In the dark environment, Roddy couldn't see the sudden blush on Sally's face. He only felt her delicate fingers gently pinch him, and his heart finally let out a sigh of relief. But then, he still didn't realize the fact that he was now a "non-player". He had already started to check Sally's injuries in his own way.
The Roddy before he transmigrated was a lone ranger. Speaking of which, he rarely interacted with female players. Some "taboo" or "sensitive" behaviors were even less considered. So at this time, when he directly used his palm to feel Sally's body. He didn't seem to realize anything was wrong.
"Don't break any bones, or else it'll be troublesome. It'll be hard to walk anywhere if I break any bones. If I can't walk, I'll have to sacrifice my life here. It's really not worth it …"
While nagging, Roddy's hands seemed to be "molesting" the girl, but in fact, he was checking whether Sally had any broken bones. In fact, his heart wasn't as relaxed and calm as he showed just now. The current situation had deviated too much from the original plan. He hadn't adapted to the habits of a player, so at this time, he was almost no different from the previous ranger. He didn't think about social customs and etiquette. At this time, he only thought that Miss Sally, who died in this attack in history, wouldn't die so easily.
Rolling off a warhorse, this kind of huge momentum often caused people to suffer an unimaginable impact when they fell to the ground. When he rolled down just now, there were many scratches on his body and he cursed in pain, not to mention Sally who was unprepared and was sent flying.
Usually, in this kind of situation, if one was lucky, it would still result in broken bones. If one was unlucky, it was not impossible for one to directly break their neck.
After a simple check of her body, Roddy slightly frowned and finally confirmed that Sally's shoulder was dislocated. Fortunately, there were no broken ribs or other bones.
Rody heaved a sigh of relief and turned his head again. In the blurry darkness, the three sturdy figures gradually became clear.
"Stay there, don't move, don't make a sound!"
Roddy's words were very domineering. He didn't take the identity of Duke's daughter seriously at all. Standing up, he took a step forward and rushed towards the horn bows that were scattered not far away.
At this time, Roddy's HP was fully recovered, and his mental state was almost at its peak. The pleasure of returning to heaven from hell made him extremely excited. The leisurely posture from before appeared again. He skillfully and quickly drew his bow while humming the tune of "Calabash Brothers".
"Little Brother, Little Brother, Little Brother, Little Brother —"
An arrow shot out, and a figure twenty meters away was shot in the throat, silently falling to the ground.
"Hey, let's have sex with each other …"
Another arrow shot out. The orc, who was already eight meters away from Roddy, tried to dodge, but because of Roddy's precise prediction, the arrow pierced through his mouth.
The corpse twitched a few times when it fell to the ground, but Roddy's gaze did not linger on it for even a second.
Sally, who was only eight meters away from Roddy, tried to tilt her head, but could only see a figure covered in blood standing in the blurry darkness. The sound of the arrow piercing through the air was mixed with his strange singing. The horn bow in his hand was fully drawn again and again, and the enemies fell one after another.
After the three orcs fell to the ground and died, Roddy looked at their corpses and let out a sigh of relief. The accumulated feeling in his heart did not disappear because of the enemy's death, but rather, it became more uncomfortable.
It was not because of the audacity of these orcs. He was depressed because of Francis's "treason". Until now, he had already understood … if Francis had not provided accurate information to the orcs, they would not have rushed here to kill Sally in the middle of the night.
The surroundings gradually became quiet. Roddy strode towards Sally, but unexpectedly, an orc who had been holding back from making a move suddenly jumped up from the ground and rushed towards Roddy with a roar. Although half an arrow was stuck in his shoulder, he was still full of combat power. He swung the machete in his hand and was about to succeed …
Sally, who saw this scene, widened her eyes, but found that she had no time to warn Roddy …
It was also at this critical moment that Roddy's body swayed. As if he had eyes on the back of his head, he let the machete slash across his clothes …
"Even the first move is a horizontal slash, a move that never changes for thousands of years. Really …"
There seemed to be some impatience in his tone. When he turned his head, the orc was about to slash horizontally for the second time, but unexpectedly, Roddy's eyes looked past the orc's face in astonishment and looked behind him. He said, "Witch Doctor Sarota?!"
This sentence was shouted out in the Sabine language. The orc was immediately stunned and actually turned his head to look behind him. He completely forgot to think about how a human could speak the orc language …
"F * ck, you're still so f * cking stupid. How many years has it been, but it still hasn't changed …"
Roddy nimbly took a step back. Taking advantage of the fact that the orc had yet to return to his senses, he raised his hand and picked up the two machetes that happened to be left on the ground. When the orc discovered that there was no one behind him, Roddy had already taken a step forward. The two machetes swung in a semicircle like a windmill and fell straight towards the orc!
Sally, who was at the side, was completely dumbfounded. Although she did not know what Roddy had said in the orc language, she could also understand what a shameless and childish way this scout captain had used to deal with the crisis in front of him. What made her most helpless was that this retarded trick actually worked.
* Clang! *
The machete in Roddy's right hand was the first to slash down, fiercely colliding with the machete that the orc instinctively blocked. But before the orc could change his move, the machete in his left hand had already followed up like a shadow. The angle changed slightly, dodging the orc's blade, and fiercely slashed the orc's shoulder!
The orc roared in pain, but he was not defeated because of this blow. He lifted up fiercely, and the strength that was much greater than that of a human caused Roddy's arms to spread out uncontrollably, revealing his defenseless chest. The orc seized the opportunity and immediately headbutted over.
Roddy slightly narrowed his eyes, his expression extremely calm. Just as the orc's body leaned forward, Roddy directly fell backwards, looking as if he had been hit without any contact. But in fact, when the orc had completely bent over and his body fell forward because of the missed headbutt, Roddy had already used his elbows to support his back and his legs to kick upwards!
To Sally, who was at the side, the orc, who was almost two heads taller than Roddy, looked as if he had headbutted his own foot. With a "bang", the orc's head was kicked up, and he staggered two steps back. With a "plop", his face was covered with blood, and he fell backwards!
Roddy flipped over, took two small steps, and suddenly leaped!
At this moment, the two blades drew a dazzling arc, and his body stretched out like a drawn longbow. When he landed, the explosion of strength was like a long arrow that was suddenly shot out. So much so that Sally was so shocked by this shocking blow that she opened her eyes wide and stood rooted to the ground. Her mouth was slightly open, and she could not even say a word …
The blades almost hit the orc's neck at the same time, and his head flew up high.
Blood splattered on Roddy's face, and the headless body twitched a few times before it stopped moving, but Roddy still had a cold expression on his face. Looking up at the surrounding wilderness that had become much quieter, his hands did not stop moving. He picked up the horn bow and quiver and shot again, killing a few half-dead wargs and orcs that were still breathing. After confirming that there were no more threats in the surroundings, he hastily wiped his face, trotted back to Sally, and abruptly reached out his hand to touch the sunken and dislocated part of her shoulder. When Sally blushed again and was about to say something, he abruptly said, "It may be more painful, but you must bear with it."
Sally was stunned. She did not even understand what he meant by that. But the next moment, she saw Roddy stand up and raise his foot to step on her armpit …
He … he is … Is he trying to molest me —
Sally's mind was in a mess. She originally thought that she had escaped danger, but now she was angry and wronged. She opened her mouth to scold him, but found that her delicate arm was held by his hands … and then suddenly pulled and pushed!
"Crack!"
"Ah — —"
Sally screamed in pain, and tears flowed down uncontrollably …
Bone reduction was already a common skill for Roddy. Perhaps it was because he had been sick for a long time, when he first became a Berserker, because he could not handle heavy weapons with both hands, his arm would often be dislocated.
Suddenly, the figure in the red dress appeared in his mind, and Roddy's breath seemed to stagnate for a moment. The feeling of heartache came like a tide and faded away in an instant. In the darkness, the figure in his memory was gradually replaced by Sally, who was biting her lips tightly. Roddy looked at her complicated eyes and did not want to explain anything at all. He just sat on the ground next to her and panted heavily.
After this series of actions, although he was not tired, his breath was indeed a lot messed up. Leaving Sally aside, Roddy quickly analyzed everything that happened in front of him. His eyes swept across the dark wilderness in the distance, and his mouth spoke in a language that the daughter of Duke could not understand …
"That's really ruthless. There is a reason why you colluded with the enemy and committed treason. Francis … I will skin you alive if I catch you …"
The silent Sally just looked at Roddy. The original anger in her eyes disappeared, and then it became unusually complicated … The sharp pain at the moment of the dislocation came quickly and disappeared even faster. The messy thoughts in her mind gradually disappeared after Roddy sat aside and panted. Sally, who thought that the other party was going to do some dirty things, was really at a loss at this time. After experiencing such a terrible battle, she still did not dare to fully trust the "Scout Captain" in front of her.
After the fear, there was more doubt in her heart.
Roddy looked very embarrassed. The clothes on the back were torn, his face was covered with blood, his hair was messy, and his body was covered with dirt. Even the servants under Butler Howl were better looking than him. But Sally understood that the other party single-handedly killed a team of ten Wolf Riders on the opposite side …
Who the hell is he?
But no matter how puzzled Sally was, Roddy could not care about her thoughts at this time. One thing in his mind was very clear … there was definitely more than this group of Orcs!
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