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Chapter 228

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Early in the morning, the sun rose. Charon Forest, which was slightly dark due to the cover of the leaves, had a new day of recovery. Diurnal animals began to come out of their nests, and the chirping of birds echoed in the forest.

However, in this refreshing weather, a team of about a hundred people silently walked through the forest. They were dressed in simple clothes, and many of them didn't even have shoes. The leaders were a middle-aged man with dark brown hair and a gray-haired old man. They were Rodney and Wood.

At this moment, the two of them were holding weapons and looking for a good position in the forest to ambush the villagers who were hiding on both sides of the road.

That's right, today, the two village chiefs, the leader of the Power Sect, and an expert of Source Level 3 would turn into robbers and play the game of 'I opened this mountain and planted this tree'. Regarding this point, the two people who had never robbed in their lives felt very embarrassed, but they couldn't do anything about it because this was the request of the Lord of the Forest.

This was the first time Rodney and Wood, who had lived here for more than two years, heard of the request of the Lord of the Forest. After all, as a Treant who had survived from ancient times, Cade didn't have most of the needs of humans.

What in the world made the Sage of the Forest ask for help from them? Could it be that there was a big crisis here?

The two people who thought so had a serious attitude, but after hearing Cade's words, their expressions became strange.

"I heard the news from my companions from afar. A team has brought a lot of wine here, and it's my favorite Kadi wine. Oh, that eternal delicacy, I haven't had it for almost a hundred years …"

That night, Rodney and Wood looked at each other and listened to the tall Ent's sigh for an hour. The content of the sigh was no different from that of an old drunkard's father who had been banned from drinking by his children. The so-called request was to rob the passing carriages of alcohol.

“.....”

When they heard this request, the two of them were in despair, but they also let out a sigh of relief.

To be honest, although Rodney and the others were grateful to the Lord of the Forest for taking them in, the Power Sect couldn't accept a mission that was too hard. After all, everyone's condition wasn't too good. If Cade, the Ancient Tree Sage who could command the werewolves, couldn't solve the problem, they would naturally have to pay a big price.

If that was the case, the two of them would have to decline even if they had to bear the reputation of being ungrateful. However, it was different now.

Isn't it shameful to rob others? This was undoubtedly shameful, especially for a Level 3 Origin Ranker. He was practically a beggar, but he had to admit that it was very safe.

The battle between the bandits and the Chamber of Commerce's convoy could be said to be a common occurrence in an area with poor security. However, no matter which side was involved in the battle, their strength was very low, and most of them didn't even have any Origin Substances.

Who would be willing to be a caravan guard or a bandit if they were able to reach Source Rank 5? Wasn't the position of a captain in the army better?

Of course, there were also some wanted Extraordinaires who ended up as bandits. However, even if it was a bandit group that spanned across several noble families' territories, the leader would at most be a Level 4 Source rank Extraordinaire. It was impossible for them to be a high-level Extraordinaire.

There was no other reason for this. It was because once a high-level superhuman appeared, the nature of the group would change. Every country would change the definition of a group at this level to that of a rebel army, and they would immediately send out troops to wipe them out. This was because they were a threat to national security.

Because of this, the upper limit of a bandit was only Level 4 Source rank. Naturally, the weapons used to deal with the bandits were also limited to Level 4 Source rank.

"Isn't this risk-free?"

It was just a caravan transporting wine. Wouldn't it be easy for either of them to capture it?

Rodney and Wood, who had been thinking for a long time, looked at each other. A relaxed smile appeared on their faces, and they patted their chests and accepted this matter.

"Isn't it just wine? We understand."

"Rob, we can rob! Anyway, this mountain was originally yours. Just treat it as a toll. "

The two Level 3 Source rank old foxes immediately agreed to this request. In their opinion, this was a small matter not worth mentioning. However, if they completed it, they would be able to leave with peace of mind.

After relaxing, the two returned to the village and immediately began to make arrangements. The information from the trees couldn't describe the scale of the humans, so Rodney and the others didn't know how many guards the caravan had. To be on the safe side, they brought a lot of people this morning.

The process of the ambush was relatively rough. Due to the lack of bows and arrows, the people of the Power Sect didn't occupy any commanding heights. The plan of Wood and the others was to force them to surrender. It was best not to hurt them. They would just rob the wine and leave to avoid trouble.

After hearing that it was unlikely that they would fight and that the things they robbed were only transported by a small caravan, the warriors of the Power Sect were even less nervous. Their camouflage was basically just hanging three or two branches on their bodies. It was only at noon that they covered themselves with weeds because the sun was too bright.

In this situation where the ambush didn't look like an ambush and a nap didn't look like a nap, a small caravan of about thirty people came along the mountain road. However, what made Rodney and Wood a little strange was that before they entered the encirclement, the whole caravan suddenly stopped.

???

What's going on?

Could it be that they were exposed?

The middle-aged man and the old man looked at each other. They knew that the ambush of the Power Sect was not professional enough. However, ordinary people shouldn't be able to discover it because Wood had specifically used an illusion spell. To see through this spell from such a distance, one would need to be at least Level 3 Source rank.

"Can there be a Level 3 Source rank expert in this team?"

"How is it possible? It's a coincidence."

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