Chapter 393 The mysterious boy

After a while, there was no longer only one carriage surrounded by the robbers, but two.

This was an action that Mott ordered without hesitation after seeing that the arriving carriage was the same as the one here, with no guards or knights around it.

The robbers seemed to have been trained to a certain extent. Following Mott's order, they acted very quickly and separated a large number of people to surround the more luxurious carriage that was coming. .

However, after surrounding the carriage, the robbers were suddenly startled, and then like beasts with gleaming eyes, they stared at the driver's seat of the arriving luxury carriage.

the reason is simple.

The person sitting in the driver's seat, riding the horse and driving the car, was a girl who was a little too beautiful.

"You, what are you...?"

The girl didn't seem to realize what she had encountered, or she didn't react. She looked at the robbers who involuntarily surrounded her and the carriage, and spoke timidly.

The girl is petite, with a plump figure that does not match her age. Her appearance is as delicate as if it has been carefully carved. She is as cute as a porcelain doll. Her light gray hair with a little luster has grown to her back knees, and she has a pair of light gray hair. There is a pitiful feeling in the eyes, which makes people involuntarily feel a desire for protection.

The girl was holding a bright golden sword in her arms. At first glance, it was obvious that the golden sword was of great significance, but now it had been forgotten by the robbers present.

In their eyes, they only have this girl who is too beautiful and has a good figure. Besides desire, there is still only desire in their eyes.

"How, how could this happen?"

When Geer, who had just shouted for help, saw this scene, the emotion in his heart was not surprise, but horror.

It's not that he doesn't think girls are beautiful.

On the contrary, it was precisely because he had to marvel at the girl's beauty that he was so frightened.

Facing a group of inhumane bandits, the more beautiful a woman is, the more miserable her fate will be at this time, not to mention that Geer originally hoped that someone could save himself and the eldest lady, but what happened was A girl who looks weak and weak, isn't this actually harming the other person?

"Hurry, run away...!"

Suddenly, Geer shouted out without thinking.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, Geer, who was shouting in the direction of the girl, was kicked away again.

Mort withdrew his feet without even looking at Geer. Like the bandits around him, it seemed that only the weak and beautiful girl was left in his eyes.

At that moment, Mott came to the other party with a somewhat obscene smile.

"Today is really my lucky day. Not only did I catch a rare big fish twice in a row, but I also received such a great gift personally. Although I have never believed in God, today is the only day I want to do a good job. Praise the god who gave you this marriage."

Mort laughed loudly and spoke while scanning the girl's body unscrupulously.

"Come down, little sister, and ask the people in the carriage behind you to get down too!"

Mort's words made the bandits around him laugh wildly.

"Come down—come down—come down—"

They shouted in unison, and looking at it, they seemed to be impatient for what was to be done next.

A rough, vulgar, despicable, and obscene atmosphere suddenly filled the entire main road, making people feel like they were being judged, encountered evil rituals, and were about to see hell.

The girl was frightened by such a scene and atmosphere, holding the golden sword and looking at a loss.

until……

"Let's go down, Liz."

A faint voice came from the carriage.

The sound was not loud, it could even be said to be very light.

But such a soft voice was incredibly able to overwhelm the rude and despicable shouts in the audience, suppressing the evil atmosphere that filled the entire place.

The girl who was called Liz responded as if she had found a backbone.

"I understand, Master."

After saying that, Liz jumped out of the driver's seat first and went to the side of the carriage to wait.

Then, the carriage door slowly opened, allowing a young man to come out.

"Oh?" Mott's attention was immediately attracted by this scene. He looked at the young man coming out of the carriage, narrowed his eyes and said, "Is he another stupid young master from a noble family?"

No wonder Mott thinks so.

Although the clothes of the young man who came out of the carriage were not too gorgeous, he was much cleaner and tidier than the average person. He wore an emerald pendant around his neck and a valuable ring on his hand. He was wearing thin black and red gloves with fingerless fingers, and an amulet embroidered with dragon wings hung around his waist. This outfit all showed the other party's impressive identity.

"Are those all magic props?"

As a robber who specializes in robbing, Mott still has a good eye for treasures. Although he is not as good as an expert, he is still much better than ordinary people with little knowledge. Therefore, he seriously doubts that the decorations on this young man are all Expensive magic props.

This actually made Mott wary.

Carrying magic props with them proves that the opponent is likely to have the strength to resist them.

Although the opponent does not carry any weapons, neither a sword nor a staff, he does not look like a swordsman or a magician, and he does not even have a sense of existence, but even if the opponent is not a swordsman or a magician, Master, as long as those magic props are of a type that can be used in combat, the opponent may threaten us.

If you look closely, the sword in the arms of the girl next to you who can't stop the rising desire in your heart is obviously not ordinary.

Such a male-female combination is full of weirdness.

"Hello!"

Mort remained vigilant and shouted to the boy who got off the carriage.

"Take off all those things on your body!"

Mort decided to play it safe and remove the threat first.

The surrounding bandits also regained their senses a little under Mort's shouts. They reluctantly looked away at Liz, and either raised their weapons or bows and arrows to target the young man.

"Owner."

When Liz saw this, she stood in front of the young man without even thinking.

The young man held her shoulders and stopped her.

"Are you robbers?" The young man looked around, then looked at Mott and said, "Are you the leader of these robbers?"

"What?" Mort grinned and said, "Is there a problem?"

"No." The young man shook his head, his movements were very calm, and his attitude was even more calm. He said like this: "We have just entered this territory not long ago, so we have many things we want to ask someone."

"Looking at you, you seem to have been here for a long time, right?"

"I just came in and met a local snake like you. It seems like this place is as chaotic as the rumors."

The young man's calm words made Mort feel very unhappy.

"Hey, let me tell you, do you know what the situation is now?" Mott held a steel sword, glared at the young man, and said in a fierce tone: "I am not here to be a guide for a stupid young master like you. Just came to stop the car."

"Those who know the truth, please take off all the items on your body right now, including those decorations and the sword of that beauty over there."

"If you cooperate obediently, after I get a satisfactory ransom from your adults, I may let you live."

After saying this, Mort couldn't help but glance at Liz again.

The same was true for the surrounding robbers. They exchanged glances with each other and couldn't help but let out some obscene laughter.

Obviously, you may still be able to survive, but what kind of treatment you will receive beyond that is basically self-evident.

Anyway, Liz will definitely not leave intact. This is the profound meaning that the robbers can let people feel even if they don't say it out loud.

The young man fell silent immediately, and his eyes became a little cold.

"you……"

Seeing this scene, Mott was about to curse angrily, but was interrupted by the other party's words.

"It seems that there is no point in talking too much to rubbish like you." The young man said calmly: "Forget it, let's just find another guide. Anyway, it's not like there isn't one here."

Before the robbers could understand what the young man meant, the beautiful girl named Liz understood it first.

"Master, I..."

Liz seemed to want to take action, but the boy just shook his head.

"It's okay, you'll be fine in a moment."

As soon as these words came out, all the robbers in the room suddenly felt a chill.

"superior!"

Mort's pupils shrank suddenly and he shouted.

"Don't hold back! Come on everyone together!"

Under this order, the bandits once again showed their excellent mobility. Some held weapons and roared forward, while others stretched their bows and nocked arrows, preparing to shoot arrows in the direction of the young man.

The young man faced unreasonable violence and was surrounded by a group of vulgar men who all attacked him.

In response to this, the young man had an untroubled expression.

"[The group's entire race is bound]."

The next second, the young man chanted magic.

"————!"

In an instant, all the robbers who were rushing towards the young man and those with their bows and arrows ready stopped.

It was as if they were tied up by invisible ropes. One by one, they were all stuck there, with their eyes wide open and a look of horror on their faces, unable to even move.

"this……"

Geer, who was struggling to get up, was stunned when he saw this situation.

"You are a magician...!?"

Mort, the only one who was not bound by magic, finally changed his expression.

The boy didn't answer, but just looked at Mort, causing the chill that Mort had just felt to emerge again.

"B-bastard...!"

Seeing that all of his men were restrained by the other party using unknown magic, Mott turned and ran away without even thinking.

"[Lightning Strike]."

The young man's indifferent chanting sounded again.

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning flashing with dazzling lightning shot out and caught up with Mott.

"Pfft!"

Lightning penetrated Mort's body, entering from his back and emerging from his chest.