Early in the morning, there was a commotion outside the hotel, so noisy that people had to wake up. Rubbing his sleepy eyes, Lin opened the window and saw that the streets were full of soldiers, blocking the door of the hotel.
"Listen to the magicians inside. Yesterday, two of you women offended the greatest family in this land, the only child of Baron Rab. But the baron was magnanimous and decided to spare the innocent ones instead of punishing them.
All of you, the condition is that you hand over the two women and let the baron judge them according to the laws of this land. If you don't agree and insist on protecting the daring criminals, none of you will be able to escape, and the baron's army will
All of you are sent to hell. Even if you are lucky enough not to die in the battle, burning at the stake will be your only fate. Repeat it again, hand over..."
Before he finished speaking, the voice suddenly stopped. All the soldiers looked up and saw a magician wearing pajamas who suddenly appeared on the rain cover on the first floor. He had a long sword in his right hand and a head in his left hand. The broken neck was dripping.
Blood. The expression on the head was as usual, completely unaware of his own death. He came here with the army, was familiar with aristocratic etiquette, and was the baron's most trusted liaison officer.
How could his head be in the magician's hand? The curious soldier turned around and saw that on the horse the liaison officer was riding, there was only a headless body hunched over. Blood was dripping from the broken neck.
came out, spraying the faces of the surrounding soldiers.
Some of the troops who came here were not afraid when they saw this. Instead, they were very excited about the death of the liaison officer. If that person didn't die, why would it be someone else's turn to take over?
So he tried to arouse everyone's emotions to control the command of the army. He shouted: "This magician used evil magic to take away the life of the baron's messenger. For the majesty of the baron, he only has one
…”
The voice stopped again, and the magician changed to a sitting position, sitting on the rain cover, with one leg dangling outside the eaves. The difference was that there was an extra head beside him, which was the ambition that inspired the soldiers to charge.
The arrogant bastard. His impassioned expression was lifelike and completely incompatible with his current situation.
Just when everyone was panicking, a third person spoke. Of course, he first scolded the magician on the eaves, and then took advantage of the righteousness. He said as if he would not take revenge on the magician, but he was sorry for the baron.
Sorry for the deceased. So they must avenge...
The sound stopped again, and everything was as usual. The only difference was that there was another human head next to a certain magician.
Now even the most obtuse person could see some clues. Some people even saw how the magician killed people. As long as someone spoke, the person would suddenly appear behind the person who spoke, and then be chopped down with a sword.
He lowered his head easily and without any hindrance. Then before anyone could react, he disappeared again and returned to his position above the rain cover, as if he had never left.
For a moment, no one dared to speak and looked at each other. The man sitting on the rain cover yawned loudly, feeling a little bored. Instead, it was the long sword in his hand that spoke: "Why don't you think the people down there didn't?"
Who dares to speak? They were looking for trouble in an aggressive way, but why are they all silent now?"
"It's very simple." Lifting Hakakiri in front of him, Lin said: "It's easy for people to be superstitious about the power brought by large numbers of people and ignore the difference in strength. The best thing is that those with noble status are
People will stay in a safe place and irresponsibly encourage others to die. Because they believe that they will be safe before all the people in front of them die. And when the people in front of them are almost dead,
He still has time and opportunity to escape. But if this layer of knowledge is taken away and they understand that no place is safe, and even instigating others will be the first to die, what will happen then? If there is no more, they can sacrifice at will.
When faced with a human barrier, can these noble people who only dare to speak out and dare not risk their lives really be as brave and fearless as they say? There is a saying in my hometown that the general shoots the horse first, and the thief is captured first.
.If the commander who only knows how to command blindly is killed, how many of the remaining people will be willing to choose to be an enemy of someone who is neither willing to harm his family nor the land. The only thing that will be damaged is
There is only the face of a noble. And is that kind of thing valuable to a soldier? Maybe they get salary from the nobles, and they will receive pensions even if they die, but the main premise of all this is that the noble family can still
Live. If they are destined to die, then being loyal will just mean giving up their lives in vain. In the end, one of their relatives will lose one family member and will not get any compensation. In this case, how many people are willing to sacrifice their lives to deal with someone they can't win?
What about people? After all, it is a mistake to appear in a place where a magician can see it with the naked eye."
After several questions, even though it was a conversation between Lin and Haggiri, it also damaged the morale of this group of soldiers. All the leaders were dead, and it seemed that the object of their loyalty was destined to be gone, so their lives were in vain.
What is the purpose of .
Of course, there were many loyal soldiers among the soldiers. Seeing that the morale of his companions had been so damaged, he wanted to retreat. Anxious, he stepped forward and shouted: "Don't believe what this magician said. If he is really not afraid of our numerical superiority
, he won’t talk so much nonsense. Come on, everyone, kill him and do your best for the Baron..."
Before he could finish his words, he bowed his head.
This time, the magician on the rain cover changed his standing position, and he was also holding a head, which was the man who spoke. The murderous magician, on the other hand, raised Hakiri in front of him with slight dissatisfaction, and said
: "The knife is too fast, which doesn't seem to be a good thing."
"How do you say that?" When did one's strengths turn into weaknesses, Haggiri asked curiously.
"You see, if the sword is not stained with blood, it is as if it has not chopped anyone. If I were holding the head in one hand today and the bloody sword in the other hand, wouldn't it look more convincing? It still means that I didn't kill enough.
There is a lot of blood, so there is not enough blood on it. Maybe it would be a good choice to collect a bucket of blood and let it drip while you are doing it."
Amidst someone's strange voice, the first soldier who could not withstand the fright threw away his weapon, turned around and fled. No one stopped the soldiers from fleeing because they were in charge and had the right to execute deserters.
, heads have long been piled at the magician's feet.
However, before someone could appreciate the scene of the enemy fleeing, he was criticized by the weapon in his hand. Shakiri said angrily: "You idiot, what a stupid idea! Just to scare people, you want to bleed me. You know
I don’t know if the blood stains or something is super annoying, but if you don’t deal with it, it will make the whole thing super uncomfortable.”
"You are a sword, how can you have so many weird hairs!"
"Ah, why don't you pour that bucket of blood on your head? I'm sure it will be scarier. You fat guy, don't think I can't recognize you if you change into a vest!"
"Hehe, I was discovered. I thought I was pretending well." 'Lin' showed a narrow smile.
"Why did you run out?" Shakiri asked.
'Lin' replied: "It is normal for a second personality to appear when you are half asleep, mentally depressed, or having sex after drinking. Otherwise, why would there be so many people who always talk about themselves after waking up? I don’t remember anything. Without us doing this, there would be no chance for them to make such excuses."
"Your foul mouth will kill your idiot in a vest sooner or later."
"Hey, how could you think that he doesn't have me in his heart? The relationship between me and him is on a higher level than 'you are in the mud and I am in the mud'. If his character If there is really no me, then I should not exist, do you understand? Ah, no, of course you don’t understand. Isn’t it too difficult for a person who is hard-headed all day long to understand things that require brain use? After all, blood is Concentrate on the lower body.”
"...I have no lower body."
"No, you don't even have an upper body. Hey, hey, hey hey hey..." Someone who was smiling strangely was thrown a hardcover book from the window by the half-asleep lich, smashing one Staggering, the whole person fell from the rain cover to the ground on the first floor.
With this fall, someone was not only knocked unconscious, but also woken up. He rubbed his eyes again and looked around in confusion. He had fallen out of bed... Well, he grabbed the loess next to him, and someone vaguely understood. Dong Zhong also understood that it seemed that he not only fell out of bed, but also fell out of the window and onto the first floor.
But so sleepy...
There was another flash, and Lin returned to the bed in the original room and fell asleep. Then a certain sword shouted alone: "Hey~, I have been forgotten. Who will pick me back up."
In the early morning conflicts, the corpses left behind will naturally be collected by the town's body collectors. Of course, there will also be police officers responsible for maintaining law and order, in order to maintain the stability of the town, arrest and punish such vicious and serious elements.
But if the strength gap is too large, the whole town will appear quite calm. This is the situation in Colombo Port now. Everyone just wants to send away the plague god as soon as possible instead of angering the other party.
As for the unlucky guy who died, to be honest, Baron Rab was not as great as his subordinates boasted. The baron was just one of the people with noble blood in Colombo Port. Therefore, no residents would feel the death of his subordinates. Sad and angry, and even a little happy. The baron's useless fat son is not very popular in the port, although it is not outrageous, but he is still quite unpopular.
Moreover, the common people in the Lost World are not ignorant and obedient people. Maybe they don't dare to directly trouble the nobles, but the guards go too far. Sometimes people disappear in dark alleys, and it doesn't happen. Things happened in the past. So they made trouble with the magician and were killed. This can only be regarded as a different daily life, and the residents will not be surprised.
However, in an alley, the person who secretly watched all this could not be called 'satisfied' with the result. He pulled down the hood of the big cloak and hid his face more tightly. Then The hand with dark skin quickly retracted it under the cloak.
Although the sunshine in the early morning in late winter is not that strong, it is still difficult for underground residents to adapt to. At least the curse from the sun is a real burning sensation on the skin. Everything on the ground is disgusting.