The three jungle natives were very combat-minded, holding axes, and approached Lucius in coordination, staring closely at the well-made sword blade in the man's hand.
Lucius lowered his head, said lazily and rather disdainfully:
"You native dogs in the jungle, do you understand the language of our Siyat people?"
"How about telling me some information about the Blood Order. As far as I know, your people are all over the east coast. There are thousands of them, but they have never been unified."
He tried to communicate but no one answered. There was only burning and urgent hatred in the eyes of the three jungle natives.
"Well, if you don't want to communicate, forget it."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lucius's body suddenly rushed out. He was obviously wearing a steel breastplate, but his movement speed was extremely fast.
He always preferred to attack directly during the "conversation phase".
Thrust, a simple and very practical move.
Lucius's physical fitness was beyond the scope of ordinary people. The eyes of the three jungle natives were dazzled when they saw that one of them had been pierced through the chest with a long sword.
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"
The other two jungle natives who reacted were so angry that they raised their axes high and attacked Lucius almost simultaneously.
Lucius suddenly drew out the blood-stained sword, used his legs and jumped several meters away, easily dodging the attack.
The two jungle natives were stunned for a moment, feeling like they were playing hide-and-seek with a nimble black cat, and then felt fear welling up.
Could that man be a transcendent?
"ha!"
Lucius rushed forward again and swung his sword. The huge force combined with the sharp blade violently smashed the neck bone into pieces, and a head belonging to a jungle native flew backwards.
The last jungle native turned around and wanted to run, but his thigh and leg bones were broken by the sword. He fell to the ground wailing and struggled.
The whole battle lasted less than ten seconds. Lucius couldn't help but smile and sighed: "If it were half a year ago, I'm afraid it would really be a fierce battle."
His five senses, strength, speed, reaction, flexibility, and even weapons and equipment have all been improved. Today is different from the past.
The battle ended easily without even using the power of the protective rune.
at the same time.
Karl's consciousness silently observed everything. He possessed Lucius's body and wanted to know more about what the only adult man in the Fisher family would do next.
Lucius appears to be harmless to humans and animals, and even makes many people think that he is kind-hearted, but in fact he is a cruel and ruthless man.
"Hey, don't try to escape. I still have many things to ask you."
Lucius smiled and squatted beside the jungle natives who were wailing in pain, his tone full of the most primitive malice.
The surrounding atmosphere seemed to be freezing cold, and the jungle natives trembled all over, suddenly realizing that the man in front of them had evil blood flowing in them!
He had a devilish smile on his face!
In the poor Dongcheng District of Nasir Town, a young wine vendor in a shanty wooden house squatted at home, waiting for news, frowning and pacing.
The jungle natives suddenly approached him last week, hoping to provide information about the Fisher family.
The wine seller refused the jungle natives without hesitation on the spot, and even angrily threatened to go to the patrol team in Nasir town. During the six months of getting along with him, Lucius had been very generous, taking good care of him, and even helped him. Dealing with two harassments by thieves' gangs.
He couldn't betray like this.
Unfortunately, the jungle natives added more chips to their promise and fiercely took out their weapons.
The wine seller finally realized that he couldn't refuse. Originally, he only wanted to provide some information about the Fisher family without involving too many matters on both sides.
However, he was shocked to learn that as long as he tricked Lucius into coming to the designated place at the port, he would be rewarded with a gold coin!
He paced back and forth and muttered to himself: "The deposit, all I got now is a deposit of five silver coins, my gold coins, gold coins!"
"Your gold coins?"
The young wine vendor suddenly heard a familiar voice. He felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. He wanted to escape but his hands and feet became weak.
"What's wrong with you? Don't be afraid. We are friends after all."
Lucius suddenly appeared with a smile, grabbed him like a small animal and dragged him out of the house.
The young wine vendor was about to shout for help when he suddenly heard a vicious threat.
"Don't shout, otherwise you and your brother will be dead!"
When the neighbors saw the old mercenary wearing armor and holding a sword, they all avoided him. No one came to help at all.
With no way to escape, the young wine vendor was taken away limply by Lucius.
"Tell me, what's going on? If what you say doesn't match his, then you will die."
In a hidden alley, when the young wine seller saw the corpse of the jungle native who was tortured and killed, the blood vessels in his body almost froze.
He shouted in extreme fear: "I will tell you everything! Can you let me go after I finish speaking? Please let me go! I have a younger brother at home!"
Lucius nodded calmly, took a deep breath, and said without hesitation and solemnly: "Of course, I will let you go, because deep down in my heart I still regard you as a friend!"
"I will never break my promise, don't worry!"
The young wine vendor stayed for a long time, then shed tears of repentance and told everything, truly regretting what he had done.
The more Lucius listened, the more he frowned. The jungle natives had almost identified the person responsible for the original incident, and they seemed to know a lot about the current situation of the Fisher family.
According to the tortured jungle native, it seems that several feuding priests within the Blood Order have reached an agreement. Whoever can take revenge on the Fisher family will get the old priest's territory and resources.
It is undoubtedly an extremely bad fact that the Fischer family has been completely targeted.
The young wine vendor relaxed a little and smiled reluctantly: "I've said it all, Lucius, please let me go. I still have a younger brother at home. I will definitely make it up to you in a few days."
"OK."
The moment the young wine vendor smiled, Lucius nodded expressionlessly and quickly hit his head with his sword. The bright red blood and white brains immediately splashed to the surrounding walls.
The traitor is even more hateful than the enemy. The traitor must be killed. If the wine dealer does not die and lets the news spread, anyone will dare to betray a member of the Fisher family in the future!
After searching and disposing of the corpses, Lucius looked uncertain, and immediately came to the young wine seller's house, sitting silently on a chair.
Until dusk, the wine seller's brother returned home with a pile of wild fruits. The young man looked ordinary, only a few years older than Lucius's son.
"who are you?"
The young man who had just returned from collecting wild fruits was stunned. The man waiting silently at home was not his brother, but a stranger he had never met.
Lucius in the shadows sat on the chair extremely calmly, with no expression on his angular face.
Someone saw him taking the liquor dealer away from here. Lucius knew very well that the seeds of hatred had been planted, and even people who seemed not to be in danger must be vigilant.
Even an extraordinary person would die due to the conspiracy of mortals. He knew how to cut off the so-called chain of hatred in advance, so he showed a trustworthy smile.
"Your brother is looking for you. He has too many goods to move. Let me take you over to help."
The young man was doubtful, but nodded.
"OK, all right."
Lucius took the boy away from the house, and neither of them ever came back.
As night fell, the taverns in Nasir's town resounded with the noisy voices of sailors.
The patrol team in Nasir Town is led by the local Sheriff. The Sheriff himself is a member of the Baron Hoven family and is responsible for maintaining the most basic security in the town.
After disposing of the body, Lucius immediately went to the city hall of Nasir Town, found the department where the patrol team members were located, and took out a silver coin from his arms with a smile and handed it to the patrol team members.
"Well, thank you for your hard work. I am Lucius from the Fisher family. I got some fine wine from the wine merchant and want to share it with the Sheriff."
He was not afraid that the matter would spread. Killing those who colluded with cult groups was in line with the legal principles of the Seat Kingdom and the major righteous churches. However, Lucius knew very well that even if it was legal and reasonable, proper management was still necessary.
Several people in the patrol looked at him in confusion. The man's smiling face was still stained with blood.
"Don't be so serious, everyone."
The leading member of the patrol nodded, swallowed, reached out to hold Lucius' hand holding the silver coin, and smiled:
"Mr. Lucius, the Sheriff will definitely be interested in the wine you mentioned."
