I, Viego, conquer Terra!

But his pulse was very weak, and he looked seriously injured. He didn't bring any medicine or bandages to treat his injuries...

Maybe he will die soon?

Having said that, Viego carried the girl back to the car and roughly checked her injuries to make sure there were no wounds that caused heavy bleeding so that she would not bleed to death in the car.

Viego has always been a kind-hearted person, and he still can't do such a thing as watching a stranger die.

He placed the blue-haired girl in the passenger seat and secured her with a seat belt to prevent her from waking up and moving around, then prepared to return to the driver's seat and continue driving.

Just as Viego opened the door and was about to get in the car.

In the shadow behind him, a matte sharp blade was silently extended.

The target is directly at Viego's neck!

Black fog suddenly spread out and enveloped the surroundings.

The gorgeous dark green sword pierced through the black fog, and on the sword was a figure shrouded in a pitch-black cloak.

"Sarkaz...?" Viego saw the racial characteristics of the figure clearly, frowned, swung his sword, and threw it to the ground like garbage. He turned his head to glance at the unconscious blue-haired girl in the co-pilot seat, with a look of doubt in his eyes.

"Damn it... Did these two things just happen to happen together, or was I set up by a witch?"



Chapter 48: The new car I just picked up!

In the wilderness, a white-haired man holding a dark green sword stood beside an off-road vehicle, looking down at the black-robed Sarkaz whose body was pierced.

This Sarkaz did not die immediately. Just like when facing the red-haired Sarkaz girl, the black mist also lost its one-hit-kill capability on this black-robed man.

Some of it was beyond Viego's expectations.

He could sense that the face of the Sarkaz in front of him was gradually changing from blood red to pale, which proved that the black fog was indeed moving in his body, plundering his vitality, but the progress was slow.

Why is that?

Viego became interested.

Is it because there is some kind of power in this Sarkaz's body that can block the black fog, or does he have some kind of life-saving trick like the "blood lock"?

The Sarkaz's eyes, shrouded in a pitch-black cloak, were fixed on Viego, with a fanaticism in them that he could not understand.

"Stranger... You shouldn't get involved in the Sarkaz's war." Sarkaz's voice was filled with murderous intent. "The King's judgment is about to fall on you, and we will be the sharp blade that carries out his will. You..."

puff-

The sound of flesh being pierced interrupted the Sarkaz's words.

Viego didn't have the patience to listen to him talking nonsense.

The reason why he was not killed immediately was simply because this body still had experimental value.

Viego pulled out the Ruined King Sword from the Sarkaz's body, sensing the movement of the black mist in the Sarkaz's body, and after a moment, he stabbed the Ruined King Sword down again.

"The King of Sarkaz will...!"

puff-

The stabbing green long sword interrupted Sarkaz's words again.

The Ruined King's Sword was pulled out by Viego, and this time the Sarkaz remained silent.

Viego looked at him with amusement: "Go on, why don't you say anything?"

Sarkaz stared at Viego with anger in his eyes: "How dare you humiliate a pardoner..."

laugh--!

Viego got what he wanted, so he didn't waste any more words on him and simply cut off his head with a sword, watching the Sarkaz's lips opening and closing weakly.

It turns out to be the Pardoner...How come he came so quickly?

Are these people so well-informed?

There were a few prying eyes in the distance... but they were too far away and difficult to catch up.

Moreover, there is an unknown power in the body of the Pardoner that prevents the black fog from robbing them of their lives.

The black fog has lost its ability to kill with one strike, and if you chase it rashly you might fall into a trap... and it might be difficult to fight it then.

Then forget about it for now.

Viego turned around and got into the car, started it again, and glanced at the blue-haired girl in the passenger seat.

What race is this?

She doesn't seem to have any racial characteristics, no horns, and no tail... Wait, what is that ring on her head?

When he took the girl into the car, he didn't have time to take a closer look. He just stuffed her in and drove away. Viego didn't notice it. Now he looked carefully and found that there was a...

White ring?

What the hell, an angel?!

I think it should be an angel...but I don't know what it is called in this world.

My understanding of this world is still too shallow. When I move to a bigger city, I will definitely find a few more books that introduce other worlds.

There weren't any obvious injuries on the blue-haired girl's body, and judging by the marks she'd left there just now, it seemed like she'd been attacked on the road... She'd probably fainted, maybe even had a concussion?

I just don't know if she is an innocent person who was inexplicably involved in the attack, or an assassin in the same group as the Pardoner?

After driving for some distance, Viego stopped the car.

We must first find out the identity of this girl.

It would be fine if she had no hostility, but it would be bad if she was in cahoots with those pardoners and woke up halfway through the journey and sabotaged the car, damaging it.

Viego was still counting on this car for transportation, and he treasured his new car very much.

He himself can get hurt, but the new car he just got cannot be damaged.

A moment later, Viego found a leather wallet in the girl's coat pocket.

There was a photo of four people. A girl with red hair and a girl with pink hair, stacked together like sisters, stood in the middle. A girl with blue hair stood on the left and smiled. On the right was a woman with pink hair and a calm expression.

Three had halos on their heads, and one had feathers on his head.

She's really an angel...

The background of the photo is a school, but the name of the school cannot be fully included in the photo. Viego can only see the three words "Latlan..."

Rutland?

If I remember correctly, I heard Hedley mention it before, saying that Lateran is a country that is hostile to Kazdel, and that it is separated from Kazdel by Syracuse and Rembil.

Then it is unlikely that he is from the group of the Pardoner...racial characteristics cannot be faked.

There are many wandering Sarkaz mercenaries in the area around Kazdel who also work as robbers and rob any Lateran caravans that appear in their field of vision. It is very likely that this girl was attacked by those robbers?

Viego leaned over curiously and raised his hand to touch the dim white ring on the blue-haired girl's head. It felt hard and cold, without any temperature, as if he was touching a piece of ice.

"Have you touched enough?" A weak and hoarse female voice interrupted Viego's thoughts. "If you have touched enough, take your hands back."

Viego withdrew his hand and lowered his head to meet the gaze of the blue-haired girl.

"Uh... excuse me?"

"It's okay." She took a breath and sat up straight. "You saved my life, so I can tolerate this, but next time please don't rashly touch the aura of a Sakota - that's very rude."

"Okay." Viego followed suit and asked, "How do you know I saved you?"

"Do I even need to ask this?" The girl asked back, "Those Sarkaz raiders will not let a Sakta live - you are not a Sarkaz, and you didn't kill me. I was in your car, who else could have saved me except you?"

Her answer was interesting, simple and straightforward, yet it went straight to the point.

Viego laughed, started the car, stepped on the accelerator and hit the road.

"You're right. So, how did you end up unconscious in the wilderness?"

"The Marauder's sorcerers attacked my car," she said simply. "The door flew off, the car spun out of control, and I was thrown out."

"Then you are really unlucky... However, I heard that the relationship between Ratlan and Kazdel is not very good. Why are you here?"

"I have companions here, and I was on my way to join them...but beyond that, I can't tell you more." She shook her head. "I can only tell you my name - Mostima. What about you?"

"Viego."

"Okay, Viego... I'll remember that you can come to Lateran City to find me later, and I will find a way to thank you for saving my life. But now..."

Before Mostima could finish his words, he was interrupted by the sound of whooshing through the air.

The crossbow arrow broke through the air, flew over and nailed on the car door.

Mastema was forced to lower his head. "It's the raiders... they're catching up!"

Viego's eyes widened as he looked at the car door in the side-view mirror, which was nailed with several crossbow arrows.

"I just picked up a new car!"

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Chapter 49 Mastema: ...Ah?

Across the wilderness, an off-road vehicle sped past, with several Sarkaz raiders on motorcycles not far behind it.

Mostima lowered his head and said hurriedly, "Hey, Viego, it's only a matter of time before they catch up with us. Do you have any weapons in your car? A crossbow, a sword, a knife... anything is fine!"

"I don't know, open the passenger compartment and look for it..." Viego gritted his teeth and said, "I just got this car less than a day ago!"

He was not afraid of being shot through the head by a sudden flying arrow, so he did not lower his head like Mostima.

But only because of this could Viego clearly see from the side-view mirror of the SUV that the door had been pierced by several crossbow arrows.

Even the crossbow arrows above are still increasing and increasing!

Damn, I’m so angry!

I just picked up a new car!

"Oil...oil...oil...why is there so much oil and coolant? Don't you have a decent weapon in your car?!" Mostima looked at the oil and coolant that filled the storage compartment and felt a little overwhelmed.

She looked at Viego with complicated eyes:

"You're traveling alone, and you don't even have a weapon for self-defense in your car?"

At this moment, Mostima really wanted to ask - Viego, how did you survive to this day?