"What if I say I don't want to?" Ming Die pretended that he only knew their intention now, his face darkened, and at the same time there seemed to be a flash of panic in his eyes.
"Haha! We are the boss in this territory. How can you, an elf, disobey us when you come to our territory?"
The bandit leader saw Ming Die's panic in his eyes and couldn't help laughing. He firmly believed that he had really found a treasure this time. The price of female elf slaves on the black market has always been high, and they were very popular among noble men.
Welcome to the high-end goods. The elf in front of you has a good appearance and temperament. You can see that he is a well-educated upper-class elf, and he is even more popular.
"Your younger brothers and sisters don't seem to want to talk to us, uncle."
The bandits saw that the young man in the dark had pulled the girl onto the horse. Naturally, they did not intend to just let go of the children who were following the elves.
Several burly men wanted to stop them, but Ming Die stood in front of them and blocked their sight. She said: "My younger brothers and sisters are afraid of strangers, so I let them go first."
These bandits looked at each other, and then they unanimously put their knives on Mingdie's neck to restrain her. They had not been blinded by their lust. How could an elf who dared to travel alone in the world really be so helpless?
So although these bandits were salivating at the beauty in front of them, they still remained vigilant.
"Miss Elf, we have to pay a price for letting your brothers and sisters go. Are you sure you can afford it?"
The bandit leader is not too worried about this problem. In his opinion, this elf is already in their possession. He can bring eighteen brothers this time, and he is also a former mercenary who has received the red stone badge.
How could this elf escape from them unless it had wings?
"If you are willing to let my brothers and sisters go, then I will do whatever you want me to do."
A sad smile appeared at the corner of Mingdie's mouth, and tears seemed to flash in her dark eyes. She stretched her hand tremblingly towards the chest of the man closest to her, the man who was holding the knife on Mingdie's neck.
The thief shrank subconsciously, but seeing that the elf didn't have a weapon in his hand, he didn't move away.
"I'm a night elf, and my skills in 'that area' will satisfy you men."
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"Verus! Why did we leave Miss Fred behind? Go back quickly!"
Nia suppressed the anger in her heart. This was the first time she felt that the young man was timid and fearful, and she could not forgive him for leaving his new companions behind like this.
"well……"
The young man let out a long sigh, and continued to whip the horse's back with the reins to make the black horse speed up, without any intention of stopping.
"Don't you know what will happen to Miss Fred?"
"Well, based on what I know about her, I think she will be very happy."
"You, you are actually such a person?!"
"Ahem! Nia, don't get me wrong. Fred is very strong. You have to believe in her. She will be fine, and she will come to us soon."
"real?"
"Really! You have to believe me."
This girl has obviously been brainwashed, and the boy can't help but feel ashamed. If he explains Mingdie's true identity now, Nia probably won't listen.
Now he could only pray that the bandits could hold on for a little longer, preferably until they got rid of the terrifying killer.
But the young man didn't have high expectations for this, because he knew that what followed would only be... a one-sided massacre feast.
Mingdie has been observing these bandits from the beginning. The bandits' aura strength, preferred hands and weapons, and possible skills and other information are all taken into her mind and then deduced and calculated. She seemed to have accidentally done that just now.
The purpose of turning around was to reconfirm the position of each bandit.
Blind self-confidence will often cost you a heavy price. No matter how weak your opponent is, you can't be careless, right?
It can be seen from Mingdie's extremely vigilant attitude towards the vague instructions in the "Black Letter" mission: this night elf always acts cautiously and rarely leaves any omissions.
She has always been very confident in her own strength. This confidence is based on a full understanding of her own strength. She knows exactly what she can achieve.
The superb skills taught to her by her mentor have long been gone from Mingdie's memory, because these things have been memorized by her limbs. However, the mentor's last casual words of "act according to your ability and be careful in everything" are what accompany Mingdie.
Step by step, she became one of the top killers, and the only words she remembered in her bones were:
But after all, she is a killer who licks blood from the edge of the knife. No matter how careful she is, there will always be things she doesn't expect. Therefore, as a murderer, the killer must be prepared to be killed. Mingdie has already prepared it in her heart.
Prepared to be killed.
So...are these men in front of me prepared to be killed?