Chapter 369: Choice (Part 1)

The sea is surging, the night is deep

Romon carefully rowed the cliff under a not-high cliff and threw the anchor down.

There was no need for a springboard, just a jump, and Romon fell on a stone.

"Oh, God, it's finally here." The two men jumped up pale.

Working in the sea in the middle of the night for a day, I will never forget the memories in my life.

"Sony, Saccommod, when you arrive at the manor, you are the steward and the guards of the manor. Do you understand?" Romon stepped forward. Although it was night, he could still see the stones and jungle on the cliffs.

The terrain began to rise step by step, and the path was rugged and uneven. The two followed behind and responded: "Yes, sir, don't worry, this is our specialty. We must make sure that no one dares to disobey the wife's manor."

Although Lingling is now a second-level druid, she is weak-hearted. When Romon came to check it out last time, she found that the servants below were disobedient, which made Romonda angry.

"Just understand." Romon said, the mountain wind and the sea breeze were combined together, and it was extremely cool and refreshing.

Romon walked along the way and led the way ahead. As long as Romon walked, the road he took was safe.

When I turned a path, suddenly a trace of blood came from the wind.

Romon suddenly stopped and said, "No, there is something ahead."

Sakum, who was a mercenary soldier, stepped forward carefully, smelled it, and changed color: "Yes, there is a battle, and it is still going on. What should I do if my sir?"

"Before dawn, we must rush to the town. There are many outsiders in the town, so we are not conspicuous. You can take a carriage to the manor." Romon snorted and said, "It's getting late now, so you can't take a detour, go forward."

"Yes, sir!"

At this time, he had already come down from the cliff and came to a large open flat ground, full of jungle, and the smell of blood became stronger and stronger, making the three of them more cautious.

In the distance, the sound of fierce fighting was heard.

"Hey, there is the smell of druid spells in the air." Romon took a few steps and was shocked. The wave was so familiar.

He thought for a while and said, "You two are ready first and follow me!"

"Yes, sir!" Both of them knew that the lord was a powerful druid, so of course they did not dare to disobey.

Romon rushed forward. He had night vision and saw many corpses piled up everywhere.

In terms of clothing, there are corpses of local villagers and mercenaries. There are several corpses of dead druids that still have druids.

When I caught up, I saw a burning village, and dozens of mercenaries were committing violence against the last group of villagers in the village.

Perhaps because the combat-capable druids and soldiers died, the mercenaries drove out the woman and tore off their clothes and committed violence.

Romon's eyes suddenly contracted, and murderous intent flashed, but he did not act immediately.

The aura of this mercenary gave him a familiar smell.

It seems to have a breath of life and death openly, only the army can do this.

Perhaps it was an official secret operation, and Romon was not willing to cause trouble. Just as he was about to return along the original path, suddenly, among a group of mercenaries, a man turned around, and there was a fire around him, so that Romon could clearly see that the person's eyes were flashing with strange light.

"Heaven, there is another heresy here!" the man screamed.

With this sound, the mercenaries around him almost didn't even think about it and turned around and pulled the trigger.

"Puff!" Seven or eight crossbow arrows shot violently.

Romon was shocked and rolled violently. With a "puff" sound, a crossbow arrow had already cut a deep bloody hole on his shoulder.

The aura of death that came to his face at that moment made Romon's hair stand upside down.

Sony behind him screamed. When Romon looked out of his eyes, a crossbow had penetrated his shoulder.

Saccommo's reaction was faster, and he rolled and his sword had been pulled out.

In an instant, Romon reached out his hand without hesitation. The power of the fire domain made the fireball technique condense in his hands with instant skills of words.

"Fireball, is it a mage?" The other party immediately recognized the spell: "Wait..."

"Boom!" The fireball exploded in the middle of the group, and immediately flesh and blood flew everywhere, even leather armor could not resist it.

Fireball technology generally has a core temperature of 1000 degrees, but with a level 2 fire domain, it rises to around 1300 degrees, and the explosion airflow has also increased by a few%.

The army is the most dangerous existence. The key is to have the legal power to kill and kill. They basically do not consider wrong killing - if they kill the wrong one, they will kill the wrong one.

Therefore, when fighting against the army, the only way is to immediately pour out all the killing and firepower.

The explosion of flames immediately attracted attention. The so-called mercenaries who were committing violence from the village turned around and saw this and drew their swords and rushed forward.

Sakoma roared, pounced on it, and killed the soldier who was twitching and dying.

Blood splatters.

Even Saccommo was so decisive, and Romon didn't care.

A red light suddenly flashed in the open space in front.

"Level 4 natural summoning technique - fierce bear!"

"Peng" five fierce bears suddenly came.

"Kill!" Romon issued the order without hesitation.

As soon as these fierce bears who received the order appeared, they entered a violent state. Their bodies swelled up, their eyes turned red, and they rushed towards the mercenaries around them.

Blood and limbs immediately mixed together, dancing in the sky among the bear claws.

"Intermediate Thorn Technique. Iron Shave!" Romon took out a seed and used this spell.

Iron shavings grow wildly from the ground under the stimulation of natural forces, entangled towards the enemy.

The razor on the iron shaving razor pierced into the leather armor frantically, and suddenly, it turned into a terrifying hell. They pierced into flesh and blood, turning the mercenary's body into a blur.

The first time I used the iron shaving seed to emit this spell, the effect was unimaginable.

The Thorn Technique itself pierced seven or eight mercenaries, and it intercepted the influx of enemies and gathered a group of them on the Thorns. Romon pointed again without hesitation: "Fireball!"

"Boom!" More than a dozen mercenaries immediately turned into fire groups.

Only three minutes passed, and more than forty people fell to the ground, with few enemies left. This is the power of the intermediate druid.

Romon drew his sword, stepped forward, and killed the rest.

It has been a superior for a while, and the otakus on Earth has gradually faded away.

Instinctively, Romon knew that he would not do anything, and he would not stop.

"...I am Lord Nuyaman, a fifth-level mage, you heretics." The man who just shouted about heretics was not dead. He struggled, and a curse came out of his vague tone.

If it weren't for the use of all the magic to fight against the village just now and the attack of Romon's thunder, this guy wouldn't have been knocked to the ground so easily.

"Sony, Saccommod, have you heard anything?" Romon asked.

Sakumer was stunned for a moment and immediately reacted: "Sir, we heard nothing."

As he said that, he pulled Lasoni.

Sony immediately understood. He gritted his teeth, drew out the sword, and the two of them stepped forward together.

"You untouchables..." The man opened his eyes wide, struggled, and spit out a curse.

"Puff!" Two sounds, two long swords pierced into his body and slashed them violently.

"We don't need to know anything about everyone here, leave quickly!" Romon shouted, these two swords just now were just a letter of fame.

"Sir, you are so wise." Sakumer smiled with a split mouth.

The scene before this was obvious that there was a dispute within the island, and I happened to hit it. At this time, any defense was meaningless. It was even more stupid to pursue what was going on. Only by killing all of them was the best way to retreat immediately.

At this time, in the village, there were endless sounds of puffing and finishing, and the people who heard it were so scary.

"Sir, there are not many people in the village anymore. Do you want to kill them?" After the final attack was finished, Saccommo said in a low voice.

It is no trivial to be killed anywhere, and it is obvious that this group of so-called mercenaries have obvious signs of regular troops.

If you get into this trouble, there will be endless troubles. Since you have killed all these people, the villagers you witnessed will be a disaster, so it is better to kill them all.

Speaking of this, Romon hesitated.

Killing hostile people, Romon has learned to be unkind, but killing innocent villagers?

Romon still hesitated.

At this moment, a rustling sound came from the forest and a man walked over.

Romon was startled and held the sword, but when he saw clearly the person standing in front of him, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

A young woman with blood gushing from her shoulders and holding a child in her hand, she asked, "Stranger, did you save us?"

Her eyes were filled with the light of expectation, and her body was trembling slightly.

Romon didn't know how to answer this question and was hesitant.

"Stranger, are you also a druid?" The woman asked again, the desperate expectation in her eyes made people's hearts moved. She was a smart woman.

In the fire, the baby she was holding was looking over, and that innocent eyes were looking over.

When the couple came together, Romon shook his head and sighed, "Yes, I am also a druid. I don't want to ask what happened. Take the rest of you quickly and we're going to retreat."

"Sir!" Sakum shouted unwillingly. It was a big disaster to keep these people.

Romon shook his hand with a wry smile, indicating that the topic ends here.

"I am McAya. There are not many people left in the village, but if you protect us, we will give you generous rewards, especially you are also a druid." The woman named McAya saluted half-kneel and said.

At this moment, tears were splashing in her eyes.

Behind her, five or six women and a dozen children, looked at Romon in panic.

Romon sighed in his heart, the world is so big, there are always countless miserable things.

If you meet, what can you do?
Chapter completed!