The Demon Hunter

"Your Majesty Oak, leave this person to me, and you take my sister away." Cress is obviously capable, although using honorifics, it will only make people feel "I absolutely don't respect you".

"Oh~" Someone exclaimed strangely, and it was a lot of people—except Princess Lena and the Beast King, and even Lotier, who was a hostage, was included.But not because of Krys's annoying way of speaking, but because of the meaning expressed by this sentence.

"What do you mean?!" Kress was angry, but soon he took a deep breath and stared at Oak, "Although there was a small change in the middle, we still reached a contract, and you will get me As your wife, my sister will be the queen of the orcs, but you will only be the husband of the queen of the land of lava."

Oak tilted his head slightly and looked at Cress as if he had just met him, although in a sense they didn't know each other at all.But the eyes that looked at a beautiful toy before the earliest are no longer there.

"Crack" sounded twice, and the orc said in a deep voice: "Beasts will always abide by the contract than humans, and this will make it more convenient for you." It turned out that Lotier's hands had been twisted.

He didn't waste his words saying that everyone ran together. Although they could take Lotier as a hostage and take him away, these knights would follow them, and Oak's injuries were not decorations.In the end, either none of them could escape, or one person had to be left alone to hold down Lothier and confront the pursuers.In fact, Oak chose Cress, he could let his sister stay as the queen, but he finally stood up by himself.

"Brother..." Lena, who had been expressionless all this time, finally shed tears when she followed Oak. Leave the way of life to her.

"Don't have a green-skinned son, Lena." Cress pointed his sword at Lothier's neck, still in a high-spirited and defiant tone.And Lotier screamed in pain, but didn't dare to move too much, lest he put his neck on the blade, his handsome face became extremely distorted due to pain, anger and humiliation.

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"Don't let them go!" Lothier suddenly shouted just as the knights loosened the encirclement and were about to let the Beast King and Reina go.

"Don't you want your life?"

"They're gone, and I still can't live." The Beast King ran away, thinking with his toes that he would come back.And at that time, instead of only bringing four or five followers like now, they will lead an army of hundreds of thousands or even millions.Even if the vengeful orcs don't help Reina restore the country, they will destroy Lotier's small country for revenge, and they will only die worse.

The knights immediately re-blocked the encirclement as quickly as possible. It's not that they didn't understand this. They just let go just because Lotier was the leader after all.But since Lothier doesn't care about his own life anymore, they are of course willing to give him a chance to die heroically.

So the one below became a situation where an orc, a man, a woman and a hostage confronted a group of knights.

Lance frowned on the tree. Of course he was not worried about how to save people, but worried about the fact that the group of people below became more and more endless...

But he wasn't the only one who was distressed. Cologne in the cave was also distressed, wondering if something would happen to Lance who was stopped halfway.And Ansel, who finally calmed down, also realized that Lance hadn't come back for a long time.

"Lance won't encounter anything, right?" Lance shouldn't be afraid of ordinary beasts, but they can hide in such inaccessible places, and some messy things may hide there, in case they encounter these thing……

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Ansel's inquiry made Cologne make up his mind. He squatted in the corner of the cave, rustling for a long time without knowing what he was doing, and took out a long robe.

Ansel's anger that had just subsided for a short time suddenly surged up again, "Why don't you give me clothes?!" But his throat has not yet recovered, and this roar that has exhausted all his strength still has no momentum.

"You're not feeling well, it's more relaxing to be wrapped in fur." ​​Cologne said "I'm just doing it for your own good".

Ansel almost tore off the clothes he just held in his hand. When we first met, he was still a child who was a bit willful but still quite obedient. Why did he look so crooked in less than two years?Ansel was thinking about it while putting on his clothes.

"I know that there is a proverb called 'the one who is close to vermilion is red and the one who is close to ink is black'." Cologne obviously heard it, and he tried his best to use the language of this world to express what he wanted to express.

"..." Ansel understood, and he deeply felt that if this continues, he will be pissed off by Cologne sooner or later!

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Cologne carried Ansel in his arms and headed towards Lance. Halfway, he put Ansel on an old tree that was tall and strong: "Is it okay?"

"Don't worry, I can't fall." Ansel didn't want Coloin to run all the way in his arms, and he didn't want to be thrown on this tree. However, he is indeed a burden now, and his entire lower body is completely useless. , a certain place kept reminding him that it was overused not long ago...

And the branches that Coloin placed him were thick enough that he would never fall off unless he rolled on them. Besides, Coloin also left behind a dagger and a pair of bows and arrows, which were enough to deal with emergencies.

"I'll be back soon."

"Cologne!"

"Ok?"

"Don't kill too many people."

"I don't want to kill too many people." Cologne smiled, knowing that this was Ansel's biggest concession and compromise, "I still want to live here for a long time, if Lance is not discovered by those people, then I'm just taking him away, not killing anyone."

"What if it is discovered?"

"You don't want me to be hunted down, do you? Whether to kill or not, and how many people to kill, in fact, from the very beginning, the decision is not up to me." Cologne jumped off the tree, and his figure quickly disappeared into the dense forest.

Ansel lay flat on the tree, looked up at the dense branches and leaves on the top of the tree, and frowned.Indeed, at the beginning, Cologne even had a tendency to self-destruct. He didn't want to do jobs that were safer and easier to get money, not because of self-esteem, but because survival didn't appeal much to him.

He thought again of the question not long ago - when did the young man who was physically and mentally weak and pale become like this?

Although this guy is extremely distressing now, in fact, for him, this is definitely a good thing.Because now he always has a smile on his face, and his warm blue eyes can see that his heart is peaceful and full...

Is being a devil actually happier than being a human?Thinking of this, Ansel showed a helpless wry smile on his face.

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Cologne turned into a human form, making his body thinner and easier to move around in the forest.On the way, he saw an orc rushing past with a woman in his arms, so, was the fight caused by the orc's robbery?However, it doesn't seem to be the same.

Although it was just a quick glance, although there was sadness on the woman's face, there was no panic or fear.But these are other people's affairs. What Ke Luoyin worried about was his own family members, but when he got to that place, he knew that his worries were for nothing.No matter what happened here, it was all over, and those who remained were either dead or dying.

And Lance, who was still covered with their food for the next two days, was standing beside a man who was about to die.

"how?"

"I'm thinking about whether to save him."

This one was not the only one who was dying. If the one Lance looked at was different from the others, then as far as Coloin saw it, he was the most beautiful one.Of course, Cologne would definitely not think that this was the reason why Lance wanted to save him. If it was Ansel, he might be a little bit worried. Lance is not someone who thinks about others from his face.

"If you want to save, then save." Cologne waved his hand, and several warm corpses suddenly trembled, and a large amount of blood gushed out from their wounds, turning into streams of blood and pouring into the wounded. body, and those corpses shriveled into mummified corpses at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When the last drop of blood disappeared into the air, Kress took a sharp breath and sat up. He looked at Cologne and Lance, and his tone was full of horror: "Necromancer?" Although he was dying just now, , but not unconsciously, he saw everything Cologne did.

Although Kress was young, he was already a young man before the end of the World War, but he has always been pampered by his parents.Even when it was the most dangerous time, he was not allowed to go to the battlefield. Of course, maybe his parents also knew that sending their precious son to the battlefield would cause trouble for the generals.

In short, his understanding of undead and demons only existed in exaggerated and false written descriptions.Seeing the terrifying magic, he classified Cologne as an undead without even thinking about it.

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"I seem to be...causing you trouble." Lance frowned and said dully.Although the other party misunderstood, but the undead and the devil are not much different, if let him go, then they will never think about peace.

"No, no, no!" Lance's words startled Kles. He was able to raise his sword at Lothier because the opponent was a human being, and because he had his own responsibilities and obligations as a nobleman, but in the face of Necromancer?Even if he died, he could not find peace.However, it seems that the mage is still young, and his servant is also a little dull, so maybe he can easily deal with this matter, "You don't need to worry, I will never..."

"It's okay." In an instant, Cologne returned from his youthful form to his adult form, "It's nice to have a servant who washes and washes."

"What?! Servant?! Me?!"