He swore that he would never bring the two out to act together in the future.
Early in the morning, after sitting up stiffly, Eleazar blushed bitterly and went alone to the river to wash up.
Whether those two were asleep or not he didn't know, but he couldn't sleep at all anyway.
Seeing him walk away, Evelea sat up as well and said faintly, "Just don't toss him, it would have been hard enough to hold back the murderous intent against you."
Fina slowly opens her eyes and looks at the sky for a moment.
"How did you get rid of the killing intent?"
"Heh, you begged me!"
The witch who held the core secrets was incomparably rampant.
Fina gripped her magic-breaking dagger tightly and twisted her head coldly.
Eleazar walks back and watches the two men's furious confrontation from afar, unable to stop and pretend he didn't see it.
It was too hard to coax anyone into doing anything wrong, he couldn't just split himself in half and split it in half for one person.
It was hard to wait for the two to lay down a little bit, so he hurriedly walked up to persuade them:
"Come on, it's time to move on, you guys don't still want to keep camping tonight, do you?"
Both of them skimmed their heads at the same time, "Hmph!"
Eleazar smiled bitterly as he preceded to the village gates, sensing one by one the lumberjacks who were out and ready to work.
They need to make sure that no one in the village has been marked by the Deer Head Spirit's curse first.
This curse can make it respawn, so don't wait until it's good enough to kill it later, only to realize that you haven't digested the magic potion, and that's going to be tough.
"Any luck?"
Fina, who had shuffled in behind and arrived, asked with concern.
Watching the hundred or so lumberjacks troop out of the village, Eleazar shook his head slowly.
"These itinerant workers really won't be the target, it's better to investigate the natives of this village."
Evelea jumped at the chance, "So let's make a scene and draw everyone out?"
"Well, it's simple."
Fina turned her head to look at the village, palms propped up, already considering where to set fire to.
Eleazar was moved to tears, "Please don't make this so complicated."
At that moment, a voice filled with resentment came from the side.
"How dare you look for a job with us?"
The trio turned their heads at the sound and looked at a man with the upper half of his body covered in bandages and a cane in his hand.
Well, it's the man who was kicked in the face last night and broke an unknown number of ribs, Supervisor Tang, as the workers call him.
Relying on his position in the village, he threatened viciously, "Have those two women come over and play with me for a few days, and maybe I'll consider giving you an errand!"
Eleazar was fretting about how to how to make a scene, and someone who didn't know what to do came to his door, and he couldn't have asked for more.
There was no politeness at all, and he went straight up to the so-called overseer and beat him violently.
"Ah!!!"
The mobility-impaired man was instantly beaten and screaming.
A few villagers who were disturbed to come out found a scene and realized that they rushed up to stop it.
But how could they possibly hold off the Transcendents.
The villagers immediately yelled at the top of their lungs, "Murder!"
pitchforks, hoes, woodchippers, axes, shotguns...
A dozen strong villagers with weapons rushed over and finally rescued the man who had been beaten to death.
Eleazar patted the dust from his hands, his emotionless gaze slowly sweeping over them.
Well, there's no curse on these people either.
All of them were half-mutilated, and when Supervisor Tang saw so many people around him, he suddenly had the courage to clamor again.
"Brothers... Cough it up! The two women stay, the men break their arms and legs and throw them into the forest as sacrifices!"
Eleazar, who was all set to leave, paused and slowly twisted his head, and the Witch, the Warlock, also slowly cast an icy stare.
"Offerings?"
The people of this village had, after all, long known of the unknown horrors coiled in the depths of the Blackwood Forest, and they had discovered that they could offer sacrifices in exchange for peace!
Coldly watching the dozen or so villagers with weapons approach, Eleazar slowly put on his mind ring.
"Stop!"
Seeing that the light of the mind was about to bloom, a middle-aged man in a coat ran over quickly.
"Tang, how many times have I told you not to keep bullying outsiders based on your status as an overseer!"
Supervisor Tang coughed up blood, "Boss, he's the one who's bullying me, don't you see that I've been beaten up like this."
"Shut up, I know you tried to use my name to coerce people again last night!"
The middle-aged man interrupted his sophistry with a stern voice and drove away the menacing companions again, stepping in front of the trio.
"Outlander, I'm sorry for giving you that impression, but it's all right now, so get out of here."
Eleazar smiled faintly and whispered back, "I'm actually quite interested in the rituals you have here."
The air on the field froze. The middle-aged man slowly turned back to look at the frightened-eyed Supervisor Tang in the crowd behind him.
"I... It's not what I said..."
The middle-aged man came to his side and slowly crouched down, helping him to straighten the clothes that had just been messed up.
"Tang, it's been so many years, how many women have you spoiled, how many gambling debts have you reneged on, I won't talk about it, I've wiped your ass so many times, and you don't remember it every time, this kind of fearful day, you should have enjoyed it enough too..."
"Don't! Don't! Elder spare your life!"
Realizing what he was trying to do, Don pushed him away in a panic and turned to crawl hard on the ground, trying to escape.
The middle-aged man called Elder took an axe from the villagers around him, chased after him, and chopped the overseer to death with a few axes, splattering blood on the spot!
The dozen or so villagers beside him watched this with expressionless faces.
The Elder wiped the drops of blood from his face, gasped and smiled at the three outsiders, "I'm really sorry for letting you guys see this kind of scene, but seeing as you guys don't seem to be scared, I guess it didn't scare you."
Eleazar cocked his head, "So can we still go now?"
"Be my guest, be my guest, but please, you must keep my secret."
The Elder smiled and held out his hand in a please feel free gesture, but when the three had turned around, he took the shotgun from the villager beside him and aimed it at the youth's back.
Eleazar puts his fingers together and quickly turns around with a stroke.
Skeleton gauntlets: wall of wind!
"Bang--"
The next second, the muzzle of the gun in front of him spewed out a dense stream of projectiles, cutting out bullet trails that instantly came into view.
The wall of wind collapsed on the spot, and the ground was encrusted with loose bullets that splattered the ground with debris.
The three of them were very miraculously unharmed, and the Blackwood Village Elder's face was surprised for a moment before he laughed again and again, "Sorry, sorry, I seem to have hit it crookedly!"
"Ka-ching!"
Pulling the chamber, he raised the gun again and took aim.
"Don't worry, I'll aim well this time and won't cause you any pain."
Eleazar looked at the muzzle of his gun and said faintly:
"You haven't died before, how do you know there's no pain."