Fairy Tail's passive invincibility

Chapter 155 The Way to Deal with the Enemy

"Mr. Pasfield, I'm sorry, there are no people in our guild who are proficient in the Vedic language, but I found a guy who can speak the Vedic language among the captives of "Seaweed Blade."

As the bearded Beach said, he walked in with a slightly fierce-looking man.

"This person's name is Sierte, and he is the translator of the "Seagrass Blade". His main task before was to infiltrate the Vichy tribe and cooperate with the rest of the people." Bearded Beach introduced.

Although Sierte looked fierce on the outside, he was a little timid at the moment.

no way!
As soon as he came in, he saw Laifu... Ah bah, it was more than a dozen Vicchi people besieging Bubuta, and Bubuta's current miserable state made his hair stand on end, and he almost peed out of fear.

"It's too cruel, too miserable, and too inhuman!"

Sierte scolded in his heart the cruelty of the noble man in front of him, but a stiff and obsequious smile appeared on his face involuntarily.

"I don't know what your lord has ordered, but Sierte is at your service at any time." Sierte looked like a dog, but the key point was that he was quite serious.

what?
Iron-boned, would rather die than surrender?
ing that does not exist.

For these hunters of the sea, as long as they can survive, everything else is nothing, even if it is to betray the guild, it is not impossible.

Pasfield also seemed shocked by Sierte's shameless appearance.

But soon, he accepted Sierte's flattery frankly.

As the young master of the Daoli family, he can be said to have grown up with flattery like this, but there is no one as shameless as Sierte.

"Do you know the Vic language?" Pasfield didn't talk nonsense, and went straight to the topic.

"That's right, my lord, it's not that I, Sierte, is bragging. In the entire 'Seagrass Blade' guild, my Vichy language dares to be the first, and no one dares to be the second." Sierte's chest slapped , said confidently.

Ur: "..."

Are you sure it's not countdown?
Pasfield was eager to find the "blue water", and he didn't care about the problems in Sierte's words at all, and said directly: "Okay, then you will act as my translator and help me translate the language of the Vic tribe."

"What? This..." Hearing Pasfil's words, Sierte's face suddenly changed, and he glanced at the dozen or so Vichys who were excitedly beating Bubuta with some horror. Started to hesitate.

"So, what's the problem?"

"Hey hey... my lord, there is nothing wrong with the translation, but I hope my lord can protect my safety." Sierte smiled flatteringly, but also flustered.

Pasfield was taken aback for a moment, before he understood the meaning of Sierte's words.

suddenly!

Among the dozen or so Vicchi who besieged Bubuta, one of them suddenly caught sight of Sierte.

Immediately, he yelled angrily, and the other ten people also discovered Sierte's existence, and then the eyes of these Victims instantly became redder, and that kind of anger was stronger than seeing Bubuta , One after another began to press towards Sierte.

Seeing this, Sierte broke out in a cold sweat.

But he still stood there without moving, because he knew very well that it didn't make any difference whether he moved or not, because here, whether he could survive was not on the body of these Vich tribesmen, but on the body of this noble man in front of him.

Seeing more than a dozen Vichy people getting closer and closer to Sierte, the beads of sweat on Sierte's forehead became more and more dense.

at this time.

Pasfil finally spoke.

"stop!"

Although Pasfield doesn't like these guys from "Seagrass Blade", at present, Sierte is the only one who is proficient in the language of the Vich tribe. Unlike Bubuta, he can't let Sierte have an accident, at least not now .

however.

Although Pasfield had already stretched out his hand to stop it, the dozen or so Vichys didn't listen to Pasfield's words at all, perhaps because of language barriers, racial hatred, or other reasons. Still kept approaching Sierte, even about to make a move.

At this time, Pasfil finally revealed an angry look on his face.

For the sake of "Silent Blue Water", he can give these Vicchi people "willfulness" to a certain extent, but this is not the reason for these people to act recklessly.

Say bad things.

Right now, there is no difference between these Vichi people and the members of "Seagrass Blade", they are all just prisoners of Pasfield.

"I said, that's enough!" Pasfil shouted angrily.

When more than a dozen Vichys heard Pasfield's voice, they paused for a moment, then suddenly sped up and shot towards Sierte.

Although they didn't understand the language, they could roughly guess some of Pasfield's meaning through the expression of Pasfield's tone. However, facing this kind of hatred, they chose to ignore it.

The consequence of this is Jensen's shot.

"boom!"

Facing ordinary low-level wizards, they can still jump a bit, but facing Jensen, these Vichys have no resistance at all. When Jensen's figure flashed, one of the Vichys was directly kicked down by him on the ground.

Seeing this, the rest of the Vichi tribesmen roared angrily and rushed towards him.

Ten seconds later!

All the Vicchi people fell to the ground.

The eyes of each one were full of tyranny and hatred, and they looked at Pasfier angrily, and kept spitting out obscenities that Pasfier could not understand.

"Ask them, do you know where the "Silent Blue Water" is?"

Pasfield's face was ugly, but for the sake of "the blue water", he put down his anger for the time being, and asked Sierte to start translating to the Vicchi people.

"Luji!!@￥" Sierte followed Paisfield's words and began to translate.

After hearing Sierte's translation, the expressions of these Vicchi people obviously froze for a moment, and then responded "angrily" to Pasfield: "Luji￥#~·····"

"My lord, they said that they had never heard of "The Blue Water", and they advise you to put them back as soon as possible, otherwise the great elders of their tribe will definitely come here to seek revenge from your lord." Sierte translated in real time.

Hear it!

Pasfield's face suddenly became even more livid. Facing such uncivilized humans, as a nobleman, he really couldn't deal with it for a while.

Just when Pasfil was in a dilemma, suddenly, a saber flashed across everyone's eyes.

next second!
Blood splashes.

Everyone watched as a Vichi fell to the ground with a face full of disbelief. Blood flowed from his neck, soaking the blanket on the ground, and he lost his vitality.

This scene suddenly made the pupils of everyone present shrink suddenly.

Even those Vichi tribesmen were stunned for a moment, and then a group of people began to curse at Ur in a rage.

Ur was expressionless, but just waved the long knife in his hand lightly, a cold light flashed, and suddenly another Vich fell into a pool of blood.

In an instant.

Everyone was quiet.

Seeing this, Ur finally put the knife back into its sheath with a cold expression, and then slowly said to Si Erte: "Help me translate for them. Next, I won't hear "The Blue Water" within 1 minute." If they hear the news, one person will die here, and if they don’t hear it for 2 minutes, they will die two, until everyone dies.”

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　Thanks to Qian'an, Fang Gao, and those who share the same desire win the reward!
　　
　
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