"Young Master, I suggest we rest for the time being. Look, it's already night time. "
A man in his thirties with a fair face said. He was wearing a tight leather trench coat. The hem and cuffs of the trench coat were decorated with a pattern of thorns. On the chest of the trench coat, there was a cross emblem floating on the flames. The Blazing Cross was the symbol of the Grant Clan's Guard Captain. If there was an extra sword in the lower left corner of the cross, it would be the Deputy Commander. As for the Grand Commander, there would be a long sword and a long axe crisscrossed below the cross to show distinction.
Langdon, 32 years old. He was at the peak of his life, a Level 20 Awakened, and known as the most outstanding swordsman among the Guard Captains. He had a bright future in the Grant Clan. With his talent, he would be able to be promoted to Deputy Commander or even Grand Commander in another seven or eight years.
But today, he was still a guard captain. Otherwise, Diego wouldn't have been able to command him, although there was a promise to provide Langdon with a tenth grade fencing sword. The nobles had a clear hierarchy. Take the Grant Clan as an example. Ordinary disciples could mobilize captain-level figures when they rested. The deputy commander would only listen to orders from the clan. As for the commander, he only had to answer to the clan leader.
Status, strength, and authority formed such a hierarchical society.
"Captain Langdon, I know that according to the procedure, we should choose a place to camp now. But now Fatty has found traces of that damned fellow. That Allen, he humiliated me, which is equivalent to humiliating the entire Grant Clan! " Diego gritted his teeth and said, "So what we have to do now is not to rest, but to find Allen as soon as possible. If I don't tear him to pieces, I won't be able to dispel the hatred in my heart! "
Langdon nodded helplessly, "Don't worry, Young Master. As long as that Allen dares to appear, I will do as you wish. "
Diego smiled sinisterly and said, "Remember, the most exciting part must be done by me personally."
"Of course." Langdon bowed slightly.
"Young Master, this way" Fatty's voice came from the forest ten meters away. Diego waved his hand, and a few guards and Cockscomb walked first. Diego walked behind them, and Langdon was at the back of the group.
The captain of the guards looked at Diego and shook his head slightly. He didn't know what the little fellow named Allen had done. Diego did not have a good reputation in the family. He was sarcastic, sinister, and vengeful. If measured by a clan heir, Diego really did not have the qualifications. However, he showed rare talent in the Magic Cube sequence and was favored by Sequence Master Lawrence, so the Grant Family readjusted the allocation of resources for him.
Otherwise, he had no right to mobilize a guard captain like Langdon.
In the Grant family, Diego was also an anomaly. However, it was rare to hate a person to the bone like this. It could be imagined that the youth named Allen must have severely damaged Diego's self-esteem. Perhaps outsiders didn't know, but within the clan, captains like Langdon knew that Diego was actually a person with strong pride.
At the same time, he was also very sensitive. The reason why he had such a temperament was probably related to his mother, who was not of noble birth. Diego's mother, before she married into a wealthy family, was just a dancer who was drunk in the twilight. If it weren't for Diego's father's renegotiation, the Grant Clan wouldn't have accepted such a woman into the clan. Even so, Diego's childhood was still spent under the strange gazes of others.
If Diego hadn't been chosen by Lawrence and shown his talent in the Magic Cube sequence. In that case, the best outcome for him was to be sent to the Outer Realm battlefield. As for whether he could return, it was completely unknown.
Now, it was a different situation.
The Grant Clan had already included him in the family's heir list. Of course, considering his background and temperament, Diego was definitely not fated to be the patriarch. However, it was not difficult to enter the Clan Council of Elders. Moreover, if nothing unexpected happened, the family's business in magic energy weapons would eventually be handed over to Diego.
This was a future family dignitary. No matter what, it was necessary for Langdon to have a good relationship with Diego, especially when this young master took the initiative to court him. Moreover, Langdon felt that it was not a loss to exchange a kid's life for a tenth grade fencing sword.
As for the kid's background, Bescot probably wouldn't make a big fuss over a side branch disciple.
Langdon had no psychological burden at all. He only hoped to find Allen before the end of the autumn hunt. Otherwise, this good thing that fell from the sky would be ruined.
It was already late at night, but in the forest, some animals had not fallen asleep. For example, the groundmice under this old pine tree were one of the nocturnal creatures. Groundhogs sleep in their nests in tree hollows or under soft earth during the day, and come out of their nests at night. They feed on nuts and forage at night, able to avoid most dangerous species.
But obviously, a thick-scaled python hanging upside down from a pine tree branch was an exception. These giant pythons that lived in the Whispering Forest had thick scales. Ordinary swords could only leave a white mark on their bodies. The giant python was the natural enemy of the marmots. It was silently lowering its body under the tree and slowly opening its bloody mouth. When it was about to swallow the marmots who were busy eating nuts under the tree, two figures suddenly shot out from the grass ten steps away.
The groundmice were shocked and ran away, causing the python to be busy for nothing. As a result, the Tier 3 Dangerous Species looked resentfully at the two uninvited guests. The two figures entangled like the wind. In the dim night, the flickering saber light and the bright red Origin Energy light intertwined. During the few breaths of entanglement, the clanging sounds of collisions rang out incessantly.
Suddenly, a flame lit up in the python's eyes. The flames drew a beautiful arc, like a crescent wheel. However, this crescent wheel was made of blazing flames. The Flaming Moon exploded, and flames soared into the sky like a heavenly flame. The python was shocked and hurriedly retracted its body, hiding under the canopy of the old pine tree.
The explosion affected the ground seven or eight meters around, and the flames ignited some fallen leaves and withered branches. Under the flames, Allen gently licked the bone-deep wound on his right hand, which had been torn apart by Blood Hand's claws. However, if Allen hadn't risked his life and slashed at Blood Hand's neck, the wound wouldn't have landed on his hand, but on his heart.
Blood Hand also frowned as he looked at Allen. This youth was more difficult to deal with than he had imagined. Previously, he had used his blood energy tracking ability to find Allen, but this vigilant youth had discovered it in advance, so the two of them chased and fought in the woods. During this period of time, Allen displayed great resilience. Even under Blood Hand's almost overwhelming strength, he still managed to escape repeatedly. In the process of fighting, he displayed an unusual ruthlessness.
The ruthlessness that came from the bone marrow made Allen not only ruthless, but also ruthless to himself. Under Blood Hand's berserk attacks, he had used the strategy of exchanging injuries and fighting with his life several times. As long as it wasn't a fatal attack, he would fight back against Blood Hand's saber even if he was beaten. Just like a wolf, as long as there was a chance, it would tear off a piece of meat from its prey.
Blood Hand was a killer. The ultimate goal of a killer was to kill his target. However, if he had to pay the price of serious injuries or even his own life in order to kill his target, Blood Hand would not be willing to do so. Therefore, there were several times when he could have taken Allen's life, but he could only miss it because he cared about himself. It wasn't a big deal to pay a slight injury, but if he was seriously injured, Blood Hand would have to consider the consequences.
Especially when he was in a mess with another company recently, if his opponent heard the news of his injury, wouldn't he immediately attack his company and territory with all his might?
Blood Hand had his own scruples, and so did Allen.
His Origin Energy was almost exhausted. If it weren't for his ruthless and decisive fighting style, he probably wouldn't have been able to last so long. Allen tried his best not to think about how long he could last. As long as he didn't fall, he would fight for his life to the end.
'"You're already very impressive to be able to persist until now. To be honest, I admire you, kid. How about we call it a night and fight again tomorrow, when the sun rises. It's rare for me to be so generous, so you see, you won't refuse this proposal, will you? "Blood Hand spread out his hands and tried to make himself look sincere.
Of course, he wasn't such a "generous" person. Instead, he planned to use words to relax Allen's fighting spirit and completely defeat him in one fell swoop.
Allen looked at Blood Hand calmly. He had experienced so many life and death battles, so how could he be deceived by a few words from Blood Hand? Moreover, Blood Hand was talking about a truce, but his eyes were constantly scanning the important parts of Allen's body. He was obviously looking for an opportunity to attack. He smiled and left Blood Hand a brilliant smile, but he turned around and ran away. Blood Hand was so angry that he cried out and continued the next round of chase.
Just as he passed through a few old pines, Allen's heart suddenly trembled and he stopped. A cold light suddenly flashed past his nose. With astonishing strength, a spear easily pierced into the rough old pine tree trunk, and the end of it trembled continuously.
Allen turned around and saw a fiery red, cockscomb-like head gently shaking in the night wind. Grant's family guard, Lu De, grinned and said, "I found you, damn brat. We can't sleep until now. We have to compensate you with your life!"
There were wolves in front and tigers behind! The situation couldn't be worse for Allen. The sound of Strength Qi breaking through the air could already be heard behind him. Blood Hand had already caught up. Behind the cockscomb, lights flickered. It was obvious that Diego and his men had also chased after him. Allen's heart suddenly skipped a beat and he turned to pounce in the direction of the light.
Blood Hand rushed over and chased after Allen. Suddenly, he saw a light in front of him and a strange man with a cockscomb head. At this time, Diego had already rushed over after hearing the news. When he saw the figure rushing over from the Qing Dynasty, he was delighted and shouted, "Allen, I've finally found you!"
"Diego!" Allen shouted, then whispered, "Look who's behind me!"
Diego looked behind Allen and saw Blood Hand with the flashlight in the guard's hand. He suddenly remembered that Allen had said that he wanted to find help to cause trouble for him. Diego was not surprised, but happy. Allen had hit an iron plate this time. He immediately shouted, "Captain Langdon!"
Langdon had already noticed Blood Hand. The Origin Energy aura emitted from his body was much stronger than Allen's. This time, Diego did not hesitate to drink. He immediately unsheathed his sword from his waist and glided like ice. In an instant, he swept past Allen and stabbed his sword towards Blood Hand.
At the end of the sword, the cold light of Origin Energy had already covered Blood Hand. Allen had other guards to greet him, while Langdon was focused on taking down the strongest of the other party!
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