It was around three o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun was still the hottest.
The bandits, who had just gained a "big victory" at the cost of more than a dozen deaths, gathered together and drank low-quality drinks.
A strong man with a thick beard that almost covered his entire face suddenly drank the ale in the wooden cup in his hand.
He slammed the cup on the table and howled hoarsely with a drunken voice.
"Let me tell you, if we had just gone together and surrounded that old guy, there would be no need for so many people to die. Although there are fewer people and less money, but...but, it would be a loss...a loss of face!"
Next to him, a skinny man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks gave the bearded man a slap on the back of his head.
"Well, Sean, weren't you the fastest to escape when the old knight was killing people like crazy? Why didn't you get there yourself?"
"I wonder if your useless muscles can still jam the apprentice knight's sword, and then we can kill him and avenge you at the same time, ah, right, Mr. Sean who escaped?"
"How...how can you call the robber thing an escape...? How can you, Billy, talk nonsense out of thin air?"
The bearded man named Sean made a hesitant excuse, and his face suddenly turned red.
I don't know if he drank too much or was angry because of embarrassment, but he aroused happy laughter from the side.
"No...I'm not as familiar with you guys. I, I'm going to the toilet."
There was probably a real internal emergency that needed to be resolved. Amidst everyone's laughter, Sean ran to a corner of the house.
When it was still a village, there were generally things like toilets.
But now the bandits don't know how to farm, and they are not willing to work hard to fix these things that they think are useless, so it has become the norm to deal with them anywhere.
In his heart, he was very dissatisfied with Billy's ridicule to him, but Sean did not have the good eloquence to refute. Sean was very aggrieved. Whenever he was aggrieved, he would think of the past.
Before he became a robber, Sean was the strongest boy in the village. The blacksmith's beautiful daughter Wendy liked him very much.
At that time, relying on his strength, he was good at herding cattle, resisting things, and blacksmithing, and he was a highly regarded presence among his peers.
Thinking about it carefully, I occasionally think that I should stop being a robber at that time, marry Wendy, and be an honest farmer. It would be good to have enough food, clothing, and a beautiful wife.
However, Sean, who was opening the gate to release water, quickly shook his head and shook off this idea.
Wendy has long... Moreover, the pleasure of killing others, even he, who is considered a coward among the bandits, cannot restrain the impulse and pleasure of dominating others.
He licked his tongue with a perverted curve at the corner of his mouth. Tomorrow, the old knight's squire could be left to them to play with.
Boss Obi-Wan rarely gave him the opportunity to torture and kill prisoners. This time, it may be because too many people were killed, and his anger could not be suppressed.
Thinking of tomorrow's fun, he couldn't help but tremble slightly all over, and he was so excited that he couldn't control himself.
Then, a long sword stabbed silently from his back and penetrated his heart.
Blood spurted out from the gap between the blade and the flesh, and Sean tried to scream.
But a crossbow arrow pierced his throat quickly, turning the scream he was about to scream into a leaking "ho ho ho".
Then, when he was trying to use his last bit of strength to make a final struggle against the trapped beast, a strong hand grabbed his head.
There was a huge force, and with a click, Sean's consciousness completely dissipated into the endless darkness.
Looking at the corpse in front of her with her heart pierced, her neck pierced by a crossbow arrow, and her head turned back weirdly, Aivia's whole body was trembling.
Killing someone with your own hands... this word seemed very, very far away from him. Growing up in a noble family, it was almost difficult for him to understand this word.
Although it is not taken seriously and we know that dead people are very common, we still have never seen the bleeding of murder with our own eyes...
His first murder? "Ugh~" Unspeakable nausea brewed in his heart.
The discomfort of killing people made him completely unable to stop the instinctive discomfort and dizziness he felt when seeing the death of his kind.
So vomiting occurred spontaneously, but I hadn't eaten anything in the past few days, so the only air and sound came out of retching.
"You don't have to react so loudly, Aivia. Either they die or we die. Your archery skills are very good. Having you here is really a big help."
Wang Yu stood next to Ivia and patted the guy's back hard twice. The force was not very strong, but it almost knocked Ivia to the ground. Wang Yu couldn't help but sigh again at the thinness of this guy's body.
Two powerful slaps, although he almost lost his breath, the nausea of killing someone for the first time finally got better.
"I'm fine, thank you. It's just, it's just a little hard to accept for the time being. I will adapt, yes, I will adapt..."
Aivia calmed down and expressed her gratitude to Wang Yu for his help.
"Okay, then let's deal with this quickly. Just remove the blood and soil together."
Seeing that Aivia calmed down and quickly expressed that everything was fine, Wang Yu gave a thumbs up in his heart.
He quite likes this kind of person. It doesn't matter if he doesn't know how to do it or doesn't adapt to it. The most important thing is to learn.
The two people quickly started to arrange it as agreed.
According to Wang Yu's secret observation, the layout here is a pattern of a small village surrounded by a shabby wall.
Although it was just a shabby wall that probably couldn't stop even a cow, the watchtowers on the four corners were quite impressive. Wang Yu had no confidence that he would not be discovered when he got close to the wall.
The overall layout here is very loose, and the bandits can't be said to be undisciplined, but they always give Wang Yu a professional feel in key places.
That wall and sentry tower is like that. The wall is obviously very shabby, but the sentry tower is very important and useful. It can be said that it completely captures the key point.
However, the sentry tower will only observe people close to the wall and will not care about what is happening inside the village. This is also the result of Wang Yu's observation.
Therefore, if you want to escape, you must start from the inside. If you force your way out through the wall, you will definitely attract the attention of Obi-Wan and the Master, and it will be impossible to escape.
So what Wang Yu has to do is to kill Obi-Wan and the Master, and then break through these rabble.
And now he is executing the first step of the plan.
Attract the attention of the enemy bandits who have little fighting ability, and then give them something good to drink.
"Why did Sean stay there for so long? Is it blocked by something down there?"
Billy showed a lewd smile and laughed at Sean's slowness while drinking.
This short and thin guy was jealous of Sean's physique before, but when Sean was so deflated, he felt no guilt in mocking him.
"Bang!" The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground and breaking appeared in everyone's ears.
"Huh? What's that sound? Did Sean drink too much and passed out? He only drank so much. This is so funny."
Immediately some of the robbers began to laugh.
"Anyway, let's go take a look first. It's fun to see Sean make a fool of himself."
Naturally, Billy would not let go of this opportunity to laugh at Sean.
"Okay, look at this big stupid bear." The other robbers were also happy to watch.
A group of people, while teasing Sean, walked towards the place where the sound came from.
When I got to the place, I saw no one, but I smelled the aroma of wine.
A box had a large opening, and a glass bottle inside contained amber-colored clear wine, which looked very tempting.
At this time, a pile of wine bottles rolled out from the crack in the box, some of which were broken, and the wine flowed all over the floor. The strong aroma of wine wafted on the noses of these drunkards.
"Is this...isn't this the "amber drops" that Boss Obi-Wan brought? How...why are they here." Someone among the bandits immediately asked.
"Yes, why are they here? Didn't the boss put them in the cellar?" Someone replied blankly.
"If Boss Obi-Wan knew, he would definitely hack us to death..." Some people were very scared.
Billy in the crowd was a little stunned at first, and then fearful, fearful of Obi-Wan's anger. His physical condition was extremely poor, and he was very timid at the deepest level.
But then, his eyes suddenly lit up and he let out a loud voice.
"It's Sean, it must be this guy. He drank too much, so he wanted to steal the boss's good wine and secretly move this thing out of the cellar."
"I didn't expect that the box broke when I was trying to steal a few bottles. This guy must have been so frightened that he stole a few bottles and ran away. He is worthy of being called "Shaun on the Run."
"Boss will definitely not be able to spare him. Why don't we drink first and then push all the problems to Sean later!"
After Billy's words, the robbers immediately reacted.
Yes, weren't they originally here to find Sean? Regardless of whether this matter is what Billy analyzed, there is absolutely no problem in passing the blame to Sean.
First of all, the wine has been thrown, and the boss's anger has nothing to do. Why not drink a few more sips and be happy, and then put all the problems on Sean.
In this way, after the boss tortures Sean and calms down, they won't be punished too horribly.
"Yes, that's Sean." The robbers immediately asked the question to the dead Sean who had been stuffed into the box forever, and they couldn't wait to open the drinks and start drinking.
"It's really good. I knew that the vigilance of the mob would not be very high. I didn't expect that someone would add drama to me."
Two pairs of eyes in the bushes in the distance were observing everything here, and Wang Yu spoke in an inexplicable tone.
"I didn't expect it to go so smoothly. When they drink these good wines, they will be finished..."
Wang Yu muttered to himself. He didn't expect it to go so smoothly. When he pretended to be faint and was sent to the cell, he heard the robbers discussing the wine Obi-Wan had placed in the cellar.
He naturally came up with the plan to steal this thing and drug it.
But how to get them to drink became the biggest problem. He shared this with Aivia, so there was such a scene as "the wine box was accidentally broken".
"Aivia, you are really helpful." Wang Yu patted Aivia on the shoulder and gave him a thumbs up to express his appreciation.
"Well, after all, we are cooperating," Aivia responded with some embarrassment.
"Ha, my quick thinking ability is very poor. Thanks to you, I will leave it to you to advise me on the next plan."
Wang Yu is very confident about his IQ, so he can come up with a plan, but forget about the details.
He had planned to make a few bottles of good medicine to see if these guys would be fooled, but Aivia's advice helped him a lot.
"Well, leave it to me." I don't know if it was an illusion, but Aivia looked quite happy.
"But, Wang Yu, are the grass you planted really reliable?"
"You mean those grasses? No problem. This kind of "Wailing Breath" grass is the grass that grows from the resentment powder after the death of a very resentful ghost. Although it is not a magic potion, it is close."
"I managed to get a small bottle of this grass powder..."
"A spoonful the size of a fingernail can make a weak-willed person fall into hallucination. Although I can't verify the effect even if I eat a pound, I checked with the information dealer when I was in the tavern." Wang Yu replied. Aivia’s question.
Aivia was relieved after hearing this. When she heard this guy talk about strategies before, she knew that this guy had a chaotic character.
Putting aside the question of what the plan was, Aivia was really crazy when Wang Yu took out a small notebook he kept close to his body and showed him the various herbs and some strange minerals drawn on it.
The painting above can only be described as abstract, and perhaps only Wang Yu himself can understand it. However, Wang Yu himself frankly admitted that his painting skills were not good, but he tried his best to draw the characteristics of those things.
I took a brief look at this small book that Wang Yu used to record various things he encountered during his adventures with the old knight in the wild.
I found that Wang Yu made great progress from the really messy illustrations and annotations at the beginning to being able to roughly understand the features after dozens of pages.
Aivia also has to admire Wang Yu's seriousness. He is really willing to learn and practice.
Of course, what was more surprising was Wang Yu's damn willpower. When he was rescued by this guy from the dungeon, he was surprised by the wounds on his body.
Although being able to move can be explained by a good physique, the pain... Aivia couldn't help but tremble when she thought of the pain it would bring. Also, are you serious about eating a pound of "Wailing Breath"?
But while they were communicating, the drinking robbers over there began to have trouble.
First, a drunk guy suddenly showed a frightened expression, and kept shouting as if he wanted to shout something, but nothing came out.
He grabbed his neck with both hands, vomit kept spewing out of his mouth, his eyes were wide open and bloodshot, and the protruding eyeballs almost exploded out of their sockets.
As time went on, his symptoms began to deepen, and the skin on his face showed a dense blue-black blood vessel texture.
The extremely frightened expression also began to change into an indescribable and weird smile.
The frightened eyes and the slightly raised corners of the mouth made Aivia, who was observing here, feel frightened.
He couldn't help but turn his head and glance at Wang Yu next to him, but this guy had already held the sword in one hand and the shield in the other with a serious face, ready to go up and kill.
Noticing Aivia looking at him, Wang Yu nodded, and then entered the stage of preparation before killing again.
Infected by Wang Yu, Aivia calmed down, swallowed, picked up the crossbow, and was ready to charge.
As the drug took effect, the drunken robbers began to behave more and more strangely.
Most of them stuck their necks, and their faces, which originally had blue-gray veins due to the effects of the medicine, have now turned purple due to suffocation. Their arms are full of veins, and it can be seen that they are using very hard.
When they were about to suffocate, the strange expressions on the faces of these robbers faded away, revealing extremely ferocious expressions.
This is the expression shown by someone who is fighting to the death, as if he is fighting against something in his body.
They want to make a sound, want to scream, want to roar, but no, the properties of the herb "Wailing Breath" are exactly opposite to those of ghosts that can scream wraiths. Once they take it, they can't even think of making a sound. .
The remnants of the ghost will allow these poor guys to see the things that scare them the most, to the point that they are unwilling to face it even if they commit suicide. The more determined people are, the less likely they will be affected by this herb.
But it's a pity that few of these robbers have strong willpower. With the addition of drunkenness, their willpower is at its lowest point.
Facing the "Breath of Wrong Souls" powder refined by Wang Yu, he had basically no power to resist. He could only strangle himself silently in endless panic.
This is a very suitable way of death for these scum.
The expressions of several of the robbers also became ferocious, trying to fight against their bodies. The panic caused by hallucinations and the panic caused by the sudden awakening of the current situation were doubly destroying their minds.
The will to survive on the verge of death allowed them to temporarily regain some control of their bodies.
But when one of the guys was about to scream in terror, "Help!...", as soon as he uttered one word, his head was cut off by a long sword, and blood sprayed half a meter high.
Another unlucky guy looked at this scene with a ferocious expression, and he was even more frightened and wanted to scream.
But before he could utter the first syllable, a crossbow arrow shot from his eye socket into his head, completely shattering the guy's consciousness and all his words were suppressed in his throat.
Wang Yu coldly chopped off the heads of the guys one after another who seemed to be wailing when they were about to die. The silent hunter hunted these guys who couldn't wailing...
