"Hey! Little guy... Why in your eyes, I am the enemy and a barbarian? I look like you, but I also look like a human!"

Douglas Muffer was inexplicably unhappy about being classified as a barbarian warrior. It is true that compared with the little kids of the Knights of the Holy Fire, the equipment he wore looked like a beggar, but it was not enough to instantly determine the relationship between us and us based on his outfit.∝The expression on the burly and thick warrior's face was strange and distorted, and he also had a kind of anger of laughter and crying, but he did not want to take action. The other party was just a third-level middle-level warrior, which would not have ignited his fighting spirit. In fact, the only reason why this brave human boy was able to survive until now was that his weakness even caused no one to pay attention to him and was willing to take action to solve this idiot who seeks death.

"Stop the voice! The lowly barbarian! The moment you talk to me in such a tone, it is enough to convict you." The young swordsman obviously didn't care whether he mislocated Douglas' identity, but it was just the difference between one more opponent who needed to be killed.

He was the survivor of the previous ambush battle in Thousand Needles Canyon. The warship he was riding in did not fall into Thousand Needles Canyon, but fell into the rain forest, relying on the lush plants to save his life. While blindly looking for companions in the rain forest, he accidentally saw four centaurs and three humans walking through the rain forest.

He originally planned to stand by and watch, but in an instant he swept the girl in front of him, turned out to be Miss Marilyn of the famous Remington family. Then he found that the girl walking beside her was also a stunning beauty. Although he didn't know her, his eyebrows, eyes and facial features had a vague sense of familiarity, as if he had seen her somewhere.

Once these two people are saved, they will inevitably have a significant impact on their future and will even be of great help to their family development. After weighing the pros and cons, the young swordsman immediately decided to rescue him. In his eyes, his extremely powerful paladin would never lose to four or five lowly subhuman races. Even if he loses, he can at least run away with his precious high-level escape scroll. The escape scroll is expensive and rare, and is easily disturbed by external forces. It is generally useless in large battles, but in this small encounter, it is a life-saving ace.

Just as the young swordsman made a fuss and tried to create a glorious and heroic image in the hearts of the two "beautiful girls" behind him, a slender and delicate wrist suddenly rested on his shoulder. The young swordsman didn't have to look back and knew that it was the short-haired beauty with a delicate appearance and a bit strange and familiar feeling. She just thought she was afraid and was about to give her smile to comfort her, but she felt that the pressure on her shoulders suddenly increased, just like a dragon placing her front paws on her body.

There was no other reaction. The young swordsman couldn't help but kneel on the ground. In an instant, he seemed to hear the sound of his knees and knees shattering. Then he slammed. He lay on the ground, his body could not move. Then a severe pain washed his brain, let alone launching a fighting spirit and storming it. He couldn't even take out the scroll from his arms and tear it up. Then he heard a magnetic voice coming from behind: "Give me a reason not to kill you, please wait until my patience is exhausted."

"I. I am the noble legitimate son of the Kruen family, you. Do you dare..."

With a crisp "crunch", Goron picked up his hand from the distorted cervical spine of the young swordsman. He said lightly: "I'm sorry, your reason is not sufficient."

The noble girl on the side trembled violently. Although she had known that this reckless idiot would not be able to save her, with her eyesight, she had long seen that the three centaur female warriors and the human warrior were all veterans on the battlefield who had experienced countless killings. Her rich experience and bloodthirsty killing could completely make up for the gap in equipment. This had left an extremely deep impression on her in the previous battles. What's more, there were at least four enemies in front of her, so no matter how she thought about this idiot, she would not have a chance of winning.

But this was a chance for her to escape, and it was impossible to say that there was no expectation at all. However, she never expected that a centaur like a warrior and a human traitor would not take action. Instead, Ge Long, who seemed to be a non-combatant, would suppress and kill a third-level warrior in every move, easily freehand as if he was just a mouse to kill. And only two of his own seal nodes were opened, and there was no fluctuation of fighting spirit on his body, which shows that he was not a warrior known for his strength.

A law master or war master kills a third-level paladin? Is this a joke?

At this time, Goron had searched all over the young swordsman's body, took down the most valuable weapons and accessories and threw them to one of the centaur female warriors, and finally took out an exquisite and luxurious sheepskin scroll from the arms of the dead body. After seeing it, he wiped the magic mark on it and then pulled it off and discarded it.

This is a directional teleportation magic scroll. Although the value of this scroll alone can catch up with the sum of the value of all the equipment on the young man's body, it is useless to Goron. This thing not only binds the user, but also binds the teleportation location. Once activated, the user will return to the previously bound place, whether it is a bedroom, a trap, or a prison. This is why the teleportation scroll that has been bound to be unwilling to be in the market, because except in the hands of the user, it is simply a piece of waste paper.

In the previous battle, a lot of this thing was indeed seized, and almost one out of every ten prisoners would possess it. I can only say... Is it really worthy of being the Knights of the Fire?

After cleaning up the trophy, Goron turned to face the girl captive, and said calmly: "Miss Marilyn, I think I need to re-check your identity, right?"

"What did you say?" The girl's expression on her face was quite unnatural, but she still insisted: "I...I wasn't before..."

Ge Long waved her and said with a blank expression: "Since you have chosen to continue pretending to be stupid, there is no need to continue talking about it. In fact, I am not particularly interested in your true identity. It will be almost done if you guess a little. It is just a little more special than what you explained before, and it does not have any special meaning to me."

Marilyn's heart was tugged, and her eyes swept over the corpse on the ground, and the fear in her heart was furious. She quickly changed her words and said, "No, no...you, it's you. Please listen to me. I am indeed a direct child of the Remington family, but...but I also have the right to inherit the hereditary title of the second-ranked family, so...so my family, after knowing my current situation, may, may send someone to come and check it out..."

Although she was hesitant, Goron, who had a very experienced story, has naturally made up many related plots. For a noble, the ranking of title inheritance rights is extremely important, especially for those direct children who are ranked high and who really have the hope of inheriting hereditary titles. The identity gap between a real powerful noble and an honorary noble may not be nothing in the eyes of ordinary people, but it has completely different meanings in the eyes of real world nobles. How to suppress competitors and find opportunities to exclude superiors are a process that an outstanding noble will inevitably go through, and it is also the default way of survival of the fittest in the aristocratic world.

This is a plot that often appears in the story, but as Goron said, it makes no sense to him.

Stepping on the corpse of the young swordsman, the group continued to move forward, Miss Marilyn became even more silent and depressed, and the originally slightly restlessness disappeared completely, and obviously she had completely stopped looking for an opportunity to escape.

The night wind in the rainforest has a unique atmosphere, mostly the fishy and humid heat brought from the sea, and it is also mixed with the rich breath of life of herbs. However, what attracted Geron's attention was a sudden sweet fragrance. After pounced onto his nose, it immediately caused a violent stir in his mind.

It's this smell again!

When Geron first stepped on the Blood Blade Peak and the alien race suddenly appeared, Geron felt a very familiar and dangerous hostility like a bone-cutting blade. After that, although Geron paid more attention, he never noticed it again. He even thought it was just his illusion, but he did not expect that after he left the Blood Blade Peak, this feeling of life being threatened again. And he was obviously targeting himself, and he could not help but be ready to take action at any time.

Ge Long remained silent, but had secretly mobilized all his senses to investigate the surroundings, but found nothing. His brows frowned slightly, so he finally decided to use his hidden killer weapon. The magical power "Qianliyan" from another world investigated again. An orange-yellow light appeared on his pupils, and the whole world began to fade quickly... This time he finally gained something, but it made Ge Long speechless. In the black and white world that was expressed in another way in his eyes, there were three groups of people lying around him.

The three groups were powerful, and after stealth, they even did not even detect Douglas and the three centaur elites in time for battle.

"We seem to be in trouble."

Before Goron could make his discovery public, Durandal beside him spoke first. The young centaur girl held the spear in her hand, but her eyes looked at Goron, as if she was waiting for his order.

With this little monster here, Goron didn't need to explain his magical vision. He reached out and signaled Durandal not to do it for the time being, and then nodded to others to confirm that he believed in Duran's warning.

The entire team stopped immediately, formed a circle back to back, and made a simple defensive formation in an instant.

After discovering that their whereabouts were exposed, a group of men in black walked out of the night that they knew well. They had a kind of fearless rule while walking, like a pious martyr. After no longer restrained their breath, they suddenly emitted a formidable momentum. The man in the lead was actually a fourth-level high-ranking military commander, only one step away from the war king, and the weakest man in black was also above the third-level high-ranking. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better and faster!
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