long gone.

"Sneak attacker in secret, come out!" Immediately, Old Knight yelled at the surroundings and slapped Martin who was frightened next to him with a slap.

"Go back to me if you don't want to die, old bastard." A lazily voice came, and then Loren could clearly see a person squatting on a tree not far away: "There is nothing about you here. "

"Pay attention to your words, untouchables, you are talking to a Knight!" The angry Old Knight's beard trembled: "I am Sir Leonardo Torino, stand up and fight with me!"

"Oh, I don't know that you are actually a master Knight." The robber squatting on the tree continued to tease, "Can you ask this master Knight to be magnanimous, and give us these poor villages? Is there a way for people to survive?"

"I..." The breathless Old Knight just wanted to take a few more curses, but was interrupted by Martin, who was frightened and stupid on the side. The guy who was still collapsing on the ground suddenly jumped up and threw the axe in his hand to the ground in a panic, jumping around like a monkey.

"No, I didn’t do it, it was these two guys. They killed the three people. I have nothing to do with them!" Martin raised his hands like crazy, fighting with his throat. Fate yelled: "Don't kill me, don't kill me, I'm innocent!"

"Shut up, idiot!" Old Knight wanted to slap him to death, but Martin seemed to have already slapped him. As if he couldn't hear it, he was still yelling loudly. from start to finish Standing behind Loren accidentally glanced at the robber on the tree, only to find that the other party had already pressed the arrow on the bowstring.

"Get down!"

But it was still too late-Martin, who was still yelling just now, shot an arrow in his chest, screamed and fell to the ground, and then There is no movement.

Loren looked at the fallen Martin in a little stunned, somewhat unbelievable-could it be that his suspicions were all wrong, this guy is just an ordinary villager?

"That was just a warning, old bastard." The robber on the tree snorted coldly: "Don't put on the air of Lord Knight. If you dare to say a little more, just let you Pay our dead brothers!"

When his voice fell, Loren noticed movement in the surrounding trees, and one after another robbers with bows and arrows and lance walked out—— As they approached here, they were actually surrounded.

Old Knight is still calm and composed, dismissing the surrounding robbers who dare not step forward: "If you have the ability, don't hide behind the tree, stand up and fight with me, or you will go away. !"

The bandits around seemed to be a little scared. They stepped back a few steps, making the guy on the tree very shameless: "It's an old fogey and a little kid, what terrifying is there? Go up to me and take revenge for the dead brothers!"

Leonardo · Torino lightly snorted, right hand touched the Knight long sword hung on his left waist, but he was emptied-his own The saber is gone!

"Are you looking for this, Lord Knight?" Martin, who had just "smashed the arrow down", raised the long sword with a grinning smile, and looked at his staring eyes with surprise: "Come on , Let me return it to you!"

The sharp blade full of cracks pierced into Old Knight's chest. Loren, who was also stared wide-eyed, watched incredulously at the point of the sword piercing through the back of Old Knight, and half of his face was reddened by the spray of blood.

"Bang--!" There was a sudden heavy blow behind his head, and Loren, who had not yet reacted, felt the darkness in front of him, and then lost his intuition.

"I reminded you so kindly, why didn't you want to listen?" The robber leader Martin nonchalantly broke off the fake arrow on his body and kicked Loren who was lying on the ground.

"Take this kid-since the old bastard is dead, let him and the little wizard give us the dead ghost!"