The Black Star Mercenary Group is a relatively well-known existence in Valan City. It is very similar to the Liuhua Mercenary Group. They both have two members, but their individual strength is extremely powerful.
Falcon was originally a member of the Black Warriors, but due to his wife's death early in life, he left behind his infant daughter. Just now, he had chosen to leave the Duchy's cavalry and turn around to complete mercenary missions to make a living.
Over the years, although Falcon was busy all day long, he was unable to save any savings. Moreover, his daughter broke her left arm when she was young, and the only way to survive was through amputation.
Friends advised him to cut off his life as long as he was still alive, and his life would gradually return to normal. However, in Falcon's heart, his daughter Della was everything to him, the most supreme of the gods, and the reason to live. Now that he is in his forties and his daughter Della is sixteen, Falcon has only one wish left, which is to save a sum of money before he dies and preferably find a good family for his daughter. p>
"You don't want any reward? And you're working as a thug for free? Are you kidding me? I don't think there is such a good thing in this world." Falcon turned to look at Rikka, but he didn't say anything bad directly.
Although the simple black robe is ordinary, it has been ironed very smoothly. There is no scar on her delicate and pretty face, which is as tender as the legendary orc custard.
As for the other tall woman, her strength is definitely not inferior to him, or even stronger. Therefore, Falcon has no intention of angering the other two, and just wants to take his daughter and leave the mercenary union as soon as possible.
"Let me introduce myself. I am the leader of the Rikka Mercenary Group. I am bored today and just planned to go out for a walk. Don't worry, I am not interested in poor people like you."
Although Rikka looks extremely cute, her words are merciless and can even be said to be humiliating.
Falcon sighed secretly, and then nodded and agreed to Rikka's "request". He can't die in vain now, at least before his daughter Della grows up, he must not die in a different place.
The afternoon sun was a bit dazzling, and the group of four had already left Valan City. The Rose Plain was always shrouded in a faint floral fragrance, but the word "rose" was just the imagination of the Florian people.
Rikka has become more and more excited since she left Valan City, because she prefers living in the wilderness to living in a small human garden.
Christine seemed indifferent. As a dark elf who has lived for more than four hundred years, she seemed not to be interested in these things.
As for Falcon and Della, they feel more and more frightened. They have seen with their own eyes that Rikka can kill wild beasts at will, and they are even more afraid of Christine's strange attacks of unknown means.
"Two adults, that's where the lions are huddled. Do you want to take a rest first and think about it in the long run?" Falcon asked with some uncertainty.
"Sister, why don't you let the big fat bug out? Will it feel suffocated?" Rikka ignored Falcon and shook Christine's arm with a smile.
"It's not necessary this time. After swallowing the shadow beast, its mental state has never been very good." Christine shook her head, with a rare trace of sadness on her eyebrows.
"Oh, okay then. Anyway, Rikka feels that she has gained some weight recently, so let's move around here." After Rikka said this, she rushed directly towards the lions without waiting for Falcon to stop her.
"Hehe, you are really stupid. Jump higher and react faster!"
"Don't lie down on the ground. Those who have no strength can die first!"
"Eh! Such low-quality fur. Some people actually want this kind of thing. The smell is too unpleasant and the color is too ugly!"
Half an hour later, Rikka kicked the lion to death, and then waved to the three of them with some enthusiasm. Christine shook her head. Although she did not object to killing, she would not kill the beast like Rikka.
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As for Falcon and Della, they still stood there blankly, their eyes filled with shock. They did not use any weapons or moves, and they were able to escape unscathed simply by relying on their body's instinctive reaction.
annihilate the entire pride.
But if they knew, for Rikka now, this kind of thing is just as easy as going to the market to buy food. Not to mention a dozen lions, no matter how many beasts there are, they are no match for it.
The male lion's skin was carefully peeled off by Falcon, and then immediately tied to the wooden frame and wiped clean with a large amount of rose salt.
While the four of them were waiting for the mercenary union to come, they ate the cakes Rikka took out from the dimensional space. Until this moment, Falcon didn't believe half of Rikka's so-called "walk".
"Your daughter's arm was probably caused by trauma and was later amputated, right?" Christine smiled and looked at Della, but the other party was looking at Christine with admiration.
Falcon was stunned for a moment when he heard this, but then his mental state quickly weakened. A past incident that he didn't want to mention again blurted out, and that was the biggest pain in Falcon's heart.
"Actually, you can take her to the Whispering Forest, or maybe the City of Halberds. Because compared to other races, dark elves and trolls can always give people surprises."
"Of course, the Hetura tribe of the orcs is also a good choice, but those shaman psychics are a bit xenophobic, and most of them don't like to deal with humans."
Christine reached out and pointed at Della, and saw a ray of light slowly emerging, and finally squirming on Della's broken arm.
Della's face became more and more rosy, and she felt that her severed arm was actually reacting. It was an illusion like a seed about to burst out of the ground.
"Sir...Sir, if you can cure my daughter's broken arm, then I, Falcon, will swear to be loyal to you for the rest of my life, no matter what you ask me to do!"
Gudong! Seeing this, Falcon fell to his knees directly. With tears in his eyes, he kept pleading, sometimes looking at Rikka, sometimes looking at Christine.
"Why should I come to rescue you? You are just a high-level warrior, and this kind of existence can only become a burden to me."
"This is the annoying thing about humans. You got the news about curing your daughter's broken arm because of me. You should be satisfied. But you want me to do it myself. There is no such beautiful thing in the world."
"Rikka, I'm a little tired. Should we go back? There are still people at home waiting for dinner." After Christine said that, she got up and left.
Rikka tilted her little head, and then said goodbye to the father and daughter. After experiencing all the previous encounters, Rikka will not show kindness to anyone easily now.
The anger attacks the heart, and the unwillingness turns into fighting spirit and comes out of the body. The humiliation and the soul are mixed together, and finally condense into the cold light at the edge of the long sword.
However, just when Falcon was about to explode, an extremely sweet smell instantly poured into his nose. With a sigh, he and his daughter Della fainted and fell to the ground.
"This is Sister Christine's pressure. It's so powerful, and most importantly, it smells really good!" Rikka jumped up and down as if nothing happened, and her left hand that transformed into a short blade instantly returned to normal.
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Christine reached out and touched Rikka's little head, then raised her feet and continued walking towards Valan City. She did not kill the father and daughter, just as she would not help them. They were just strangers, but they were just part of each other's lives.