The girl's slender white arms are twisted behind her back at a weird angle, and look at that soft and attractive body.
——It doesn’t look like it could cause any harm.
"Sir, she...she is an evil witch! She can kill people without using her hands!"
The young soldiers revealed the reasons for their fear.
He was not just talking. The heavily armored soldiers who were still mourning now and the injured and dead left behind along the way were all good examples.
Those people were killed by various trees, but no one was injured by the girl's hand.
"Witch? Can you kill someone without using your hands?"
Knight Benson kicked the green-haired girl helplessly on the ground without mercy.
Snap!
The girl's delicate body rolled repeatedly in the water stains mixed with horse dung and blood. Her arms were like pendulum willows fluttering in the wind, following the weak swing of her body.
But even so, those bright eyes were still full of hatred.
Knight Benson ignored the painful expression on his beautiful face, leaned over and asked coldly: "Why did you attack us!"
"..."
The girl seemed to understand his question, staring with green eyes and muttering some weird language.
"She must be cursing us!" A soldier said with a look of horror.
Another soldier quickly echoed: "Sir, kill her quickly!"
"Yes, we need to bleed blood from her left foot, mix it with white cow dung and smear it all over her body!"
"It's so scary. Why are there monsters like witches in the world!"
Just as everyone was condemning in unison, an unsociable voice broke the harmony:
"That...sir, she...speaks like the language from the other side of the mountain."
Knight Benson ignored the other soldiers, looked back at the young soldier, and asked indifferently: "Can you understand?"
The young soldier looked around, with a shy blush on his face. He shrank his neck and whispered: "I... learned a few words. She seemed to have said the word 'elk' just now... As for the rest, I just I can’t hear it anymore.”
The soldiers were suddenly in an uproar.
"She must be cursing us with the soul of an elk!"
"Little Mil, thank you for having me!"
"What should we do now?"
"We have killed all the elk that were too stupid to run away, and there is no deer blood left to use!"
"I wonder if these deer skins can break the curse? There is too much venison, and it's almost all burned."
"Why did you propose to burn all the venison at that time? You could just keep it for the serfs to eat!"
"Bah! Those bastards have no right to eat venison!"
…
"enough!"
Knight Benson was too lazy to listen to these stupid conversations and asked the personal guard on the side: "Are those elves okay?"
The personal guard took a few steps forward and replied in a low voice: "The first one has fled in chaos. You have already sent people to send people back with fast horses for the three that were found later. They should still be there now." on the way."
"That's good."
Knight Benson thought for a moment, then turned back and continued to order: "Go find an iron cage and lock up this so-called witch. I will personally guard it."
"The others go and count the wounded."
"Also, go see if the carriage is still usable. Those weird stones wrapping the elves must be treasures, and they must be put back."
Grain 跶/span "If the carriage is really not enough, throw away the deer skins and make room for the carriage dragging the deer skins."
The personal guard hesitated: "But the value of those deer skins is not low! Isn't it a pity to lose them like this?"
These deer skins have not been treated and are left where they are, which will inevitably attract animals. Coupled with wind and rain, it will not take long for these skins to become torn and damaged.
The slight injury on his body did not have any impact on Knight Benson. He asked with a normal expression: "Do you understand?"
"Understood!" The personal guard nodded fiercely.
"Go ahead."
The personal guard began to convey the order step by step, but Knight Benson stepped on the girl's body to prevent her from making any moves. At the same time, he changed his breathing rhythm and began to recover from the minor injuries in his body.
In fact, he didn't know whether the girl with algae-green hair was a wizard, and he couldn't guarantee whether the girl could release the curse.
But whether the girl is or is not, can or cannot, Knight Benson is not afraid!
What if a weak person defeated by him can release the curse?
His master, Lord Viscount Corey, can also contact many powerful wizards!
Knight Benson did not forget what Viscount Corey told him.
For Viscount Corey, the most important thing is to possess items with extraordinary power, rather than simply acquiring gold coins.
Viscount Corey has plenty of pure gold coins!
"Such a witch who can cast spells should be of considerable value, right?"
"How much reward can I get from Lord Viscount?"
"Smallness is no longer just a gold coin!"
"If I could... have another bottle of that mysterious potion!"
"In this way...my son, Ferrie Benson, can also become a knight!"
"As long as this continues, the name 'Benson' will definitely be passed down as a noble surname!"
Just as Knight Benson, full of lofty aspirations, was dreaming of a better future, a harsh whistling sound suddenly came from the sky.
"What it is?"
The busy soldiers stopped what they were doing and looked up curiously.
No one present had heard this strange sound, which naturally included Knight Benson.
Just when Knight Benson also looked up, he didn't notice that the girl on the ground suddenly moved.
…
The route from the dryad territory to Perrin Manor only crosses the edge of the viscounty territory. Except for some scattered small villages, there are not many traces of other human activities.
Because of this, Yaro quickly noticed the convoy with heavy casualties on the ground.
"Huh? The token is heating up!"
Even without opening the green leaves, Yaro knew that he must have received some kind of message.
Not in the forest, only when the distance is very close, the emerald jade can receive the message sent by the white deer.
In other words... there's a good chance the white deer is down there!
"alert!"
A heavily armored man below shouted sharply, and the crowd who were watching curiously suddenly became calm. They raised various weapons and quickly gathered together.
With just this action, Yaro was sure that this was a regular army that had been trained for a long time!
It is impossible for ordinary militiamen to train to this level!
Ordinary nobles would not train the cannon fodder they summoned for this seemingly inconspicuous summoning action to respond to the enemy!
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