A foreigner's journey

The woman among the Bakiraka killers was named Basu, and the burly man was named Amir.

The two of them lowered their heads and followed Heather and Qishi through the dense jungle like attendants.

Not long after, the dense branches disappeared from sight. As a killer, Basu sensitively smelled the strong smell of blood. She subconsciously looked up and was suddenly frightened.

The hills in front of me were full of pits, as if they had been hit by huge beasts. The pits were filled with pools of blood. There were corpses of tragically killed mercenaries and horses everywhere. There were only a few surviving mercenaries kneeling on the ground with their heads lowered. The body kept shaking.

Twelve knights in mighty armor stood on the hill battlefield facing the sun. The cruel and strangely beautiful scene lingered in the minds of Basu and Amir and could not dissipate for a long time.

Twelve knights on foot fought against a mercenary group of nearly 260 people, including more than 70 cavalry. The outcome is that the opponent is completely destroyed, and the twelve knights are unscathed.

How terrible!

Lancelot once told Heather that they are knights, killers, and executioners. For the lofty goals and ideals in their hearts, the Knights of the Round Table do not mind using violence to destroy all obstacles in their way.

Now, Heather's goal was their ideal, everything they were going to fight for.

"Your Highness, the battlefield is too dirty and will dirty your flawless feet. It's better to avoid this place first."

Heather looked like a bitch who cared about the princess: "The knights' behavior is really too vulgar. It's really..."

Qishi glanced at Heather coldly, and the latter suddenly stopped talking.

With her snow-white feet stepping on the blood and soil, the extremely beautiful black-haired girl walked on the hellish battlefield, her posture as graceful as if she was dancing a palace dance. This posture is the incarnation of the will of the planet [Gaia] in Heather's memory that Rin Qishi learned from, and naturally has impeccable beauty.

Basu felt ashamed just by looking at Qishi. As a woman, she only felt that she was much inferior to Qishi. It’s unmistakable. With such a graceful and graceful attitude that no one can imitate, she deserves the title of princess.

Walking in front of the knights, without the need for Rong Qishi to speak, the knights of the Round Table had already knelt down on one knee and placed their left hands on the armor on their chests.

On the blood-stained battlefield, the pure princess and the twelve loyal and brave knights. Although Basu was a lowly citizen, she had secretly imagined such a scene that would only appear in novels. When she saw the scene in front of her, her heart suddenly surged.

At this time, Heather stepped forward and yelled at the Knights of the Round Table: "Guardian Knight! You are too vulgar. Do you want to spoil the princess's interest by making this battlefield so dirty?"

The leader, Lancelot, said in a muffled voice through his full-face helmet: "Palace Wizard, you are like a crow that can only announce funerals, you are really noisy. In my opinion, you are the only one who can ruin the princess's mood by being present. Just one person.”

Heather said in a sinister tone: "Oh, you are so eloquent, Sir Lancelot? You shouldn't be a knight, go be the court jester. I will definitely not compete with you for this popular seat."

"Damn wizard!" Lancelot was furious and immediately pulled out his sword, but was stopped by other knights.

Basu and Amir, who were kneeling aside, saw this and had some understanding of the relationship between this strange group.

The beautiful black-haired woman is a princess whose country has perished. Judging from her good etiquette and demeanor, it must be that her country that perished must be a big country with a profound history.

The armors on the twelve knights are extremely exquisite and are both practical and defensive. The weapons they each use are different, and each of them has the terrifying strength of one against a hundred.

The handsome one-armed man seems to be the country's court wizard. While he is deeply trusted by the princess, he doesn't get along well with the twelve guardian knights. But to make the knights fear him, he must have an unknown side.

Galahad suddenly asked: "Your Highness, what should we do with those survivors?"

The remaining survivors of the Yolanda mercenary group were all excited and subconsciously raised their heads to look at Rong Qishi.

Rong Qishi said lightly: "It's useless to keep it, kill it."

What she meant was what Heather meant. Since the other party was the first to show undisguised hostility to Rong Qishi and Heather and was ready to take action, they must bear the consequences of offending the strong.

The knights nodded, and Gahoris picked up his weapon and killed all of them neatly, regardless of their pleas for mercy.

This scene was watched by the soldier from the Kingdom of Mitland who happened to be limping back.

The messenger soldier was blown away by the shock wave generated by Heather's sudden landing and the ground. When he woke up, the twelve Knights of the Round Table had already finished the battle.

The soldier waited for a while before he remembered that he had a mission to deliver the order, so he endured the pain and limped back to the mercenary gathering place with his injured right leg. As soon as he climbed up the hill, he saw a mountain of corpses all over the mountain. Sea of ​​blood.

A tall and burly knight, his whole body covered in ferocious armor, was wielding a long-handled battle ax and hacking the mercenaries kneeling on the ground to death, regardless of the other party's begging for mercy.

This cruel scene frightened the messenger.

Oh my God, where did this God of Death come from? I fainted for a while. Where were the hundreds of mercenaries, all killed by these twelve monsters?

The soldiers who ordered the order had never heard of such brave men among mercenaries or wandering knights, and twelve of them appeared at once. Where did they come from? Could it be the Yoda Empire...

"Hey, brother over there, come here."

Heather's shout interrupted the order soldier's attempt to leave secretly. Seeing that the group's attention was focused on him, the order soldier had no choice but to drag his lame leg and walk slowly over.

As he got closer, the soldier who ordered the order realized that the one-armed man was as handsome as he had ever seen in his life. The twelve knights were also brave and extraordinary, and the two killers of the Bakiraka tribe were captured. Why do you look so submissive?

Finally, the soldier set his sights on Rong Qishi. His elf-like beauty and nobility made the soldier lower his head subconsciously, not daring to look directly at him.

Heather walked around the ordering soldier, looked at the soldier, and said, "Are you a soldier from the Kingdom of Mitland?"

"Uh, yes, I don't know..."

"We are mercenaries. As you can see, we had a little dispute with our colleagues just now. The other party insisted on killing us. We had no choice but to fight back a little, making the scene a little ugly."

The ordering soldier looked at the bloody quagmire around him and swallowed hard: "Uh, a little while?"

"Don't worry about things that don't matter."

Like a charlatan, Heather affectionately hooked the messenger's shoulder:

"You came here to receive an order from the top brass of the Royal Army to seek mercenary support, right? We can do the job."

The messenger remembered that his superiors had asked him to find the best and most famous mercenaries, and he couldn't help but bite the bullet and asked in a trembling voice: "No offense, but I don't know your names yet..."

"[Sword of Fire], this is the name of our mercenary group."

Heather made a five sign: "Since we are still a little-known new mercenary group, I will give you a discounted price, 50 gold coins! You don't need to have one soldier per soldier, our mercenary group will take care of everything. The fortress can be cleared within an hour, and the gate can be opened to allow the troops of the Kingdom of Midland to enter."

The messenger's eyes twitched, but he still swallowed the curse words. Look at this group of powerful and vicious knights. What if this mercenary group really has this ability?

The main problem is that no other mercenary group can take on this task, so let's be a dead horse!

Thinking of this, the messenger nodded: "Okay, everyone of the Fire Sword, please follow me."

Thanks to lain1 for the 2000 starting coin reward