"A special envoy from Burning Dawn?"
Kieran was stunned.
Kieran knew about the bounty that Burning Dawn had on Sand Bandit, Cranium Crusher, and Bearman but it didn't mean Burning Dawn would appear here.
Whether it was the background introduction of [Blade of the Daybreaker] or the information he got after entering the dungeon world, all of them were telling Kieran that Burning Dawn was in more serious trouble than he expected. Under such circumstances, how could Burning Dawn take care of the bounty?
More so, the news of him killing Sand Bandit, Cranium Crusher, and Bearman happened last night and it wasn't until this morning that the news spread. It was only afternoon now and the heavily damaged Burning Dawn received such information in a short few hours, it was a little unbelievable.
If there wasn't something fishy going on, Kieran wouldn't believe it no matter what.
Though, it didn't stop Kieran from meeting the special envoy.
"Are you really from Burning Dawn?"
Or is that bastard making his move again? "
As the thought came into his mind, Kieran didn't stay any longer and strode out of the valley.
…
Walloon, who was in casual attire, was standing in the small square of Shatterstone Town with his aide and six other soldiers. When he saw the patrolling civilian soldiers, his face showed a sense of shock.
"These are civilian soldiers?"
Walloon asked in an unsure tone.
"Yes sir major, they … should be the civilian soldiers of Shatterstone Town."
The aide who was dressed like a merchant nodded and replied.
However, his tone wasn't too sure either.
Just look at the so-called civilian soldiers' equipment!
In Walloon's impression, civilian soldiers usually carried a short sword or at most one or two hunting bows but the civilian soldiers before him were equipped with leather boots, leather armor, swords, and bows.
It could be said that they were fully armed.
This kind of equipment should not have appeared on the so-called militia!
Even in the regular army, many of them might not be equipped with such equipment.
Besides that, none of the leather boots, armor, swords, and bows were common.
Walloon couldn't help but rub his eyes when he saw the sturdy leather armor that was giving out a special luster under the sun. If he wasn't mistaken, even the soldiers of Burning Dawn had to be a true elite to be qualified to equip them.
The longsword, leather boots, and longbow that went with it were naturally not ordinary goods.
A group of civilian soldiers walked past Walloon. Their steps were neat and their footsteps were light. Their boots effectively muffled the noise.
There was only the rhythmic clashing of the long sword in the scabbard.
Clang, clang, clang!
The clear and melodious clashing sound told Warren that the longsword was forged from a high-quality steel ingot.
However, before Walloon could further confirm it, a faint medicinal smell entered his nose, causing him to turn his attention to the longbows on the backs of the soldiers.
The body of the bow was made of yellow nanmu, and the bowstring was made of ox tendon.
The smell of medicine came from the bowstring.
Warren was able to easily identify several familiar herbs from the smell of the herbs.
All of these herbs were used to make the bowstring tougher and more elastic.
It made Walloon doubt that the people he saw were common militiamen.
But what shocked Walloon even more was yet to come.
Da, da da.
Amidst the clattering of horse hooves, a group of cavalrymen galloped past Walloon.
"Cavalry?!"
Walloon couldn't help but exclaim.
Behind Walloon, the soldiers of Burning Dawn also went into an uproar.
Warhorses were very common around Supreme Road because they were the favorite of robbers and bandits.
Because they were the favorite of bandits and robbers, and because of them, those troublesome bandits and robbers could come and go like the wind.
However, being common didn't mean the warhorses were cheap.
If they were cheap, those robbers and bandits wouldn't be so troublesome.
In fact, around Supreme Road, a single superior warhorse would cost at least a hundred gold, let alone the subsequent feeding and maintenance of the warhorses.
Even in Burning Dawn, there was only a group of a thousand riders and they were the absolute main force and trump card of Burning Dawn.
"Sir major, there are around 50 of them, all of them are superior warhorses!"
The aide reported softly.
"50 superior warhorses …"
Walloon couldn't help but mutter to himself.
He didn't have any malicious thoughts, he was just shocked.
However, his expression was very easy to misunderstand.
Walloon suddenly felt a chill on his back as he muttered to himself.
Walloon knew what it was since he was always on the battlefield.
It was a warning with slight killing intent!
Walloon signaled his aide and men with his eyes before he slowly raised his hand and turned around.
Then, Walloon saw a young man.
The young man had short hair, a common face, gray eyes, and a common leather armor but the dual swords at his waist were very eye-catching.
A good fighter!
Walloon quickly made a judgment based on his experience.
However, what shocked Walloon even more was the young man before him wasn't the one who warned him.
That person was …
Walloon instinctively wanted to search for the one who gave him the warning.
However, the dual blademaster had an unfriendly gaze and his hand was holding the hilt of his sword.
Since he had promised Kieran and signed a contract, Snacker had no plans to go back on his words.
Together with his two less reliable companions, he dutifully served as Kieran's men.
Therefore, Shatterstone Town naturally became the patrol territory for the three of them.
Similar to how Walloon and his men found the civilian soldiers of Shatterstone Town extremely eye-catching, Snacker and the other two had their eyes on Walloon and his men the moment they stepped into the town.
Although Walloon and his men were all in casual clothes, their temperament was different from common men. Their military life made them look capable and tenacious with a slight killing intent.
In addition to the way they were looking left and right, it would make one doubt their identity.
"Who are you?"
The dual blademaster asked.
Unlike his two unreliable companions, Snacker was a man who thought he was smart and brave.
He also had an extremely calm demeanor, even if he was facing a suspicious person, he would still ask the usual questions.
"Oh right, that Volgen guy seems reliable but he is also unreliable.
He was guarding the gate and yet he was able to let this kind of bastard come!
Seems like I am the most trustworthy one among the people here! "
Snacker thought to himself.
Then, he sized up Walloon and his men with an even more judgmental gaze.
The more he looked at them, the more Snacker felt there was something wrong with them.
"I am …"
Walloon wanted to reveal his identity.
However, before Walloon could finish, one of the soldiers behind him pulled out a dagger and stabbed Walloon's back.
The sudden scene stunned the reliable dual blademaster, he never thought something like this would happen.
But Blu didn't.
Souuu!
An arrow perforated the soldier's arm.
At the same time, a dagger was placed on the soldier's neck.
"Don't move!
Or I'll slit your throat! "
Riley said behind the soldier.
Everyone heaved a breath of relief when they saw the soldier was subdued.
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