A foreigner's journey

boom--! !

The gate of the castle was breached, and the castle, which had held firm for three months, finally exposed its interior to the siege.

A knight on a horse waved his sword and shouted: "Charge in! Whoever can take off the head of the enemy general will be rewarded!"

Obviously, he is the leader of the siege party.

When the mercenaries heard the order from this 'mercenary', they immediately cheered and rushed towards the city, fighting hard with all the enemies they saw along the way.

The spear pierced into the flesh, the long sword struck the shield and sparked sparks, and the arrow fired from the hand crossbow easily tore the intruder's throat, and the blood was intertwined with the roar.

This is the battlefield, which ordinary people avoid, but it is a hotbed for mercenaries and knights to seize wealth and glory.

Suddenly, a mercenary from the siege side was thrown away by a huge force coming from the front, his hands twisted into strange shapes, and a large area of ​​the mercenaries around him were swept down by sharp blades before they could react. Immediately afterwards, the heads of several more mercenaries were smashed to pieces like tomatoes crushed by boulders.

Bang, bang! Heavy footsteps sounded, and a giant man with a height of two meters and a half, covered by thick armor, stood proudly in the middle of the road, blocking the attack of all the mercenaries from the siege team. On the way, there were many soldiers guarding the city behind him.

"It's Barkisun! [Gray Knight] Barkisun!" a mercenary shouted.

"Bakison? Is he the one who killed thirty people in a row? I heard that he can also kill giant bears with his bare hands!"

"I don't want to fight such a monster!"

The knight lord of the siege party also followed on horseback. Facing the notorious Bachisun, he was a little frightened and looked at the soldiers next to him: "Where is the archery team? Let them deal with this guy!"

The soldier hurriedly explained: "The archery team is still outside the city gate, and they can't get through..."

[Gray Knight] Bakison held the giant ax and laughed loudly: "No one can pass through here. If you want to get rid of your body and head, just stand up!"

The ferocious aura made the mercenaries on the siege retreat back again and again. To fight hard? joke! They are here to make money, not to die. No matter how much money you have, you still have to spend it with your life!

When the leader of the siege team saw this, the knight was so angry that he yelled: "What are you doing standing there? Go and kill him. It's a great opportunity to become famous! Can you be considered a knight even if you look so weak?"

"Having said that, we are just mercenaries." "If you want to do it, do it yourself!" The leader knight's urging only made the mercenaries retreat even more.

Only a not-so-tall figure walked forward against the retreating crowd.

This is a boy who is not even a young man. The old leather armor he is wearing is full of scars and can only protect his vital parts. The thick cloth covered with dirt and blood stains exposes his scarred arms. For someone of his age, It can be considered muscular. The head was wrapped in a simple metal helmet, and the face could not be seen clearly, only the fierce eyes like a wolf cub were revealed.

It is worth noting that this boy is carrying a giant sword that is taller than others. The sword is stained with blood. It is obviously not used to scare people for the sake of sensationalism.

Everyone was attracted by this child.

"who is he?"

"He seems to be a mercenary. Hey, be careful!"

"You are so young, look at that sword! It's very huge. Does that kid want to swing something so long?"

"Children who are young and want to show off their power are stupid and will be killed neatly!"

The boy didn't care about the cynicism from his enemies or even his teammates. He just looked at the leader knight indifferently: "How much?"

"W-what?"

"How much is his head worth? I mentioned before that he was the man who beheaded thirty people, right?"

The young man raised his index finger and thumb to make a gold coin gesture:

"I'm a mercenary, different from a knight. I can't eat my reputation, so I'd better pay for it."

The leader knight pondered for a moment and thought it would be good to have someone as a vanguard to boost morale, so he nodded: "Okay, if you successfully kill him, I will pay you 5 gold coins."

"10." The boy was obviously dissatisfied with this number.

"Seven, no more." Even though he was not optimistic about the young man's success, the leader knight still bargained with him subconsciously. There is no way, the knights in small countries are not rich either, and not all knight lords are as generous as the Kingdom of Mitland or the Yoda Empire.

"Tch, it doesn't matter." The young man was obviously not a newbie. One look at the tone of the leader knight and he knew that he couldn't get any more out of it. So he held the hilt of the giant sword above his right shoulder with his right hand and walked towards the gray knight Bucky. In front of Xun, he lowered his body slightly and took a posture.

Buckison weighed the giant ax in his hand, which was bigger than the boy: "Hey...boy, you will regret it! For a mere seven gold coins, I will chop off your head!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the boy in front of him suddenly moved! He was like a ferocious young wolf, dragging his giant sword backwards and rushing toward Bakison.

Bakkisun only had time to raise the giant ax in front of him, and saw the young man easily swinging the giant sword that was taller than others, and continuously launched a raging wave of suppressive attacks on Bakkison.

The huge impact force shook Bakison to the point where he could hardly hold the giant ax in his hand, and his burly and huge body was forced to move backward with every collision of weapons.

"Drink! You bastard!"

Buckison was frightened and angry. He blocked the young man's blow with all his strength and swept the young man's head with his giant axe. As long as the sweep hits, the boy's head will be smashed to pieces.

Yes, use all your skills to roll and dodge, and then I will take the opportunity to take the initiative to reverse the situation!

Bakison just looked stupid, but his mind was very flexible. He had already defeated many powerful enemies with this trick. He was sure that the fledgling boy in front of him would definitely fall into the trick.

But the young man didn't hide at all, he just turned his head sideways, and at the same time, he grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands and swept towards Bachison!

Click! The ax blade brushed against the young man's helmet, and the crudely made helmet was immediately lifted off. However, the young man's head barely missed the ax blade and only picked up a few strands of hair.

The giant sword struck Buckison in the middle with great speed and force. His thick armor could not effectively protect him at all. Half of his body was cut off by the giant sword, and blood splattered everywhere.

Bang! Buckison screamed and fell to the ground, seeing the young man pull out the giant sword and raise it above his head.

"Wait, wait..." Before he could finish begging for mercy, Bakison's head was neatly split in half from top to bottom.

As Bakison's body fell heavily to the ground, people finally saw the young man's appearance.

This is a boy who has not yet entered the field of 'youth'. He has short black hair like a hedgehog. The place where his forehead was previously scraped by the ax blade left blood flowing across his forehead. His handsome face is full of indifference.

He exhaled, bent down and picked up the somewhat crooked and damaged helmet from the ground, broke off the deformed parts and put it back on his head.

The leader of the siege knights was overjoyed when he saw this, and immediately ordered the mercenaries to pursue the victory. As expected, the defenders who lost their backbone were defeated and fled in all directions.

On the wall of the castle, Griffith, the leader of the Eagle Group, looked at the black-haired boy below with interest and remained silent. The teammates around him were talking a lot.

"Huh? There is also a powerful guy on the other side. Compared with Griffith, who is stronger?"

"Idiot, it's a different dimension! Right, Griffith?"

Griffith waved his hand: "This castle is finished. Leave as soon as possible."

After that, he led the members of the Eagle Group toward the passage behind the castle.

However, where no one noticed, at the very top of the castle spire, a one-armed young man was squatting.

He was holding a long wooden staff in his arms and wearing a loose black robe. He was squatting on the top of the tower with great interest, watching with interest the black-haired boy who was fighting with a sword and the team that was leading the evacuation. Griffith, the corners of his mouth gradually curled up:

"It's interesting. When the eagle and the wolf meet for the first time, which one is more fun to destroy first?"