"Those people have been here before."
Standing there, feeling the information conveyed by the chip in his mind, this thought flashed through Athir's mind.
He stood there and frowned subconsciously, instinctively feeling that something was wrong.
"Sir, what's wrong?" Behind Athir, several followers followed and looked at Athir standing there frowning, with some confusion.
"It's okay." Hearing the shouting behind him, Athir shook his head: "Let's go."
He led his men to the place where they had tied the horses before, mounted the horse first, and left in a certain direction under the guidance of the guide, preparing to explore the next location.
In this way, Atier carefully explored this area for several days, but except for the first place, he found nothing abnormal in other places.
After a while, it seemed that because nothing "abnormal" was found in this area, Athir was sent to the border to meet up with other knight apprentices.
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Several months passed in a flash.
In a jungle in the wild, several people were exploring carefully.
They were dressed differently, and their bodies reeked of a mixture of sweat and blood. Each of them looked like a desperado, but the expressions on their faces were tense and even a little frightened.
They walked here quickly and cautiously, trying to run forward, as if they were avoiding something.
Whoosh!
The sound of an arrow piercing through the air was heard, causing a hint of fear to subconsciously appear in the eyes of these people.
The sharp arrow, with great power, hit one of the men's throat quickly and accurately, nailing him directly to a big tree behind him, and scarlet blood flowed out directly.
"Run!" Cries of fear rang out. They seemed to have seen something horrible. Expressions of extreme fear appeared on their faces for a moment, and then they fled in all directions, getting away from here as fast as they could.
In an instant, several arrows flew from a distance and hit several people's chests with incredible precision and speed.
In front, a young man appeared under a big tree, holding an ox horn bow about two meters long in his hand.
He looked very handsome, no more than thirteen or fourteen years old, wearing black leather armor, and walked quickly from the front like a polite and elegant young nobleman.
But when people looked at this young man, it was as if they saw a devil. There was an incomparable despair in their eyes, and even their bodies were shaking.
"You can't run! He's alone! Let's go together!"
Looking at the figure of Athir in front of them, a man who looked like a leader among these people gritted his teeth and shouted loudly to the people around him.
The next moment, an arrow came flying at him and pierced through his chest, leaving him unable to speak anymore.
"Damn it!"
Seeing this scene, some people gritted their teeth and hid behind the surrounding big trees, preparing to gather together to fight against Athir.
These people were real desperadoes, and naturally knew what they should do at this time. At this moment, a mouthful of hot blood rushed to their chests, and they picked up their weapons and prepared to rush towards Athir.
Of course, there were also those who still rushed outside regardless of the consequences.
However, this group of people also died the fastest. In order to prevent these people from escaping, Athir directly picked up the bow in his hand, and shot sharp arrows with strong force towards those people, shooting down several people who tried to escape.
At this time, the people in front of him also gathered together, holding weapons in their hands, and rushed towards Athir with roars.
He put down the bow in his hand, and instantly drew the cross sword at his waist with his right hand and slashed forward fiercely.
A human head instantly fell from the sky, leaving a headless corpse on the spot, falling to the ground nearby.
A battle ended quickly.
With Athir's physical fitness nearly three times that of ordinary people, the people in front of him could not see his movements at all and were easily dealt with by him.
Pulling his sword from a corpse, Athir's expression did not change at all, and then he quickly walked to the front.
Some of the people who were shot by arrows before were not dead yet. They were lying on the ground, their bodies twitching instinctively. The worst of them was the first person, who was nailed to a big tree by his arrow.
Atier stepped forward and killed these people one by one with his sword, then looked in several directions in the distance.
During the previous chaos, a few people took the opportunity to run away and were not left behind by Athir.
With Athir's speed, it would be easy to catch up.
But he finally gave up the idea and stayed where he was quietly, waiting for the people behind him to come and deal with it.
He stood there for a while, and then he heard footsteps beside him.
"Lord Athir!" A voice called out from behind. A middle-aged man in leather armor came over with a group of guards. He was shocked when he saw the corpses all over the ground.
"Let's clean up the bodies here." Athir said calmly without saying much.
Following the order, the surrounding guards began to clean up the bodies.
They said they were cleaning up, but in fact they were mainly collecting spoils. The clothes and leather armor worn by the corpses, the weapons they held, and the money they looted along the way were all a considerable fortune, which was carefully collected by this group of people and gathered aside.
As for the process, Athir just took a glance and didn't pay much attention to it.
According to convention, most of these spoils would belong to Athir, but Athir was alone, and there was no use for him to take the blood-stained thin leather armor and simple weapons, so he only took the gold coins and other easy-to-carry items and other easy-to-sell items, and distributed the rest to the guards.
The guards around also knew this, so they were working hard to collect the items. From time to time, they stripped off the leather armor and clothes worn by some corpses, not caring at all about the blood stains on them.
After collecting the spoils, only corpses were left.
There is no need to clean these up. After a few days, wild beasts will naturally follow the smell of blood and find their way here, and digest the corpses.
After a while, Athir and others returned to the resting place, where there were several other knight apprentices sitting there, seemingly discussing something.
"Athir, have you caught up with those robbers?" A familiar voice sounded in Athir's ears, startling him.
That was Dill, who was wearing leather armor and holding a huge sword in his hand. He looked at Athir's figure and said with concern.
Looking at him, Athir smiled and said, "Dil, you are here too?"
Dill nodded and said helplessly, "There is no other way. Recently, there are more and more bandits on the border, and the situation on the front line is getting more and more tense. We have no choice but to send all of us here."
"That's true." Athir remembered the situation in this area during this period, and nodded in agreement. Then he asked in confusion, "Has this area always been so chaotic before?"
"That's not the case," Dill said casually.
"This area is the boundary between our Kingdom of Arieu and the Kingdom of Bode. It used to be a chaotic place with some wild tribes living there, as well as a large number of criminals and bandits who have fled here over the years. It is a very difficult place to manage. However, although it was chaotic before, it was still relatively stable. There are the noble armed forces led by Count Bolia. Although these people are all desperate criminals, they dare not mess around."
"But as you know, the battle on the front line has reached a stalemate recently, and the nobles are unable to spare any manpower. These people have become restless, and each of them wants to go south to plunder."
Dill sighed, then slowly explained to Athir beside him.
"I understand." Seeing him like this, Athir showed a gentle smile on his face. He sat down next to him, then drew out his cross sword and wiped the blood off it with a clean cloth.
After a while, a guard suddenly walked up to Athir and asked him respectfully, "Lord Athir, someone is looking for you outside."
Athir turned around and looked into the distance before saying, "Let him come directly over."
The guard beside him nodded respectfully and walked quickly to the side. After a while, a middle-aged hunter came to Athir's side.
The hunter was wearing a thick animal skin robe, holding a large cloth bag in his hand, with a humble smile on his face, standing quietly in front of Athir.
In front of Athir, he opened the big cloth bag in his hand, which contained some green snakes.
These are green-eyed snakes, and there seem to be more than a dozen of them in the bag. To avoid the venom, the heads of these green-eyed snakes have been cut off and they are packed separately in another small bag.
Looking at these green-eyed snakes, Athir's brows slightly frowned.
These green-eyed snakes had not been cleaned yet, and there was a strange stench inside. Moreover, among the dried green snake blood, there was also some red dried blood, which was quickly discovered by Athir.
This is very deadly, which means that someone was bitten when catching these snakes, and blood splashed on the snakes. Given the toxicity of the green-eyed snake, a bite by an ordinary person means death, and there is no chance of luck.
The lack of a labor force is almost a devastating blow to the families behind these people.
Thinking of this, Atier sighed.
He could neither change anything about this situation nor did he want to change anything.
No matter what the original purpose was, since these people choose to take the risk, they should be mentally prepared to face this possibility. No matter what the final result is, it is their own choice.
He took out a purse that had been prepared long ago and threw it directly to the hunter opposite. Then, without saying anything more, he signaled the other party to leave.
The middle-aged hunter still had a humble expression on his face. He secretly estimated the weight in his hand, and suddenly felt happy. He hurriedly left respectfully.
After waiting for him to leave for a while, Athir stood up, picked up the cloth bag full of green-eyed snakes, and walked to the side.
He took out the snake stone from the snake meat, and then had someone wash the snake meat and take it aside for processing.
(End of this chapter)