Use foreign lands to conquer the whole of Europe

Chapter 28: Chapter 28: The Devil Knocks on the Door

At this juncture, a light knock on the door and a strange girl's voice came together, making Berg vigilant.

The candles in the room were still extinguished, so it was unreasonable to pretend to be asleep.

He could only squeeze out a simple and honest smile, and bit the bullet to open the door.

"Excuse me?"

Asking is just a formality.

The moment he saw the thin blonde girl, he knew who she was.

It was the apprentice knight.

"Hello, Mr. Berg. I'm Lord Slade's knight, Angie." The girl greeted him politely, with a timid smile on her yellowish face due to malnutrition.

"I heard that you have medicine for wounds here... My leg hurts so much that I can't sleep."

Her pronunciation was a bit slurred, and her speech was confused, like an uneducated country girl.

Berg's smile froze on his face, and it took a few seconds to realize what she meant:
"Oh, Sir Knight, hello! If you don't dislike my dilapidated wooden house, please come in first. I know a little bit about medicine, and I can help you treat it."

At this time, Berg was like an ordinary farmer, with a smile showing three parts of timidity and seven parts of flattery.

Seeing the enthusiasm of the other party, Angie's face showed joy, and after thanking him, he limped into the room with Berg.

Behind her, there is a strange thing covered with green vines, which is very eye-catching.

"Master Anji, what is this you are carrying?"

Berg closed the door and pretended to ask casually.

"Ah... this is for Lord Slade..."

Anji stumbled as he spoke, his voice getting softer, his eyes dodging and he lowered his head, as if he regretted answering this question.

Berger's heart skipped a beat.

Obviously, this is a very important thing, and there is a high probability that it is a treasure obtained from a foreign land.

It must not be easy for the deputy head of the Patton to be injured into such a foreign land. The value of this trophy is self-evident, and it even needs to be guarded every step of the way.

Thinking of this, he still had that ingratiating smile on his face, saying that he was going to fetch medicine for her, and walked to the side shelf to search for it, but in a corner where the girl couldn't see, he took out the knife hidden on the shelf without a trace. Put it in your pocket.

Anji moved to the chair step by step and sat down, pretending that his legs were in pain, but in fact they were really in pain, and even deliberately aggravated the sound of breathing.

"Mr. Berg, could I trouble you to hurry up?"

She tried to make her tone calmer, but her voice couldn't stop shaking, with a hint of grievance.

"Just wait a moment, it will be ready soon!"

Looking at Berg who was rummaging through boxes and cabinets, Angie smiled silently.

Her current character is a "gentle, harmless and weak" little girl, and she even has to pretend to be willful to be more in line with her age.

The apprentice knight's sign was also revealed on purpose by her.Naturally, the villagers can't understand it, but those who know the goods will know the meaning behind it-such as the person in front of them.

Smart is mistaken by smart.

He would definitely think that this is the unique vanity of a little girl, even if she is just an apprentice knight, she still has to call herself a knight.

To become a knight, merit and strength are indispensable.Angie's age is like a smoke bomb, making Berg involuntarily think that what she lacks is strength.

This series of fatal misjudgments will greatly weaken his vigilance.

Aside from these, in fact, Berg's disguise was very good, and there was nothing suspicious about the furnishings in the wooden house.

He even put away the wooden stools that those people sat on in meetings before, leaving only this one outside, creating an image of a middle-aged man who lives alone all year round and rarely interacts with others.

If Sean and Barton came over, there shouldn't be any problem.

It's a pity that it was her, a "weak little girl" whose actual age did not match her appearance.

The muscles in Berg's exposed leg tense, meaning he's still on guard.

But Angie has done enough, and doing any more is counterproductive.

Next, just wait for this kind Uncle Berg to apply her medicine and see the wound on her leg.

Anyone who sees such a bad wound will feel that she is no longer able to fight normally, but she still carries a treasure to be dedicated to Lord Slade.

At that time, the kind uncle will naturally expose the greedy side of human nature.

When Berg turned his head, he saw Angie sitting on a chair with a pale complexion, biting his bloodless lips, frowning slightly, looking extremely tormented.

He walked over carefully with the medicine, and after obtaining the girl's consent, he removed the coarse cloth on her calf, revealing the festering and pus-feeding wound underneath.

"Oh, Master Anji, your wound is too serious, and my medicine may not work. To be on the safe side, you have to goug out the rotten flesh—"

Berg sighed and shook his head, his face showing displeasure.

Angie flinched and her voice began to tremble, "Is it really that serious? But..."

As she spoke, she lowered her head aggrievedly, "Can't I just let it grow by itself? If I have to use a knife, I'm sure I won't be able to survive—"

The squeamish girl seemed completely unaware of the impending danger, just immersed in her own world, trying to get Berg to heal her wounds in another way.

And the moment her eyes turned to the ground, Berg's hand had quietly touched the knife in his arms.

At such a close distance, it only takes one blow to easily cut off that slender neck.

He had already seen the life of killing the three of them by himself, returning to Comoran with the spoils of war, and flying to the sky from then on.

At this moment, the girl's weak crying voice came to my ears:
"Unfortunately, I can't use these."

Angie's tone was so confusing that Berg, who was still immersed in fantasy, failed to react immediately.

What does it mean?
At the moment when he was slightly stunned, countless thorny vines sprang out from nowhere, covering the sky and covering the sky, poking straight into his body!
The severe pain made him scream, but his mouth was gagged the moment he uttered the sound.

These vines actually pierced directly into his mouth!
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"

He didn't dare to move anymore, his whole body was trembling with pain, and he looked in horror——

The girl in front of her was slowly getting up, holding a long sword that came out of nowhere in her hand.

Her eye sockets were still slightly red, but the cold light flashed on the sharp and twisted double blades illuminated the excitement hidden in her eyes.

It's clear that everything before that is a girl in disguise.

But how could a teenage girl do it so perfectly, even fooling everyone's eyes?
With such a serious wound, there is still energy left to fight?

"Uncle Berger~"

Under the flickering candlelight, the corners of Angie's mouth slowly rose, his tearful eyes shone in a physical sense, and his pretentiously intimate voice was so exaggerated that Berg got goose bumps all over his body.

"I want to ask you, what does 'reversed knight' mean?"

Berg was already scolding his mother loudly in his heart. He didn't expect that his experienced self would fall into the hands of such a wicked little girl.

But in addition to being angry, he felt a chill crawling up his spine.

Why does she know these things?

Seeing that Berg has not responded for a long time, Angie's patience is also rapidly decreasing visible to the naked eye.She sighed helplessly, piercing his shoulder with a sword.

"Mmmmmmmmm—"

The blood didn't gush out, but was sucked up by the thorny vines.Only then did Berg discover that these vines grew from the hilt of the sword!
"If you stall any longer, I'm going to cut off your leg... that's 'better' to bring you back to Kent, isn't it?"

Berger knew all too well what that emphatic "better" meant.

He whimpered anxiously from the depths of his throat, half because of the pain, half for begging for mercy.

"Elia, let him go."

At the moment of saying these words, Angie saw Berg's face showing a sinister look.

Without the slightest hesitation, she had already slashed at his legs with her sword before the brain gave the order.

But lost the target in the next second.

Elijah's sharp sword slashed through the air, and slammed heavily on the wooden table beside it, making a muffled sound.

Angie was alone in the room.

"I X your uncle, you XXX's XX!"

Angie reacted quickly and cursed a few words in a low voice.

She had expected this to happen.

It's just that she's really upset right now.

Angie looked at the sword that was still dripping blood.The feeling of the sharp knife piercing into the flesh is still there, and the sword just now did cut Berg—but before he had time to cut off his leg, the man disappeared in an instant.

Is it the ability possessed by Berg himself, or the effect of the treasure?

The blood on the ground extended all the way to the outside of the house. Since it wasn't a real teleportation, it would always leave such clues.

Thinking of this, Anji couldn't help smiling——

"Master, your smile at the moment is really perverted. I think the scolding look just now is more suitable..."

"shut up!"

　Thanks to Miao Xiaoyu's trumpet la la la for her encouragement and votes,

　　And a dozen recommendation tickets for smiling killing intent,

　　And Xiao Xu, who has been voting, please remain an excellent classmate~
　　(Originally, I wanted to take a lazy break after coding a chapter today, but I found out: it seems that more people have read it.)
　　Immediately, I felt the pressure increase!
　　I can't be so lazy anymore!
　　Weep silently and continue to code.

　　


(End of this chapter)