The King of Elden does not die alone!

Compared to the past when I forgot unimportant things, delayed certain things because of flirting with women, or simply missed certain things due to laziness.

Embezzlement of public funds is a crime. It is a crime.

Merlin, knowing he was in the wrong, sadly accepted the punishment voluntarily.

The biscuits were hard and the water was cold.

Not far away, behind the vegetation, the light of the camp fire flickered and shone through the low bushes.

But where Merlin was now, he was only accompanied by the bright moonlight and the sparkling stream.

There is not a single fish in the water.

While I was feeling sorry for myself, I happened to see the bushes shaking not far downstream on the other side of the river.

Looking closely, I saw a person walking out.

Facing Merlin sideways, the man wore a nose helmet that gleamed brightly in the moonlight, a thick chain mail, and a long sword at his waist.

He walked out carrying a wooden barrel with extreme disgust.

As Merlin watched, the guy walked to the river with the bucket and threw it.

All the stinking waste was dumped into the river.

Then, as the man turned around, he saw Merlin sitting on the other side eating a biscuit.

The man just stood there in a daze.

I totally didn't expect that there was a person on the other side of the river.

A long silence...

"Ah, hello."

Merlin tilted his head and held out a hand to the newcomer.

Be the first to say hello in a friendly manner.

As a result, the guy opposite seemed to have seen the enemy. He threw away the dung bucket in his hand with a thud, and then drew out his sword.

“Hwā bist inc?!”

The soldier spoke a language completely different from that of the Celts, but from the tone, it could be heard that it was probably a question.

Merlin's expression froze instantly.

He had heard such language before, and even if he did not understand its meaning, he could tell from the patterns in the words that this was an Anglo.

The person who appeared before him was undoubtedly an Anglo.

Almost immediately, Merlin stood up and raised his staff.

Then, turn around!

"Ahahaha, I won't bother you anymore, I'm leaving haha--"

Just run away!

Of course, the purpose of lifting the staff is to make running more convenient!

"Hui! ablinnan!!!"

Merlin heard the Anglo's shout from behind and subconsciously looked back. The Anglo was holding a sword, jumping across the stream and running towards him.

In just a few seconds, half of the shallow stream had been waded across.

With a whoosh, the Angleman hurled a spinning axe, which passed right past Merlin's head.

Merlin broke out in a cold sweat when he felt the wind blowing in his ears.

"Altria! Kai!"

He shouted as he ran towards the camp.

The Angle was holding a sword, and his chain mail made a sirloin sound as he ran. He followed Merlin like a death-dealing monster.

Merlin was only a few dozen meters away from the camp, and when he screamed, there was no doubt that several people in the camp heard it clearly.

Everyone turned their heads and heard another scream from Merlin before his voice emerged from the bushes.

Merlin's act of leading the Angles to the camp.

Instead, it stimulated the robbers who were chasing after them.

Of course, he also saw the flickering fire between the bushes not far away. The Angle man let out a happy laugh, as if he was mocking the cowardly Briton in front of him for letting a wolf into the house.

Merlin rushed out from behind the bushes, tripped over a branch lying on the ground, screamed, and rolled back to the camp in a panic.

Followed by.

The Angleman, sword in hand, grinned and followed Merlin as he jumped out from behind the obstacle.

A group of people squatted beside the pot, holding their bowls, slurping noodles, and looking at him in confusion.

The Angles have spoken:

"I'm going to use your skulls as bowls!"

Merlin rolled on the ground and then issued a warning that was clearly no longer needed: "Anglos!"

No doubt everyone saw it.

But how to describe such a scene?

On one side is an Anglo bandit with a long sword.

On the other side, after realizing the situation, Kai, Altria, and Wilden put down their bowls and stood up.

Even if we exclude Altria.

Kai and Wilden both looked like they were not someone you want to mess with.

Not to mention Wilden, even Kai, in terms of physique, is superior to that Anglo man.

After seeing the situation in the camp clearly, the smile on the face of the Anglo man who was used to doing evil in Britain gradually disappeared.

But it turns out that happiness doesn't disappear, it just transfers to another person's face.

Kai was so angry that he laughed at the sudden appearance of this ungrateful robber.

At the moment when the situation suddenly reversed, the Anglo-American man sneered with his stiff lips, turned around and ran away without saying a word.

Of course Kai would not give him such an opportunity.

All the muscles in his body completed the process from preparation to force in an instant. He crossed the distance of several meters in one stride and instantly pinned the Anglo robber who had robbed the wrong person to the ground from behind.

"Get the rope quickly!"

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Thanks to the reader Ohhoya for the blade and reward!

Love you guys, good night.

Chapter 71. Altria's Growth.

Kai, who was holding the Anglo-Man tightly, roared. He pressed one knee on the opponent's back, disarmed him with one hand, and stuck the scabbard in the Anglo-Man's mouth with the other hand.

The Anglo's helmet flew far away. Under the pressure, he kicked his feet randomly and twisted his body desperately, but Kai on his back was like a huge stone mountain, controlling the robber under him with absolute power.

Altria quickly pulled out the rope used to tie up the goods from the carriage, and the two of them worked together to tie the Anglo-Saxon up like a dumpling.

"woo woo woo woo--"

The robber rolled on the ground. The hunter had now become a defenseless prey, and the rope in his mouth could only make him utter vague notes.

Altria looked at the bandit who was crawling on the ground like a maggot with a serious expression.

The Ansa people will not appear alone.

Their existence is like that of locusts, always appearing in swarms and destroying everything that belongs to the British.

They are vermin.

Wherever the Ansa passed, there was no place that was not plundered. Men were slaughtered, women and children were enslaved, and wheat fields and houses were burned.

The village where Altria grew up had never been looted by the Ansa.

But having grown up hearing about the bad reputation of the Angsa people, it is instinctive for me to have no good feelings towards them.

"The curse is so harsh..." Mia pursed her lips and looked at the robber lying on the ground with displeasure.

Even with a rope stuffed in his mouth, the inarticulate curses were extremely harsh.

Although it looks miserable.

But I'm sorry, Mia is the type who responds to soft words but not hard ones.

If this guy gave up resistance the moment he was caught and cried and begged for forgiveness.

Mia, who has never used a knife on a living ordinary human being, might even feel some compassion.

But considering the current situation...

It would be better to execute him quickly like you would the evil NPC.

"Does Miss Mia understand Anglo?"

After hearing Mia's comments, Altria turned around in confusion.

"Huh? What?"

Compared to Altria, Mia was more confused: "Does he speak any other language?"

"Yes, he speaks Anglo..."

Then, both CPUs entered an unresponsive state.

To Mia, whether it was Altria, the Anglo, or even Melina and Wilden, they all spoke a language that she could understand.

But if you think about it...

People in the border area should speak English?

Angle is Old English.

The British spoke Brythonic.

In theory, there are almost no related languages.

But not only Mia, but also Melina and Wilden can communicate normally with the British.

Yes, why?

After trying to think calmly, Mia gave up thinking.

Just consider it a favor from the golden tree, I am sure.

"Well...how about you try talking to him?"

Kai tried to suggest.

"Hmm..." Mia nodded. After thinking for a few seconds, she said to the Anglo: "Where are you from?"

The robber was obviously stunned for a moment, and then: "Woo woo woo--"

There was a rope in my mouth and I couldn't utter a complete sentence.

Mia sought the opinions of Altria and Kai.

"It should be fine just to untie the rope around your mouth." Kai said, pulling out a knife.

The robber stared at Kai who was holding the knife, and raised his neck to let him cut the rope in his mouth.

Mia asked as Kai just retracted the knife.

"Why are you here?"

"I tell you, my brothers are nearby!"

The looters spit and shouted arrogantly: "You all must die, all must die!"

Kai inquired, "What did he say?"

"He said his brother was near here."