Chapter five hundred and eighty seventh: misty forest
I checked my talent points and found that there were more than 200, but how could a level 30 warrior have so few?
There is another reason, that is, he is not dead yet.
"He died. I didn't expect it to be so easy. I will take his head. Your Majesty will be very happy."
Xue La was about to step forward happily, but was stopped by Qin Feng, "He's not dead yet. Let's wait a little longer until his blood dries up."
Seeing that the leader in black was motionless and had his eyes closed, Sheila was even more confused: "How is it possible? He has been hit by seven sharp arrows, how could he not die? Even if he is not dead, he should have no fighting ability.
Why do you need to be so careful?"
"There's no harm in waiting."
Qin Feng still insisted on stopping the other party from advancing, "There are still those remaining dead men in black, wait until we kill them all."
"Okay, you have the final say." Sheila gave up the idea of picking up the head, but still fought for some benefits for herself, "But you have to give me his head. I can get a lot of credit."
"No problem, after all you saved me." Qin Feng gave the other party the credit without hesitation.
As he said, Xuela had saved him before. In fact, Qin Feng was not harsh on those who helped him.
The dead soldiers in black, who had never formed a large scale, were gradually killed. In just half an hour, the sharp arrows took away all their lives.
The leader in black was grabbed by two generals. He originally wanted to pretend to be dead and attack in a sneak attack, but he lost too much blood and lost his strength.
His lips moved and he tried his best to make a sound, "Sir Salamanda... will definitely avenge us."
"Then wait for him to come. My sword has been waiting for a long time." Qin Feng smiled and took a step back. He quickly pulled out the scimitar in his hand, and the silver light flashed across his neck.
Gain talent points: 50 points.
So few...
Qin Feng turned to Xue La and said, "He is yours."
Then the guards will sweep the battlefield and harvest all the loot.
Early the next morning, Qin Feng returned to Songdan City with all his war supplies.
The king's study is still in its original place. This time there is not only Qin Feng sitting here on the desk, but also the young businessman Badel, the assassin Sheila, a handsome knight in red armor, and the last one is King Diab.
Luo.
Bang……
King Diablo smashed a vermilion square box on the desk, and the sound of laughter came, "The reaper of Salamander is finally dead, and now Salamander will definitely cry to death."
Diablo pulled up a chair and sat down. "These black-clad warriors killed many of my people, especially the reapers. This time I can finally have a good night's sleep."
"By the way, has their camp been burned down?" Diablo turned around and asked.
"Your Majesty has been burned." Sheila immediately replied.
"Well, that's good."
King Diablo glanced at the four people present with a smile in his eyes, "This time I have cut off Salamanda's great help, and everyone will be rewarded.
Sheila, the position of Nightblade Commander is yours.
Berger, I will give you a royal pass. You can do any business in the Bajo Kingdom. As long as it can make money, I will allow it.
Medios, you recruit all knights and adventurer students from the Royal Academy to form the Thirteenth Legion, and the position of legion commander is yours."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." The handsome knight in red armor stood up, clenched his fist with his right hand and hit his breastplate with a loud bang.
"As for you." King Diablo stared into Qin Feng's eyes and placed a scroll in front of Qin Feng, "This is your baronage, and there are two options."
Qin Feng took the scroll back into his arms. Being a nobleman brings the privileges of a nobleman. In the current situation, it is quite useful for him.
"Your Majesty, please speak."
Diablo said: "One option is that you take your reward and leave now, and you will be safe in the future.
The other option is a lot more dangerous, but I'll also pay you more.
Which one do you choose?"
"Of course, the more rewards, the better. I also need a territory." Qin Feng replied matter-of-factly.
"I really saw you right, greedy boy."
Qin Feng's answer made Diablo very happy, "I have another task here. If you can complete it, I will let you choose a place as your territory."
"You can say whatever you want, Your Majesty." Qin Feng kept a slight smile, "For reward, I guarantee that your mission will be completed 100%."
"But this task is not easy."
Diablo took out an envelope and handed it to Qin Feng, "I want you to go to the Misty Forest and give this letter to a man named Falut, if you can see him."
This caused Sheila to exclaim, "Farut? He is not..."
"Yes, although the rebels of my father's era were suppressed, their strength was recognized by me." Diablo leaned on the back of his chair and recalled the past.
After being silent for a long time, Diab said to Qin Feng: "I don't care what you do, your task is to give this letter to him."
Qin Feng stood up, took the envelope, and stuffed it into his arms, "No problem, even if he dies, I will bring his body back."
"He will not die easily." The young businessman Beijer interjected at the side, "This man's life is very tough. Back then, an army of 10,000 surrounded and suppressed 800 of his men, but the other party not only left calmly, but also killed the army commander.
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"Yes, yes, you just need to find him and give him the letter." Red-armored Medios glanced sideways at Qin Feng, with a touch of disdain in his eyes.
"Okay, don't say anything anymore."
Diablo glanced at Medios indifferently, and the latter quickly shut his mouth. If he continued to speak, he might leave a bad impression on the king.
"Everyone go about your own business."
Diablo dismissed the small gathering, and Qin Feng and others left one after another through the back door of the study.
When he came to the neat avenue outside and looked at the busy figures around him, Qin Feng raised his head and stretched his waist.
"Qin Feng." The young businessman Berger came behind him at some point.
"What's wrong, Badger?" Qin Feng turned around.
Berger said with a smile: "I'll give you a piece of advice. If you can't find Farut, then stop looking. Choose another country and leave. In this case, you might still be able to survive."
When Qin Feng was stunned, Badger turned around and left, "Also, I didn't tell you these words, do you understand?"
"Stay alive?"
It seems to be a difficult task. Either there is something wrong with the Lost Forest, or there is something wrong with Farut himself.
The person who can kill the legion commander from an army of 10,000 must be at least a fourth-level master-level expert.
In such a world with weak magic power, it can be said to be very rare.
Yes, it was rare. Qin Feng found that the weapons and equipment here were a notch lower than those on Cage Star at that time.
There are not many expert-level experts, let alone master-level experts.