Mercenaries and Adventurers Chapter 277

After all, what the three of them did in this waterwheel village before was, to put it seriously, coercing others and stealing villagers' property.

In some remote villages, outsiders should be beaten to death by the villagers for doing this.

Of course, for their behavior, their own explanation is - digging unclaimed lost things in uninhabited villages. As for the five old people who barely lived in the 'unmanned village', they were not taken seriously by these three young people at all.

If things go well, these old people may live until the end of the war and the day when the fleeing villagers return home. In such an emergency, there is a high probability that these old people will be secretly killed because they accused the three young people of breaking the law.

In fact, if it weren't for the courage to take action, things would really have gone on like this.

The bald young man was not guarding under the skylight of the house at the moment, he knew that facing dozens of people outside the house, it was meaningless for them to resist like this. But he didn't want to die either. The other party claimed to be a knight. If he went out and surrendered, he might be executed by that knight directly.

The cunning eyes turned, and the bald head saw several old people who were still blocking the wooden door of the house, arguing whether to open the door.

Perhaps, this could be a chance to escape?

Before he had time to think about it, the bald young man approached several old people who were arguing with strides, grabbed the clothes of one old man, and easily lifted the thin and short old man with one hand.

The sharp dagger was pressed against the old man's skinny neck by the bald head. Under the inconceivably shocked eyes of the other four old men, the bald head shouted towards the door: "Listen, people outside, I don't care who you are! There are five old people in this waterwheel village. They will be my hostages. If you don't care about these people, then I will kill them and then commit suicide. If you want to talk to your people, then you have a chance to get a The treasure left by the villagers before they fled!"

The other young man in the room was dumbfounded at this moment, he didn't expect his companion to do this, how dare he?

And is his companion crazy? Does anyone outside have anything to do with this place?

"You're crazy, this will kill us! Surrender! I surrender! I'm going out and surrender!"

The young man yelled loudly, and the guilt of "killing" another companion by mistake made him unable to accept everything at this time. He didn't care if there was a "monster" outside the house, as long as he could get rid of all of this, what would he do? All are willing to do it.

The old people looked terrified. They didn't expect that the most dangerous people were not the strangers outside the house, but these young people who had gone astray. These young people came to the village these days to dig out all kinds of objects buried by the villagers before they left. The old people persuaded them at that time, but these people have already been confused by the various furniture and valuable ornaments that have been dug out.

Now that they make mistakes again and again, they found out that a large team was coming from the other side of the village, so they wanted to kill a few of them to avoid being charged with crimes. But it was interrupted by the sudden appearance of a 'monster'.

At that time, the old people thought that with the pressure of the 'monsters', the two young people could turn back and unite together. Just like decades ago when these old people were young, they were united from the empire, overcoming a long test, and coming to this new kingdom of mankind.

But to their disappointment, under the pressure of the unknown situation, the only two young people in the room were not only disunity, but one became even more violent, showing a fierce look, while the other collapsed directly and shouted for surrender.

The above-mentioned thoughts were realized subconsciously in an instant, and the four old people blocking the door looked at each other and sighed.

Under the glaring gaze of the bald young man, they supported each other to stand up, then stepped aside and opened the wooden door.

Hand over fate to strangers outside the door who don't know good or bad.

Keir didn't take the so-called hostages in the house seriously at all. He was about to raise his foot to kick the closed door open when the burned wooden door in front of him opened by itself.

"Oh, let me see what's going on inside."

With a smile under his mask, Kiel pressed his hands at the armed people behind him, and then strode in by himself.

The house was not completely destroyed in the fire that destroyed the entire village, but it was also severely damaged. The roof was black, but it is estimated that the things that could have burned in the house were buried in the yard by the family before fleeing. Therefore, when the flames raged, the house located in the center of the village was not completely burned down.

As soon as Keir entered the door, he saw a young man who was yelling to surrender and accept punishment, limp on the ground.

As soon as the door opened, the young man wanted to climb out of the room.

Kiel stepped on the young man with his foot, and firmly stepped on the ground: "Where do you want to go?"

The young man struggled a bit, and found that the force on his back was even heavier, so he gave up climbing out of the house, but licked a face that was stained and blackened by charcoal, and said fawningly: "I surrender, I surrender, no matter what I am asked to do Anything is fine, as long as you don't kill me, please!”

Kiel snorted coldly, and did not answer the man's words, his eyes scanned the room.

The four old men supported each other and stood aside, staring blankly at Kiel who walked in, and after seeing Kiel's equipment clearly, they looked at each other in confusion and embarrassment.

Then came the bald man holding an old man. This guy was quite flustered. After Kiel entered the house, he held the old man back away from the door of the house.

His dagger was tightly attached to the old man's neck, and a pair of angry and helpless eyes kept looking back and forth at the old man who let him open the door and Kiel who walked into the room.

The old man who was held hostage didn't dare to move at all, and didn't dare to say unnecessary words, so he could only smile on his face and look at the strange knight who entered the door.

"You said just now that you have five hostages? Do you still want to use the hostages to talk to me?"

Kiel folded his hands on his chest, pulled his left foot back hard, and kicked the young man who was stepping on the ground backwards.

"Catch this man and tie him up!"

Kiel gave the order indifferently, and immediately the armed people outside the house went up to suppress the young man who was kicked out of the house.

The bald man watching this scene swallowed in fear. The old man held hostage by him smiled lightly.

Keir then waved to the four elderly people in the other room: "Go out too, tie your hands first."

"My lord? We are the villagers of Shuiche Village!"

An old man wanted to argue, but Keel snorted coldly: "It seems that someone said something bad about me just now, and I overheard it."

After saying this, the four old men had no choice but to look at the old man who was being held hostage regretfully, and then carefully walked out from Kiel's side. As soon as they went out, their arms were **** again by Kiir's armed mob.

After everyone had left, Keir walked around in the house that hadn't been burned.

He simply treats the hostage and the hostage as non-existent.

Shaking the beautiful new cloak behind him, Keel asked the other two people in the nervous room, "How about my cloak? Does it look good?"

The bald head was so nervous that he didn't dare to speak, the teeth in his mouth were chattering, but his lips were tightly closed. This was the last stubbornness of this guy. Although he is bad, he will not beg for anything from others like another companion.

"No answer? I'll just kill you two right away? You don't respect me very much."

"Ah?" The hostage old man was startled. He thought the young knight was here to save him, but he killed both of them just because he didn't answer whether the **** cloak was good or not?

The bald head was also frightened, and he completely felt a helpless feeling that life and death were out of his hands.

Although he was stubborn, he didn't want to die.

"looks great."

The bald head stammered back.

Kiel looked at the hostage old man: "Old man, what do you think? Does my cloak look good?"

The old man didn't know the way of the young knight, whether it was good or evil, good or bad, so he could only answer: "It's pretty, better than, uh, better than the cloak of the village lord."

"Really? That's not bad. I just bought it in a high-end store in Dorne Town. It's the work of a well-known craftsman."

Kiel turned around in a circle, and then casually lifted his steel mask, revealing his face: "So, what are you guys doing in this village?"

"Um?"

"ah?"

Both of them were stunned.

"I took the people passing by here, and I wanted to supply supplies along the village, but I didn't expect that the village so close to Dorn Town was burned to ashes. Who did this? Is it you?"

The bald head was startled when asked by the knight. He could not bear the serious crime of setting fire to the village. According to the kingdom's decree, people who committed such a serious crime would be trampled to death by the horses.

Where there are no horses, they will be trampled back and forth by the people until they are trampled into meat paste.

"It's not me! This poor village was already like this when we came here! We, we just came here to make a fortune, so we didn't dare to do anything."

The bald head hurriedly replied, afraid that if he spoke a second later, he would be killed by the knight in front of him.

Although this knight didn't show any ability at this time.

But the feeling that he could take his life at any time was not fake.

Keir looked at the old man who was being held hostage: "Did you old people do that? You are too old to move smoothly, and you burn the village down by lighting a fire and cooking?"

The old man cried and said with a mournful face: "No way! It's not just us. Some time ago, more than a dozen priests came, and they ordered the village directly before they left. We asked them to make a theory, but Those people ignored us at all. It's a good thing that some of us old guys are still graciously cooking and entertaining them.”

Keir smacked his lips: "More than a dozen priests? Which god's church?"

The old man's answer surprised him: "It's from the Saturnalia Church. Damn it, they're not from the local church. I know, the accent is a bit strange! Did the villagers flee and abandon their fields, which annoyed those adults?"

Keir frowned and walked around the room on his own, completely treating the other two people in the room as air.

The bald head was still in a daze, but seeing that the young knight was completely lost in thought because of the old man's words, he became short of breath, moved his legs against the other side of the room slightly, and moved secretly towards the door of the room.

The old man realized something, and just about to speak, the bald man stuck the side metal of the dagger on the old man's neck, and the cold metal made the old man shut his mouth wisely.

The bald head moved the soles of his feet inch by inch, and his breathing became more rapid as he got closer to the door that poured light into the room.

It's a little bit, it's almost a little bit, as long as he reaches that place, he can leave behind the hostage old man and run away.

It doesn't matter even if there are soldiers outside the door, he can yell a lie to attract the soldiers' attention to the knight thinking inside the house.

It can work, such a method will definitely work!

The last bit.

at last-! !

As a result, a hand reached out silently, grabbed the bald dagger directly, and held it tightly in his hand.

The bald head was stunned, and then he wanted to twitch the dagger fiercely, and hit the old man and the young knight who didn't know when he came over fiercely. It just so happened that this knight's face was not covered by armor, so he had to cover it when attacking here.

But when he drew the dagger, the dagger in his hand didn't move at all. No matter how hard he tried, the dagger couldn't move.

"Ki, Lord Knight, I'm sorry, please spare me..."

At one moment, the bald man was pulling out the dagger ferociously, wanting to hit someone twice, but the next moment, the guy was full of tears, begging for mercy from Kiel.

Keir was unmoved, and moved his left hand slightly to keep the dagger away from the old man being held hostage, and then pushed the old man away with his right hand.

"You man, let me say something."

Kiel shook his head, but while Kiel was shaking his head and speaking, the bald man was still begging with tears and nose, but the next moment his expression changed, he let go of the dagger he was controlling wildly, and grabbed the knife on the knight's left waist with both hands. Glowing sword.

"Hahahahaha...ha, huh???"

Before he could finish his insolent laugh, he felt embarrassed.

Because he put his hands together and tried his best, but he couldn't pull out the long sword from the knight's waist.

"Is it fun?"

The bald head was dumbfounded, and he trembled when he realized what was going on.

"Haven't you played?"

Kiel threw aside the iron dagger in his hand, and grasped his bald hands with a sincere face.

"Look, this sword is used like this. You can't just pull it out. You can see it's shining. It's obviously a very powerful weapon. So, there is a trick to using this weapon. You need to chant a spell. "

The crotch of the bald head was wet, and the whole body was trembling, not knowing what to do, so he could only follow the knight's words and say: "Yes, yes, Sir Knight."

"Come, say it with me: 'Akuna Matata'. It is a magical mantra, very old."

The bald young man stumbled and learned with difficulty: "Ah, Aku, woo..."

"Don't cry, let's do it again, listen up: 'Akuna Matata'."

The bald young man sucked his nose, shed tears, and then muttered: "Akuna, Matata."

Kiel raised his hands, and pulled out the long sword Hunter, and sure enough, the long sword emitting white light came out of its sheath. However, the weight of the long sword still shocked the bald head. He was grasped by the knight with both hands, and he barely pulled out half of the long sword.

As a result, before it was completely drawn out, Kiel let go of his hand, and the long sword slid back into the scabbard.

"Oh, I made a mistake. But it's okay, I've given you the spell, how about trying to pull it out and play with it?"

Keir still had a sincere face, but even if he mastered the so-called 'spell', the bald head didn't dare to draw his sword at all at this moment, and his whole body froze in place.

"Are you timid? Hey, what a pity. I originally planned that if you could pull out this heavy sword of mine and lift it above your head, I would spare you. It doesn't matter whether it was the previous thing or the thing just now."

The bald man's eyes lit up, and he suddenly looked up at Kiel's face, Kiel blinked and nodded affirmatively.

It doesn't seem like you're joking.

Taking a deep breath, the bald head seemed to have found a chance to live. He forced his body not to tremble, and held the handle of the long sword again with both hands, and then froze.

"What's wrong? Forgot the spell?"

The bald head nodded slightly, he didn't dare to say anything at all at this moment.

"Let me give you a start, Akuna..."

The bald man's eyes lit up, and he shouted, "Akuna Matata!!"

Immediately, he drew his sword vigorously, whether he raised the knight's saber over his head, in order to ask the knight to spare his life, or just drew the sword and stabbed it out, giving the hateful knight who humiliated him a good look.

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The bald head roared loudly, but the long sword remained motionless in the scabbard.

He seemed to hold a breath in his chest, which made the guy's face and head turn red, and he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything, so he could only look at the knight with a smirk on his face.

Kiel used all his strength to separate the bald-headed sword-holding hand, took two steps back, and then without chanting any **** spells to tease others, he smoothly pulled out the long sword with white light wrapped around the blade with one hand.

Then he straightened his sword and stabbed straight between the bald head's eyes.

But it was just a false stab to scare people, but it seemed to have caused great damage to the bald head. The guy let out a muffled grunt, and fell straight backwards on the black and ash-covered ground in the room.

The eyes were still open, but the person fainted from fright.

"Ha ha ha ha."

Kiel was about to die from laughing, but the long sword in his hand buzzed and vibrated dissatisfiedly. It seemed that he didn't like the master using it to tease people. It was a bloodthirsty weapon. It was for fighting and seeing blood, not for the master. Boring days add more jokes.

"Just for fun, don't take it seriously."

Putting his sword back into its sheath, Kiel glanced at the unconscious bald head, curled his lips and kicked him out of the room.

"Bound, hand and foot. This is a very bad fellow."

"Yes my lord."

The armed people outside the door responded in unison. They were about to die laughing just now. Those of them who have seen the Kiel knights fight all know where the knights' weapons have spells that can be used.

What the armed people didn't know was that Kiel really had a magic weapon that required spells and passwords to use.

It was just the battle that night before, in the chaotic and noisy environment, no one really heard every whisper of Kiel clearly.

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