Beheaded

They all knew what the 'business' the young man was talking about. It was a human trafficking business that the burly man and his former brothers had discussed.

In a rundown place like Kegmo, there was nothing valuable. The only thing that could be considered a resource was the population.

It was just a rundown village, yet there were a hundred militiamen. They had fought for a long time and lost more than ten of their brothers before completely subduing the village.

There were close to a thousand villagers in Kegmo. Even if they only sold one-tenth of the population, it would be enough for them to make a profit. Moreover, it was less dangerous. It was much more cost-effective than robbing a noble's convoy.

The burly man spat on the ground and said fiercely, "We haven't discussed it yet. White Wolf wants to take everything for himself!"

"Why don't we kill him?" The young man's fingers moved slightly. From his slender fingers, one could tell that he was a veteran with knives. Moreover, it was a small knife that was similar to a hidden weapon.

The young man had two hobbies in his life: playing with women and killing. He liked to watch people die slowly in fear.

The young man's words made the few bandits around him very tempted. Although they did not understand why their boss suddenly wanted to do business, killing was their job. They, who had accidentally obtained a dou qi cultivation method, felt that they and ordinary people were people from two different worlds.

With the increase in their strength, killing when things didn't go their way had become the group's code of conduct.

"No!" The burly man refused without thinking. White Wolf was a low-rank Knecht after all, and he had a group of brothers under him. Even if they were strong, they couldn't suppress a local snake.

"I'll go look for him again in two days!" The burly man said impatiently. He had already planned to give up some of his profits. After all, it was his first time doing this kind of human trafficking business. He would just treat it as buying experience.

The burly man didn't read much, but because he had come out early, he was quite knowledgeable.

Seeing that the burly man was unwilling to say more, the others skipped the topic and continued playing cards.

At this moment, a voice came from outside the house. It crossed the wall and seemed to be speaking in their ears.

"Kegmo bandits?" Judging from the voice, the person was very young.

"Who is it?!" The burly man and the young man stood up immediately. Both of them felt a bone-piercing chill. It was an expert.

The bandits in the house picked up their weapons one after another.

"Humph, since it's you guys, then goodbye!" As soon as he finished speaking, the bandits were still wondering why that person would say goodbye when an orange fireball descended from the sky.

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The surrounding houses were all black, and most of them had signs of being burnt. A few scattered swords were thrown on the ground, and their owners' hands were still tightly gripping the hilts of their swords. It was unknown where the rest of their bodies were except for their hands.

"Blargh!" Angelina held onto the tree and vomited.

"I don't think so. It's just a dozen or so heads," said Locke helplessly as he looked at Angelina, who was vomiting.

On the other side, the Crystal Scorpion Dragon Angie was gorging itself on a pile of barbecued meat. Although the meat it ate today was different from before, the meat was more tender. If it had a choice in the future, it would prefer this kind of meat.

As soon as Angelina finished vomiting, she felt the joy of her familiar. She turned around and vomited again. This time, she almost vomited her bile.

It was very easy to deal with the Kegmo bandits. Locke took out his staff, which only had one fireball left, and cast it. The entire house was blown away. The two low-rank Knechts had it the worst. One of them lost half of his body and died on the spot, while the other had both his legs blown off. Locke went up later and cut off his head with his sword.

The real battle between the two of them was that Locke single-handedly stopped two-thirds of the ordinary thieves who wanted to escape when they saw that the situation wasn't right, while Angelina dealt with the rest.

As a low-rank Lehrling, Angelina had learned a few powerful spells, including fireballs. However, compared to Joaquin's fireball, Angelina's speed and power were much weaker.

After cleaning up the battlefield, the two of them hurriedly left the place.

The Kegmo bandits were wiped out in less than two hours. The mission was so easy that Angelina couldn't believe it.

"Did it help you improve your strength?" asked Angelina in the carriage.

"I underestimated the burly man who didn't die in the explosion. He was close to a mid-rank Knecht, so I decided to use the staff at the last minute," explained Locke.

A low-rank Knecht didn't die on the spot under the bombardment of a high-rank spell. He only had two broken legs. Even Locke had to admire his ability to resist attacks.

Locke knew that without strong armour and magic equipment, he would definitely die if he were to take a high-rank spell head-on with his body.

Angelina gave up after hearing that. She also remembered the burly man. He had two broken legs, but he still fought with a mid-rank Knecht for a while before being killed. He would be a good fighter in the army.

But after thinking about it for a while, Angelina stopped thinking about it because the burly man's head was still in her spatial ring. Angelina felt a chill run down her spine.

After Locke and Angelina left, Diana and the other villagers who were hiding in the ruins only dared to show their faces. They had never seen magic before, let alone the existence of casters. However, today was a day that they would never forget for the rest of their lives.

When Locke and Angelina annihilated the bandits, they intentionally or unintentionally avoided the group of women, so the range of the spell didn't affect them.

Diana was the one who felt it the most because she was the closest to Locke when he released the spell in the staff. She could almost see the huge fireball that destroyed the entire house in an instant.

Diana trembled as she watched the two mysterious people leave after wiping out all the bandits.

Diana envied them for being so powerful.

It took them a month to get here and another month to get back.

Aomar was great at everything, but it was too big. Locke had to sit in a carriage for a month to carry out a mission.

Bob had already sent over the horse that he promised to give to Locke, but he didn't ride it.

He wouldn't be interested in riding on a horse for a month, no matter how good the saddle was.

"Don't go for the next two missions?" asked Locke.

Angelina thought for a while and nodded. It wasn't because she was afraid of blood, but because her psychological endurance was pretty good. After the initial disgust, she had already adapted to the bloody scene.

She still had her own experiments and courses. Unlike knights, casters didn't need to train. They chose to spend their time in their own laboratories. The completion of every experiment was the fastest way to improve their strength.