Extraordinary Noble Chapter 107

"Let's go. I don't know what's going on with Brown's collar. It's better to rush over as soon as possible." After resting for a while, Colin turned his head and said to the Cavaliers.

"Okay." Knight Krok nodded in a deep voice.

Colin walked to his warhorse and planned to get on his horse. A haze suddenly appeared on the knight's face, and then he quietly approached Colin from behind, with a dark dagger with a little blue light in his right palm.

"Whoosh!" The knight knight stabbed Colin in the back, but Colin didn't respond at all. Seeing this, joy rose in his heart.

"Sure enough, he's just a hairy boy. Even if he is boasted by the people of Will City, he is far inferior to me in terms of experience and strength."

At this moment, Colin seemed to have eyes on his back, moved his feet, and avoided the fatal blow when the dagger was about to stab him.

Immediately, his waist twisted, and the fingers of his right hand were flexed, sticking out forward, grasping the right wrist of the Crook knight like an iron claw, almost crushing the opponent's wrist.

"Your Excellency is right, it's a troubled world right now." Colin said blankly, then he raised his head to look at the knights of Crook, and said, "Why did you kill me? What is the situation in Brown's collar? "

"What a powerful strength, this kid's strength attribute is probably close to 100." The severe pain from his wrist made Knight Crook's face turn a pig's liver color, and his heart was also horrified, but he was not afraid.

"Ow." He suddenly let out a loud wolf howl, his mouth became sharp, his body grew sharply, and his thick silver hair went crazy. At the moment of transformation, Crook bent his neck, opened his **** mouth and bit Colin's head.

"It seems that there is no need to ask." Colin was really surprised. The commoner knight under the Brown family turned out to be a werewolf?

"Touch." Colin grabbed hard, pinched Crook's right wrist, and then kicked the opponent's lower body with a kick.

"Ow!" Even the bravest person will suffer from a hit on that part. Crook let out a shrill wolf howl, as if to accuse Colin of not speaking of martial arts.

Colin didn't get used to him, and his right claw grabbed towards Crocker's neck. The howling of the wolf stopped abruptly, and then Colin squeezed Crook's throat with hard fingers.

For the werewolf's powerful vitality, a crushed throat is not a fatal injury. Crook still struggled, until Colin completely twisted his neck and died.

"I've killed too many werewolves like you." Colin lowered his head and sighed as he looked down at Crook's open eyes, and then bent down to pick up Crook's dagger.

"Ordinary weapon. It's just smeared with quite powerful poison." After Colin played with the dagger, he stopped.

Immediately, he came to Clark's left waist and took off the opponent's magic sword.

"Ding Dong. Find the energy source and collect 10 energy points."

The crisp sound of the system immediately sounded in his ears, and Colin immediately absorbed the energy and transformed it into a power attribute. In this way, the power item becomes 83+5.

When I went out, I easily added 10 points of strength, and it felt good. But Colin soon got into trouble.

"The corpse of a werewolf is a good material for making potions of strength and vitality. Mr. Raul is currently researching, using the body of a werewolf and the corpse of a mutant beast to make potions. It's a pity to put it here."

"But if the werewolf is brought back, what about Brown Collar?"

"Krouk claimed to be a terrifying werewolf who attacked Brown Collar. The accuracy of this information will be greatly reduced. Although I am not afraid of a first-level werewolf, what if I encounter a second-level werewolf?"

After thinking for a long time, Colin decided to take a risk. Leaving aside the traditions of Van Gogh's aristocracy, Colin remembers how Leon Brown died.

Now there are two horses. Colin first tied the werewolf's body to the back of a horse with ropes. This excellent black Dongglans warhorse smelled the werewolf's body and was very disturbed.

Colin calmed down a little, patted his hips for the last time, and said, "Let's go, let's go home."

"Pfft!" The dark horse sneezed, as if he understood Colin's words, and walked away in the direction of Will City.

"I don't know if I can go back. I hope that I won't be slaughtered by any beast on the way." After watching the dark horse disappear, Colin came to his horse and took out a piece of parchment from a kraft bag.

Just in case, he brought a map.

After Colin checked the map, he rolled up the parchment, turned on the Donggrand warhorse, and continued toward the north.

What kind of werewolf attacked Brown Land?

Members of the Brown family, are you still alive?

After about five hours, Colin left the area under the jurisdiction of Will City.

At this moment, it was already bright. After Colin got off his horse and gave the horse water and fodder, he took out the map and took a look at the surrounding environment.

There is still an endless plain all around, surrounded by wheat fields, and the wheat is growing very well. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

"Sashan Village. Brown Collar's border village." Colin rolled up the sheepskin map, stuffed it back into the cowhide bag, took off the cowhide water bag, and took a few sips of clean water.

After the horse had finished eating and rested, Colin got on his horse again and continued to head north along the broad road.

Soon after, Colin saw hordes of farmers coming to the fields to work, armed with crude weapons. The militiamen in leather armor looked around on guard.

This is normal. Although it is daytime, farmers who go out to work on farming may still be attacked by wild animals. With the protection of militia, there is more security.

Colin stopped the horse, and deep doubts appeared in his eyes.

"Isn't Brown Collar attacked? But why is this border village so peaceful?"

Some militiamen also found Colin and talked with his companions. A very burly militiaman with a scar on his face and a spear came up. He first bowed to Colin, who was on the horse, and said respectfully and humbly, "Sir, do you need any help?"

Although there is no sign, it cannot reveal the identity of Colin. But the militiaman recognized at a glance that Colin was an aristocratic boy, and it was difficult to cultivate such a noble temperament.

And how domineering Van Gogh's nobles are, there is no need to say more. Even if Colin killed him, it wouldn't be a big deal. The reason why the militiamen came up to salute alone was that they were elected to please Colin.

"Thank you for your kindness, I do need a little help. I'm from Will City, I heard that Brown Collar was attacked by a group of werewolves, and because of Van Gogh's tradition, I came to rescue. But looking at your situation, it doesn't seem like you were attacked by a werewolf. Attacked?"

Colin was also very pretentious, and continued to sit on the horse holding the black reins, and said condescendingly.

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