Reg stopped in front of Kellyon and shouted coldly: "I'm here for revenge."
Kelly's face changed drastically, and his voice was already trembling: "What grudge do we have?"
Reg sneered a few times, but did not answer. The giant sword swung horizontally and hit Kellyon's head. Kellyon's eyes went black, and he fell off the bed with a bang like a sack and fainted on the ground.
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The naked Baroness watched Reg strike down with his sword, and Kelien fell down immediately. She thought Reg had killed Kelien, and she once again let out a horrified scream: "Ah, please, don't kill me."
, don’t kill me, as long as you don’t kill me, I will do anything..."
Reg snorted coldly, his eyes fell on the Baroness' naked body, and an uncontrollable impulse suddenly surged in his heart.
After all, Reg is a normal man, and he is the most energetic at his age. The past few months of training have been like hell, and all the desires in his body have accumulated. How can he not react when he sees this attractive scenery now?
The Baroness was naked and her skin was as white as snow. When she saw Reg's eyes falling on her, the eyes suddenly became a little hotter. She felt relieved and deliberately raised her breasts, and gently
She trembled twice and said in an extremely charming voice: "As long as you don't kill me, you can do whatever you want!"
She believed that she would not fail, and she was very experienced in dealing with men. Like her husband, Baron Duray, he looked pretty in the daytime, but when he got to bed, he was teased by her and became as obedient as a dog?
Then Kellyon just seduced her a little and became obsessed with her body, unable to extricate herself?
Men, satisfying them in bed and leaving them wanting more is more effective than anything else.
The Baroness looked at the lust in the masked man's eyes, and suddenly felt a little proud in her heart. She absolutely believed that with her body and skills, as long as the man had a taste of her, he would never be willing to kill her...
Reg lowered his giant sword and looked at the Baroness coldly, neither agreeing nor disapproving.
The Baroness watched Reg lower his giant sword, immediately suppressed the fear in her heart, and wrapped around Reg. The first thing that touched Reg was her pair of towering breasts.
The Baroness showed a bit of nervousness in her eyes. From this man's eyes, she did not see any attachment to her. Instead, she had a strange look, like pity...
"Please, don't kill me. I can be your woman. I can make you very comfortable. I can also give you money, lots and lots of money. If you are willing, I can give up everything and go with you..."
The Baroness's voice was charming, like a cat calling for spring. She straightened her slender waist as much as possible to make herself look more attractive. Originally, the Baroness was full of confidence, but looking at the masked man's...
With a look of indifference and determination, she suddenly felt unsure.
Reg suddenly laughed in a low voice: "Don't worry, Baroness, I will never kill you, not even that fat pig Kellyon on the ground, I won't kill him..."
The Baroness was surprised and happy in her heart. She was happy that this man said he would not kill her, but she was surprised that the man knew the identities of herself and Kellyon. It was obvious that the man was familiar with both of them, but how could anyone on the island easily kill her?
How about defeating the fire magician that Kelion hired at a high price?
Judging from the blood stains on the giant sword he carried, I'm afraid the fire magician is already dead.
The person who can kill the fire magician in a short time... is he an outsider from the Demon Moon Continent?
No matter where the other party is from, I am afraid that the other party will not let me go so easily. I am afraid that I will be threatened by him in the future. If he wants money, he will give him money. If he wants a woman, he will take off his clothes...
Reg looked at the flashing eyes of the Baroness and said lightly: "I think you have been wondering who I am. I can tell you that I was the one who ran into your affair last time and was chased by Sully.
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"It's a pity that I didn't die, Sally did."
The Baroness's face suddenly turned white. She finally understood what Reg meant by "revenge". What she hoped most now was that the person in front of her was busy running for his life and didn't hear her words.
"Sally is Kelien's guard, it has nothing to do with me..."
Seeing the Baroness immediately putting aside her relationship with Kellyon, the corners of Reg's mouth hidden under the black scarf couldn't help but curl up slightly.
"Really? I still remember Madam's voice... But that's not important anymore. I think you need to think about the reasons carefully and explain them to your baron husband."
The Baroness's face suddenly became more and more embarrassed, and she wanted to plead for mercy, but Reg had already swept her with his sword and knocked her unconscious.
Quickly exiting the house, Reg quickly disappeared into the woods. Soon, a burst of rapid horse hoofbeats broke the tranquility of the woods. The only noble on the island, Baron Du Lei, with a livid face and several guards quickly
Come running.
Looking at the middle-aged magician's body on the ground, Du Lei's expression changed again, and he quickly rushed to the cabin, kicked open the ajar door, and rushed in.
"Oh...damn it!"
Just when Du Lei's first angry roar came from the room, Reg, who was hiding behind the bushes in the distance, pulled off the black scarf on his head and turned away without looking back.
After Reg left, another black shadow jumped out from behind the dense leaves of a big tree not far away, but it was about Lambert who was just waiting for the results at home.
Lambert's figure immediately disappeared deep into the woods without disturbing anyone.
Reg just stepped into the yard and saw Lambert sitting in the middle of the yard. It was as if Lambert had been sitting in the yard waiting for him. Naturally, Reg didn't know that Lambert had been following him all the time. Everything he had done to Lambert
It's all in sight.
"Lambert, I'm back."
Lambert sat on the chair, a faint smile appeared on his face: "Very good, your revenge this time makes me very satisfied."
Reg was stunned for a moment, then suddenly woke up: "Lambert, are you following me?"
Lambert nodded and said calmly: "Yes, I just want to see how you take revenge. I just want to ask a question now, why didn't you kill Kellyon and the Baroness yourself, but instead found Baron Duley?
, give him a fake hand?"
Reg saw that there was no dissatisfaction on Lambert's face, so he smiled lightly: "If I kill Kellyon or the Baroness, I will definitely be traced by Baron Dulay or Kellyon's family, and I will get into trouble.
For Baron Du Lei, he has taken revenge in the same way, but there will be no further troubles... Because there is still someone like me who knows the inside story, and Baron Du Lei will not leave the two of them behind even if he is reluctant to part with them."
"Although Baron Dooley also understood that someone knew about his wife's affair with Kellyon, it was too late for him to cover it up. How could he continue to investigate? Maybe he is still grateful to me in his heart, otherwise,
I don’t know how long he will wear this cuckold..."
Lambert nodded with satisfaction: "Very good. He is brave and resourceful. He is not just a reckless man who only knows how to run rampant. Although as a fighter, you must not be afraid of life and death, but you must also have a brain. A reckless man who is not afraid of life and death is just a reckless man.
You'll die faster."
After a pause, Lambert's eyes showed a hint of treachery: "The Baroness seduces you like that, why are you indifferent? Don't you have the impulse? You can enjoy her first and then leave?"
Reg shook his head without hesitation: "She wants to kill me. She is my enemy. You can use any means to deal with the enemy. Looking at her body, I do have an impulse, but having an impulse does not mean that I must take action. If I continue to
If you can't resist this temptation, how can you cultivate to the highest and strongest level?"
"Okay!" Lambert patted the armrest of the chair and stood up: "Reg, I am very satisfied with what you did today."
"A fighter who is brave and resourceful, not deceived by beauty, and not afraid of life and death. With this Ice Art, your future will be immeasurable. I was indeed right!"
"By the way, did you feel any discomfort in your left hand when you caught the magician's fireball?"
Reg shook his head and said in amazement: "I don't feel any discomfort. My left hand seems to be completely immune to fire. If I hadn't discovered the abnormality in my left hand before, the battle would have been much more troublesome..."
The reason why Reg had the absolute confidence to kill a magician whose strength was three levels higher than his own was precisely because Reg had a left hand that was not afraid of fire, and it could also be said that it was not afraid of high temperatures.
One time when Reg was lighting a fire to cook, a large piece of burning wood fell on the back of Reg's hand. Although Reg swatted the wood away in time, it still hit the back of his hand.
The moment Reg was hit by the flames, it was not fear that came to his mind, but a thought that suddenly occurred to Reg himself.
My left hand is not afraid of flames.
There was no trace of burns on the back of the hand, not even a red mark.
With his mouth wide open, Reg couldn't believe what was happening in front of him. He stretched his left hand over the flame and slowly closed the distance. As the distance got closer, Reg's eyes opened wider and wider.
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The bright flame has touched the fingers, but there is no pain, no burning marks, and no blistering on the fingers!
Reg simply inserted his left hand completely into the stove, which shocked Reg!
My left hand is actually completely immune to fire!
An idea that comes to mind intuitively?
Just like when I smashed the sandstone for the first time and held the giant sword in my left hand for the first time, a very familiar feeling suddenly appeared in my mind, without any unfamiliarity, as if I was born left-handed. It is the same now.
He had just come into contact with the flames, and it seemed as if he already knew that his left hand was naturally not afraid of flames...