Mercenaries and Adventurers

After listening to Kil's narration, Priest Batal lamented, raised his hand and rubbed his frown away with his fingers: "My hometown is in such trouble... Why are the people in this land so difficult."

Seeing that the priest was in a low mood, Keir patted the priest on the shoulder, trying to comfort his companion.

"Be careful! Please, don't let this parasitic species touch my body! Their roots should penetrate directly into the human body, not even a little bit!"

Looking at the three honest human-faced root parasitic species in the bag, Kil shrugged: "They looked quite quiet. When I used a dagger to cut open one of them, the other one was just swinging its roots and trying to resist. "

Priest Batal looked helpless and nodded at the metal armor that covered Kil's body: "No one else has a solid defense like you, and those roots that can parasitize the human body can't do anything to metal. Okay, forget me. Please, Kiel Warriors, throw these things into the fire and burn them! They are very dangerous!"

Kil shrugged. Although he thought that this kind of human-faced parasitic species that could inhabit the human body might have other uses, since his fellow priests had said so, he did not want this strange thing to cause additional casualties and casualties among the refugee team. trouble.

It just so happened that the wood needed for the overnight campfire that continued all night in the wounded camp was delivered. Kiel asked the people who were lighting the fire to light the fire quickly. After the campfire started roaring, he directly put three of them in the bag. The parasites inside were thrown into the flames together with the little belt.

"Chi-chi chi chi chi..."

When these three things saw the fire, they immediately screamed, and the countless plant roots stained with dried flesh and blood behind their faces kept swinging hard.

As a result, they gained limited mobility, but just when they were about to climb out of the fire using their roots, they were kicked back into the fire by Kiel.

After repeating this several times, the very dangerous parasite described by the priest turned into a ball of hot coke and was burned to death in the flames.

Purified by the flames.

"Tell me, what kind of cult is the 'Flesh Demon'? Maybe we will have to deal with this thing tomorrow. Well, the kind that can see blood with a knife."

Kil stood with his arms folded and his legs spread apart, and said to the priest squatting on the ground.

Priest Batal squatted beside the fire, and after confirming that the three things in the fire were 'harmless', he breathed a sigh of relief, turned to Kil and said, "Tell me first what you are going to do. Come here for these things, I’m a little worried.”

In this way, Kil told the priest what happened to the lumberjacks before, as well as the information he got from the interrogation of the parasitic weirdo before his death.

"But I can't guarantee the authenticity of what I asked. You have to understand it."

Keir spread out his hands to put a layer of insurance on his news.

The priest nodded and told Kil what he knew.

It turns out that the so-called "flesh demon" cult happened more than a hundred years ago. At that time, deep in a mountain forest within the empire that was not under the actual management of the empire, there was a huge half-plant, half-flesh tree that was deified by local alien beliefs. Warcraft, it rules a very small so-called "alien kingdom". Because this so-called "kingdom" that parasitizes and enslaves alien life is relatively close to the special religious holy places of various human churches in the southwest of the empire, this deified Warcraft must be eradicated. The mission was officially left in the hands of various nearby human churches and gods by the empire.

There is no need to elaborate on the process. The entire alien kingdom in the remote mountain forest was wiped out, but the deified monster that parasitically enslaved the entire alien kingdom has never been eradicated.

The opponent's tenacious survivability and weird and dangerous parasitic ability are one aspect. The church army united by various churches is duplicitous and inconsistent. Naturally, it is also an important reason why the opponent can escape the joint obliteration.

"So?" Kil asked.

The priest warmed himself by the fire, stretched and said: "So, after this incident, the powerful deified monster publicly announced that it would continue to destroy and attack humans. Of course, it will not confront it head-on, nor will it be a member of various churches. His opponent. From this, he organized an evil church that took advantage of his parasitic ability - the 'Flesh Demon', which specialized in developing secretly in the corners of human society and causing trouble everywhere."

Keir nodded: "So, this is the trouble we are going to face?"

"No."

Priest Batal said firmly.

"No?" Kil was a little confused: "This entity is a branch of the church of the 'Flesh Demon' cult. It is led by a so-called prophet, who calls himself the 'Flesh Painer' and is entrenched on the trade road in front of us, occupying a The total number of people in the villages along the trade route is no less than thirty, or even more. And besides this, they are also wearing the skin of a bandit organization. Heh, they call themselves 'hanged ghosts' in the bandit circle."

Keir shook his head when he said this: "So, what exactly does your 'no' mean?"

Priest Batal confidently took out the protective statue he had been using before and carefully placed it in the open space next to him. He knelt down and prayed to the statue and said: "The statue in the city of Belis. When we were studying in the diocese church, the vice-president who taught knowledge clearly told our group of trainee priests that when encountering such a thing, we should first report it to our great god of agriculture. Then, if possible, inform the nearby Other human churches.”

"Kiel, you just said that they wear more than one layer of skin. Why do they do this? Isn't it troublesome? The reason is very simple. Others cannot see through what they are. Once the essence is seen through, This small cult branch of only thirty people will immediately attract strong attacks from various churches."

Kil slapped his forehead and made a metal clang sound: "So that's it! Do you want to inform the God of Agriculture now?"

"Yes. Please give me a moment."

After saying that, Priest Batal closed his eyes and muttered something in a low voice to the protective statue that gave off a faint green light.

Not long after, a ray of white light descended from the dark sky in the distance and landed directly on the small protective statue on the ground. After the white light fell on the statue, it split into two and was projected towards Priest Batar and Kiel.

Just when Kil wanted to hide away, he saw that Priest Batal was motionless, so he stopped hiding and allowed the white light to pour into his body.

Then Kil heard two responses from the great God of Agriculture: "I already know that to carry out my mission, I need to avoid this danger. Before the end of the month, the hidden danger of flesh and blood demons here will definitely be eliminated."

When Kil heard the words of the God of Agriculture, he had no reaction. The two sentences sounded like they were male or female, old or young. After careful reflection, they sounded like they were spoken by one person or hundreds of millions of people.

Priest Batal was particularly excited. He touched his head deeply to the ground and shed tears of excitement.

For church priests, it is a great gift to be able to hear the direct words of God.

This was the only white light that fell from the sky. Priest Batal wanted to ask the Goddess of Agriculture about the plight of the church in the Parish Parish, but the Goddess of Agriculture had no further response.

There was no response, so the meaning was naturally the same as before, asking Priest Batar to take less care of the affairs of the city of Belis, not to rashly interfere in the affairs there, and just do his best to fulfill his mission.

After waiting for a while, seeing Priest Batal put away the protective statue, Kil shrugged and said: "So, we don't want to have more contact with the forces of the cult 'Flesh Demon'? Ah, it seems that we have to let everyone move faster tomorrow. "

The priest adjusted his appearance and responded: "Yes, I hope we can avoid each other and the other party will not pester us all the time. Kil, you must know that these guys are different from the previous bandits. If you come into contact with them during the battle, you may be killed by these guys." Parasitized. Well, I gotta check on the loggers."

"Want to help? I'll go too." Kil asked quickly.

The priest waved his hand: "You will be busy tomorrow, so go and have a good rest. It's all up to you, so go and have a rest."

After saying that, the priest hurriedly walked towards the woodcutter's camp. Kil gently scratched his nose and sighed: "I also hope to have a good rest, but I also have to have a good sleep." ah."

-

After sluggishly returning to his tent, Kil hadn't even gone in to 'rest' when he saw several people waiting for him at the entrance of the tent.

Sitting reluctantly on a wooden box was the old businessman he knew. He seemed to have been injured on his back. Although it was not serious, he was old after all. It was not a serious injury to a young man, but to him It cost half my life.

Even though he had been treated by Priest Batal for two rounds before, he was still quite weak at this time.

The person holding his arm next to the old businessman was a young man, about eleven or twelve years old, whose exact age was unknown. He was also rescued by Keir from the bandit's lair and was being taken care of by the old businessman. But now it seems that this young man is taking care of the old businessman.

In addition, there was another person standing upright on the other side of the old businessman. Although his left arm was hung on his shoulder with a rope and his shoulders, chest and abdomen were seriously injured, this young man was He stood up straight and his body didn't sway at all.

A pair of eyes is quite bright, reflecting the light of the campfire next to it. What attracts the people around him the most is that in addition to his thin but refined figure, he also has a handsome face that is almost non-existent among ordinary people at this time.

Compared with his, Keir's face was far inferior.

But when you go out, it's not about whether a person is handsome or not, but about the skills in his or her hands.

"Mr. Fintiga, do you have something to do with me?"

Kil asked as he walked over.

In fact, he had guessed the general situation when he saw the robber Will who was crazy before but was now injured and conscious.

"Good night, Knight Kiel. Sorry, as you can see, my body is like an old tree, and I really can't get up to salute you. Bobo, please salute Knight Kiel instead of me."

Kil knew that the boy he rescued was nicknamed Bobo. What was his full name? Kil didn't ask, nor was he interested.

"Oh, okay grandpa. Good evening, Knight Kiel, and I wish you good health."

The young man named Bobo performed the etiquette toward Kiel that a businessman would perform when meeting a noble. His movements were standard and smooth. It was obvious that he came from a good family background and had received corresponding etiquette education since childhood.

Kil tapped his chest with his right hand as a simple courtesy when wearing armor.

With a smile on his lips, he raised his chin and said to the no longer crazy robber Will: "What about this robber?"

Will's face was originally a little pale due to blood loss, but after listening to Keir's words, it still turned a little rosy. Although it was out of anger, but for the female people in the team to see it, it is estimated that tonight The sound of water would make me unable to sleep all night.

"Please don't insult me, I'm not a bandit."

Will said with a serious voice.

Kil shook his head: "But I remember the last time I talked to you clearly, your identity was just a bandit. Or, kill my men and help the notorious mountain wolf Barney, you Can you say that you are not a bandit?"

Will gritted his teeth and insisted: "I have never killed a businessman or a citizen on the trade road. That mountain wolf Barney was just a friend I met on the road. I was hunted down and had no way to go before I took refuge. Him. But I promise that when I follow Barney the Mountain Wolf, I will only be responsible for the security of his bandit gang's lair, and participating in the battle with other bandits."

After hearing this, Kil laughed angrily: "So, during the days when you were a bandit, you actually killed a lot of bandits? Oh~ I have to thank you on behalf of the managers of Whitestone City Wall Level and Dorne Town, right? ?”

Hearing the sarcasm in Knight Kil's tone, Will swayed and was about to leave.

He had just taken a few steps angrily when two voices stopped him.

"Robber Will, did I let you go? Come back!"

This was what Kiel shouted. As soon as he finished speaking, seven or eight armed people with swords and knives nearby who were responsible for guarding Kiel's knight's camp pulled out their weapons and blocked the road.

"Will! How did you promise me before you came here! Please come back and make things clear! You only have this one chance, one chance!"

This was the voice of the old businessman from Fentigia. His voice was very weak and therefore not loud. However, Kil noticed that Will, who was ignoring the surrounding situation, stopped after hearing the old businessman's words.

It seemed that the injuries on his body were serious, and the hostility from the people around him did not frighten Will at all, and his departure did not slow down at all. He might die under a knife, but it seemed that he would die, and this young man didn't care about it.

Death, like madness, seemed to be a spontaneous means of escape for this young man to escape from the pressure that was crushing him.

-

The young man stood still, and walked back step by step as the swords around him stared at him.

It seemed that the swords around him were like the air, without threat or weight.

Kil snorted, waved his hand, and asked the people around him to put away their weapons: "I can cut such a guy in two with one sword. Don't worry, everyone, just go back and rest and work."

Hearing what Knight Kiel said, the onlookers who knew the knight's strength all left. However, this place was only a few steps away from Kiel's new camp, so the armed people guarding the camp did not go far, and still stood by and stared at it.

After Will came back, he still stood beside the old businessman. His eyes did not meet the knight Kiel who was looking over. Instead, he looked down slightly at the grass on the ground that had been trampled repeatedly by everyone.

"Ahem, Knight Kiel, that's it."

The old businessman felt that he could not let two capable and temperamental young people talk alone. If he wanted to solve the opportunity he mentioned and let Will integrate into the refugee team, he had to convince the leader of the refugee team, the Kiel Knight. OK.

"Will suddenly woke up from his madness when bandits attacked the team. He killed three brutal bandits in a row. Although I can't say that the good boys in our team are worthless, I believe you understand this. What does it mean?" The old businessman spoke slowly. His voice was not loud, but fortunately the two people beside him could hear him clearly, and Kil, who was listening to him, also had sensitive ears.

"Hmph, three bandits' lives are exchanged for the life of one of my subordinates." Keir exhaled: "Huh... I can't say that if these two things are put on the scale, one of my lives can equal the three lives of the bandits. . In fact, I thank you for solving the three bandits, but I can't forget how you cut off my neck with a sword."

The young man Will raised his chin slightly and said slowly: "Then there's nothing to say? Mr. Fintig, that's it."

"Wait a minute."

It was the old businessman who stopped him: "Wait a minute, Knight Kiel has forgiven you."

The young man Will glanced at Keir in surprise: "When?"

Keir also quickly spoke: "When did I forgive him? I never said that! Don't talk nonsense. We are all decent people and we must speak responsibly."

The old businessman smiled and said to Keir: "Master Knight, I believe I can make a guarantee here on behalf of this young man. He accidentally joined the bandit gang before. Although it was a helpless move due to the situation, he did not directly harm innocent people. people. But I believe that in our team, he will definitely be able to use his skills to provide strength to the team. Will, don’t you think so?"

The young man Will was startled. It seemed that he had not heard words that were so considerate of him for a long, long time. He seemed to be remembering the days long ago. But he quickly came to his senses and looked at the old businessman beside him.

The old businessman was waiting for his response, looking at him expectantly with a pair of cloudy eyes. And these eyes are like a pair of solid arms that can pull people out of the mire, reliable and full of hope for life.

"Yes...yes." Taking a breath, the young man Will raised his head, looked into the eyes of Knight Kiel, looked into his eyes, and affirmed in loud words: "Yes! I will use my Strength, protect this army of people and obey your orders!"

He paused, and then added: "I swear on my family!"

Keir raised his head back: "Family? What family?"

Hearing these words, Will hesitated, not knowing whether to tell his life experience. That was a truth that could destroy this small team of hundreds of people.

However, the old businessman coughed twice and said slowly: "Will, this is the Kingdom of Saint Holes. Knight Kiel and I believe that no matter where you come from, they will definitely have no control over this newly established but extremely powerful kingdom. .”

After hearing this, Will nodded and sat cross-legged on the grass, as if the pressure of telling his life story made him unable to stand.

"I come from the Union Kingdom in the South..."