Hum? Dark Mercenary Group?

They are all colleagues in the field of mercenaries. Although they are not familiar with each other before and some people are not famous, they are definitely familiar with the name of the Dark Knights. They are all looking at Mia, the elves who are the employer and captain, using a look that they are re-recognizing each other, looking at Mia, the elves who are the employer and captain.

Well, maybe a certain administrator of a large library has never heard of this name, but she doesn't have any sense of existence anyway, just ignore it for the time being.

no.

Others can ignore Saffa, but Dark cannot.

Just as he was about to turn around to lead the way, he accidentally glanced at the entire team. The next moment, the nightmare beast under him suddenly jumped high, crossed more than ten meters of distance like a flight, and landed in the inner circle behind the Western Knights. Before the nightmare had landed, Dark had already flew up from the horse's back, and his body floated out for a distance as if he had lost his weight, and flew over to the camels of Shur and Saff.

Before the person arrived, the rose was already raised in front of him. When he landed on one knee, he slid forward. He stopped in front of the camel, holding the rose with a pious face and chanted affectionately: "Beautiful lady, your beautiful appearance is as dazzling as the stars in the sky, and your shy expression..."

Sav was stunned, her face was red as if water was about to drip out, her whole body was trembling violently, and her lips and corners were twitching. The female swordsman who was about to cry when she was watched had never experienced these things. She felt that there was a heavy shadow in front of her, and she was dizzy and almost fainted. Something that had been sleeping in her body was restless and could break through the shackles at any time.

The others were also stunned. The mercenary baron of the Dark Knights was very famous and used his lower body to replace his brain thinking all year round. Most people have heard of it. They knew that he was crazy, but no one knew that he was crazy enough to be so stupid that everyone even forgot to react for a moment, just staring at the idiot's behavior.

Only Mia sighed deeply, covering half of her face as if she felt embarrassed. It seemed that this idiot's old habit had been dealt with again. If nothing unexpected happens, he would publish a very long and long praise, and it would never be repeated. No, he must be stopped and cannot be allowed to make trouble in the team.

However, just as Mia was about to rebuke, Dark suddenly stopped unexpectedly and did not say a long courtship declaration.

Because he couldn't continue to say it.

As soon as he said something, he saw a figure rushing out from behind Suff like lightning.

The most proud thing about the powerful mercenary Baron Dark Shadu is that whenever he sees a moving woman, his eyes can automatically block all male creatures within ten meters around him. He doesn't know how stupid people are to be proud of this.

Therefore, when he harassed the shy female swordsman, he didn't even notice that there was someone else sitting behind Saf.

This made him pay the price.

A ghostly figure appeared in front of Dak at a speed completely disproportionate to his profession. A fist brought a howling sound of wind and smashed it down at the stupid face. The speed and power were so fast that it made people wonder that a punch could easily smash someone else's head.

"Bang", at the last moment, Dake regained his rationality and turned his head in time to avoid the deadly fist, but his cheekbones were still rubbed by the fist, leaving a red blood mark on it.

"Shameless sneak attacker." The blood-colored rose turned into a one-handed sword, setting off a sword shadow all over the sky.

"In the name of saints, those who tease me will seek death." For the first time, the weapon was raised in front of my teammates around me, and the hammer was waving, causing a sharp and harsh sound of wind.

"All the beautiful women in the world never belong to anyone. They only belong to themselves. I court her, what does it have to do with you." Speed, strength, angle, every swing of the rose one-handed sword is almost perfect, the steps are just right, and even every twist of the body is in the most appropriate position, fast, accurate, and efficient, just like a combat machine. There is no talent that can only be looked up to. Without tens of thousands of boring practices and hundreds of thousands of life and death battles, no one can have such combat skills. He insists on using it for courtship and fights, which is really speechless.

"The Lord said that anyone who insults will humiliate himself. Do you dare to attack my prey and be prepared to be torn apart?" The mace and fist cooperated like a poisonous snake that rolled up its body and waited for an opportunity. No matter how accurate the opponent's fighting movements were, it could not break through the defense net formed around the body. Under strict control, the counterattack was difficult to deal with. The most tricky angle, the most difficult position, the most unexpected opportunity, the most erratic figure, every time you swung the fist and the mace, it would bring a fatal threat.

"In order to understand and save all the beautiful women in the world, I have been prepared to be enemies of the whole world. I am not afraid of dying ten thousand times, let alone being torn apart." This man is definitely a strong enemy. Simple one-handed martial arts are no longer enough to deal with, and I must be serious. Then, the blood-colored long sword is divided into two, the right hand turns into a two-meter short spear, the left hand turns into a short sword, the short sword protects the body, and the airtight guards the body. The short spear is sharp enough to cover every space within four meters of surroundings, without dead corners or blind spots. As long as you enter the attack distance, you will definitely bear the blow from the short spear.

"Then you go and die ten thousand times. If you think it's difficult, I don't mind sending you a ride." Follow the enemy and adapt to the situation. This is a necessary quality for becoming an excellent commander and an excellent warrior. There is only one dead end to the end. Since the enemy's tactics have changed, of course I have to change. Since you have expanded the attack range, I will narrow it down for you to see. With a shake of your left hand, a short metal stick slid out from the cuff of the holy robe. Holding the horizontal handle on the short stick, letting the short stick replace the position of the fist. The mace in the right hand shook and disappeared from the hand. The wrist pierced suddenly popped up from the wrist rubbed across the side of the enemy's face, but unfortunately there was only a white mark left.

"As long as there are beautiful women waiting for my rescue in the world, I will never die. A vicious person like you who objectify beauty should have become the public enemy of the world."

They scolded each other while fighting each other. Although the reason for the battle was so stupid that they were hopeless, the two obviously showed no mercy. All attacks were full of fatal threats, and if they were not careful, they would pay a heavy price.

The two of them had a great time fighting, but the high-level mercenaries watching the fun around them looked a little ugly, especially for several melee professions.

It would be fine if the mercenary Baron Dark is famous for his close combat. You are just a priest. Do you need to be so fierce in melee skills? Fortunately, there is no fighting spirit on your body, otherwise you will not let others live? If you go on your own, you will not need fighting spirit to strengthen it, and you will probably not be able to support it for three minutes. This is embarrassing enough. If you can inspire fighting spirit again, then let's retire together.

And if you just hit, what are you talking about? Have you really used your brain before saying those words? Didn’t you notice that all the women present have a sign of itchy hands? Is it not good to live, why do you have to seek death?

In addition, the two of you played were really wonderful, and we watched it very lively. However, although it was already evening, the sun was really hot, so it would be enough. Why don’t you build a pergola for us first and then continue?

Maybe the mercenaries who were watching the fun could tolerate it, but Captain Mia couldn't. She actually knew very well that Shuer wanted to use this battle to increase his importance in his heart so that he could occupy a more favorable position in future tasks. The problem is that Dark is an idiot, and if anyone can bear it, can't you change the way of expressing it?

Taking a deep breath, almost even using the illusion technique. Mia shouted loudly: "Dak, Winnie is here, right behind you."

"Wait, Winnie, this is a misunderstanding." It seems that some consensus has been reached in the battle. Shuer and Dark's eyes meet, and the two of them retreat at the same time, with a very tacit understanding. They withdraw a few steps and just now said that they wanted to rescue the beautiful women all over the world, and they squatted on the ground with their heads in their arms, "Don't fight first, it's not what you imagined, listen to my explanation first. Wait, Winnie didn't follow me this time, Mia, you lied to me again."

"Tsk tsk, cheating idiots cannot be considered a fraud, that is called showing IQ." I failed to gain the upper hand in the battle, and now I finally found an opportunity. Of course, Shuer cannot miss it, and said leisurely, "Only an idiot like you will be fooled."

"Bastard, what are you proud of?" the poor man who was deceived gritted his teeth and retorted, "How good do you think you can be? Just look behind you."

"So you're an idiot. Do you think I'll be fooled like you?" Shul made a contemptuous gesture, but he couldn't laugh immediately because he felt a little hand was pinching his waist from behind.

Alas, this is not right. Suff, shouldn't you be so shy that you didn't even dare to say something to me, right? Why did you follow me and pinch me? This is all... hissing, it hurts.

Saff, who pinched, pinched, didn't even dare to raise his head, did not dare to talk to Shure, but this did not prevent the shy female swordsman from expressing her heart in other ways, such as pinching someone.

Who is your person, pinch, and what does your prey mean, pinch.

The weak girl stood beside her, blushing shyly, and pinching her back gently. This feeling was indeed very good. The problem is, look at the heavy sword behind her, and think about the dull sounds made by her coquettish elbow strikes on the camel's back just now. At this moment, nearly a hundred people around her developed sympathy for Shuer. Poor priest, are you still alive now?

"I'm not interested in fighting you, but you have delayed the team's time, and it's all fatal attacks, which may cause losses to the team. So, a temporary regulation is now announced." Mia's face was cold, and she didn't even bother to look at these two idiots. "Whoever is doing such stupid things in the future, every time she is deducted fifty gold coins, all opinions will be rejected."
Chapter completed!