Chapter 115: CH115

The security of the Anse Empire is generally good, but the caravans that frequently travel to and from the entire continent still encounter some troubles.
Like the Asian continent, there are mercenaries on this continent, because there are too many transcendents, and the transcendent market is relatively mature. Even if there are some unexplored areas, not many transcendents need to risk their lives. There is no such thing as "adventurous" in exploration.
However, the various mercenary guilds of the Anse Empire and the Xia Dynasty's darts business have always been very good.
Like Payson carrying so much cargo this time, in theory, at least dozens of mercenaries should be hired to pass, but he did n’t ... because there is no need, the real previous things are stuffed into Eagle ’s small suitcase Carry with you, the value of the goods in the convoy is not so high, and the skeletons are not without combat power.
If you can save a little, there is a little left, there is no need to waste money at all.
The town they are in seems to be thriving, but not far away is a thief ’s lair. This group of thieves has not been concentrated there for a long time. It has always been cautious and careful. Never touch them, so no one has killed them.
This time the tops of Pessen and Eagle are actually half of the reason because they look so good. Eagle has a very obvious aristocratic temperament and is too young, much like that. The young master came out to experience playing. This kind of "fatty sheep" is absolutely rare. According to their experience, the goods carried by such people are generally of great value. Not only that, even if the goods are lost, they will not be so tempted-young people still want to face Yes, some young masters of the aristocratic family will obviously not return the goods after they have lost the goods. They will even make up for the loss for the sake of family status.
Because the Gubez the Great of the Ansel Empire is a very practical person, the Ansel Empire pays attention to practical ability from top to bottom, and those young nobles are often required to make some achievements in order to seek higher Family status.
Although this group of thieves don't understand these things well, but one of them is a noble noble. This clever kid knows the aristocracy quite well, so he encouraged other thieves to start this caravan together.
"Here." The little thief gestured, and a group of people marched quietly in the darkness.
Although they are not masters among the extraordinary, they are quite familiar with this set. Even if someone stronger than them comes, they may not be able to do better than them.
"The breath of this group of mercenaries is a little weird," one thief said cautiously.
The little man in front didn't even care, "Although the breath is strange, but it's not strong, is it?"
"Really ... not too strong."
They watched it for a while, and found nothing strange. They stared at the eyes of Eagle and Payson. The two of them had entered the tavern and sat down. The critical young master did n’t need anything, but for him. The servant of Xia Ren asked for a glass of ale, and it seemed that the two would not leave the tavern in a short time.
"Do it!"
In the darkness, Peixe squatted against the wall, his eyes round and round, and he didn't understand what the group was about to do. That's a group of scary dark creatures! Not even it dared to get too close to them, is this group of stupid guys going to steal things under the eyes of the skeletons?
Um ... doesn't look like stealing, is it to grab?
The little man rushing to the front was rushing up very excitedly. At this time, a chilling horror feeling suddenly hit his spine, although he had not yet discovered what was going on, he stopped reflectively. pace.
"What's the matter?" A thief who followed immediately asked strangely.
The little thief wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. "Have you felt that this group of guys in black cloaks are a bit wrong?"
"Jim just said that their breath is weird."
"It's not a matter of breath, you look at their heads-is it my illusion or what's going on, I feel they are all in our direction, looking at us?"
As soon as these words were spoken, all the thieves felt a little creepy!
They are still some distance away from the side of the convoy, which is logically impossible to find in their own right.
Besides, if they have already been found, how could this group of mercenaries still be standing still, quietly as if they were a group of standing thin pillars?
In any case, they have to be vigilant, take a defensive posture, or even make a noise and try to alarm the guard.
It seemed as though they had been found in a state of silence.
"They did move." A thief with a slightly stronger observation said, "Their cloak ... just shook his head."
One of the oldest thieves in the crowd said angrily, "Looking at the cloaks, they know that they are not looking here. Even if they look here, they are blocked by their cloaks! Do not scare yourself. "
The little thief patted his chest. "That's the same thing."
They approached again, and the little man stopped again, making the older thieves a little impatient. "What the hell!"
"Ike was right ... their cloak hats really shook, and they were all brushed together ... as if their heads were turning under the cloak hats, old Owen--" the little man said, saying he had some shocked.
The older thief Owen sneered, as if mocking his timidity, "Give up, I will explore the way this time."
The little thief shrank silently behind him.
"Coward." While muttering, the experienced thief quickly approached the team's position.
The thieves are no longer talking, they are too close here, and a certain sound will definitely be noticed by the other party.
Quietly sneaking behind a mercenary guard, at this time, Owen also clearly saw that the cloak in front of him moved a little, as if the other party was aware of it, he immediately reacted, and quickly and quickly rolled down the other's cloak. 'S dagger should be wiped accurately to the neck of the person in front of him!
This is the normal way for a thief to wipe his neck. The other party wears a hooded cloak. Only after the opponent's cloak hat is lifted can he ensure that his dagger is accurately applied to the other party's neck. It happened before that a hair raised the cloak high and the neck was too short. A thief went down directly with a dagger and wiped it on the other's mouth, giving the other enough space to fight back.
Although the low-level thieves are also extraordinary, they are not strong enough to cut off the head of another extraordinary, but in any case, the neck is still a deadly point.
Old Owen is not only experienced, but also quite decisive.
However, the sight in the next moment scared him and almost screamed!
It stands to reason that he lifted the other's cloak hat from behind and saw that it should be the back of the head or the head that turned slightly.
But now it was a pale and bloodless face facing him!
If you look closely, this is not a normal face, but a mask that looks very strange, with curved eyes that seem to smile and lips that are drooping down.
The mask is white, and it is particularly conspicuous in the dark. However, this is not the most terrible place. The most terrible thing is how can someone's head turn 180 degrees and face the direction behind him?
However, Owen is a veteran veteran after all. Although he was taken aback, he quickly wiped the dagger toward the neck of the guy wearing the strange mask in front of him!
The next moment he was stunned, because his dagger didn't have the feeling of cutting flesh and blood, but instead seemed to hit a hard bone and made a "dang" sound.
A round head flew out, the mask on his face naturally fell off, and Jim standing nearby not screamed politely, because he saw that this was a skull head, not only that, the other party's eyes were peeping The two red flames are suddenly disappearing.
The skull whose head was cut off didn't fall down because of it. It stood up staggeringly, seeming to be at a loss as to where his head was.
Essentially, the skeleton soldiers summoned by the Necromancer are undead creatures, and cutting off their heads will kill them.
Not only that, all the "people" in the black cloaks around stood up, they raised their heads, revealing the same strange and ridiculous mask on their faces, and the joint of "Kaka" sounded in the quiet and dark The environment sounds scalp tight.
With the permission of the summoners, they took off their cloaks and exposed the skeleton of Bai Sensen, and the flames in the two eyes under the mask became brighter.
"what--"
The screams were one after another, and the thieves were instantly frightened and fled.
Peisen was still sitting in the tavern. They found a relatively secluded corner. In addition to Eagle ’s noble and elegant aura, it seemed to ordinary people that he had a noble arrogance from head to toe, so Except for the redhead who worked in the tavern, who often gave Eagle an eye-catcher, no one bothered them.
"It's better not to try this kind of poor quality ale." Iger wouldn't drink anything here. In fact, he suggested that Pessen should not drink it either.
It does n’t really matter if Pei Sen, his body itself is generated by game data, and it is extremely resistant. Even if there is poison in it, there will be no problem. In addition, this pub seems to be quite famous nearby, and it seems to be pretty good. I decided to order a drink.
The redhead put a glass of ale on their table, then flicked a wink at Eagle.
To be honest, she doesn't look too good. The freckles near her nose are quite obvious, but her temperament is very charming and bright. In this town, she is regarded as one of the best beauties.
However, she teased the wrong person, and Eagle not only turned a blind eye to her wink, but also slightly turned her head slightly in disgust.
In this way, there are some gestures in the memory of the son of the church that the player sent to the forum.
However, at that time, the Son of God was sacred and inviolable, and it had its own ascetic aura, and Igle was not the Son of God ... It seems that this was originally his character, and it had nothing to do with his identity.
Seeing him like this, the redhead could only snort away.
Then Eagle held the glass of ale with a piece of white silk, and it seemed that the glass was too dirty. Then took out a transparent glass from the storage ring, poured the wine in, and put the cup with half a glass of ale on the silk handkerchief in front of Payson. Obviously, Iraq Geer felt that the table was not clean enough, so he signaled that Peisen could drink.
Although he did n’t want to let Pessen drink this kind of thing, since Pessen wanted to taste it, Eagle also reluctantly accepted his idea, and if Pessen had finished drinking, this white silk handkerchief and brand new Igle's cup is not ready to ask, just throw it away.
Eagle brought a lot of such daily necessities, enough for him to throw away once.
Payson: "..."
Suddenly he felt that he and Eagle had some--er, the difference in lifestyle habits that needed to be overcome.
At that moment, the thief staring at them at the door quickly slipped away, and a black cat jumped in the shadows and ran to the feet of Payson.
Payson and Eagle looked at each other, knowing that the outside things were probably resolved.
"It's too weak," Eagle said disdainfully.
Pei Sen smiled and said nothing.
In fact, as long as he thinks about the picture, he will feel terrible.
In essence, this is not a question of weakness or weakness!