There is no way the Liberian girl could lay eggs!

"It's too late to say anything now. Let Bapper lead the way tomorrow morning. Take as much as you can, and then set fire to the place. This will attract some people's attention, and it will be much easier when the time comes!"

Sarkaz, a small man who had been hiding in the corner, saw that the two guys were about to quarrel, so he picked up the crossbow at hand and shot an arrow between the two of them, stopping the subsequent quarrel.

As defectors, they are now surrounded by enemies on all sides. Neither Ursus nor their previous team can tolerate them.

Not to mention Ursus, they are infected and are naturally in opposition to Ursus. If the two sides meet, it will definitely be a fight to the death.

Although their captain is easier to talk to, if they really go back, they will be punished. The leader who likes to play in the mud is not ambiguous at all in this regard!

Now that all the roads ahead and behind are blocked, these two guys actually still have the mind to fight among themselves!

Ugh!

Sighing, the short Sarkaz picked up a simple map at hand and compared the abstract pattern on it with his own location to determine his location.

"Go and rest first, get enough energy, tomorrow is the last day!"

Raising his chin towards Bapper who was standing aside in fear, the little Sarkaz signaled the guy who was fleeing in panic to go and rest first.

Next is their time for internal discussion, and it is inconvenient to have an outsider here.

"Okay, Master Filson! Call me if you need anything!"

Nodding and bowing, he walked towards a cave on the side. Bapper's face hidden in the shadows was full of resentment, but he hid it well.

"Filson, this thing will be useless after we get everything, do you want to..."

Lor made a knife out of his hand and moved it twice on his neck.

"Let's talk about it after we get the things. Anything you say now is just empty talk. The real thing is when we get the money!"

Shaking his head speechlessly at this guy whose mind was full of killing, Philson prepared his action plan for tomorrow.

Unlike the other two reckless guys who were mercenaries, Philson is like a dazzling star among the Sarkaz, where the average level of knowledge is prenatal education.

As one of the few educated Sarkaz, Firson's ideas are very different from theirs.

To exchange the smallest cost for the greatest benefit has always been his guiding principle. With his overwhelming knowledge, he has always had a smooth life.

Until I met him/her!

When he thought of the leader who wrapped himself in armor all day long, liked to keep company with the mud, and couldn't tell the difference between men and women, a trace of dissatisfaction flashed in Firson's eyes.

To be fair, the leader named Mudstone treated them well, but his moral bottom line was a bit too high, which led to their current situation of being hungry one day and full the next.

It was obvious that they could get a full meal in exchange for killing a few people who had nothing to do with them, but the leader refused on the grounds that the other party had children under his command, and instead took them to find escort missions with pitifully low pay.

All they have to do is make everyone in that orphanage disappear, and they'll get enough money to live happily for at least a whole month!

They're Sarkaz! Not those bastards with a basket on their heads!

Accepting missions, killing people, completing missions, taking money and leaving, this is their daily life!

Why should we follow the laws of other countries?

If you get into trouble, can't you just run away?

When the time comes, just change the name and it will be a brand new, spotless mercenary group!

You don’t even understand such a simple truth!

As the days went by, he became more and more frustrated. Philson simply used a little trick to stir up a conflict between Lor and Mudstone. While they were arguing, he secretly took away the team's money and defected from the team.

He also gained two loyal brothers.

"Alright, that's all we can do for now. We'll know tomorrow when we go take a look. Let's rest today! Damn it! Those guys in the mines are like mad dogs. I don't know how the people here survive!"

After spitting, Lor picked up the shield on the ground, sat down against the wall, and rested there.

"Why...it smells weird? Did anyone of you drink milk?"

Lor, who had just sat down and was about to go to sleep, suddenly raised his head and kept sniffing the air.

"What milk? Could it smell wrong?"

Sitting up straight and alert, Filson said this, but his hand was grabbing the crossbow placed aside.

It is not a good thing to have strange things appear in a strange place!

"Impossible! I can't smell it wrong!"

After retorting, Lor continued to smell.

"Strange, why didn't I smell it before?"

Something is wrong!

Holding the crossbow in his hand, Filson looked around, and suddenly, the location of the exit not far away attracted his attention.

There...when did a shadow appear?

Immediately raising his crossbow and aiming the crosshairs at the exit, Philson made a warning gesture to the other two men. The three of them carefully picked up their weapons and divided into three groups to surround the exit.

Talia, who was hiding behind the rock wall, wiped the sweat from her forehead and then put her hand to her nose.

"You keep saying there's a smell! How come I can't smell it myself?"

A fireball condensed in her left hand, and Talia raised her hand and threw it out, then ran to the other side, with flames burning on her sword, carrying a burning murderous intent.

Talia, who already knew that she was exposed, had no intention of hiding any longer, so she simply made a feint to the east and attacked in the west!

But what she didn't expect was that she would run head-on into a strong man holding a huge shield!

"Damn it! That guy didn't wipe his ass clean! He's following us!!!"

The shield fell to the ground, stirring up a cloud of smoke. The moment they met, Lor launched an attack, rushing towards Talia like a ferocious boar of Sami.

Talia wanted to turn around and leave, but someone appeared behind her and blocked her retreat.

Attack from both sides!

PS: Fierce Boar Beast, the one that blocks 2 charges and flashes

Volume 3: Chapter 107: The Sarkaz Girl

Violent explosions and crashes echoed in the cave, and flames burst out in the empty space, and the air was filled with a burnt smell.

"Where are the people?! Why are they gone?!"

Lor slammed his shield against the wall in a panic, trying to extinguish the flames on the shield in this way, but after trying several times, he gave up.

The strange flame took root in his shield like a maggot in the tarsal bone, finding a place to survive on the surface of the steel.

"I don't know! Get closer! Don't give her a chance to sneak attack!"

On the other side, Kai got up from the ground and rolled over to Lor's side. They stood back to back with this strong guy, keeping watch on each other.

He doesn't have a shield, if he gets hit he'll be dead!

"This flame is so strange! It can't be put out!"

Lor, holding the shield handle, kept moving his fingers to relieve the burning sensation.

The intensity of Talia's flames far exceeded her imagination. As soon as they came into contact, his shield was instantly ignited, and the skin that came into contact with the shield even suffered burns!

Suddenly, the same force as before came from above, and along with it, there was also a whistling sound that broke through the air!

"above!"

At this time, Philson, who arrived late, changed direction, took a brief aim, and pulled the trigger at the falling Talia.

"Tsk! Bad luck!"

Still in mid-air and unable to gain any leverage, Talia could only retract her sword and hold it against her chest.

Ding!

The arrow was blocked by the long sword and bounced off, flying to the other side. Talia bent her knees and stepped on Lor's shield. The powerful force kicked the tall Lor to his knees. She jumped to the side and looked at the three fully armed Sarkaz with full readiness.

When she was just discovered and surrounded, Talia let the flames condense under her feet, and then exploded, dispelling the two guys while using this power to directly reach the top of the cave.

If Filson had not intervened, a man would be lying in a pool of blood now!

"Sir! It seems we've never met before. I wonder what your intentions are? It's not good to start a fight as soon as we meet, is it?"

After stopping Lor who wanted to continue attacking, Philson took the initiative to salute Talia.

Because he saw the noble clothes Talia was wearing!

That style, that material, can't be wrong! That's the kind of clothes only aristocrats are qualified to wear!

It is not a good thing to rashly make an enemy with a noble. He still wants to get out of here!

"Didn't he just say it? Why? Do you want me to explain it again?"

The enemy was not planning to launch an attack, and Talia was happy to waste time with them.

A thin line of fire spread out from under her feet, hiding in the cracks of the rocks, and swam towards the three Sarkaz people.

This was the same move that Talulah had used before in Dundelk, but Talia's ability was not enough, so she could only copy a low-end version.

The scene of overturning a heavy armor at that moment shocked Talia, and now she followed suit.

"My Lord, you are here for that cowardly Pero? No problem! Go! Tie that guy up for me!"

Philson poked Lor, who was standing aside, with his arm, looked to the side and signaled Lor to bring out the guy who was causing trouble.

Sacrificing a person who has nothing to do with them in exchange for their safety is a very cost-effective deal and there is no need to think about it at all.

Walk out of the snowfield?

Let’s save our lives first!

Looking at Talia with a forced smile on his face, Filson hid the fear in his eyes very well.

The pressure brought to her by this seemingly short nobleman in front of her was no less than that brought to her by his leader. In fact, because of the fire, the danger he posed to Talia was even higher by one level.

There were several screams and the sound of broken bones coming from the cave next to it. It was obvious that Lor was venting his anger.

Picking up the unconscious Bapper, who looked like a dead dog, Lor threw him far away at Talia's feet.

"Sir, we have already handed over the person. Can we please say goodbye now?"

As he spoke ingratiatingly, Philson quietly observed the movements around him, just in case Talia had reinforcements hiding nearby.

After all, he is an Ursus nobleman, it is unacceptable for him to not have a few guards around him.

But after observing for a long time, he found no signs of human presence, which made him suspicious.

"of course can!"

After kicking the disgusting guy into the snow outside the door, Talia turned around and prepared to leave.

Seeing this scene, Filson breathed a sigh of relief.

In any case, it would be best if this nobleman of unknown origin left.

"But before I leave, I have one more question for you!"

With her back to Filson, Talia turned her head, revealing a beautiful profile.

"Did you send the people from that village to the mines?"

"No! Sir! We don't know anything about the village! We were just passing through here on our way to Sammi! We met this guy while we were stopping here!"

His nerves were tense, and the finger on the trigger slowly exerted pressure. Firson lowered his head with a humble look, distancing himself from Bapper.

Even if there is a relationship, you have to say it doesn’t matter!

"Is it a fin? Then why don't you dare look at me? You are holding... the flag."

"lie!!!"

The flame hidden under the ground revealed its fangs and rushed through the rock layer, exploding. The scattered sparks collided with each other in the narrow space, releasing its own anger.

bump! ! ! !

A ball of fire erupted halfway up the mountain. The rising black smoke obscured the surrounding vision and caused the cave, which had already experienced an explosion, to completely collapse.

At the foot of the mountain, a figure in heavy armor looked up at the flames on the mountainside, the hammer in his hand was covered with mottled marks.

"Up there? Thank you!"

An indistinguishable voice, male or female, came from the mask. After finding her target, the armored man walked up step by step. The rugged ground changed shape under her feet, forming the most suitable shape for her to climb.

"Of course! I won't let you take it away!"

"That's everyone's stuff!"