The scout was caught by the Bipedal Wyvern, and his whole body was covered in scars. Blood continuously gushed from his severed arm, giving him a rather tragic appearance as blood splattered in the air.
"Damn it, bro, don't die on me. I still need you to claim my reward!"
"Noodle, full speed ahead!"
Mantou was suddenly flustered, no longer maintaining his previously calm demeanor.
However, the dying scout grinned and said in a grim tone, "Evil Dragon Minions, I absolutely... won't let your conspiracy succeed!"
"For the Boske Duchy!"
"For Duke Leo!"
"For the glory of the North!"
The scout screamed with a hoarse voice.
Even Mantou was startled by the seemingly insane scout and quickly tried to dissuade him:
"Damn it, bro, don't be impulsive. Life is so beautiful. It's not worth it to sacrifice your life for a backward feudal regime. Do you know this is just their brainwashing—"
He was afraid this hard-earned credit would turn into a dead loss.
"Heh."