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Chapter 173

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From Aokin's point of view, the silence in the valley was strange.

In fact, he did not like the silence because danger always lurked in the calm. It was like a venomous snake hiding in the dark, ready to jump out and bite you.

Aokin was a lizardmen dragoon-hunting squad leader. Usually, the orders he received were straightforward and simple — attack or plunder — but dragoon-hunting squads would occasionally act as scouts, which was one of the most annoying tasks for the lizardmen. Being a scout was too dangerous, especially in the forest. Professional skills were often more important than speed and agility.

Aokin also did not like being unable to display his advantages.

He raised his head, his long and narrow eyes reflecting the white-gold rays of the morning sun. The warmth of the sun dispelled the last trace of coldness from the night before. When the warmth seeped into the Lizardman's cold blood, he could not help but shiver. The lizardman lieutenant shook its head in disgust. It used the unique nose structure of the lizardmen to track the unusual smell in the air. The order asked them to search for traces of a group of humans, but where were they?

To the north of Chablis was a vast and boundless forest. To be honest, Aokin felt that finding a few people in the forest was a bit of a fantasy.

But the Lizardman Lieutenant still carefully held onto his spear. His right hand pointed forward, with only three fingers pointing towards the forest in front of him. He made a series of high-pitched sounds, ordering his men to spread out and enter the forest.

However, it didn't realize that it had made a mistake at this time.

When Aokin sent his men into the strange forest and disappeared without a trace, he realized what was going on.

But it was too late to react. The Lizardman hurriedly retreated while trying to come up with an excuse to explain to Hewjil, the leader of the Lizardmen, that his carelessness had cost the lives of four precious Dragon Hunters.

This question was not easy to answer. Hewjil was a vulgar and unsociable nouveau riche in the eyes of most of his men, but he was also a shrewd Lizardman. Aokin knew that his leader was not easy to fool. How should he answer? However, it soon realized that it did not need to worry about this problem.

When he turned around, he saw a human and an Elf standing behind him. He had no idea when they appeared, but he knew that the Elf was staring at him coldly. No, it should be a Silver Elf. Recently, they often went to the graveyard of the Silver Elf Kings to cause trouble, so Aokin had learned something.

That Silver Elf was emitting the aura of a peak Gold rank expert.

The outcome of the battle was predictable. It was hard to imagine how the five 'weak' lizardmen riders would be able to put up any resistance in front of more than twenty Gold pinnacle warriors.

Therefore, Aokin had no choice but to surrender.



Sometimes, a small mistake could cost a person his life.

However, the only thing that made the Lizardman Lieutenant happy was that the people who had captured him didn't seem to want to kill him for the time being. Unfortunately, this was only one of the many pieces of bad news that seemed easier to accept. As a scout, Aokin knew that the scouts would sometimes catch some of the captives and let them live a little longer before they got the information they wanted. But in the end, there was only one outcome. The scouts would not bring a burden with them.

This sounded a bit strange, but it was the truth. Sometimes, death was not the most terrible thing.

If you didn't tell the truth, the cold-hearted scouts had many ways to make you taste a taste worse than death. As a veteran scout and an even more experienced lizardman bandit, Aokin was not unfamiliar with what was going to happen next. However, it wasn't afraid because it was prepared to spill everything it knew as long as the other party interrogated it.

Lizardmen did not have any moral integrity.

And as a bandit, the lizardmen did not have any moral integrity.

His hands and feet were tied tightly with a rope, but he still raised his head and carefully looked around. However, Aokin soon discovered a fact. If they wanted to catch some of the captives, they caught too few of them. The Lizardman Lieutenant saw that all of his subordinates were dead. Four, no more, no less. He was not stupid and immediately realized that his survival situation might be a bit dangerous.

Then who were they? What did they want?

While Aokin was thinking about this question, his vision suddenly darkened. The two humans and the Silver Elf who had captured him before were standing in front of him. The Lizardman Lieutenant immediately swallowed his saliva and rolled his eyes. If he could survive, he was willing to do anything.

But the key was how to save his life.

While he was thinking about this profound question, Brando was also staring at him. Because The Amber Sword was not a game that played according to common sense, in fact, the players who had moved from PCs to next-generation home consoles gradually figured out this rule after a lot of losses.

Of course, this experience was gradually passed down through the process of accumulation. After experiencing the virtual world, Brando naturally learned how to adapt to the way the cards were played in this world.

He first stood in front of the Lizardman Lieutenant, carefully looked at him, and then smiled slightly.

He squatted down in front of Aokin, stretched out his hand, and patted the Lizardman's rough, narrow face, and said gently, "I know," he said, "You're thinking about what I'm going to ask, so you can tell me everything you know, and then beg me to spare your life, right?"

Aokin opened his mouth wide, revealing about a hundred sharp teeth. He now felt as if he was ready to fight any enemy, but he didn't expect to be punched in the face by his opponent. The Lizardman shook his head, he couldn't figure out how this human knew what he was thinking. Or did he have the ability to read his mind?

But if he had such an ability, didn't that mean that his only chance of survival was gone? Aokin couldn't help but tremble. He didn't ask for a chance of survival, he just hoped that these terrible enemies wouldn't torture him before he died. He couldn't help but stare at Brando vigilantly with his prismatic pupils.

"Are you afraid?" Brando asked again.

When he said this, he heard a low snicker behind him. He recognized that it was the voices of the Roman and Amandina, as well as the Wild Elf sisters. Then, most of the Mercenaries of Lopes joined in. Brando couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. Can't you see that I'm in the middle of something?

But he couldn't do anything about it. In fact, when he said this to the Lizardman for the first time, everyone present was shocked. But after the second time, and even the third time, they realized that their lord was just pretending to be mysterious. Perhaps these people didn't understand that Brando didn't have the ability to read minds, nor was he pretending to be mysterious. He had dealt with these bandits and robbers too many times, and he already knew their basic reactions like the back of his hand. Brando already knew which NPCs had integrity and which ones didn't.

The Lizardman Aokin didn't have the time to care about others. He was terrified by Brando, and he was almost certain that this human was a wizard. A wizard who could see through people's hearts. Of course, he still had a trace of doubt, but he saw Brando stand up and take out a ruby from his chest. He pointed at the Lizardman and asked: "You can try answering my question —"

Aokin was skeptical, but when he opened his mouth, he found that he couldn't make a sound. Even though his mouth was still opening and closing, there wasn't a single sound.

This time, Aokin was really frightened. Even though wizards in this era were far less mysterious than they were in the Age of Chaos, the people in this remote mountain area still thought that these people held terrifying power. Aokin couldn't help but stare at Brando in a daze. He didn't understand why he 'stole' his voice.

But Brando held the ruby in his hand and dispelled the spell. He looked at the energy in the gemstone and saw that there were still six rounds left. Then, he put away the gemstone and said to the lizardman with a serious face, "See? I can take away your ability to speak, and I can also return it to you. Voice is a part of the soul. I can take away not only your voice, but also your soul. "

The young man's voice turned cold: "The body will rot, but the soul will live forever. Therefore, the punishment and pain of life are usually temporary. Have you ever tasted the taste of eternal torment in flames? "

Aokin shivered and quickly shook his head.

Brando smiled gently and crouched down to touch the Lizardman's forehead: "Then can you do me a favor?"

The Lizardman nodded repeatedly.

… …

"You mean they retreated to the southwest?"

"Yes, boss. My men saw them retreating to the southwest valley. I don't know if they have discovered us … "

Aokin pushed open the door and entered the hall that belonged to Hewjil. He saw one of his comrades reporting something to their boss who was sitting on a high chair in the middle. This scene made him nervous, but his survival instincts prevailed. He took a deep breath and sorted out his thoughts before walking forward.

The Lizardman who was reporting seemed to have finished what he wanted to say. Under Hewjil's signal, he turned around and walked past Aokin and left the hall. The Lizardman captain did not dare to look back or meet Hewjil's gaze. He could only lower his head, but from the number of boots on the carpet, he could tell that there were two other people in the hall.

In fact, he knew these two people. They were both humans, but they seemed to be friends with their boss. Aokin had seen them yesterday afternoon, but he knew that it was his boss's business and he didn't dare to ask.

He recited what Brando told him in his heart. Oh, Martha above, he swore that he had never been so serious even when reciting prayers.

The threat of that human wizard still lingered in his ears. It was a matter of life and death.

… (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please go to www.qidian.com to read more chapters. Support the author, support the original reading!)

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