I like traveling the most

Climb, who fell to the ground, was covered in sweat and turned blue to the point of pale white. But he was still breathing, but the wound that penetrated his abdomen was a fatal wound. If not treated immediately, he would have died in a few minutes.

Want to save?

Or wait until death and then resurrect?

In fact, it is surprisingly difficult to heal such a near-death wound, so Lin prefers to die and then be resurrected. Although it consumes more magic power, it is relatively simple and crude.

...No, forget it.

After all, it is a precious chance for resurrection.

I don't know if he was disturbed by the dirty things in the brothel, but Lin's thoughts became a little extreme, and he even thought of using this method.

Lin walked into the room and came to Clem's side as if there was no one else around, releasing healing magic with both hands.

Ah! This guy... is so cute. "

The sissy hiding in the corner, her eyes lit up after seeing the priest who healed injuries, and Dune Tron could already guess what he wanted to say.

"I said, let's take him away. This man suddenly touched the apex of my heart. I want to love him well and regard him as my favorite male pet."

Is that really the case?

How stupid can this idiot be to see clearly the current situation? If he hadn't been entrusted with it, he would have left him and run away.

Shachutron lowered his voice slightly and said, "Are you serious? I said you should know who he is, right?"

"...I can't remember it, but it looks familiar. Could it be that he slept with me before..."

"This is Lin Brandt Dale Rayburn, the second son of the Lord Rayburn family, the leader of the Axis Cult, and the partner of Her Royal Highness the Princess."

"What did you say?!"

The sissy's voice became high-pitched.

Should I say that this is a common problem among men? He always loses his mind in front of beautiful women, even if he likes boys.

Lin didn't panic when he was recognized. After all, he was the person who was regarded as a thorn in Ba Zhi's side. It would be funny if he didn't recognize him.

"Wait...! What are you waiting for? Kill him, Dune Tron!"

The sissy shouted loudly, completely forgetting the thought of treating Lin as a male favorite just now.

Dunetron didn't move.

"It can't be done."

"Huh?!"

"I advise you not to move, otherwise your head will be missing in the next second."

"What did you say……!"

The sissy turned his head and was about to scold Dune Tron for being a useless guy, but the next second his neck felt cold, and then started to feel hot again.

"It's a lie..."

His face was twisted and frightened.

Because he discovered that he had been cut on his neck, and what caused this phenomenon was a thread so thin that it was invisible to the naked eye.

He couldn't have noticed it originally, but because the silk thread was dyed red with blood, it flowed along the thread and soaked it. After flowing for a short distance, it dripped on the ground, and he could see it.

Not just this one.

Just like suddenly discovering a gecko on the wall, after getting used to it, I discovered that the entire open room was covered with such tiny threads in all directions!

And his neck has long been entangled with these extremely sharp silk threads, and if there is any movement, his head must be in a different place!

"No, don't...am I going to die?"

The warmth flowed down the thighs and wetted her pants. The sissy's legs were trembling and she wanted to collapse on the ground. But when she thought of sitting down, her head would probably move, so she forced herself to support her body.

On the other side, Lin's treatment came to an end.

"How's it going, Climb?"

"Um, um...feels...good?"

Climb clenched his fists.

His physical condition was unexpectedly good, and his abdominal injury had healed. The only thing he didn't feel comfortable with was that he didn't have the strength to stand up. It may be because he just used all his strength to perform martial arts, or he may have lost a lot of blood. All in all, it seems that he is temporarily unable to become a fighting force.

But it doesn't matter, with this powerful priest in front of me, we will definitely win.

Seeing that the young guard was fine, Lin Xia felt relieved. He turned his head and looked at the two motionless people, Dune Tron to be precise.

"I didn't expect you to see through my deception."

"Hehehe."

Sandchutron grinned, but it was more of a bitter smile. This terrifying technique of controlling the situation silently is regarded as a blinding method, so what does his illusion and martial arts mean?

As for whether he was being self-effacing or not, Sandchutron could understand from Lin's demeanor and tone that this technique was just a cover-up in the eyes of the other party.

He has not forgotten that Lin's job is to be a priest, a faith-based magic caster!

If that's the case——

Sandchutron gritted his teeth and said to Lin: "I say, leader! I think we should stop fighting, right? Aren't you the leader of the Axis Cult? Have you never thought of controlling this kingdom and turning it into a theocracy? ? How about cooperating with us? If you have Eight Fingers helping in the dark, it will be easy to establish the Axis Theocracy, right? Your eyes will tell."

Ahhh, the cooperation invitation has come.

Should I say that this is what every villain will do? At the beginning or middle of the battle, they will start to talk and say something to invite people to join.

To be honest, I'm a little tired of it.

"Please think carefully, Eight Fingers can do the dirty work for you, don't you think so? After all, the church also has some enemies, so having Eight Fingers will be very convenient..."

"Boring as hell."

Lin's incredibly cold and contrite attitude froze Duna Tron's expression.

"……What?"

"Listen up, rubbish. The Axis Cult is a slightly strange church, but we will never partner with the rubbish that poisons the common people. Rather, you are the biggest cancer in the kingdom, and you are the enemy of the church."

"You, you..."

The respect just now was gone, and the insulted Sandchutron's face suddenly turned blue and turned ugly.

"Eight Fingers will bring you immeasurable benefits, don't you even understand this?"

"Benefits? Can Eight Fingers help me collect secret treasures? Can Eight Fingers help me collect artifacts?"

"No matter how you think about it, it's impossible!"

The so-called secret treasures and artifacts are just alternative names for magic props. The fourth level and above can be called secret treasures, and the seventh level is the artifact level. Powerful dark organizations like Eight Fingers that control the underground forces of the kingdom do not have artifacts. .

"So, if you want to cooperate with me, you just want to absorb the nutrients of the kingdom in a legitimate way. In the end, you are just a bunch of moths and cancer."

"Hehe, hehehe... It's such a pity, Master Axis. It's a pity that I have to kill you here. If this can cause chaos in the Axis Cult, it will be a good thing for Eight Fingers."

"Can you do it now?"

Lin looked at the thread that entangled him, as if to say that he was now a fish on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.

"Of course, I can kill you." Sandchu Tron said coldly: "Killing you is not easy. After killing you, kill the kid lying on the ground. I will no longer be merciful, nor will I treat it as fun. , if I try my best.”

After saying that, his figure slowly disappeared.

At this moment, Lin Gou moved his fingers to strangle, but the silk thread only scratched his afterimage, without any real touch.

Did he slip away during the conversation?

While seeking cooperation and deciphering the magic, I was quite cautious in preparing both hands.

"But you should know that you cannot engage in close combat in an open hall covered with silk threads."

"Huh, is that really true?"

Suddenly, a cold breeze came from behind, and it was swung towards the neck with murderous intent, but Lin just bowed slightly and dodged, and the slashing sword quickly passed through his hair.

"I see. Did you use brute force to cut off the thread?"

This is Lin's only weakness.

If the silk thread wants to be sharp and invisible, it needs to be very thin, but the disadvantage is that it is very fragile... Of course, this is relative.

Compared with ordinary weapons, the silk thread may not be inferior, but compared with Dune Tron, whose whole body is covered with magic props and whose weapons are magic equipment, it is still far behind.

"Hey, when can I find magic items like silk threads?"

Lin sighed slightly, and then quickly dodged Dune Tron's slash. And he didn't just cut randomly. Not only did he cut off all the threads in the room in the most effortless way, he also freed the sissy. After liberation, the sissy's legs weakened and she fell to the ground.

"Hehehe, how's it going? Did you see it?"

Sandchutron seemed very proud, but had he forgotten that in Lin's opinion, this was just a trivial cover-up.

Seeing Lin standing still, he ran over quickly again.

"I won't give you time to chant. After all, magic casters can be stronger than warriors as long as they have time to prepare. This is a consensus. But unfortunately, I am not only a magic caster, but also a warrior!"

Dune Tron's profession is a combination of magic caster and warrior, so in battle, he can compete with magic casters in martial arts, and with warriors in magic, he can always be on the more advantageous side, and this is why he can become Six The foundation of being a member of the Arm.

"Like the silk threads you just filled the open hall with, there is definitely no way to arrange them again in a very short period of time! So... you succeeded!"

With a wild smile on his face, Sandchutron jumped up and prepared to cut Lin in half from head to tail. Lin's fingers moved slightly and tied him tightly in just an instant.

"Okay, caught."

"W-What!?"

The tied Dune Tron simply fell to the ground.

"You actually jumped into the air where it's difficult to move your body, allowing me to catch you so conveniently. Thank you so much."

"puff--"

Hearing these sarcastic words, the breath he had held when he jumped was completely released.

It’s so insulting!

While he was being tied up, he heard Lin ask: "Are you the only one with six arms here this time?"

"What's the meaning?"

"Literally. I originally heard that the leader of the Six Arms - Fighting Ghost Jello was also here. Why can't I see him now? Could he have escaped from somewhere else in the chaos?"

"...How is it possible? I'm the only one here."

Sandchutron said this, but his eyes kept moving, and even people who were not good at cold reading could guess that he was lying.

Lin suddenly realized.

"I seem to understand, you must have been abandoned."

"..."

"After all, even if he is a member of the Six Arms, he is only the weakest among the Six Arms. After being defeated, he will say something like "There are five stronger than me" anyway."

"..."

"Probably because I released the news, the guy took advantage of the chaos and ran away without thinking. However, he accepted the commission from his companions. Due to the conflict of interests within the Eight Fingers, it was difficult to evade, so he threw out a scapegoat... or something like that. of?"

——You are talking nonsense!

Shaqiutron wanted to refute loudly like this.

But even six arms are not a monolithic entity. They are called six arms only because six powerful people gather together. So what Lin said is very likely, no, it must be like this.

He is just an abandoned child who was kept in the dark.

"Well, no matter which one it is, it doesn't matter to me. When I go back, I will use mental control to ask for information about Eight Fingers."

Hearing this, Shaqiutron's face turned green.

Of course he knew what kind of magic mental control was. It was a terrible magic similar to destroying people's minds and turning them into puppets.

But under normal circumstances, shouldn't it be coercion and inducement? Otherwise, what is the intimidation just now?

"Because I find it troublesome." As if understanding what Shaqiutron's green face wanted to express, Lin smiled and said: "For trash like you, there is no need for coercion and inducement. I prefer simple and rough methods."

"What a joke!"

Suddenly, Shaqiutron broke free from his restraints, his figure disappeared again, and then appeared in the corner of the room again.

Lin was stunned for a moment, but soon reacted and praised: "Excellent trick. You first transformed your arm, stretched out a little space to create the illusion that I tied you up, and then used the space to escape."

Just like a magic trick.

The principle is simple, but it is very difficult to deceive the audience and use it to perfection. However, as a member of the six-armed team that can compete with the steel-level adventurers, it is natural that he can do this.

"Then what are you going to do?"

"...Tsk."

Sudron got ready.

Knowing that he had a high probability of not being able to escape, he still showed his thoughts with his actions.

——He would never surrender!

Seeing this, Lin smiled and said: "Very good, let me see what tricks you have to please me."

Then he walked slowly towards him.

Looking at Lin who was gradually approaching, he was obviously an unarmed priest, and the pressure he brought to him at this time was undoubtedly huge.

Sudron put the knife on his side.

He hid the knife.

Draw the sword and slash… not really, but a move that simply blocks the enemy’s line of sight so that they can’t see the trajectory of the attack. It’s not as good as draw the sword and slash, but it’s the last counterattack for him.

“——Go to hell!”

He shouted and swung his right arm violently.

The long sword bit towards Lin’s neck like a poisonous snake, and both the killing intent and the blade were aimed there.

However——

“Boring, is that the only extent of it?” Lin quickly lost interest: “You used this method to hide the trajectory of the sword, which is a good idea. You even used a sleight of hand to hide it twice on this basis. If you’re not careful, you’ll fall into your trap. But you overlooked one thing.”

The blade was about to touch the priest’s neck, but the priest didn’t move at all and let the blade pass.

The imagined blood didn’t splash, and the faint shadow disappeared after passing Lin’s neck. At the same time, Lin quickly stretched out his hand and clamped the blade with only two fingers.

“No, impossible!”

Sand Dunetron widened his eyes, looking unbelievable.

"The human body is not such a simple thing. Just like your forearm can never rotate a circle, your way of exerting force is too crude. Even if you don't look at your arm, you can understand your attack range by looking at the force and posture of your legs, shoulders, and left arm. Sometimes, you can see more clearly if you don't pay attention to something. Do you understand, Clem?"

"Yes, I know!"

Clem's eyes widened with excitement.

He had seen this kind of fighting skills before. It was when he was fighting with a sword. He could guess what skills he had learned, what martial arts he was good at, and how he was used to attack by looking at his body. That kind of fighting method with a transcendent perspective in elegance has always been what he longed for, and now he saw it again!

"No, impossible!" Sandy Tron's eyes were bloodshot, and he retorted loudly: "How could you know this? This is absolutely impossible!"

"How many people's bodies do you think you have seen to treat so many injuries every day, idiot."

Lin's two fingers exerted force slightly, and the magic weapon was broken on the spot, and then he used the tip of the sword to cut Sandy Tron's throat.

"You must be kidding..."

Until his death, Dunetron had an expression of disbelief.

He was obviously pursuing power, thinking that he could stand at the top and compete with the adamantium-level adventurers, but he didn't expect to be killed so easily.

Ah, I forgot to hold back.

Looking at Dunetron who was completely limp, Lin regretted that he only cared about pretending to be a master.