The Calm Life of the Best Skull

Under the scorching sun, the convoy marched on the road to the deserted city in an orderly manner.During this period, I could occasionally hear the whispering voices of some mercenaries, discussing nothing more than the few strangers brought by Captain Miares just now.

The journey in the desert is long and boring, as long as they can grasp such a little thing, these mercenaries can discuss it for a long time.Regarding this point, Miares is not unclear, but he is also a bit depressed when he is brought into the center of the topic.

Looking up at the dull and silent luxury carriage in front of him, Miares sighed in his heart. He didn't want De Feila to go in alone, but he didn't expect Frey Clark to let him in without any explanation. It blasted out, and set up a sound-proof enchantment around the carriage.

As a result, even if Miares is worried about the situation inside, he dare not break in without authorization.Because this was the first time since his journey, he saw Frey Clark showing such a serious look.

Thinking in his heart, Miares suddenly caught a glimpse of a white shadow whizzing by from the corner of his eyes.Immediately pressing his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist, Miares' nerves tensed up immediately, his eyes swept across the vicinity of the carriage sharply, and then drove the horse under him around to the other side.

Not aware of any abnormality, Miares began to raise his eyebrows. Just now he was sure that a white shadow floated past...

"What's the matter, Captain?" Steve, who was coming here, couldn't help but wondered when he saw Miares riding around near the Viscount's carriage.

While rubbing his forehead, Miares waved his hand and sighed: "It's nothing." Maybe he was too nervous, he sighed secretly, and Miares looked at the car helplessly. The carriage hardly moved.I don't know what happened inside...

Steve carefully looked at Miares' face, and said hesitantly: "Well, Mr. Captain..."

Miares, who was having a headache because of Frey Clark, an employer who didn't arrange to deal with the cards, heard the voice from the side, and he couldn't help turning his head to look at this man who seemed to have something to say, but couldn't help but be surprised. Hesitant Steve: "What's wrong?"

Seeing that Miares' complexion was normal, Steve said quickly: "Those people said that there was not enough food and asked for extra meals. And there was not enough water. They asked for bath water and new clothes. And ..."

Before Steve finished speaking, Miares immediately raised his voice and shouted angrily, "Those fugitives think this is a hotel!"

Steve looked at the furious Miares with some embarrassment, and said in a low voice, "The white-haired man said that if he didn't get so many things when he was in a good mood, it would be... you would be responsible for the consequences."

"At your own peril!" The anger naturally soared in an instant, Miares sneered three times, clamped the horse's stomach with both feet, turned around and went towards the truck where Xiaobo and the others were.Seeing that the situation was wrong, Steve couldn't help but follow along profusely in sweat.

Feeling the sound of the horse's hooves gradually receding, the fertile field under the horse's belly was being pulled tightly, and regardless of the cold sweat on his head, he quickly climbed on the horse's back, and then jumped into the carriage behind...

Inside the car, Freikrek didn't notice the changes outside, he carefully looked at the shiny black long sword in his hand, his slightly narrowed narrow eyes flashed with scorching light.

Seeing the other party's uncontrollable excitement, Di Feila raised the corners of her lips, as if she had expected Freikrek to be like this: "How about it, my lord, you should believe my words now."

Holding the silk handkerchief and gently wiping the long sword in his hand, Frey Clark seemed to have noticed the distressed young man in front of him when he heard Defera's voice.He tilted his head, looking at Di Feila's face with interest.

Di Feila looked at him without changing his face, even though he was downcast, the royal pride that penetrated into his bones could not be easily covered up by the dust on the surface.

After a long time, Frey Clark looked away, picked up the crystal ring, and put it on Defera's finger.Under the slight astonishment of the other party, Frey Clark was not too dirty, and directly leaned over and kissed the back of his hand: "This 'Silver Crystal' personally customized by Master 'Moro Borsaf Yamis' Jie' is really suitable for you——His Royal Highness Sixth Prince."

De Feila's eyelids twitched, and then she withdrew her grasped hand calmly, and said in a low voice, "Viscount Frey Clark..."

"Please call me Frey Clark, Your Royal Highness the Sixth Prince." Frey Clark, who smiled with crooked brows, stared straight at the crystal ring on Defera's hand: "I don't know that your 'silver ring' Is there anything extraordinary like this black sword in the Crystal Ring?"

Seeing Frey Clark's thieves' eyes, De Fera's mouth twitched, and he cursed inwardly. This damn old fox, having a black sword is not enough, and he is still thinking about other things in his ring.

"Your Excellency Frey Clark, or I should call you the President." Di Feila sneered in his heart, but on the surface he remained as usual: "I think as the top leader of the Daryl Chamber of Commerce, you should not fail to see The value of this black sword..."

The arc of Frey Clark's mouth deepened: "Made of pure black crystal, this black sword is probably a masterpiece on the mainland." As he said, he touched the black sword subconsciously, and the cool crystal The touch of stone is really wonderful.

After hearing this, Di Feila thought to herself that you are a good guy.

"I can exchange this black sword with you, as long as you promise me three conditions."

"If you exchange this peerless treasure with three conditions, I will certainly die. But..." Frey Clark nodded with a smile, but the topic changed suddenly: "This thing doesn't seem to be yours."

Di Feila was startled when she heard the words. She thought that the experience she just made up was perfect, but she didn't expect that the other party still saw the flaws.

Raising his eyes to look at Di Feila's uncertain expression, Frey Clark said with a dumbfounded smile: "Don't worry, I don't have any special meaning. It's just... those people shouldn't be easy to deal with."

Di Feila gritted her teeth secretly, her eyes drifted away, and she denied, "I didn't intend to deal with the three of them."

"Hehe, no matter whether you want to deal with those people or not, as long as it is your intention, I will do my best to help you achieve it. And... His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince was in trouble in the frozen forest, and he should be very happy after wandering for so long. Want to go back." There was a smile of constant surprise on his face, and his tea-green eyes were meaningfully staring at Di Feila.

Hearing Frey Clark's last words, no matter how calm De Ferra was, her heart couldn't help but shake.He raised his head and looked at the man in front of him, unable to understand his intentions.

But De Feila is not a fool. After going back and forth, when he had the most chips, the other party had unknowingly held the initiative in his own hands. On the surface, it seemed that Frey Clark himself had compromised. Secretly, he took advantage of everything and at the same time forced De Feila to agree to his conditions first.

"What do you want?" Di Feila gritted her teeth and stared at him.

"Don't be so nervous, I just hope that if Your Highness has any treasures that need to be appraised, Frey Clark will be waiting for you at any time." After all, he was still thinking about other things in Di Feila's silver crystal ring.

Di Feila gave him a hard look, and found that this guy's leisurely demeanor really made people want to be flattened: "I still have some things here, maybe I will have to trouble the 'Master Chairman' by then!"

Deliberately biting down on the words "President Master", De Feila can only swallow it in her stomach even if she is angry now. After all, this Frey Clarke is notoriously surly in the imperial capital. In the past, unless there is some rare treasure that can suck Keep an eye on him, or don't expect this guy to take a step out of the gate.

"No trouble, no trouble." The corners of Frey Clark's mouth almost reached his ears.

Di Feila endured it, and now he finally understands why no one dares to bargain with this dead fox.No profiteer, no business, no profiteer, no business, refers to Frey Clark, the insidious old fox.

But... Di Feila's slightly lowered eyes slipped a strange color, maybe he didn't take advantage of it.After all, he has been with Xiao Bo and the others for so long, and he still has some understanding of how abnormal those people are. Even if Frey Clark wants to deal with them, I'm afraid it won't be easy!

"Speaking of which, what exactly are you going to do with those people?" Frey Clark, with slanted eyebrows, cut the question to the point.

"Don't hurt that black-haired boy. As for that guy with long green hair that almost reaches his ankles, I hope you can help me." Di Feila couldn't figure out the exact gender of Fujiko, so he had to use 'that guy' to define it.

Frey Clark nodded, and asked again: "Isn't there a white-haired one?!"

"The rest is up to you."

Although she already knew in her heart that the man with long white hair was the previous skeleton, but now Di Feila didn't have the energy to argue with that guy for the time being, because if it was unfavorable to Xiao Bo, it would definitely cause strong backlash from Xiu.Di Feila didn't want to break with Xiu until it was necessary.

Frey Clark seemed to respond unintentionally, and a hint of interest flashed in his eyes.In fact, as early as the very beginning, he had already noticed Xiao Bai.Because that man has a... aura that smells like him!

The matter has come to an end here, De Feila sighed secretly, raised his hand and rubbed his aching temple, after traveling all the way and spending so much brain, he was really a little tired.

"I'll have someone send you to another car to rest." Although he didn't like the emperor and nobles, the necessary friendship of the landlord is still needed, not to mention that he just sent a big gift to his door.So, Frey Clark, who never cared about others, gave a very rare greeting.

Di Feila shook her hand, expressing that she didn't want to rest yet.It has been quite a long time since he left the palace now, and he doesn't know what's going on in the imperial capital.

"Frey Clarke, I want to know about our group of people who disappeared in the frozen forest..." Di Feila, who was eager to learn about this information as soon as possible, didn't finish her sentence.

Frey Clark's eyes sharpened sharply, he grabbed the black sword and stabbed it fiercely under the carriage.

Startled by the sudden change, Defera stared blankly at Frey Clark with a serious face.I wanted to ask what happened, but found that Frey Clark suddenly raised his lips and smiled.

It was impossible to tell what the meaning of the smile was, but De Fera couldn't help feeling chills.Frey Clark didn't seem to notice the strange look in Di Feila's eyes. He pulled out the black sword, took a silk handkerchief and slowly wiped the sword.With a calm demeanor as if nothing had happened just now, Di Feila felt a little hairy in his heart. He stared at the pierced hole under his feet, and he could see the yellow sand under the carriage through the narrow and long gap.

"Just now..." Di Feila paused, he wanted to say what it was just now.But when he looked up and saw Frey Clark staring at the black sword thoughtfully, his throat tightened.

"Those companions of yours are very interesting." After a long while, Frey Clarke said something with a half-smile, his long and narrow eyes were almost narrowed into a slit, and there was an occasional flash of light in them.Listening to the wall and actually hearing him coming here, it's really... not easy!

De Feila shuddered subconsciously, and at the moment when the atmosphere on Frey Clark's side was condensed, there was a commotion on Xiaobo's side behind him...

When Miares came, he saw that Xiao Bo and the others were devouring the food. The old clothes on the three of them had already been replaced with new mercenary uniforms.

And the few mercenaries next to them who were beaten so badly were almost stripped of their clothes, leaving only a pair of underpants shrunk tremblingly in a corner of the truck, looking at their leader with snot and tears, if not for someone Xiao Bo stood in front of them, and they almost wanted to rush to hug Miares' thigh and cry.

Miares was already holding back his anger, but now seeing his own people in a panic, he drew out his long sword without saying a word, if it wasn't for Steve who followed him, he managed to hold him up , I am afraid that Miares is about to raise his sword and fall.

Xiao Bo glanced at him, and continued to gnaw on the chicken leg without paying attention.But Xiu didn't relax so much. Firstly, Miares' hostility was obvious, and secondly, they were surrounded by each other.Although there is no need to worry about the super strong Fujiko, but for Xiu, everything is in his own hands to feel safe.

Seeing such an arrogant and unerring attitude of Xiao Bo and others, Miares became even more angry.Even Steve behind him felt that these fugitives had done too much, and was hesitating whether to let go, when suddenly there was a hurried shout from behind: "Don't do it, Mr. Captain, you can't do it!"

Hearing the cry, Miares paused, and stared angrily at the mercenary who ran up out of breath.

"The president told them not to touch them!" the mercenary said tremblingly against the aggressive gaze of the group leader.

Miares' pupils shrank, and it was Frey Clark again, what the hell was that guy trying to do!

Although Miares has always been obedient to the demands of his employer, it doesn't mean that he can swallow his anger when his own people are beaten by outsiders.

Seeing that Miares's face turned livid, Steve knew that his head had always protected his shortcomings, so he quickly comforted him, "Maybe the president has his own considerations." Let Miares have a deadlock with the chairman.

Miares is not a brainless person. Hearing what Steve said, the anger in his heart was immediately suppressed, but his brother was being abused so badly, and there was a limit to his patience. How he needs the president to give him a good reason!

Otherwise... he turned around and glared at the three fugitives viciously, he would never end with them!