A mountain man who was walking in a hurry suddenly stopped in front of old Noe's blanket, as if he had caught sight of something.m
"Guest, what do you want to buy?"
But there was no response to Old Noe's hoarse voice. The mountain man seemed to have his eyes suddenly drawn away by something, staring straight at it.
Noe squinted his somewhat short-sighted eyes, raised his stiff neck with difficulty, and looked at this strange man with his somewhat cloudy brown pupils.
He has red hair and red eyes, a standard mountain man. His face, which can be described as beautiful, is listless at the moment, and his eyes are hollow and deep.
His skin was tanned to a healthy wheat color, and some of his slightly longer hair was tied into a ponytail and swayed casually behind his back. In the corners of the eyes of this man with dull eyes, you can vaguely see the scars that are not very obvious, and the muscles on his body
It is quite obviously well-proportioned but does not look bulky. You can see that your body has been carefully tempered.
Seeing the heavy sword carried behind him again, the identity of this man was already revealed——
It can be seen from his empty eyes that this is a guardian who has completely failed, or an assassin who killed someone he shouldn't have killed. Judging from his body size, it seems that the former is more likely.
Under the utmost protection, his master is easily killed by the enemy but he is fine. It will indeed make these guardians feel that they have no hope of life. Every year, guardians die because of this reason. Noe can watch
When I saw it, the eyes of this young mountain man had completely lost their luster, as if the meaning of his life had been wiped out.
This is a look that is ready to die and ready to kill.
Young people are easily impulsive.
Noe couldn't help but shake his head.
To be honest, no matter how big the obstacle is, it will be almost healed in two days. Noe has lived for so long, and he has already seen through it. No one can survive if the blade is chopped on the neck, and if a sword is stabbed in the heart, it will stir things up.
I can't even live with such an injury.
But apart from this force majeure, there is no reason why he must die.
They were not killed by others. Nor were they forced to death by the world - the people who killed them were themselves. They bought their own swords, polished them by themselves, prayed to themselves, and stabbed them into their own chests and abdomens.
It was themselves who killed them from beginning to end, no one else was to blame.
The reason why he was wary of this kind of thing was because old Noe had encountered this kind of person more than once who suddenly stopped in front of his stall, then bought a knife, dagger or poison and committed suicide on the spot.
Although it looks like he is selling groceries, Noe is actually selling "red goods." The so-called red goods refer to those items with personal characteristics that can't be disposed of after someone was killed by a bloody finger.
There are also old items of clothing that Bloody Finger discarded at a reduced price after abandoning one of their disguised identities. Because the main source of goods is Bloody Finger, most of the items sold are things that have been touched by those guys with bloody fingers, so they are called them.
Red goods.
Red goods dealers like Noe usually work part-time as undertakers. If someone commits suicide in front of Noe, Noe must dispose of his body and bury him in exchange for taking away his belongings.
However, Noe had long been fed up with it.
Seeing these young people killing and dying for various inexplicable reasons, as if they were going crazy. Old Noe felt sad just watching them.
"I can sell you anything you want, including poison, daggers...oh, you don't seem to need it. But don't die in front of my stall, and don't cause trouble here, young man," Noai
Speaking in an awkward Fararro accent, he said, "That's all I ask, don't dirty my stall, you know. Every time I want to wash it out..."
"How much does this cost?"
However, the young mountain man squatted down and stretched out his hand towards an inconspicuous iron mask.
His strong five fingers clasped the mask. Xuxu made some gestures in front of his face, and after finding that the sizes seemed to be about the same, he nodded with satisfaction.
He didn't bargain or wait for Noe to announce the price. He just took out three silver coins and threw them on the ground: "Is the price enough?"
Noe raised his brows and smiled noncommittally: "Absolutely."
"Then let's take this price."
The mountain man dug into his pocket, then threw the last two silver coins and seven or eight copper coins on the ground. Then he picked up the mask and left without stopping at all.
In fact, Akajika already has the will to die.
He had not actually told Roland about his plan just now - he had never planned to take off the bandages of the injured to see if there were any blood stains inside.
In order to prevent any fish from slipping through the net, Akakawa planned to kill all the people with bandages from the beginning.
Exactly - all of it.
Bloodstains must not spread. Aka Kajika realized the dangers of this plague when she saw its introduction.
That is a real catastrophe that can threaten the world.
Just in case, Akakawa must kill all the people with bandages on their bodies, all the injured and even the people who have come into contact with them. No one is left. Only in this way can we ensure that Farah will not die because of
The red Kaji flower was wiped out due to the reason... Only his parents and younger brother could survive such a terrible plague.
In order not to be discovered immediately, or at least to retain a possibility of escape, Akashika needed a mask. As for buying a mysterious-looking iron mask, it was just a coincidence.
Just as he was passing by, his eyes were suddenly attracted to the mask. Thinking that it would be useless for him to carry money with him when he was about to die, he used all the money left after buying the cloak to buy one that didn't look like anything.
Iron mask used.
Richero didn't have a druid, so Akagihua didn't need to use the enchanted mask to deceive the druid. He only had to deceive the Marquis of Saya.
But at this moment, Akashika's steps suddenly stopped.
He just realized a very cruel thing: the people who were rescued by him and Roland were now also wrapped in bandages.
It was they who dug these people out from the rubble and then handed them over to the doctors to help treat their injuries.
If we follow the idea just now...
Akashika couldn't help but trembled for a moment: "In other words..."
"...Those poor people who were finally rescued and passed by the edge of death, those who have already thanked me, do I want to kill them again?"
No one answered him. But the answer was obviously very clear.
Like a suffocated fish, Akashika opened her mouth weakly, but said nothing.
At a speed visible to the naked eye, his back became rickety. His expression became haggard, and the last bit of his vitality gradually dissipated.
With an expressionless expression, he slowly took out a standard Karal sword from behind, silently put the iron mask on his face, put the cloak on his body, and blocked the long red hair behind him.
"ah……"
He murmured something in a hoarse voice that others could not understand. He flicked the sword in his hand, and his movements changed from jerky to skillful.
At this moment, without any warning, a golden beam of light suddenly fell outside the city.
Just when everyone turned their attention, they didn't see a man wearing an iron mask and a black cloak rush out from the corner and kill a girl with a broken arm who still had a smile on her face.
The throat was cut directly.
When they noticed this, the girl's body had stopped twitching, and the blood gurgling like a fountain in the cut throat gradually stopped.
The people around were dumbfounded. They didn't even react. They could only watch helplessly as the black-robed butcher took a few steps forward silently with the sword in his hand, and chopped an old man's head into pieces with a clean sword.
head.
Finally, panic, rage and chaos broke out on the edge of the disaster area. (To be continued.)