Chapter 673: Memory Tampering (3)

At some point, a cold light was placed on Dick's neck. The guard in black behind him did not kill Dick on the spot, but picked up his neck with interest and dragged the huddled Dick to Wei. Ke Duo's side.

"Please...please don't kill me...please!"

"Third uncle, third uncle, please save me!"

At this watershed between life and death, the old blacksmith became Dick's only life-saving straw. Dick called out to Victor hysterically, hoping that this would help him win a mediocre life in the world.

"Damn it, this kid is innocent!"

"I believe you, which means...this kid has no value. Kill him!"

The blacksmith Victor's plea turned into a reminder for Dick. Dick was defined as worthless by the black guards. The only end was death. The fatal blade pointed directly at Dick's heart and stabbed it down!

Pfft...

The stalwart body tried his best to block the blade, and the gold coins in his arms were scattered on the ground. Dick's vision was spinning, and his body was rolling like melons and fruits scattered on the ground, and finally stopped when he hit the corner of the wall.

Dick was not dead, not even seriously injured. The black guard just left a layer of bright red on his clothes - that was the blood of the blacksmith Victor who shielded him from the knife.

Dick, who was dazed after being hit, didn't hear the rest of the conversation very clearly. However, just when the black guard wanted to force Xantos, the King of Nightmare Beasts, to submit at the cost of his and the old blacksmith's lives, Victor But he didn't want to become a burden, so he yelled for Xantos to run away regardless of his serious injuries.

Dick, who was shocked to realize that his life was in danger, completely ignored the kindness of the old blacksmith who had just fought so hard to save him. He crawled and hid behind the old blacksmith, and quietly poked the old blacksmith's wound with his finger, just to attack the black-clothed guard. Begging for mercy, don't let the old blacksmith talk anymore!

At this moment, a white figure broke into the blacksmith shop. It turned out to be Nick, the unicorn left by George on the shore. One white figure and one black figure intertwined. In Dick's jealous eyes, which were about to go crazy, the old blacksmith was successfully rescued by the unicorn Nick. Dick could only huddle in the corner and tremble.

Blade light!

Sword shadow!

magic!

Fighting!

The loud noise of the final explosion engulfed Dick's consciousness.

When he woke up again, it was already the morning of the next day. Dick was lying in the ruins. He had a lot of minor injuries all over his body, but his life was intact. Unfortunately, George, who came back, pulled him out of the ruins.

"Don't kill me! I'm innocent! Don't kill me!"

After these accidents and changes, Dick was already a little numb. He kept emphasizing his innocence, hoping to be safe this time.

However, the man in front of him completely ignored his cry and took him everywhere to look for the old blacksmith. The last thing he saw was a half-dead body with a lifeless body.

"Is it George?"

"It's me, Victor. Sorry, I'm late..."

"Young man, there is nothing to apologize for. This is all my own choice..."

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Dick was not interested in the conversation between George and this old man who was about to die. He just wanted to get away from this land of right and wrong. After confirming that the conversation between George and Victor was "getting better", Dick tiptoed. left here.

Dick could feel that there was murderous intent in George's eyes.

But why didn't I provoke him?

As long as I stay away from here, I can live again!