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Gu Yuan tried to communicate with it, but suddenly realized that the distance seemed a bit far.

Moreover, Milie Alde doesn't seem interested in making a move.

This……

Gu Yuan shook his head slightly, feeling regretful.

"Forget it, I can't rely on others after all. Although the villagers' plight is none of my business, it's a good opportunity to show my strength."

He clenched his fist, his knuckles making a slight clicking sound, and a surge of power quietly rose within him.

"Hey, is this all the people in your village?"

A bandit on horseback shouted loudly, a contemptuous smile playing on his lips.

As he spoke, he deliberately manipulated his horse to stomp the ground repeatedly, raising clouds of dust in an attempt to demonstrate his so-called imposing presence.

After saying that, he turned his head.

"Boss, I don't think we'll be able to squeeze anything out of us."

The boss, the scarred man, gave a soft "hmm".

He crossed his arms, his cold gaze slowly sweeping over the group of villagers before him, and said casually:

"If there's none, then there's none. It's not harvest season yet, so we'll take as much as we can."

As soon as he finished speaking, he waved to his men, signaling that they could begin to search and rob the village, leaving only the most basic necessities for survival.

After seven or eight people rushed in, he suddenly narrowed his eyes.

It was because they noticed two people who didn't fit in with the crowd.

Pointy-eared and cloaked people.

Forget about the cloaked figures.

Those pointy ears...

"An elf?"

The image of a race suddenly flashed through my mind.

For humans, elves are legendary beings because they live in remote and secluded places.

I remember only seeing it in some books, I never expected to encounter it here.

--interesting.

A smile curved his lips, a pleasant surprise on his face.

tread.

He dismounted.

"...You, go and take off that man's cloak."

The scarred man first ordered one of his capable subordinates to test Gu Yuan's identity.

Then, he took the spiked club handed to him by his younger brother, and slowly walked forward, ready to examine the elf's appearance.

She's currently looking down—if she's too ugly, then sell her.

If she's beautiful, then enjoy her yourself.

As for whether they can win...

He was once a knight, and if he hadn't been discovered by the king while having an affair with the princess, he wouldn't have been exiled.

She walked up to Miliearde.

He slightly raised his chin and said in a somewhat commanding tone:

"You, lift your head."

The scarred man never considered the possibility that Miliald was a magician.

Because this profession is so rare; there are only about two hundred known examples worldwide.

He felt that his luck couldn't be that bad.

As Millie Alde slowly raised her eyes, the scarred man's eyes lit up.

As expected, they are elves, those legendary beings with long lives and stunning beauty.

"Elf, what is your name?"

He barely managed to suppress the urge that was stirring within him, and as soon as he opened his mouth, a mouthful of yellow teeth was revealed.

Having not bathed for a long time, her body reeked of an unpleasant odor mixed with the smell of alcohol, causing Millie Alde to frown.

Her gaze drifted towards Gu Yuan, and she found herself somewhat missing the scent of his shower gel—a thought that surprised even herself.

Before Millie Alder could respond, the scarred man impatiently continued:

"I've taken a liking to you. Be my woman."

Thump! The spiked club slammed heavily into the ground, creating a small crater.

Such a disheveled person speaks with such confidence.

After Miriam came to her senses, she couldn't understand it no matter what.

Her tightly furrowed brows didn't relax; without hesitation, she decisively said:

"No, you stink! Can you stay away from me?"

After saying that, she turned her head slightly, preparing to use magic to imprison him.

He wasn't the only one; every single one of those bandits was like that.

Upon hearing this, the scarred man's brows furrowed instantly.

Stinky? Hmph, what an arrogant woman.

He originally wanted to show off in front of his underlings and let them see his power, but now look what happened.

He could almost see the expressions on his underlings' faces—they wanted to laugh but dared not—and couldn't help but let out a cold snort:

"...You ungrateful bastard, if that's how it is, don't blame me for taking a hard line."

Tear—the screeching sound of metal rubbing against the ground.

He raised his spiked club, flexed his arm muscles, and swung it at a villager next to him.

Although it won't harm her for the time being, at least the deaths of these villagers will make her pay the price for her slip of the tongue and show her how powerful she is.

He had just swung the ball, before it even made contact, when he realized he couldn't move his body.

It's as if the muscles aren't obeying the brain's commands.

"you…"

Millie Alde stood up, dusted off non-existent dust, and looked at the scarred man with disgust.

This scene instantly put the enemy's henchmen on high alert.

The capable subordinate had just reached Gu Yuan's side, and before he could even lift his cloak, he immediately shouted loudly to Milialdt in alarm:

"Hey, what are you doing?"

He became alert and quickly drew the curved knife from his waist. "Hurry up and crouch down, or else..."

His hand trembled slightly as he pointed the knife at Gu Yuan, attempting to threaten Millie Alde.

—The distance is too far. They usually use the villagers to threaten others into doing things.

Because people in this era are too simple-minded, they easily compromise when faced with even the slightest complex moral dilemma.

However, this time, they clearly miscalculated.

As soon as he drew his scimitar, a piercing pain shot through his wrist.

Clang.

Accompanying this was the crisp sound of metal falling to the ground.

"hiss……"

He gasped, turning his head in disbelief to see that the scimitar had broken off.

This is a weapon that won't dull even when cutting people!

all of a sudden……

The black stick in Gu Yuan's hand instantly drew all his attention.

He couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"you…"

His eyes widened in terror, he swallowed hard, and immediately screamed for help:

"Someone come here..."

Boom!

Gu Yuan casually poked the man's finger, instantly cutting him off.

He clutched his lower abdomen with both hands, from which blood flowed freely. He involuntarily staggered backward and knelt on the ground, his eyes bulging out in pain, like those of a goldfish.

"Too verbose."

The top of the steel bar was tinged with a dark red, and Gu Yuan stood up from his half-squatting position.

Because he was not bound by morality or legal sanctions, a rare glint of pleasure flashed in his eyes.

This is a pure, righteous pleasure after it has been fulfilled.

Damn it.

The scarred man barely managed to turn his head to the side, and upon seeing this scene, he was so angry that he almost ground his teeth to powder.

It's just a village with fewer than fifty people.

How could this be...?