Above the hills, a slender blond boy was looking down.
His companions had all mobilized, cursing and putting on their armor as quickly as possible and running down, preparing to support Griffith, the leader of the Eagle Regiment.
Only this child named Rickett did not participate in the war. He was too young and was only assigned chores such as [cleaning armor and weapons], and there was no sword, shield or armor suitable for his small body. In normal combat, although
He never lags behind others, but only the crossbow is suitable for him to use.
Rickett's little head poked out from above the hill, his face half buried in the grass, and he looked at the two weirdos below in fear.
They were all black-haired. One was older than him but still a child, but he held a giant sword that was taller than a man. He defeated Gorkas and Casca with his sheer strength. It was really amazing. Look.
Looking at Gus, Rickett showed admiration. He was small in body, so he admired those warriors with strong martial arts skills. Gus's image perfectly matched his definition of a 'strong man' in his mind.
As for the other one…
Rickett looked at Heather again. At this time, Heather, who was dressed in black robes, was strolling among the swords and shadows of the members of the Eagle Group. Every time it seemed that the weapon was about to hit him, he would be in danger of being hit by him.
Move your body slightly in advance to avoid it, and when you are interested, you will use the long wooden staff in your hand to push the weapon back, and then you will hear a corresponding scream.
It's really amazing, just like the stories Rickett heard from travelers passing by in the village when he was a child. In the stories, there is always a wizard or witch with evil magic power. They wear black robes and hold wands, and they will do things to people.
The heroic knight casts a curse or uses strange magic. Of course, at the end of the plot, the wizard will be killed by the knight, and in the end the knight will win and take the beauty home.
This one-armed wizard... Rickett raised his eyebrows. It seems a little more powerful than those in those stories? But it's no problem, because the leader of the Eagle Group is the victorious 'White Eagle' Griffith
, there is no enemy he cannot defeat. Rather, Griffith is the most perfect story protagonist in Rickett's dream.
Clang!
The knight's sword swung by the perfect protagonist in Rickett's dream was easily blocked by Heather's wooden staff.
Griffith's strength is comparable to Guts' full swing of the sword and cannot even chip off the surface of Heather's wooden staff. Through the interlaced weapons and eagle-beak helmet, Griffith's eyes are looking directly at the sea.
Se, the latter's eyes were full of joking smiles.
"Tsk, tsk, is this all you can do? I'm starting to wonder if the invitation to you needs to be reconsidered... Well, this is not bad."
Heather swung the wooden staff lightly to swing away Griffith's knight's sword, then turned sideways twice, as if dancing an elegant waltz with the woman in the air.
A huge mace hammer hit the spot where Heather was before, and even made a pit in the ground, sending rocks and soil flying everywhere!
The giant man with squinted eyes pulled out the mace from the pit with one hand, silently stepped forward and continued to swing the mace towards Heather. The companions around him immediately made room for the giant man in a tacit understanding.
Heather smiled and swayed the wooden staff from left to right, avoiding all attacks with ease, and commented in a relaxed tone:
"This blow is not bad, this blow is crooked, oh, this blow is powerful, it almost hit me, so dangerous, so dangerous! I said, big man, you also have 'qualifications', what's your name? Oh,
He's the silent type who doesn't like to talk. It doesn't matter, I'm the same kind of person. We will definitely find a common topic if we work hard... Wow! So insidious!"
Before she could finish her words, Heather suddenly swung her wooden staff and shot down several flying knives that came from tricky angles. She continued to avoid the giant man's attacks while looking in the direction of the flying knives.
A figure flashed past, and after throwing the throwing knife, he immediately hid his figure with the crowd. Judging from the skill level of medieval weapon fighting, this was already an extremely excellent throwing and hiding skill.
"Not bad, not bad. I thought they were all a bunch of crooked melons and cracked jujubes, but I didn't expect that there are so many gems hidden in a small mercenary group. Stop playing hide and seek, your companions won't be able to hold on anymore?"
Heather laughed, swung her wooden staff again, and knocked away the incoming flying knives accurately. The flying knives rotated and inserted into the gaps in the armor of the members of the Eagle Group, causing large amounts of blood and screams.
There was a "tsk" sound in the crowd, and a dexterous figure turned over and jumped on the back of an ownerless war horse. This was a young man with pigtails. He was not very tall, but his exposed arms showed his streamlined strength.
Muscles, only the vital parts of his body were covered with hard leather armor, and a cowhide strap was tied diagonally on his chest, with a row of throwing knives on it. He still held three throwing knives in his hand, but he no longer fired them. Apparently, he saw that Heather
He would not be restrained by his flying knife at all, so he could only curl his lips:
"How dare you say that you are a silent type like Bibin, who doesn't like to talk?"
"Oh, this old man's name is Bibin. What about you?" Heather once again sidestepped the mace that Bibin threw at her, and looked at the braided young man.
"Jiedu, at your service." Jiedu squatted on the horse and pretended to bow to Heather.
Sweat dripped from the forehead of the giant man Bibin, but he still silently swung the mace in his hand, the muscles of his arms bulged, and he slammed it down. Heather jumped high to avoid this powerful and heavy blow.
With a fierce attack, he was blocked by three flying knives as soon as he jumped into the air. At the same time, there was a secret sound of breaking through the air from behind, which was the fatal stab delivered by Griffith.
The wooden stick danced, neatly deflecting all the flying knives and guiding them to Griffith behind him. At the same time, the end of the stick handle lightly touched the hammer head of Bibin's mace, and with the help of the force, Heather jumped again.
He avoided the thrust of Griffith's knight's sword behind him.
He made a beautiful arc in the air and landed right in front of Gus, who was trying to leave in the chaos. He shook his finger and said, "My recruitment process is not over yet. You can't escape in the chaos, little wolf cub."
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"...My name is Gus, remember my name when you go to hell!"
Gus exhaled, clenched the giant sword in his hand and rushed forward. He even briefly joined forces with the rest of the Eagle Group to launch an attack on Heather.
He finally understood that he would never be able to escape easily without defeating this black-robed weirdo first. Since they are all mercenaries, then these mercenaries who were also played by this guy must understand what I mean, right?
The moment Guts swung his giant sword, Griffith immediately jumped off his horse and attacked Heather from the side with his knight's sword. Although it was the first time for the two to cooperate, they had a tacit understanding. Guts' giant sword was powerful and heavy as the main attack.
hand, and Griffith's knight's sword swung at high speed and at a tricky angle was a decisive and fatal attack.
At the same time, Bibin continued to swing the mace to create opportunities for Guts and Griffith regardless of physical exertion. Casca also drew out her long sword to join the battle, and Jidu continued to shoot flying knives not far away.
"Hahaha, it's so interesting, so interesting, you people are really interesting!"
After fighting with everyone for a while, Heather suddenly burst into laughter, used a wooden staff to deflect the attacks of Gus and Griffith, and then escaped from the siege of the Eagles with a few leaps and jumped to the top of the hill.
He rotated the wooden stick in his hand easily and looked down at the people below: "I saw several excellent pieces of jade today. I am very happy, although it doesn't make me feel particularly... huh?"
Heather paused and looked down at her feet.
A slender boy with blond hair was lying in the grass, looking up at Heather stiffly.
The moment she saw the boy, Heather's eyes suddenly lit up.
This kid...is super suitable to become a telepathic person!