After choosing to leave, they regretted it.

Wearing a set of tattered armor that was pieced together, holding a huge double-edged battle axe, he looked at Aize with murderous eyes.

"Hey, are you——"

“Go to hell!!!!”

His body moved like a moving mountain, and the weapon in his hand was raised and chopped down towards Aize's position.

But Aize dodged it easily.

The axe, which had chopped nothing, embedded itself directly into the soil, leaving a deep cut and even causing the ground to tremble slightly.

The power is so amazing that even a brave warrior will be cut in two if it hits him.

Unfortunately, I can't cut it.

The moment he pulled the giant axe out of the ground, the sword at Aize's waist was already unsheathed - this was created by Villian using magic. Because of the casual materials and tight schedule, the quality was very average, but it was enough for emergency use.

Ding--

With a crisp sound, the orc covered his wrist and took a few steps back in pain, and the axe in his hand fell to the side.

Before he could stand firmly and figure out what was happening, Aize had already flashed behind him.

"What--"

"Lie down!"

He kicked his unstable knee, causing his huge body to lose balance and fall to the ground.

Aize's sword was also placed on his neck.

He lost completely and decisively, but the look he gave Aize showed no fear at all, and instead, it only intensified his anger and hatred:

"Kill me, you beast!!!"

"How dare you, the guy who attacked me after a disagreement, call me a beast? Besides, I'm not—"

Before he could finish his words, Anna, who had just been kidnapped, rushed out from the side in a hurry.

"Stop fighting! Uncle Grote, they are not enemies... eh?"

Chapter 67 Hello, Dare

Aize, who had already guessed what was going on, didn't want to make things difficult for the other person, so he simply put away his sword and let the other person go.

After Anna finished her narration, the orc, who was as tall as a floor, was paralyzed.

After scratching his sparse hair, he turned around and looked at Aize Aize with a terrified face, then fell to his knees with a thud. The movement made the ground shake.

"Isn't that right? It was my fault for not recognizing the talent of a great man. I almost hurt the benefactor of the village. I'm sorry!"

Aize scratched the side of his face.

It's just overthinking that you almost hurt yourself.

The moment I saw that the other person was a mixed-race, I guessed what was going on, so I chose to show mercy, otherwise this guy's head would have flown off immediately.

"Well, I'm glad you're okay. I understand you're all nervous after being attacked so many times."

"Yes, recently..."

The orc was stunned, raised his head, and looked at Aize in surprise:

"How do you know we've been attacked so many times?"

"Because...can you please get up first?"

It was a bit unpleasant to be attacked suddenly, so even though Aize knew it was a misunderstanding, he still beat the other person up a little bit, just to vent his anger.

After venting, there was no need to worry about it anymore. It felt strange to have such a big guy kneeling in front of me.

After he stood up, Aize walked around him and pointed at the horseshoe prints on the ground:

"This mountain road leads to your village, right? These horse hooves could only be heading there. I heard you don't live well there. One or two freight horses is possible, but a team of horses is impossible."

"Then what other possibilities are there besides attackers? As for multiple attacks…some of the horseshoes are new, some are old, and they weren't left on the same day. Doesn't that mean there were multiple attacks?"

The orc scratched his head and looked at Anna beside him.

The little girl raised her head as if with some pride and said:

"Big brother is very capable. There's basically nothing he doesn't know."

"too exaggerated."

Aize shook his head.

Any professional hunter or scout can tell the difference between traces and whatnot, so I am not an expert.

"By the way, you have other people here, right? Don't hide, let them out."

"Oh, look at my memory—"

The orc smiled awkwardly, looked at the surrounding woods, and shouted:

"Everybody, come out!"

There was a rustling noise, and dozens of figures walked out from behind trees, bushes and other places.

Their ages varied, from those who looked quite old to those who were not much older than Anna and could still be considered children.

The weapons they carried were varied, including various crude homemade swords, guns, bows and arrows, etc. Their defense was almost non-existent, and they just wrapped a few iron plates around their bodies as armor.

They are all mixed-race.

Aize nodded.

"That's quite a few people."

"There used to be more, but those damn slave traders have been coming every day lately. We've lost many people, and many have been captured."

Aize frowned.

"Slave traders?"

In name, there is no slavery in all human countries, but it is only in name.

In various remote areas or areas with poor security, the slave trade is still very rampant, and mixed-race people are one of the key commodities in the slave trade.

On the one hand, the hybrids have more or less inherited some of the abilities of the demons, making them quite suitable for use as laborers or as "toys."

On the other hand, hybrids are basically not treated as humans in the human world, which means that many abduction and kidnapping incidents involving hybrids will not be recognized at all, and the risk is extremely low.

However, the so-called slave traders were nothing more than a group of kidnapping bandits, a mob.

To put it bluntly, they can only bully the weak and fear the strong.

Although these hybrids in front of us are poorly equipped and cannot be expected to have any training, they have at least organized a force to protect themselves.

Would slave traders really choose a village like this?

"Tsk——"

Aize thought of the "kidnappers" in Tafia City again.

It's exactly the same.

He looked at the tall orc in front of him:

"By the way, what's your name?"

The orc was stunned for a moment, then scratched his hair awkwardly.

"Look at me, you've forgotten all about this. My name is Groot, and you should have figured it out. I'm a hybrid of orc and human."

"Groot... well, it's not good to just stand here and talk. Can we go to your village first?"

The orc—Groot nodded repeatedly.

"Of course, of course, it's this way..."

"and many more!"

Among the mixed-race group surrounding Aize, a few looked at Aize with unfriendly eyes from the beginning, and fiddled with the weapons in their hands restlessly.

Now when they heard that Groot was going to take Aize and Villian over, they were furious.

"Groot, are you crazy? Are you really going to bring these two humans into the village? Have you forgotten who drove us out of the city and caused us such a terrible tragedy?!"

The first person to attack was a man who looked to be around twenty years old.

There are a lot of scaly objects at the base of the neck and the front half of the arms, and the eyes have vertical pupils that look more like a snake or lizard. It is hard to say what kind of hybrid it is.

The key point is that he has many horrific scars all over his body, and his neck has extremely scary signs of wear and tear, which should be the result of wearing shackles for a long time and being beaten.

He must have been a slave and escaped.

"That's right! Who knew they weren't in cahoots with that group and were deliberately trying to trick us?"

The person who spoke this time was a woman with black pointed horns. It could be seen that she was once a beauty, probably a half-succubus.

She said "once" because half of her face was burned by fire, completely disfigured.

The others who followed in the commotion were similar, and all had some injuries on their bodies.

Seeing the commotion growing, Grote seemed very troubled. He scratched his head, not knowing what to say.

It was Anna who stood in front of Aize first:

"What are you talking about!? Big Brother saved my life and said he would help us, how could you do this..."

"What do you know, little kid? How do you know he's not lying to you?"

"After all, if you hadn't insisted on opening a store in the city, would things have turned out like this?!"

"And you brought humans here, do you want to kill us all?"

……

……

As they talked back and forth, Anna, who was still a child, soon had tears in her eyes.

But she still stood in front of Aize.

"No...no...big brother is not——"

Seeing this scene, Villian's fists were stiff.

She was already quite furious and began to accumulate her magic power, intending to teach these people a lesson.

But he was held down by Aize again.

After shaking his head at Miss Witch, Aize walked forward, touched Anna's black hair, blocked her behind him, then pulled out the sword he had just put back, and stared coldly at the troublemakers.

The hostility directly emanated from a brave man made several people swallow their saliva.

But they still didn't give in.

The scaly man who started the fight first continued to provoke:

"What do you want to do, you human? Do you still want to take action? How dare you..."

"Hello, you dare."

In an instant, Aize rushed in front of the opponent, and the sword in his hand was directly placed on the opponent's neck. The distance was so close that it even cut the skin and some blood oozed out.

Chapter 68: How to Deal with Argumentatives

The man stared blankly at Aize, who was standing so close to him with an expressionless face. His arrogant attitude disappeared in an instant and his body began to tremble visibly.

"You, what do you want to do..."

"Here's my question, what do you want to do?"

Aize showed a mocking expression.

"You think I'm your enemy, out to trick you, right? Then what are you waiting for? I've already taken action, so why haven't you killed me yet?"

"you……"

The man swallowed his saliva, sweating coldly, and dared not move as he looked at the sword so close to him.