Understand humans!

Shasi had no way to stop them, so she could only ask the villagers to destroy the body, and then she followed Aura on foot and ran towards the Bass village.

Aura was too agile in the mountains, and only Shasi could use magic to keep up with Aura's speed.

-

In the village of Bath, smoke rises high.

This was a huge fortress standing in the mountain, more than three times larger than the one where Aula lived.

Even the outer visual wall is five meters high. The patrolling bandits are high above and keep moving. Not a single movement from the outside world can escape their eyes and ears.

It is no wonder that the Bath Stronghold is so rampant. It is indeed as the young bandit said, the private armies of ordinary nobles cannot do anything to them. Instead, they are worried that the Bath Stronghold will cause trouble for them.

In the center of the stronghold, the bandits' leaders, both big and small, gathered together, drinking wine, eating meat, bragging and chatting, celebrating the gains from the recent robberies.

The chief sat on a high seat, his build was not stout, and compared with the other bandits present, he was half a head shorter and looked even weaker, but he had a broken eyebrow and a scarred face, with a hideous burn running from the right forehead to the neck, and his face looked more ferocious than anyone else present.

A magic wand was placed on the side of the chief's seat.

"Chief, the two ten-man teams sent out by the stronghold have not returned yet." The deputy chief was sitting near the left side of the chief. He was a bald man with a face full of flesh. Unlike the other bandits who were smiling and eating and drinking happily, the deputy chief's brows were full of worry. He quietly approached the chief and talked in a low voice.

"Hmm?" The leader glanced at him, took a sip of wine, and didn't care.

"I remember they went to rob a small village. Twenty people were enough. They probably didn't want to come back to report, so they just started robbing and killing. If they wanted to bring slaves back, it would take a day or two. Why are you in such a hurry?"

The deputy leader frowned and said, "I gave them an order to be cautious. Regardless of whether they take action or not, they must send someone back to pass on the message and have the second group of people follow to prevent any accidents."

"What's so strange about this? They are so obsessed with killing that they often forget the orders from the stronghold. When everything is over, they will have the money, food and people in hand, so there is no point in sending people back to deliver the message."

"This time, it's in my son's team."

"Huh?" The leader finally sat up straight, put down his wine glass and began to think.

He also knew the deputy leader's son, who listened to the deputy leader the most and was ambitious. Whenever he had any gains, he would be the first to brag about them back at the village. He was also able to survive. Whenever he saw the situation was not going well, he would use his tiger skin to seize opportunities. He was able to escape from danger many times.

But if he doesn't come back...

"Chief, what should we do? Should we send someone to take a look?"

"No, don't act rashly. At this time, if there was a conflict, it would have ended long ago. Going now won't change anything. If it is really the worst case, it may even bring danger to the village."

"Then my twenty men died there in vain?!"

Seeing the leader's conservative attitude and the deputy leader's tone gradually becoming excited, the other bandits at the banquet stopped fighting and gradually shifted their attention here.

Under the gaze of the crowd, the leader remained calm and said calmly,

"If it's true, then those twenty people died there. Don't worry about whether they lived or died. Just pretend nothing happened. If others don't pursue it, we won't ask about it either. Just consider it a warning."

"But my son! He is my only son!! If he dies, I can only watch and cannot avenge him!!" The deputy leader no longer concealed his emotions. He had no way to vent the anxiety and madness in his heart. He drew the sword from his waist and slammed it hard on the table.

The deputy leader stared at the leader fiercely, with the blade of the knife only two or three inches away from the leader's bowl and chopsticks. He wanted to ask the leader for an explanation.

The leader looked up at the deputy leader and touched the wand beside him.

The atmosphere froze in an instant.

The deputy leader, who had been so aggressive before, suddenly became quiet, sweat on his forehead, and stared closely at the leader's every move.

Fortunately, the leader had no intention of pointing his wand at him.

"Reginald, put the knife away."

"Yes..." The deputy leader obediently pulled out the knife, put it back into the scabbard, and sat motionless in his seat.

"Haha, don't be so nervous. I won't eat you," the leader laughed first, and the atmosphere at the table immediately became lively again. Some drank and some played around, as if the silence just now didn't exist.

"If we lose our son, we can have another one, but if we lose our own person, we really have nothing left."

"Reginald, you are so reckless because you have never experienced anything. I won't blame you--"

The chief handed over the wine glass, and the deputy chief clinked it with his hands and drank it all, as if the previous argument had never happened.

After the leader finished drinking, he recalled something and couldn't help but touch the burn on his face and sighed.

"It's not that I don't have a sense of loyalty. I watched your son die helplessly. You should understand that if the other party kills us without even hearing the name of our village, then they must not be afraid of us."

"Although our village may seem large in scale, once we mess with a tough guy, no one can escape."

"…………" The deputy leader did not reply, so the leader had to continue speaking alone.

"In this world, there are many weirdos who like to hide in remote places. Until you provoke them, you can't even imagine those beings with powerful powers who are willing to squeeze into the corner."

"Chief...isn't that strong enough?"

"Me? Haha, hahahaha——" The leader laughed out loud when he heard the deputy leader's question.

"Of course I am strong, but I don't know how strong I am because I have never participated in the magician rating of the Continental Magic Association."

The leader is not a professional magician, but a self-taught one. All he knows is magic that he created himself. However, since his magic has been proven in battles, his fighting ability is not weaker than that of a professional magician.

Even in a real head-on battle, they will be much stronger.

"I wish there was a magician like that who could tell me what level of magician I am..."

"Your magic power is at the level of a third-level magician, but it is not very stable. You have not practiced basic magic well enough, so you generally cannot pass the third-level magician assessment. However, I have never seen the trajectory of your magic power. Do you have any special magic that you created? If so, you can get extra points."

"!!!"

In the hall, the bandits at the desks all looked towards the high seat in the middle of the hall. It was a huge tiger-skin stone chair standing on layers of stairs. Usually only the leader could sit on it, and it was a symbol of the leader's dominance over the mountain stronghold.

But today, there was a purple-haired figure sitting on it sideways, with his legs crossed, looking at the many bandits present with a happy face.

The moment she opened her mouth, a bloody smell spread out.

"you are?"

The leader led everyone to stand up. He had already clenched his wand, and the deputy leader and others around him also drew their swords. Suddenly, there was a flash of cold sword light, which was very awe-inspiring.

"We should feast those who come."

"Feast?" The leader looked at the table with wine and meat behind him, turned around and put on a friendly smile.

"If you want to join us for dinner, please feel free to help. I will not be stingy with the wine and food."

"Really? This is the first time I've seen a human as generous as you."

Aura's eyes widened in surprise, and he continued,

"I was drinking heavily outside, but I didn't enjoy myself enough and ate everything I could. I didn't expect the owner of the cottage to be so generous. So I won't be polite."

"Outside? But there's no banquet outside?"

"I know—so I took this for myself."

Aula threw out a round object, which fell at the feet of the bandits. The bandits first came closer to take a look out of curiosity, but after seeing clearly what Aula threw out, they avoided it in panic.

"Head! Head! It's a human head! She cut off a human head!"

"Isn't this Rod? I know him. He was in charge of patrol today. When was he killed? Why can't we hear any sound at all?"

"Rod's eyeballs are gone! No... no no no, his head is empty, even his brain is gone!"

"........."

There was another round of panic, but it finally quieted down under the leader's rebuke. Many bandits had lost their previous ferocity and were now all uneasy, looking up at the purple-haired figure sitting on the throne with horror on their faces.

"What do you mean, sir? Why kill my brother for no reason?"

"Uh...for no reason...wait, did I come to the wrong place? Do you know this...this person?" Aura was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly took out the head of the person who attacked the village from his waist and showed it to everyone.

Oh, she hadn't confirmed whether this was a bandit stronghold before she started killing. What if the young bandit gave her a false address? What if the young bandit wanted to use Aura to eliminate the enemies of his faction?

Then wouldn't Aura be helping the evildoers? !

"That's mine..." The moment the deputy leader saw the head and face clearly, his eyes were red with anger. He was about to speak, but was interrupted by the leader.

"I don't know him. We don't have this person here at all!"

The leader spoke with such finality that no one who heard him would suspect that he was lying.

"Is this... is this so?" Aura lowered her head, stepped down from the high stone seat, picked up Rhodes' head again, held it in front of her and looked at it.

"It's still intact. I'll spit out what I ate and put it back in place later."

"Just pretend nothing happened."

“Could it be… Could it be that, sir, you have the magic to revive the dead?” The leader’s voice trembled, and the deputy leader beside him also had a fiery look in his eyes. The magic to revive the dead is a real miracle, and even the goddess does not have any related legends.

"Of course not," Aura looked at them as if they were idiots.

"How can I possibly have the magic to bring the dead back to life?"

"What do you mean?"

"It's already a great achievement for me to spit out what I ate, don't go too far!"

“We’ve gone too far??”

The leader and the deputy leader looked at each other, then listened outside. There was no sound outside. Rhodes should not be the only victim. All the brothers outside were dead, and the murderer was the man in front of them.

"Okay, okay, it's only been a few minutes since I ate it, so it should not be digested yet. It can still be used if I put it back in—"

“Can it still be used?” The leader and the deputy leader looked at each other and were shocked again. Could a digested brain still be able to think?

"May I ask, Your Excellency, what does it mean to still be used?"

"It's still edible. The nutrients are all intact. After being initially digested, it might even taste better... You should thank me."

"We still have to thank you!!"

The deputy leader was already extremely furious, and the bandits behind him were also aroused to anger. In their heat of the moment, they no longer cared about Aura's actual strength, and only wanted to chop her head a few times with a knife.

The leader was calm and composed. He waved his hand to stop the restless subordinates behind him, then saluted Aura with a fist. His voice trembled as he spoke:

"Since you have confirmed that you have found the wrong place, please leave. We will not keep you any longer. As for those people you accidentally killed, thank you very much... thank you very much... for preserving their bodies intact."

No matter how good the leader's qi-cultivation skills were, at this moment, he was so angry that he couldn't even breathe steadily.

While the leader was dealing with Aula, he put one hand behind his back and signaled to his bandits to attack as soon as Aula turned his back. They should attack together and not talk about the code of conduct when facing a despicable villain.

Seeing the other party being so polite, Aura blushed as he held the head of the bandit Rhodes that he had twisted off, feeling embarrassed:

"I'm so sorry, I'm really sorry. Look at my memory. I should have confirmed with you before I took action, but I didn't even ask you a single question and just went ahead and took action."

"No, no, we were also at fault. We built a large house in this mountain, and there were so many people with ferocious faces. It is understandable that you mistook the wrong person. It's okay, it's okay—"

puff-

Blood stained the leader's face and his eyes were dull.

Just now, Aura walked up to the bandit closest to him in front of him and took off the poor bandit's head as easily as plucking a flower.

So much so that no one else could react to this strange scene.

"Your Excellency... Your Excellency... What does this mean?!!"

The leader's eyes were wide open with anger, and this time, even he, who was usually well-mannered and could remain calm in the face of major events, could not hide his anger!

"Huh?" Aura tilted her head innocently.

"Didn't you say you could forgive me?"

"Then what's the point of killing someone again, sir? We've already written off the previous deaths, so why are you still pushing us so hard?!"

"Are you stupid? I've already killed your people, so why should I let you live?"

Aura looked at the leader and the many stunned bandits behind him as if they were idiots.

No one could predict any of Aura's actions. Everyone thought that this powerful person who appeared out of nowhere was mentally retarded. She believed them when they said they were not the ones she was looking for, and she even apologized to these bandits in a friendly tone.

Although everyone was afraid of her, no one took her seriously, and they all thought they could easily trick Aura.

But it was not until the end that I realized that I had been fooled by a retard!

I am more retarded than a mentally retarded person!

"Fuck it, I can't stand it anymore!"

The deputy leader rushed forward first. With new hatred and old grudges, the deputy leader was furious, his blood boiling, his upper body even swelled up, his arms became thick, and the nine-ring broadsword that was as wide as his thigh was swung so hard that the rings clanged loudly!

The deputy leader was split in half by an axe, and blood was spilled all over the ground.

Aura picked up the axe again and glanced around at the silent group of bandits.

He puffed out his chest and shouted:

“Who else!!!!”