"Not far northwest of Ellington, at the foot of the Ambris Mountains, Abedon, who had just arrived outside a small wooden hut, frowned.
As soon as he turned around, the ground behind him suddenly shook.
'They're here again … The movements have been getting bigger and bigger in recent years …'
Abedon muttered to himself, gritted his teeth, and forcibly resisted the urge to return to Ellington. He turned around again and walked into the small wooden hut.
The tremors gradually subsided.
Ellington, the Lord's Mansion.
Flipping through the account book left behind by the tax collector, Julie felt a headache coming on.
'Such a poor town, and Emyr is really ruthless to be able to dig out ten thousand gold coins a year …'
Julie was not even sure if the account book was real. According to her understanding of the tax collector, these guys would definitely tamper with it.
In other words, Emyr got at least fifteen thousand gold coins a year from Ellington …
This was Ellington, a place of absolute poverty!
'I'm afraid there's a problem with the tax rate here … What's that sound?'
Julie suddenly froze, and the rapid sound of the bell outside the window made her feel uneasy.
Then she heard a loud bang downstairs, followed by a wild roar, 'Where is Julie!? Get out here and die!'
Julie's face changed greatly, 'Oh no!'
She hurriedly opened the curtains and found that the Lord's Mansion was surrounded by bandits.
She immediately panicked. If Julie was here, of course she would not be afraid, but Julie was now suppressing the bandits, and the bandits came here at this time. What should she do?
Ellington's militia had all left, and now Ellington was like a weak little sheep, being bullied by the bandits.
'Treasure room? No, it's dangerous there. Cabinet? No … secret room … Is there a secret room here?'
Julie began to fumble around the wall in a hurry. Generally speaking, the Lord's Mansion would prepare many secret rooms to facilitate escape in times of danger.
However, the sound of footsteps quickly approached.
Julie, who was terrified to the extreme, calmed down instead. Her gaze fell on the table. She quickly ran over and rolled a piece of animal skin into a scroll in her hand.
Boom!
The door was kicked open. Julie turned around and shouted, 'Who is it?!'
'Eh? It's a woman!'
Buck was stunned for a moment, then he laughed wildly, 'This little beauty is many times more beautiful than Buck's concubines. Little girl, you're mine!'
'How dare you!'
Julie pretended to be mysterious and said coldly, 'I'd like to see who dares to touch me!'
'Little girl, are you trying to test Emyr's patience?'
Buck's single eye stared at Julie. He had traveled extensively in the past, but he had never seen anyone as beautiful as this little girl.
This chick was his for sure!
'Even in Alinx, no one dares to touch me. Do you think a country bumpkin like you is worthy?'
Julie raised her slender white neck disdainfully and looked at Barker with contempt. 'I'm not afraid to tell you that I'm wearing four pieces of Excellent-grade magic equipment. The defensive and counterattack power of each of them is enough to kill a bunch of trash like you. As long as someone with bad intentions touches me, they will automatically activate.'
Excellent-grade magic equipment!
Buck's heart tightened and he subconsciously stopped in his tracks. He even called out to his underling beside him.
Buck's gaze moved up and down Julie's body, especially her earrings and necklace. Only then did he let out a sigh of relief.
'Although I only have one eye left, I'm not blind yet.'
Buck stared at Julie and smiled viciously. 'Excellent-grade magic equipment will have very bright elemental light. Don't tell me you think I don't recognize it?'
This time, it was Julie's turn to be nervous. However, she still forced a cold smile and said, 'That's because you're too ignorant. You haven't heard of the famous name of Spell Permanence.'
Spell Permanence?
Buck was at a loss. He really hadn't heard of Spell Permanence.
However, after a moment of stalemate, Barker roared with a ferocious expression, 'Who cares about Spell Permanence? We'll know if it's real or fake once we try it. Broken Finger, you go and give it a try!'
'Ah!?'
The underling's heart skipped a beat when his name was called. He almost cried out, 'Brother Buck, why me?'
'Didn't you want to get your hands on Elsa, that little b*tch? Now that there's a girl as beautiful as her here, of course I have to take care of you as her big brother.'
Buck smiled viciously. 'Cut the crap and go!'
Buck urged Broken Finger to go, so he had no choice but to walk towards Julie.
Julie became even more nervous. She could almost hear the sound of her heart beating wildly.
It's about time …
Julie silently calculated. Her right hand shook slightly, revealing the scroll a little.
'Stop!'
Buck immediately stopped Broken Finger. He stared at Julie's right hand with his one eye. 'What's that in your hand? Hurry up and take it out!'
Julie looked at him for a moment, then slowly and carefully took out the scroll and placed her left hand on it.
Buck sucked in a breath of cold air. He stared at Julie and sneered, 'Miss, you're so calculating! I'm afraid that the excellent magic equipment is fake. This magic scroll is your real trump card!'
He finally took the bait …
Julie's thoughts turned quickly. She said arrogantly, 'Alinx, Rosa d 'Oro, Julie Rosa d' Oro, inspector of the Aristocratic Parliament. I'm here to confirm whether the new Lord, Emyr, has taken office. If I die here, the knights of the Aristocratic Parliament will flatten the whole of Ellington! You won't live either!'
Buck took a deep breath. Although he didn't know what kind of family the Rosa d 'Oro was, he knew about the Aristocratic Parliament …
He could also recognize Julie's natural sense of nobility. It was definitely a temperament cultivated by the aristocratic education and life since childhood.
Barker had the intention to retreat.
'Miss Julie, you win.'
Buck put away his weapon and said with a gloomy face, 'However, Emyr must die.'
'Lord Emyr is not here.'
Julie wished that Emyr was here. She could easily kill such an enemy with a flick of her finger.
Buck was furious, 'What!? Did he know that I was coming, so he ran away!?'
'Ran away? Only a coward would run away.'
Julie said sarcastically, 'Lord Emyr is not a coward. He has already brought the militia to raid your hometown.'
'Militia?'
Buck was stunned for a moment and suddenly laughed wildly, 'What did you say? That new lord, he's planning to bring the militia to raid my old home? Naive, too naive!'
Naive? Who was the naive one?
Julie sneered in her heart. If Lord Emyr was serious, why would he need others? He could probably completely destroy the entire bandit's lair with a wave of his hand.
'In that case, I'll wait here for him to come back. Before I kill him, I'll have to trouble you to stay in this room, Broken Finger!'
'Here …'
Why was it him again? Broken Finger was really going to cry.
'Find another brother. The two of you keep an eye on her and prevent any movements.'
After Buck finished speaking, he stared coldly at Julie, then turned around and left with the others.
Julie was so scared that a layer of cold sweat appeared on her back. She wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but Broken Finger and the other person were still staring at her. She had to continue to maintain the previous stalemate with them.
At the same time, on Emyr's side, they arrived at the bandit's lair ahead of time.
'Why are we so fast?'
Elsa was full of doubts. She felt that her feet were very light when walking on the mountain road.
Of course, she did not know that Emyr secretly used magic in order to hasten their journey. Otherwise, with their speed, they would have arrived at night.
'The bandit's lair is in front of us. They've built their lair on that hill for several years. We've tried to attack it before, but they beat us back every time.'
Elsa was a little indignant. 'It would be great if we could fly up there.'
Fly up there?
Emyr looked at the hill that was a few hundred meters high. For ordinary people, this kind of stronghold that had the advantage of terrain was indeed very difficult to break through.
But …
'Ronnie, what's your plan?'
Emyr called Ronnie over.
'Plan? What plan?'
'No plan?'
Emyr frowned and scolded mercilessly. 'We're already in front of the enemy, but as the captain of the militia, you have no plan at all. How did you become the captain?'
Ronnie was full of grievances and said indignantly, 'Our mission is to maintain law and order in Ellington, not to suppress bandits! That's the mission of soldiers! We're just militia!'
'Now,' Emyr said expressionlessly, 'I announce that you've been recruited as my private soldiers. Now, soldier, I want you to lead the charge!'
What!?
Ronnie was stunned. How could this guy be so shameless!'