Having a powerful lord as a father figure, what's wrong with just wanting to draw cards?

Domi put his mask back on, walked forward, and shouted:

"While I can still walk, let's hurry up and find our way. We can celebrate when we get back."

"Oh!" Toll immediately followed: "We must have a big meal when we get back! We'll eat our way back and make up for all the hunger we've felt these past few days!"

"Uh... how many days have you been locked up here?"

"About three days. If you don't come soon, I might have to eat my own excrement."

"You've had it tough too~"

With these two around, how bad could things get? Forty-Seven jogged after them, her little ponytail bobbing, seemingly full of youth and vitality.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, an unusual noise suddenly came from the pine forest ahead, and the three of them immediately became extremely alert.

“Something’s up…” Domi said in a deep voice, “I’ll go investigate.”

Just as he was about to take a step, a hand pressed down on both of his shoulders.

47: "Young Master, we should act together now."

Tuo'er: "Yes, young man. Nowadays, we are all cowards. Only by acting together can we maximize the chances of avoiding accidents."

"Okay, let's go together then, but be careful not to get spotted."

Toll gave him a thumbs up: "Don't worry, we're an A-rank adventurer after all!"

So they quietly hid behind the tree trunk, sneaking out half their heads.

There's a stream ahead that's not narrow; if you try to cross it, your pants will get wet.

On the other side of the stream, it seemed that an adventurer party had been driven into a desperate situation.

"What a coincidence, Albert, we meet again!"

The bald fire mage, Albert, frowned deeply, looking at his opponent with considerable apprehension.

"Lance...you planned this all along, didn't you? This time it was planned, and so was the last time. There's no such thing as a coincidence!"

Lance, whom I'd met briefly at the tavern, shrugged, toying with the short sword in his hand, a playful smile on his face.

"Well, now that things have come to this, I won't lie to you anymore."

He stretched out his arms: "My companions and I like to rob people like you the most!"

"A pig that works hard to earn money but has no ability to protect it, and even when its companions die, it will still encourage each other and continue to pretend to work hard."

"That's right! I had my eye on you guys back then. Guess who put that trap chest there? That's right! It was me!"

"Then guess who issued that commission to exterminate the monsters in the maze? That's right! I was the one who had it issued!"

“I’ve planned your every move, and you bunch of pigs will stupidly jump right in.”

"Don't blame me. It was your stupidity and greed that killed you. Blame yourselves."

"You!" Albert was absolutely furious, and his entire body was ablaze with fire magic.

Tank Tower Mountain and swordsman Barnett also stepped forward with grim faces, drawing their swords.

"That's too much...that's just too much!"

"Anjie..." Seeing her older sister, who usually took good care of her, in such pain, coupled with the hatred brought about by being schemed against, Afu also felt an uncontrollable killing intent.

"Yo yo yo, not bad momentum," Lance rubbed the blade of his short sword with his fingers. "After so many years of hard work, even pigs have some fighting power now. You don't think I'd be stupid enough to go head-to-head with you, do you?"

"Think about what you did before you left the town this morning?"

Afu recalled carefully...

In the morning, they got up, brushed their teeth, ate breakfast, packed their gear, and prepared to leave. As they left, an old woman was selling amulets. To ensure a smooth and safe mission, they each bought one. Then they went out to complete their quests. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary…

No! That old woman!

She quickly took out the "handmade amulet" from the small bag on her waistband. She hadn't felt anything when she received it before, but now it felt a little numb in her hand.

This thing is not a peace charm at all!

The other team members also took it out and threw it on the ground.

Upon seeing this, Lance burst into laughter:

"The nerve paralysis toxin called the Peace Talisman is colorless and odorless. It accumulates in the body and takes a very long time to fully take effect—it's about time, by the way."

"You didn't expect that, did you? That old woman is a notorious poison potionist! I spent a fortune trying to get her to sell this stuff to you guys."

"Slurp~" He licked the blade with his tongue, revealing a cruel, butcher-like expression: "Hopefully, the money you've saved up these past few days will be enough to make up for my losses~"

"Go, take them out."

At Lance's command, the desperados following behind swarmed forward.

Tashan and Barnett tried to stop them, but their bodies felt numb and weak, and they couldn't muster any strength at all.

What should I do? What should I do!

As the squad leader, was Albert really going to just watch his team members die one by one in front of him?

Cheer up! Even if it means sacrificing your own life to save everyone else's, it's worth it! Just like Daniel did back then!

But he was ultimately not as powerful as Daniel.

He's an adventurer with the potential to advance to Rank A, unlike someone like me who's just a C-rank nobody.

Albert can't save everyone, not even himself.

"I'm so useless...".

"What are you saying, Albert! Don't give up so easily!"

“Afu…”

She was a girl much younger than him, yet she stood up with her simple and strong willpower, while he, after lying on the ground, could never get up again.

"Run, Afu! If you can stand up, cross the stream and run to the other side. At least you can survive."

"Do you really think so little of yourself, Albert!?"

Afu snapped, "Didn't you say you'd lead us to make money, buy better equipment, and start over in the guild by changing our old names? Have you forgotten all of that?!"

"You're a man. Since you made such a grand statement, take responsibility! What's the meaning of crying and wailing like a woman now? You think it's noble to sacrifice yourself and let me leave?"

Afu struggled to raise her dagger and deflect the opponent's sword, but she staggered several steps and almost fell.

(No... stop fighting, you should use this energy to run...)

Seeing Afu being driven to the brink of despair, Albert felt powerless to help and could only pray that Afu would stop caring about them and just leave on her own.

puff!

On the other side, Tashan and Barnett were struggling. Tashan's shoulder was pierced and blood was flowing freely, while Barnett was kicked to the ground and the enemy had a sword to his neck.

Lance went straight to Ange, placed his hand on her chin, and examined her closely:

"Miss Anjie, actually I've liked you for a long time. Look at your lewd yet still charming body, ah~ I really want to put it on the bed and ravage it."

"Lance, you beast!" Albert barely managed to lift his head and cursed.

“Shut up, Albert,” Lance looked at him like he was a clown. “Losers have no right to resist. The winner takes all. You should enjoy this feeling and let it be etched into your bones as your own unique mark.”

"Brothers, hurry up! Kill all the men, leave Albert and the women alone! We'll have sex in front of Albert!"

"What kind of intriguing expression will he make when he watches helplessly as the women in his team are toyed with by us? It'll be interesting to see!"

"Wuhu!!" A group of people howled excitedly.

As he spoke, Lance began to tear at Ange's clothes.

However, he had only just torn off a cotton coat when his hand stopped. It wasn't that he didn't want to go any further, but his wrist was being held and he couldn't move.

He immediately used his other hand, which was holding a short sword, to stab the man, and then broke free from his restraints.

“Mr. Death Omen!” Ange cried out with joy and tears.

Upon hearing this name, Afu, who had been struggling nearby, smiled with relief. With him there, everyone would survive this time.

"So you're the infamous Death Omen! I've heard so much about your hunting of the Frost Wyvern. I've heard so much about you!"

"Judging from your appearance, it seems you've returned empty-handed. What about your little follower? Did you lose your little follower instead of the dragon?"

The people in the long-range turret looked and saw that there was indeed only Death Omen; Mr. Forty-Seven had disappeared.

On the other side of the stream, behind the tree trunk.

Forty-Seven and Tuor had only just realized that Domi had disappeared from their side when they were suddenly on the other side.

They stopped hiding and rushed over to provide support.

"Why do all these hot-blooded young men love to play the hero and save the damsel in distress... even though that 'damsel in distress' is bald..."

"Young Master, I'm coming right away!"

Everyone's attention was drawn to the grotesque, muscular man with the pigeon-head hood and the pretty little girl beside him.

"That girl... her figure is about the same as Forty-Seven, could she be her?!" A somewhat immature thought suddenly came to Afu's mind.

“Mr. Lance,” Domi spoke up, and everyone looked at him again.

"It seems you care quite a bit about whether my request has been completed properly."

Domi pulled a handful of Reverse Scales from the inside pocket of his trench coat and scattered them on the snow.

The Frost Dragon's reverse scales shimmered like the surface of a rippling lake under the sunlight.

Ten thousand Northern Shields, twenty thousand Northern Shields... there must be at least sixteen hundred thousand Northern Shields here!

That's equivalent to killing sixteen Frost Wyverns!

Those creatures that stand at the very top of the B-level pyramid! And they live in groups!

No, the shock of this scene was too great. Lance's men were already having second thoughts, and their steps were trembling uncontrollably.

Standing before them was a ruthless man capable of single-handedly slaughtering sixteen sub-dragons!

Facing Lance, Domi's lips curled into a slight smile:

"So, what's your assessment?"

I'm starting to play offline now. If you don't have monthly tickets, recommendation votes are fine too QAQ