Before Benjamin finished speaking, and before everyone present could react, there was the sound of the door being kicked open at the door of the tavern.
The two-meter strong man blocking the door was unprepared and staggered a few steps by the force. However, before he could stand still, a long sword shining with holy light burst out of his heart.
With a swipe, the sword was drawn back. The two-meter strong man looked at the bloody hole in his chest with a blank expression on his face and fell down softly.
The smell of blood spread throughout the tavern.
"T-Tiger...he's dead!" I don't know who screamed in surprise.
Jeremy's legs gave way and he sat down on the ground, unable to help but vomit.
Behind the body of a two-meter strong man, a young man dressed as a vendor walked into the tavern against the light.
"I'm very sorry, Mr. Riese. It was my fault that I allowed you to stay in such a dangerous environment for so long. But don't worry, these people will never hurt you." He spoke coldly. said.
Benjamin was also shocked. He knew that the paladin sent by the church would save him, but he did not expect that the paladin's appearance would be so bloody.
Anyway, this was the first time Benjamin saw someone being killed. He didn't sympathize with the strong man who had become cannon fodder, but he still inevitably felt a little uncomfortable.
There is no doubt that the church felt that the two previous paladins did not protect him well enough, so they replaced him with a more "brutal" paladin.
I don’t know what happened to the two knights, but Benjamin felt that they were pretty good people.
Thinking of this, Benjamin looked at the people around him again. They looked at the corpse of the strong man and the paladin holding the sword, with shock and fear in their eyes.
Although I don’t know what the grudge between them and Michelle is, it seems that they will all have to explain it here today.
Cheap again Michelle.
"It's actually a Paladin, it's a bit troublesome..."
Only the scarred man did not look panicked, but said so.
The knight heard this and looked at the scarred man. Suddenly, his face darkened, as if he had met a very difficult opponent, and he frowned and said, "You are the leader of the North Mountain bandits. You actually didn't die in the encirclement and suppression, and you even came to the royal capital."
Hearing this, the scarred man showed a ferocious smile and said, "I'm honored that someone still remembers my name after so long."
The knight snorted coldly, clenched the sword in his hand, and said no more.
Listening to this conversation, other people around him also looked at the scarred man in shock. They all looked like "Damn it, our boss is so powerful." They were extremely surprised.
"What is the North Mountain Bandit? Is it famous?" Seeing this, Benjamin asked the system in his mind.
After the paladin appeared, he had already relaxed a lot and thought that was the end of the matter for today. However, looking at the current situation, it seems that it is not that simple.
"He is the most notorious bandit in the Kingdom of Hori. He commits crimes by burning, killing, looting, and committing all sorts of crimes. If children refuse to sleep at night, their parents will use the name 'North Mountain Bandit' to scare them. The Royal Army also follows them. There were many fights, but nothing gained. In the end, the church became anxious and sent out a large group of paladins to finally wipe them out." The system responded and explained in detail.
"So powerful?" Benjamin felt a little surprised.
If this is the case, as the leader of the gang of bandits, this scarred man's combat prowess may not be worse than that of the Paladin.
But that's right, the person who can make enemies with Michelle cannot be some cat or dog. If the scarred man really had no strength at all, how could he still track Michelle? Michelle would have easily killed him long ago.
Could it be that there are still variables in today's situation
While Benjamin was thinking, the scarred man's expression suddenly changed and he shouted: "Quickly stop him, he wants to send a signal for help!"
Benjamin was stunned, and so were everyone else present. But Scar Man has obviously trained his little brothers very well. Although their minds are stunned, their bodies have already started to act. They followed Scar Man's orders and rushed towards the knight.
Facing so many enemies, the knight's hand secretly reached into his clothes and was about to crush the cross to send a signal for help, but he could only stop.
He took a few steps back to distance himself from the crowd, and then suddenly stepped forward and swung the long sword in his hand!
The heads of the three people rushing in the front flew into the sky, landed on the ground, and spun around.
Three headless corpses fell one after another.
The smell of blood became stronger.
Others were frightened by this scene and immediately woke up. Facing the murderous paladin in front of them, they immediately threw Scar Man's order behind them and retreated in horror.
Obeying orders is a habit, but protecting yourself is instinct.
"Boss, that's a damn paladin! Don't mess with people from the church!" someone said.
Several people nodded subconsciously.
The characteristics of the mob are extremely vividly reflected at this time.
"A bunch of trash!" The scarred man took a sip of phlegm and couldn't help cursing.
Seeing this, the Paladin let out a disdainful laugh.
Even a paladin, if faced with too many swarming fish, would be unable to use his hands and feet due to space limitations, and would eventually be beaten to death. This is the power brought by numerical superiority. One against a hundred is actually an almost impossible feat.
However, how can there be so many miscellaneous fish that are not afraid of death
Once a miscellaneous fish becomes timid, it is impossible for them to have the courage to move forward.
Thinking like this, he held the long sword and took another step forward. The crowd immediately made panicked sounds and stepped back several steps. Several people tripped over the chairs in the tavern and fell to the ground with a thud.
Seeing this, the Paladin felt ridiculous and even started to feel a little bored. He overestimated the leader of the North Mountain bandits and his men. Facing these people, he had no need to ask for help.
He originally wanted to taunt this long-famous bandit, but he held back thinking of the church's training and the precedents of his predecessors who died because of underestimating the enemy.
He decided to kill them all quickly.
Being able to kill the leader of the North Mountain bandits is no small feat. The bishop will definitely give him a lot of rewards, and those paladins who think they are out of place will no longer exclude themselves...
boom!
There was a gunshot.
The paladin showed an expression of disbelief as he looked at the sudden small hole on his left chest.
The scarred man let out a few "hehe" laughs, blew on the smoke from his gun, and said: "Who do you think you are, a paladin who doesn't even wear a holy light armor? How dare you pretend to be a boss in front of me? "
"me… "
The world in front of the paladin's eyes began to blur, and his strong limbs felt like their blood had been drained, and their strength was rapidly drained away. Soon, he couldn't even stand. My originally flexible thinking seemed to have fallen into a quagmire and gradually became unable to function.
The coldness of death comes.
At the moment before he died, his only thought was: Why didn't any of the church's information about the bandit leader of North Mountain mention that he was a sharpshooter
Suddenly, the scarred man walked up to him, as if he understood what he was thinking, and said proudly:
"Because all the enemies who have seen my hand are dead."
The Paladin could no longer hear these words.
He stared, maintaining an expression of disbelief, and had turned into a corpse. His blood was mixed with the blood of the other four people he killed, flowing quietly on the floor of the tavern without distinction.
No one around him reacted. It seemed that even they couldn't believe that the paladin who was so arrogant just now was killed by their boss.
He died too quickly and too ridiculously.
"My, my God, that's... Lord Paladin... Lord Paladin... dead..." Jeremy, who had been so frightened that he was kneeling on the ground, almost cried, and could only exclaim in a low voice.
Just in time, when he heard this voice, the scarred man turned around, looked at Benjamin and Jeremy, and showed an even more evil and ferocious smile.
"This place is no longer suitable for talking about things. In order to prevent other people from disturbing me, I would like to invite you to my home as a guest."