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

Brian quickly retracted his sword, then raised it high, and swung it again from top to bottom facing another spear.

With a "crack", the spear broke again.

The clear sound echoed in the quiet square, and the two guards felt that the world was in a trance.

I just blinked my eyes, how did it turn out like this?

They subconsciously wanted to retract the spears that were only left with wooden shafts, but at this point some things were no longer within their control.

Brian was still sprinting, adjusting the sword in his hands with both hands. He had no skills and no one had taught him the knowledge.

All he did was adjust the sword to the most comfortable position for him and then swung it out fiercely.

Three consecutive kills, four consecutive kills!

Brian suddenly passed through the two guards. Two arcs of light burst out, followed by gushing blood.

One of the guards was beheaded by Brian, while the other guard covered his half-cut neck and choked, with blood constantly oozing from the wound.

Brian listened to the sobbing behind him, felt the blood like a fountain and falling like rain, and his eyes were blurry.

I'm so tired... I really want to sleep...

Brian's body couldn't help but shake. He didn't expect that the four blows just now would have such a great impact on him.

But he couldn't stop yet.

Brian subconsciously hunched his body, stayed where he was with one hand on his sword, and slowly turned around.

All I could see was fear.

Everyone present looked at the man with messy long hair turning his head with a pale face in the blood rain. They did not feel Brian was weak at all. On the contrary, they only felt a demon.

Everyone's eyes widened and they began to step back.

Brian didn't feel sad when he saw this scene, he just smiled.

Because he saw that the noble who had been so arrogant just now was now retreating in fear. Not to mention meeting his gaze, he didn't even dare to give the order to kill him while he was weak.

As expected, it is right to have strong strength.

But I can't stay like this any longer, I have to wake up.

Brian subconsciously wanted to pat his face, but his hand accidentally touched a bottle of medicine on his clothes.

The young man couldn't help but smile at this moment.

There was no rational thinking, only taking out the potion and almost pouring it on his head.

The blue potion dripped down the black hair along with the bright red blood.

This almost insane gesture even stunned the retreating baron and the two guards. They stared at the scene in front of them with wide eyes, and then!

Brian moved.

102

Chapter 102: Run for your life!

In the blood rain, Brian's movements were slow, even staggering.

But it was this appearance that brought endless pressure to the Baron and the remaining people.

At this moment, Brian was like the god of death walking out of a sea of blood, and his purpose was to take away the life of the baron in front of him.

A mountain of fear enveloped the Baron and the two guards. The Baron's face was also filled with fear. Because of this fear, they even retreated slower than Brian at the moment.

Every time he retreated, Death was closing the distance. Finally, the Baron couldn't hold on any longer, and his fat hands slapped the shoulders of the two guards frantically.

"Come on, come on, what are you still standing there for?"

"Go and get rid of that guy, use your spears to get rid of him!"

"If you can kill him, I will make you knights. From now on, you will be my knights and members of the nobility. Go now!"

"go!"

Following the baron's final roar, the two guards who were originally wavering immediately grabbed their spears and rushed out.

In fact, at this moment they themselves didn't know why they rushed out.

The Baron took this opportunity to turn around and run.

Brian looked at the two spears that were rushing towards him again. Because he had just poured a bottle of cold potion on his head, his brain was able to get rid of the hazy feeling and remained clear at this moment.

At this time, the two guards holding spears had no intention of fighting at all. They rushed forward completely driven by panic and fear.

At this moment, Brian didn't even use the move he had used to cut off the spear. Instead, he dodged the thrusting spear by leaning sideways several times in a row.

Then he strolled forward, letting the shaft of the spear pass across his waist.

Another flash of cold light appeared, and Brian passed by two guards.

Fresh red blood gushed out, and the two guards immediately covered their necks and knelt on the ground in pain.

Their current condition was even worse than those two guards just now, because at least their suffering was very short.

But it was different for the two of them. Brian was not sure he could kill them both with one blow, so he just cut their throats with the sword, not wanting them to get in the way.

Without external help, they would not be able to survive.

Brian couldn't help but smile as he watched the baron running away frantically not far away. He then bent down and picked up the spear on the ground.

When he was a kid, he loved playing with sticks as if they were all kinds of weapons.

The special slashing move he had just learned was something he learned while playing as a child.

But if he was just playing around, how could he have only been able to use a stick as a sword when he was a kid?

Brian got into position, exerted his strength from the ground, turned his back, and threw the spear in his hand out, drawing a graceful arc in the sky, like a meteor breaking through the clouds, and then falling straight down.

With a "puff" sound and the baron's scream, the sharp spear pierced straight into the baron's back.

The sudden pain and the impact of the spear caused the baron to stagger and fall to the ground.

It seems that Brian is not in good condition at the moment. Of course, it may also be that the Baron's physical armor has too strong a buffering force.

The thrown spear did not penetrate the baron completely. On the contrary, the spear fell to the ground while the baron struggled, and the bright red blood soaked the clothes on the baron's back.

Brian continued to stagger towards the Baron. The villagers and guards around who saw this scene began to flee the scene.

Although Brian didn't seem to have any intention of attacking them, all kinds of thoughts were echoing in their minds due to fear, and they had already assumed that Brian was a dangerous person.

For a moment, apart from Brian and the man lying on the ground, there were only a few corpses and a few people crying while holding the corpses.

Qiya stared in amazement at the scene which changed from chaotic to calm, even solemn, in an instant.

She watched Brian slowly walk towards the Baron with a sword in hand, and finally stepped on the wound on the Baron's back. In an instant, a pig-slaughtering wail sounded in the square.

"Ah, damn it, you damned pariah, what do you want to do, what do you want to do!"

The Baron endured the severe pain, lying on the ground and looking back at Brian as much as possible. The hatred and panic in his eyes seemed to condense into substance.

But as the cold blade pressed against his neck, the original hatred instantly faded.

The baron tried to persuade him hastily, suppressing his fear.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

"I'm warning you. I'm a noble. Have you ever considered the consequences of killing me?"

"Once I die, the Earl will definitely send someone to investigate. Do you really think these untouchables around here will help you conceal it?"

"No, if he can't find the murderer, the Earl will definitely kill everyone in your village until he finds you, the murderer!"

"Then your wanted poster will be spread throughout the kingdom."

"No matter where you go, you will be hunted down by those adventurers and even workers. You will never have peace for the rest of your life."

"So what's the point of killing me? You...you let me go, no!"

"If you...if you save me, I will knight you in the name of a baron. Then you will be a member of the nobility and even own a territory like me."

"Wealth, women, you will have everything you want, and I can even pay you a bonus, so do you hear me... let me go, please, let me go..."

"Killing me won't bring you any benefits. The next baron who comes here won't let anyone here go either!"

The Baron said nervously. Although the pain in his back made him feel uneasy, the fact that he couldn't see Brian's expression at this moment was what made him most nervous.

He didn't know whether the other party had listened to him or not, let alone whether the other party would let him go. He could only let the cold sword slowly consume the remaining warmth in his body.

But the only good news now is that Brian's sword did not continue to chop down his neck.

Brian fell into silence at this moment, as if time had stopped.

Then he looked up silently and saw the only few people left in the square.

The people present at this time obviously noticed Brian's gaze, and they all stared at the person in front of them who, in a sense, stood up for him.

Several pairs of eyes met each other, and a breeze blew up the yellow sand on the ground, creating a cloud of dust and fog in the middle.

"Run for your life."

Then a silver light flashed in the dust and mist, and the people present were startled instantly.

Scarlet blood spurted out suddenly.

……

Outside the village, Brian staggered in the yellow sand. He was wearing an inappropriate leather armor and carrying a half-handed sword. His head was a mixture of blue and dark red, emitting a foul odor.

He walked slowly on the road, step by step. Although he had thought of various ways of leaving, today's way was still somewhat beyond his expectations.

At this moment, he was like a deserter from the war.

Brian couldn't help but smile and shook his head, then continued to move forward in a direction he didn't even know.

But soon, Brian stopped and turned back vigilantly.

He saw several people on white horses coming towards him from behind.

But what surprised him was...the ones who were riding there seemed to be a few little girls?

In a trance, Brian instantly remembered the other party's identity, and at this moment, accompanied by the neighing of a horse, the other party also came in front of him.

103

Chapter 103 I'm Yours Now (Flattery)

"Brian Anglaus?"

A lark-like voice broke through the neighing of the horse and reached Brian's ears.

In a trance, Brian, who was immersed in this situation, couldn't help but nodded slightly and responded.

"Yes, it's me."

Then he saw several girls looking at the neighing horses and a young man who jumped off a white horse in a dashing manner.

Brian looked at the appearance of these people and instantly remembered their identities. They were a group of adventurers in the caravan, but why did they come to find him?

Is it because of his reward?

For a moment, recalling what the Baron said before his death, Brian couldn't help but clench the sword in his hand, but as he entered the state, that special sense of concentration reappeared, and he immediately frowned.

The three teenage girls in front of him and a young man who looked similar to him all seemed very strong to him, even much stronger than him.

Even the white horses still held their heads high and circled around after their owners left. Their fur was pure white, and their muscles were faintly visible as they moved. Even if no one was involved, they were very well-behaved and did not leave.

No matter how stupid Brian was, he knew that the other party's identity was not simple. He might even be the powerful adventurer mentioned by the bard.

At this moment, he couldn't help but laugh at himself.

Lamenting my bad luck.

He even felt a little regretful, but not because of his actions today, but because he regretted why he was still so weak.

If he had started training since childhood, he was confident that he would be able to escape now.

Just as Brian's eyes were flickering and he was thinking about how he should respond if the other party attacked him, he unexpectedly discovered that the people in front of him did not seem to have any hostility towards him.

One of the blonde girls came to about three meters in front of him and asked with a smile.

"Do you need me to use magic to clean your clothes?"