"Hey, is this really effective?" The girl, who was re-bound to the tree stump, frowned.
After a friendly negotiation, she reluctantly agreed to Night Three More's plan. However, the old man persistently pointed a spear at her lower back, which displeased her greatly.
Is it necessary to guard against her like this? She's just a fragile woman!
Night Three More completed the final preparations, checked everything once again, and then turned around.
"I don't know."
Don't know?
"Hey, what do you mean by 'I don't know'?" The girl became nervous.
"Do you realize the consequences if your plan fails? I will die!"
"I know."
"Knowing and still..."
Night Three More ducked behind some concealed bushes in the distance, revealing half of his head indifferently. "Rest assured, I can escape."
"You! Who cares if you can escape or not? I mean me!" The girl, frustrated, had rapid breaths, tightening the ropes that bound her.
"Have you ever thought of escaping?" Night Three More's words left her speechless.
Indeed, has she considered escaping?
Daring to pretend to be captured by goblins alone, wasn't it just to find out who the mastermind behind it all was? Unable to win? Haha, did she think she would play like this without any trump cards? Did this annoying man somehow know about it? Does he possess the legendary mind-reading ability?
The girl suddenly took a sharp breath.
Right! It must be!
The legendary spiritual master has such an ability!
No wonder the goblin that was chopped off behaved so strangely. He must have been mentally controlled by him!
And that old man, so loyal, must also...
Thinking of this, the young girl's body began to tremble.
What long spears and bows? Does he really think these can subdue her? She could knock out these two frail guys in minutes!
Right now, she was just playing along with the act, waiting for the main character to appear. But if this man is indeed a spiritual master...
Although no one in this world can confuse her mind, what about her secrets? Will they all be exposed to him?
Thinking of her embarrassing little secrets, the girl took a deep breath and decided to test him. So, silently cursing in her mind, she said:
"You're an old pervert!"
Night Three More suddenly popped his head out, looking at her, making her face turn pale.
"Hush! Someone's coming."
"Ah? Oh, okay." The girl nodded mechanically.
Soon, a heavy footstep approached from a distance, accompanied by a drawn-out sword. A group of soldiers in simple leather armor emerged from the night, led by a pale-faced man in purple attire. After scanning the pitiful goblin corpses on the ground, especially seeing the old man sitting peacefully beside the girl, he frowned.
"It's you! Guardsman!" The girl gritted her teeth.
"Oh, Lord Weng, greetings."
The man waved his hand, and the four soldiers immediately surrounded the old man with drawn swords.
"Can you explain what's going on here?"
"Shouldn't it be you explaining to me?" the girl retorted.
"Explain?"
The Guardsman chuckled,
"Tonight, you will be killed by goblins, and tomorrow, I will become the new master of Loran. Do you understand this explanation, Lord Weng?"
"Oh, no, I should call you Lord Ling now, right? Hahaha."
"Humph! Without my seal, do you think my subjects will believe you and follow you?" Lord Weng sneered.
"I advise you to think twice. Even if you die later, you can die more comfortably!" he continued, maintaining his condescending demeanor.
"Same expression, same lofty appearance! Who do you think you are? An unknown wild girl, if it weren't for you being the illegitimate daughter of the deceased Lord Weng, do you think you could take over Loran? The Lordship will be mine sooner or later, even if one doesn't work, I'll kill another, sooner or later, the lordship will be mine! And you, you're the last sacrifice!"
"Again with this expression, again with this lofty look! Who do you think you are? An unknown wild girl, if it weren't for you being the illegitimate daughter of the deceased Lord Weng, do you think you could take over Loran? The Lordship will be mine sooner or later, even if one doesn't work, I'll kill another, sooner or later, the lordship will be mine! And you, you're the last sacrifice!"
Lord Ling's face turned pale when he realized that his unknown relatives had been plotted against by the man who found her and asked her to inherit the territory. He tightened his fists.
Those goblins didn't dare to lay a hand on her, indicating they were under the instructions of this man.
"You're seeking death!"
Just as Lord Ling was about to break free from the ropes, the old man suddenly stood up, making the four soldiers tense.
Although each of them had the ability to handle two goblins in a one-on-one fight, the miserable state of the eight goblin corpses made it clear who had done it. They had to be cautious.
"Who are you?" Lord Ling took two steps back,
asking.
"Wealth or power?"
"If it's wealth, there's 500 gold here, just pretend tonight never happened. If it's power, I can arrange for you to become my chief guard. How about that?"
In his view, although this old man was weird, he hadn't untied Lord Ling after killing the goblins. This indicated that he likely wanted to take on the role of those goblins and gain some benefits.
As long as he pacified this old man first, he could do whatever he wanted after obtaining the lordship.
The old man shook his head and raised three fingers.
"Three thousand?"
Lord Ling furrowed his brows, but soon nodded.
"Fine, but I don't have that much on me. You'll have to come with me to the city."
The old man still didn't reply, lowering one finger, turning it into two.
"Two? What do you mean?"
Just as the Guardsman asked, he saw the old man's finger change to one, and his heart skipped a beat.
Especially when the old man suddenly pulled out a short knife, swiftly cutting Lord Ling's ropes. After both of them fell to the ground together, without hesitation, the old man lunged forward, and they both lay flat on the ground.
Five sharp sounds were heard in the tense night. Five arrows shot from various directions towards the wooden stake, surrounding it. The four soldiers who were closing in were hit, falling one after another. Though the arrows didn't penetrate deep, some were merely grazed.
However, in a matter of seconds, they began howling in pain, turning into a pile of flesh, just like the eight goblin corpses.
"You!"
The Guardsman drew his sword and got up, suspiciously looking around.
He had checked for ambushes before coming, so what was the matter with these arrows?
But soon, he had no time to wonder.
Because, in terror, he discovered that Lord Ling had torn off her skirt, then shouted loudly. She lifted the thick tree stump, the size of a person's waist, and fiercely swung it toward him...