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

"Who are you!" Morik snapped angrily.

Although the sudden appearance of the knight made him startled, but there were only two people on the other side, which was not enough to make him mess up.

"I'm Mia's boss, and I'm here to bring my soldiers back."

The voice of not doing human affairs is calm, but that is just the silence before the eruption of the volcano.

Mia looked at the person she was thinking about at the gate, her eyes were already blurred with tears, she had no idea that No Personnel would go to the town specially for her, and even risked herself to get her out.

"grown ups……"

She covered her mouth and couldn't help shouting.

He glanced at Mia indifferently, and was relieved to see that she was in good condition, focusing on the next battle.

There are a total of 32 militiamen in the yard, the highest average level is eight or nine.

The old man named Morik is not bad, he is a great knight.

But more than 20 levels are still not enough for him and a moment of leisure.

He held his breath, and suddenly clenched the long sword in his hand.

Morik was thankful he was wearing armor today, and to show off his wealth, he was wearing his best suit.

The weapon in his hand is also a black steel long sword that has been carefully maintained over the years.

He put down his mask, drew out his saber, and fixed his gaze on the indifferent body.

"None of you will try to snatch my Morik's daughter-in-law away today!"

An open space has been made in the courtyard, and the guests who were invited to the banquet hid far away, watching this scene with great interest.

Only Morik's militia stood still.

They held oaken shields and long swords in front of them, staring at them.

"What are you waiting for?" Morik glanced at the militiamen beside him, his voice was frighteningly soft.

However, the knight at the gate had already launched a charge on his horse.

He was the first to kill Morik without being a human being, and he seemed even more unstoppable under the charge of the horse.

Morik barely had time to raise his sword to block.

The knight's long sword was fast and fierce, and Morik blocked a slash that came at his neck, and a huge force from the sword made his jaw go numb.

At the moment of the fight, he secretly said that it was not good.

The knight in front of him was far stronger than him.

The opponent didn't even use his grudge, but his strength alone had already said that he was completely suppressed.

But now the arrow is on the string and has to be sent.

He could only grit his teeth and follow that force to roll over on the spot, then lifted the long sword upwards, and slashed at the knight's war horse.

He knew Morik's attack trajectory long ago without being a human being. He raised his foot and kicked Morik's sword-holding right hand, and then slashed Morik's ribs from the side. Mud, the armor inherited from Morik's family was torn apart in an instant, and the skin on his chest was also torn off at the same time.

The burning pain made Morik grunt.

At this time, the militiamen under Morik's command finally reacted and stepped forward to help, but they were blocked by another knight.

Compared with the knight wrestling with Morik, the knight in front of him is obviously less about martial arts, and he comes up with a cross cut with sword light infused with fighting spirit.

A few militiamen in the front were cut into several uniform pieces by the sharp grudge before they could react.

On the other hand, in the center of the courtyard, Morik had already been slashed into the helmet by the inhumane force.

I have to say that the quality of this helmet is really good.

Even knocking the helmet like a bell without being a human being could not break it.

On the contrary, Morik, the person involved, was already dazzled and dizzy.

Taking the opportunity to do nothing, he bent down and struck Morik's knee with a sword. The fighting spirit shield was useless in front of the extremely sharp long sword. The kneecap was broken, and Morik knelt on the ground with a scream.

The next moment, the long sword pierced his neck like a poisonous snake.

Without being a human being, he pulled out the long sword lightly.

Even without grudges, it is still very easy to deal with such a small character who is more than ten levels lower.

When Morik, the host, died, there was a sudden commotion and exclamation in the courtyard.

Sitting on the horse without doing anything, the cold sword has not yet been sheathed, and the blood on the tip of the sword is still dripping on the grass that has been trampled beyond recognition by the horse.

The surrounding guests were afraid of the knight's murderous gaze, and did not dare to look at him.

Do not do human affairs and will not kill innocent people indiscriminately.

These people were just guests Morik had invited.

Including those militiamen who knelt down and begged for mercy, he took a moment to relax and did not continue to do anything.

He rode his horse to Mia's side without doing anything, he got off the horse, raised his hand and gently lifted the veil on Mia's head.

Under the veil was a delicate and lovely pretty face. It was raining with pear blossoms at this time, and those eyes were looking at him affectionately.

The eyes are the windows of the soul.

It contains too much emotion.

Before, he only thought it was admiration and respect.

Now that Mia is wearing a daughter's outfit, he can understand even if he is dull.

He was stunned for not doing human affairs, and felt that his face was a little hot, but he immediately looked serious, and shouted calmly:

"Soldier Mia, return to the team!"

"Yes!" Mia broke through her tears and smiled, raising her head and chest, just like what she was taught before she stopped working as a human.

……

……

After half an hour.

Two war horses gallop leisurely across the wilderness.

A moment of leisure and Mia's father carrying dog food on horseback.

The other horse has a calm face but is panicked and indifferent.

Behind him sat Mia with a pretty blushing face.

At this moment, Mia was leaning her pretty face gently on the back of the inhuman, with her two small hands naturally wrapped around the waist of the inhuman.

Mia's uncle, the alcoholic, was found in a tavern in a small town. At that time, the old man was already drunk and unconscious. He was still talking about wine and women, and wiped his neck neatly without doing anything.

As for Morik's son, he is a fool who doesn't understand anything. It doesn't make any sense to kill such a person. Without Morik, those servants will naturally deal with this stupid young man. Greed is always the most important thing. evil devil.

"Mia, can you stop hugging me so tightly?"

Feeling the little hands gradually tightening around his waist, the girl behind him almost wanted to rub herself into his body, and his body immediately became stiff.

"But my lord, I'm afraid of falling, I don't know how to ride a horse..." Mia buried herself behind her indifferent voice, making a muffled coquettish sound.

Anyway, she is now known as a girl.

Originally, I wanted to give the non-personnel a surprise.

It's not too late to let people know about it now.

"By the way, sir." She asked timidly, "I shouldn't have lied to you, but I'm afraid to tell you my gender, so you don't want me as a follower..."

The corner of his mouth twitched.

Compared with the followers of those players, followers like Mia are like an SSR popping out of a pile of R. How can there be any reason not to?

But even though this is the case, he still pretended to be annoyed and responded:

"Cheating your boss, your guilt is not small, are you ready to accept punishment?"

"How do you want to punish Mia?"

Think for a moment without doing human affairs:

"I'll punish you for scrubbing my armor and all."

"Hee hee, happy to help~"

The girl's silvery laughter spread far away.

Gradually crushed in the wilderness breeze.