Overlord, I don't want to be the Holy Queen's Great Sword

Each of them was about to fall asleep leaning against the wall, but even so they quietly moved around, leaving only their backs to the group.

Several of the guards were from the village, so who could they dare to say anything to?

But when this leather-armored knight came out, everyone present vaguely sensed something was wrong.

Among them, the old village chief realized one thing, that is, sometimes, nobles do not need a reason or even an excuse to do something.

"You, you, and... you!"

"Master, Master Knight, you... did you see it wrong? I didn't go, Master Knight, I didn't go!!"

"Sir Knight, I am still young, how can I possibly go?"

"Master Knight!"

For a moment, there was wailing in the center of the square.

All those whose names were called out could not help but kneel down and beg for mercy, but the baron's nephew was obviously not going to let them go, and even turned to his uncle and said.

"Uncle, you don't know that this group of untouchables not only disobeyed your orders, but some of them even bought weapons and leather armor from the caravan last night!"

"And there are not just one or two of them!"

"Uncle, tell me what these people want to do?"

As he spoke, the leather-armored knight deliberately looked at the villagers with a sinister attitude, and the baron looked furious when he heard this, but for some reason the villagers present all noticed something was wrong.

Through their tear-blurred eyes, they not only did not see the baron's furious look, but instead seemed to see a hideous and wanton smile.

But facing the angry lord, the people present looked at the dozen people kneeling on the ground, and for a moment they curled their heads even more severely, allowing the leather-armored knight to smear these people at will.

Finally, someone couldn't help it anymore.

Some of the people who were named on the ground finally couldn't help it. They were at the border and naturally had some blood. Two of them immediately saw the opportunity and stood up and rushed forward.

But what followed was a splash of blood.

He was in the front and before he could come to his senses, his neck was cut.

A sinister smile flashed across the face of the leather-armored knight, his hand remained on the hilt of the sword from beginning to end, just waiting for this moment.

For a moment, the second person who rushed up, and even the person on the ground who was also ready to rush up and give the other person a good beating, were all stunned.

But soon blood was spilled again.

The red liquid splashed directly onto the people kneeling on the ground, and the rusty smell went straight into their brains.

For a moment, even the hottest blood calmed down at this moment.

"Untouchables, all of them are untouchables!"

The baron's sneer was mixed with anger: "Before, I wanted to let you go, but now you dare to resist. Execute them. Execute both of them!"

It was a roar and an insult, but it gave many villagers present a way to survive.

It's better to just lose some money than to lose your life.

Everyone was silent, except for a few people whose family members had died who were wailing in grief.

Qiya stared blankly at the two uncles lying on the ground. They were both hunters in the village. They were both good people and often helped her and her sister.

Now, it's all gone.

For a moment, the tragic reality directly overwhelmed Qiya's heart. Coupled with her sister's illness some time ago, all kinds of negative emotions seemed to be ignited at this moment, and she couldn't help sobbing.

This scene happened to be seen by the leather-armored knight.

"Humph, why are you crying? Are you connected with them?"

"Oh, I remember that this girl went to buy medicine last night. How did she get so much money? She must have stolen it from you!"

The leather-armored knight immediately said as if seeking credit.

The Baron looked at Qia who was still sobbing and chuckled twice.

"Humph, I was wondering why I lost a hundred gold coins, it turns out it was this little thief!"

"In that case, use yourself to pay off the debt!"

The baron couldn't help but smile. Although there were not many good stuff in this countryside, this one was barely qualified and could be his maid.

If you are really tired of playing with it, you can wait for other caravans to come and sell it as a second-hand special commodity, and you can make back your investment.

After hearing this, all the villagers dared not say a word and could only lower their heads in fear.

For a moment, I looked up and saw that there was only one face left in the crowd, so clear and distinct that it stood out like a crane among chickens.

The leather knight noticed it, and so did the Baron.

"Who are you? What's with that look in your eyes? Are you related to this group of people?"

The leather-armored knight immediately shouted angrily.

But the only response he got was Brian's calm and unmoved face.

Brian looked down at the corpse on the ground, then looked at the crying girl, and the balance in his heart completely tilted at this moment.

The young man pushed aside the crowd in front of him, and like Moses parting the sea, he slowly walked towards the leather-armored knight, the baron, and the seventeen people on the scene including the guards.

In an instant, the frosty aura seemed to freeze everyone present.

Countless people looked at Brian in shock as he slowly walked out. At this moment, the leather-armored knight who was originally arrogant and even pointed his sword at Brian began to retreat.

One step, two steps, until a fat hand patted his shoulder.

It's the Baron!

"You untouchable...what do you want to do!?"

At this moment, a roar that was almost an explosion came towards Brian.

But Brian just scratched his ears with his hands, walked around the corpse on the ground, came up to the other party and spoke calmly.

"Didn't you tell me that I have a relationship with these people?"

"I'm the one who buys weapons and leather armor."

The baron's expression turned cold in an instant. There was no roar this time, only a coldness that was almost like gritting his teeth.

"Kill this pariah... Kill him, do you hear me!"

Hearing this voice, the leather-armored knight shuddered subconsciously, and then made a prompt decision, rushing towards Brian with the sword in his hand.

Killing intent, roars, waving swords, and charging spears.

In the eyes of others, Brian was doomed to die at this moment, but in Brian's eyes, the world seemed to slow down at this moment.

He looked at the other person's posture and speed when he swung the sword, and he always had an inexplicable feeling.

Too bad, too slow.

It seems like I could do better...

He could even snatch the entire sword away.

In that case... let's give it a try.

Looking at the long sword that was about to reach him, Brian slightly turned his body.

In a trance, a talent shone brightly in him.

【Warrior (Genius Swordsmanship)】

101

Chapter 101: Four consecutive kills!

Brian turned sideways and looked at the long sword in front of him that he had dodged. After it reached a certain position in the air, he instantly clenched his right hand into a fist and swung it out in a sweeping motion.

At this moment, the cloth-armored knight was too excited when he just sprinted, and his center of gravity was in an unstable state because he missed the target with this swing.

When Briand swept across like a wall rising from the ground and hitting his wrist, the half-sword in his hands couldn't help but loosen at this moment, and then a ghostly shadow grasped the hilt of the sword.

The next moment, the cloth-armored knight seemed to see a man picking flowers, just picking them up gently.

Before he could clench his hands tightly, half of the sword slipped away from his hands.

how can that be!

The leather-armored knight couldn't help but feel his pupils tremble, but it was this moment of distraction that sealed his end.

Brian raised his leg high and then kicked hard!

The enormous force turned the leather-armored knight into a meat ball and rushed towards the guards holding spears on the left.

Faced with this sudden "attack", the guards were immediately frightened and then turned their guns around.

Unfortunately, they were not skilled fighters, but just a group of lazy militiamen who could only raise their spears instinctively in panic.

A "puff".

A streak of bright red pierced directly through the leather-armored knight's throat.

This scene instantly frightened many militiamen so much that they dropped their spears. Even the guards charging from the right stopped in their tracks, staring at the situation here with wide eyes, their minds almost blank.

what happened?

At this time, the militiaman who was accidentally stabbed to death with a spear was so frightened that he fell to his knees. He wanted to let go, but his fear made his hands tremble constantly. He could only kneel on the ground and sob for a while. He looked around as if he wanted to ask for help, but his colleagues were all running away without exception.

The scene suddenly fell into chaos, and only the Baron spoke angrily after a brief daze.

"Kill the pariah, kill the pariah!"

At this moment, the Baron was no longer as cold and vicious as before, but instead revealed a hint of panic even as he shouted at the top of his lungs.

Although it is ironic, his nephew is indeed his main second-in-command.

Immediately hearing the baron's roar, several stunned guards immediately rushed forward again with spears.

They were not militia recruited from these villages, but former servants of the Baron's family, and were naturally loyal.

Faced with several spears rushing towards him again, Brian shifted his gaze away from the half-sword in his hand and watched intently the trajectory of these spear attacks.

The moment he focused his attention again, he once again felt as if time had slowed down.

In this situation, he even noticed something.

Brian raised the sword with both hands, then tilted it slightly and put it behind his back, assuming a stance similar to the Wrath of the Sword. At the same time, his eyes slowly moved from the spearhead to the hands of the guards holding the spears.

That's the key.

But this is not enough.

There were four spears at the scene. Even in this state, if he rushed forward rashly, his feeling told him that he would die.

Brian maintained his posture and suddenly turned sideways to the left, instantly scaring the guards who had dropped their weapons and making them retreat quickly. Even the guard kneeling on the ground was overcome by greater fear and ran away.

But Briand's target was not them.

Brian rushed towards the Baron in anger.

At this moment, the Baron's panic completely turned into fear, and he immediately shouted desperately.

"Save me! You guys, come and save me!"

The spearmen who had originally rushed towards Briand together were suddenly torn apart.

Some of them wanted to rush to the Baron first, while others wanted to directly stab Brian to death with a spear.

Of the four spears pointed at Brian, at least two were no longer threatening, and this was the opportunity Brian had been waiting for.

He exerted force with his right foot and turned sideways again.

Brian rushed directly towards the two most threatening spears.

Faced with the sudden situation, those whose attention was not on Brian were in a stalemate at this moment, and had no time to choose to attack, while those whose attention was completely locked on Brian stepped forward without hesitation.

The two spears stabbed straight at Brian.

Then a flash of cold light appeared, and the long-accumulated slash was suddenly swung out.

Kill in succession.

Brian recited silently in his heart, and then swung the sword. At this moment, it seemed as if it was infused with unknown power, and the spear that was stabbing at him was fiercely cut off by the sword.

Two consecutive kills.