Chapter 497

In a small village near the outskirts of the Principality of eklakit, Jon, still in bandage, is devouring dry hard black bread in a small village near the outskirts of the village.

He choked on the dry black bread because he ate too fast.

"It doesn't matter if you don't have to eat in such a hurry."

The girl dressed as a village girl in front of him put a cup of hot goat's milk on the table and gently patted him on the back.

After washing the bread from his throat with goat's milk, Jon showed gratitude to the girl: "thank you very much. Not only saved my life, but also provided me with such a rich lunch. "

"In fact, it's not so rich..." There was a slight blush on the girl's face.

Even for ordinary farmers, black bread is hard to swallow, and it is only occasionally used as dry food when it needs a long time to work or travel. It is really not rich.

But because the village people are somewhat xenophobic, the girl can only bring some black bread to the boy she picked up outside the forest.

"For many reasons I'm sorry you can only sleep here at night

She bowed her head in shame to Jon and apologized.

"It doesn't matter. There's a lot of hay here. If you spread it a little bit, it's warm and comfortable to sleep."

But Jon, who had lived as a slave, didn't mind at all: "rather, I'm very grateful that you can provide me with a place to rest."

"Why did you faint in that place The girl asked curiously, but seeing Jon's embarrassed expression, she explained in a flustered way, "I don't want to cross examine you It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it... "

"I'm trying to be a hero."

What was beyond the girl's expectation, said Jon in a serious tone after a sip of goat's milk.

The girl, who did not understand Jon's words, seemed to want to say something, but a middle-aged farmer with a white moustache at the door of the warehouse had called her name with discontent.

She gave the boy an apologetic look, and the girl patted the grass stalks of her skirt and quickly came to the door of the warehouse.

"What's the matter, dad?" She asked softly, with her head tilted and innocent eyes fixed on her father.

"I don't care if you pick up some kittens and puppies before, but this time it's ridiculous." The middle-aged man said: "the farmer is not sure how to pick up his beard!"

Then he looked up at Jon, who was still munching on black bread in the warehouse: "look at him. He has a strange scarf on his head, his clothes are ragged, and he has a knife on his back! It doesn't look like a good person in any way! "

"I don't think a person's good or bad should be judged by his appearance..." The girl protested weakly.

"What are you looking at? Let's see if he'll help us with the farming! " However, the middle-aged farmer's rebuke immediately followed: "recently, the horse thieves in the nearby area have suddenly become active, and several villages have been affected. If this guy is the spy of the horse thief, if you pick him up, you will lead the way for the horse thief!"

"But when I saw him, he fell to the ground as if he had been hurt..."

The girl recalled that when she went out to pick winter vegetables, she saw him outside the forest: "it's not like pretending at all."

"What do you know! It's true that thieves are good at acting... "

The father and daughter, who were talking quietly, did not notice that Jon, who was eating bread, suddenly seemed to see something. He put the remaining black bread into his mouth, then raised his head and looked serious.

Before long, the big bell in the village, which only rings in case of emergency, clanged twelve times.

This made the father and daughter change their faces together - twelve times means that the villagers must pack up their things and take refuge in the woods for temporary refuge.

"Damn it, that stinky boy is gone!" The middle-aged farmer subconsciously looked at the forage warehouse and found that Jon, who had just been inside, had disappeared. He could not help but change his face. He warned his daughter, "go and clean up with your mother. Don't tell anyone else about it!"

The girl's face was pale. At this moment, even she could not help but suspect that the smiling boy was the spy of the horse thief.

"What are you doing! This time the thieves are coming very fast. If you don't run away soon, it will be dangerous! "

At this time, a villager who was familiar with their father and daughter rushed by and yelled at them at the same time.

The two of them ran home to get ready.

However, although the villagers were very quick, this time the horse thieves were totally different. In a blink of an eye, they appeared outside the village, blocking the villagers who had no time to run out.

Different from the bandit regiment, the bandit regiment also understands the principle of continuous flow. They only collect a little protection fee for the villages within their sphere of influence, while the horse thieves wandering around the eastern plain are almost indifferent to morality and morality, only know how to destroy and plunder.Without preparation, they were blocked in the village. Looking at the sharp weapons of the other side and sitting down on the ferocious Warcraft, the villagers were almost in despair.

The girl can only shrink in her father's arms and shiver. The evil deeds of the horse thieves that I heard in the past all come to her mind at this time. It is said that when the thieves plunder the wealth, they also like to rob the young girls to satisfy their animal desire. After playing enough, they will kill those women who are better than alive to serve as the fodder for them to sit down.

But the desperate villagers waited for a while, only to find that the massacre they imagined had not happened.

Trembling, they opened their eyes, and the first thing they saw was a not generous figure.

And in the back with the purple machete, there is a circle of horse thieves and Warcraft corpses.

What happened?

At this moment, looking at the young man who was confronting other horse thieves, almost all the villagers had this question in their minds.

The one who answered them was the horse thief leader in the distance.

"This feeling Sure enough, what you have in your hand is a spirit tool The head of the horse thief, who was so big that he seemed to mistake him for a black bear, licked his thin lips. His small and treacherous eyes were full of excitement and greed: "originally, I just wanted to rob some extra money, but I unexpectedly ran into the royal treasury!"

The monster in his crotch is obviously different from those of other horse thieves in Crusade level 1 and level 2. It is a monster that matches his body size and looks like a brown bear with four arms.

It's just that Jon, who holds the Horcrux, knows very well that the monster is actually a Horcrux - a creature.

Without any hesitation, with the help of the power of soul gear flowing into his body, he used his feet in vain. The whole man was like a purple phantom. In a moment, he killed several horsemen and their mounts, and in the end, they suddenly turned into purple meteors, and the machete blade cut to the head of the horse thief!

But he was pawned by the bear spirit.

With the help of the shock, Jon slid back a few meters to stabilize himself, but his face remained the same, without any regret for the failure of the attack.

"You are strong!" The head of the horse thief seemed not to care about the loss of his men at all, and grinned: "but this is not enough! Compared with you alone, I have nearly a hundred men and the same number of demons. We also have crossbows and other long-range weapons! You have no chance of winning! I'll take your Horcrux

With that, he suddenly raised his hand.

With his command, armed with a crossbow, the horse thieves, who had already been stringed, fired deadly arrows at Jon.

"I'm strong."

However, as if he had already known the flight path and landing point of all the arrows, Jon did not even stop him, so he could easily close the distance between him and the horse thief leader in the rain of arrows.

"That's all you're right about."

In a flash, those around the horse thieves were like an invisible blade, all of them were cut into two pieces without fighting back!

"What..." The head of the horse thief was like swallowing a bee. His face was ugly. He patted his soul gear and roared: "quick, turn into armor!"

The bear was equipped to stand on both feet, and then the chest opened to reveal the inside of the amulet armor.

However

"This is where your future ends!"

It's too late.

Jon, without any hesitation, chopped off half his head in an instant!

At the moment before his death, the other side put his hand on his own weapon. It can be seen from his calloused hands that he was also a good fighter before, but after getting used to the power of soul gear, he gave up his identity as a soldier, so that he died in Jon's hands so lightly and easily.

After shaking off the bloodstain on the machete, Jon looked at the spirit tool that had been stopped in the middle of the change because of the owner's death. After a while, he held the handle in both hands and threw out a purple knife light. He cut the giant bear spirit tool which had lost its owner and had no self-defense ability!

"Soul is not something that can bring happiness to people."

Putting the knife back in its sheath, Jon turned and bowed to the girl who had taken care of him. Then, without looking at the village any more, he walked towards the sunset, and soon the whole person melted into the twilight

"He Who is it? "

For a long time, the shocked middle-aged farmer asked his daughter.

"I don't know. But, "the girl who didn't ask Jon's name shook her head, and then a gentle smile reappeared on her face:" I think he must be a real hero. "

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