Chapter 400

A hurried mountain man seemed to have spotted something, and suddenly stopped in front of Old Noe's blanket.

"Guest, what do you want to buy?"

But old Noe's hoarse voice received no response.The mountain man stared straight at it as if his eyes were suddenly sucked away by something.

Noel squinted his short-sighted eyes, raised his stiff neck with difficulty, and looked at this strange man with some cloudy brown pupils.

Red hair and red eyes, standard mountain people.His face, which could be described as beautiful, was listless at the moment, and his eyes were hollow and deep.

His skin was tanned a healthy tan, and some of his slightly longer hair was tied into a ponytail and thrown casually behind his back.In the corners of the eyes of this dim-eyed man, a not-so-obvious scar can be seen. The muscles on his body are quite well-proportioned but not bulky. It can be seen that he has carefully tempered his body.

Seeing the heavy sword on his back, the identity of this person is already revealed——

From his empty eyes, you can tell that this is a Guardian who has completely failed, or an assassin who has killed someone who should not be killed.In terms of body size, it seems that the former is more likely.

Under the utmost protection, his master was easily killed by the enemy but he was fine. It would indeed make these guardians feel hopeless. Every year, there are guardians who die for this reason.Noel could see that the eyes of this mountain boy had completely lost their luster, as if the meaning of his own life had been wiped out.

This is a look that is ready to die and ready to kill.

Young people are impulsive.

Noel couldn't help shaking his head.

To be honest, no matter how big the hurdle is, it will be better after two days.Noe has lived for so long, he has already seen through it.No one can live if the blade is chopped on the neck, and if a sword stabs the heart and stirs it, no one can survive such an injury.

But apart from this force majeure, there is no reason why he must die.

They were not killed by other people, nor by the world - they were the ones who killed them.They bought their own swords, polished them, prayed to themselves, and stabbed themselves in the chest.It was themselves who killed them from beginning to end, and no one could be blamed.

The reason why he was wary of this kind of thing was because old Noel had encountered this kind of person who suddenly stopped in front of his stall, bought a knife, dagger or poison, and committed suicide on the spot more than once.

Although it looks like they sell groceries, Noel actually sells "red goods."The so-called red goods refer to those items with personal characteristics that cannot be disposed of from the corpses of bloody fingers who killed people, as well as those old outfits that bloody fingers discarded after abandoning one of their disguised identities at a reduced price.Because the main source of goods is bloody fingers, most of the things sold are things touched by guys with bloody fingers, so they are called red goods.

Red merchants like Noel usually work as embalmers part-time.If someone commits suicide in front of Noe, Noe must dispose of his body and bury him as a price for taking what is on him.

But Noel was already tired of it.

Watching these young people kill and die for various inexplicable reasons is like going crazy.Old Noë felt sad just looking at it.

"I can sell you anything you want, poison is . Ai said with an awkward Fararo accent, "I just have one request, you don't dirty my booth, do you understand, every time I want to wash it out..."

"how much is this?"

However, the mountain boy squatted down and stretched out his hand to an inconspicuous iron mask.

He clasped the mask with his strong five fingers, Xuxu made gestures in front of his face, and nodded in satisfaction after finding that the size seemed to be about the same.

He didn't haggle over the price, nor did he wait for Noe to quote the price, but just took out three silver coins and threw them on the ground: "Is the price enough?"

Noel raised his brows, and smiled noncommittally in a low voice: "Almost."

"That's the price."

The mountain man dug into his pocket, then threw the last two silver coins and seven or eight copper coins on the ground.Then he picked up the mask and left without stopping.

In fact, Chi Kajika already has the will to die.

He didn't actually tell Roland his plan just now—he never planned to take off the bandages of the wounded to see if there were any blood stains inside.

In order to prevent any fish from slipping through the net, Chi Kajika planned to kill all the bandaged people from the very beginning.

Exactly - all.

Bloodstains must not spread out.When Akajika saw the introduction of this plague, she realized its harmfulness.

That is a real catastrophe that can threaten the world.

Just in case, Chi Kajika must kill all the people with bandages on their bodies, even all the wounded and even those who have touched them, so that there is no one left.Only in this way can it be guaranteed that Farah will not be completely wiped out because of the red cypress flower... His parents and younger brother can survive such a terrible plague.

In order not to be discovered immediately, or at least to retain a slight possibility of escape, Akajika needed a mask.As for buying a mysterious-looking iron mask, it was just a coincidence.

Just as he passed by, his eyes were suddenly attracted by the mask.Thinking that it would be useless for a dying person to bring money, he used all the money left after buying the cloak to buy a seemingly useless iron mask.

Richero didn't have a druid, so Akatsuka didn't need to fool the druid with the enchanted mask, he only needed to fool the Marquis of Saya.

But at this moment, Chi Kajika's footsteps suddenly stopped.

He just realized a very cruel thing: Those who were rescued by him and Roland are now also wrapped in bandages.

It was they who dug these people out of the ruins and handed them over to the healers to help them deal with their injuries.

If you follow the train of thought just now...

Chi Kajihua couldn't help trembling for a moment: "That is to say..."

"...Those poor people who were finally rescued and passed by the brink of death, those who have already thanked me, do I want to kill them again?"

No one answered him.But the answer is clearly already very clear.

Like a suffocated fish, Chi Kajika opened her mouth weakly, but didn't say anything.

At a speed visible to the naked eye, his back became bent.His face was haggard, and the last bit of anger gradually dissipated.

Expressionlessly, he slowly took down the standard Karal sword from behind, silently put the iron mask on his face, put the cloak on his body, and blocked the long red hair behind him.

"what……"

He murmured something in a hoarse voice that others could not understand, and swung Zhan Jian with a sword flower in his hand, and his movements changed from jerky to proficient.

At this moment, without any warning, a golden beam of light suddenly fell outside the city.

Just when everyone was paying attention, they didn't see a girl with an iron mask and a black cloak rushing out from the corner, and took a girl with a broken arm with a smile on her face. The throat was cut off directly.

When they noticed this, the girl's body had already stopped convulsing, and in the slit throat, the blood gurgling like a fountain also gradually stopped.

The people around were dumbfounded.He didn't even react, and could only watch helplessly as the black-robed butcher took a few steps forward silently while holding the chopping sword in his hand, and smashed an old man's head with a sharp sword.

Finally, panic, rage and chaos broke out on the edge of the disaster area.

(End of this chapter)

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