The villain lord: Both the player and the protagonist want to kill me

"What are you doing Renault?"

"Why is it suddenly so bright outside?"

A mercenary who was aware of the situation walked out the door and saw the daytime night sky. He had never seen such a signal flare, but he instinctively felt something was wrong.

Murderous!

Right ahead!

"Shh-"

The dagger like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter swung out from Lei Nuo's hand in front of him, with a flash of cold light, it went straight to the throat.

"what are you doing!"

The mercenary's spirits were terrified, and he wanted to dodge as soon as he retracted his neck, but the dagger in the hand of "Reynolds" was extremely flexible, changing the trajectory of the attack with a slight sway, from sweeping adduction to forward stabbing in an instant.

"Reynolds" also got a little shorter, leaning towards the mercenary's arms.

This back and forth is extremely fast.

The mercenary didn't have any chance to dodge at all, and was instantly chilled by "Reynolds"'s dagger.

"problem occurs!"

"Why did you fight?"

The mercenaries in the room reacted to the movement at the door, and didn't realize something was wrong until they saw the dagger piercing through the body and the blood splattered.

"He's not Renault! Renault has been transferred! Brothers copy guys!"

Narid looked at Renault at this moment. Renault's eyes used to be pure and shy, like a boy who just came to a big city from the countryside.

However, at this moment, Lei Nuo's eyes were full of murderous intent and extreme coldness, those deep eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, reflecting the people in the room.

This is obviously the look that only a veteran of the battlefield can have.

There was the sound of pattering footsteps outside the house.

Narid's heart tightened, he pursed his lips, and ducked down to hide under the wine cabinet.

Only he is the strongest in this room, he can clearly hear the footsteps outside, and the mercenaries under his command are still rushing forward desperately.

This is an opportunity.

He only needs to sneak along the wine cabinet to the backyard to release his little pet, and then it will be easier to continue fighting or take advantage of the bad situation to escape.

Outside the door, Lei Nuo threw the mercenary's body aside, wiped his face with his hand, and suddenly a resolute and fierce face was revealed.

Now there is no need to pretend anymore.

All the people His Majesty wants to arrest are inside, not a few of them!

Behind him, more and more soldiers from Winter City poured in. They were wearing strong and sharp-edged swords, their eyes were like tigers and wolves, and another group of soldiers surrounded the whole house.

"Catch if you can, and kill those who resist!"

"Put down your weapon and squat down with your head in your arms!"

The roar of the soldiers in Winter City exploded in the silent night, but was soon swallowed up by the darkness.

The gathering place of the slave catchers was too hidden.

Even the big commotion now did not disturb the guards of Kalanli King City.

Most of the slave hunting team are tough guys who lick blood with blades. Although they are not as good as the elite soldiers in Wangcheng, they will always encounter some attacking monsters every year when they enter the dangerous forest.

At this moment, no one surrendered.

They seem to think that by walking in a narrow room, one man guards the gate, and ten thousand men can't open it, and they can kill all these soldiers who came out of nowhere.

But the moment the weapons were handed over.

They realize how wrong they are.

The first one to rush into the room was a crusader with a level of 40. How could these soldiers of the slave catcher who were only over ten levels resist?

The crusader's shield just pushed forward slightly.

Immediately, people turned their backs on their backs.

Swiping the long sword in his hand forward, several heads shot up into the sky, splashing blood, which stunned the other mercenaries in the house.

Even the sword and shield soldiers of Winter City, these non-system soldiers are equally brave. Although they are not as powerful as the Crusaders, they still have more than 20 levels under strict drills.

Some of them are veterans who have been on the battlefield many times.

For example, the elite player who plays Renault has already reached level 30.

It's become a joke.

As more and more Winter City soldiers entered the room, the mercenaries of the slave hunting team were gradually blocked in the corner like the quail, and could only put down their weapons and surrender.

"Who are you? Which legion in Kalanli? We are a search team working for His Majesty the King! Did you hit the wrong person?"

Some mercenaries raised questions in the confusion.

However, in the next moment a long sword had passed through the heart.

The crusader kicked the mercenary's chest, and at the same time pulled out the long sword with this force.

"Everyone, keep your mouths shut."

"Anyone who speaks will die!"

The mercenaries of the slave catcher closed their mouths in frustration and confusion. They didn't understand what happened. Could it be that His Majesty the King intends to kill them to erase the stain on himself?

There is only this possibility.

"Boom!" A loud noise came from the backyard of the house.

Followed by the sound of heavy footsteps and the crazy roar of the dragon beast.

It's Narid.

He has successfully reunited with his drake.

And he already had a clear understanding in his heart.

These soldiers were obviously not Kalanli soldiers.

He knew the leaders of all the legions in Kalanli, but none of the legions had such elite and powerful soldiers.

In the end there is only one answer.

These must be the soldiers of Cold Winter City. Although it is incredible, after all, no one would have thought that the soldiers of Cold Winter City would suddenly attack Kalanli King City at this time, and it seemed that they were targeting their slave hunting team.

Narid is no fool.

He has known the King of Winter, and knows that King of Winter prefers sub-humans. It is very likely that King of Winter already knows what their slave hunting team has done.

This time, once he is caught by the soldiers of King Winter, he will definitely die.

So he didn't think about fighting, and fled in the direction of the king city while driving his own dragon beast.

As long as you escape to His Majesty, there is still a chance of survival.

No matter how arrogant and domineering King Winter's soldiers are, it is impossible to kill a minister in front of the king of the other country.

Moreover, as the king's personal guard, the top sky knight, the boss may save his life with a few words of kindness.

The idea is beautiful.

The reality is very cruel.

Narid couldn't even imagine that the king in the capital had been replaced.

And his boss.

The leader of the slave catchers.

But he didn't even have the qualifications to be mentioned, and he was already turned into coke in the violent thunder and lightning.

"Go away! Go away! Or you will be killed!"

Narid rode on the dragon beast and shouted, waving the spear in his hand.

No matter how trashy the dragon beast is, it still has a trace of dragon blood after all. When charging, it looked astonishingly powerful, quite unstoppable.

"Let him go, don't go head-to-head with the dragon beast, it's not worth it."

A cold winter soldier gave orders to the surrounding soldiers, and everyone dispersed to watch Narid leave arrogantly on the dragon beast.

"Captain, let him go like this?"

The soldiers were a little reconciled.

"Someone will take care of him, and they are also very good at taking care of this kind of giant beast. Our task is to catch people and kill people, not to wrestle with these monsters."

"Okay, go back."

The soldiers returned to the house in a daze after hearing the words, and Narid, who was fleeing with the dragon beast, also met a group of priests holding heavy scepters on the road.

"Where did you come from, the stinky priest, get out of here!"

Narid roared loudly, and the knight's spear in his hand unceremoniously stabbed at the nearest priest. This thrust carried the kinetic energy of the dragon's head charge, and it could pierce the enemy straight through with just one stroke!