Chapter 17 Or, Just Keep One?
The group of "robbers" naturally did not sit still.
They just fought back and tried to get away on their horses.
Although they are obviously afraid of Annan, it does not mean that they will be afraid to capture.
These mercenaries are very knowledgeable.
They were able to disguise themselves as robbers and enter the port openly and loot because the Viscount Roseburg was on their behalf.
Viscounts can guarantee that they will not be hunted down by official forces or attacked by armies.
In this way, the militia in a small town is not at all afraid.
After the transaction with the Duchy of Winter was banned, the Frozen Water Port was just an empty shelf. It just looks huge and spectacular. But not to mention that there are no troops stationed, no wizards, bishops and great scholars, not even a supernatural being who can protect the mayor.
Even the residents of Frozen Water Port are almost gone... Young, strong and dreamy men have long since gone to the big cities in the mainland with the caravan, and the residents who stay here are less than five points of their peak. one.
These mercenaries are naturally not afraid of fighting against these township militias. Even an extraordinary person of the bronze rank will be hit by lead bullets.
Each of them also has a horse. Even if you can't beat it, at least you can run.
... However, if they were killed and caught by mistake, the Viscount would definitely not come to save them, let alone conflict with Don Juan for their lives.
Not only will he not come to save people, the Viscount will even immediately scolded the robbers and tried to cut off all contact with them. Then demanded that they be executed immediately at the frozen water port, or sent to Roseburg to be executed.
These consequences, the Viscount had warned them before they set off.
- Can only succeed, not fail.
...but say so.
But they didn't dare to kill Don Juan at all.
They weren't real robbers after all.
If they were really desperate to become robbers, there would be an air of unscrupulous ferocity between their natural actions... but they weren't.
Looking at "Don Juan Geraint" rushing up, they didn't fight, nor did they fight.
Several mercenaries with the best swordsmanship hurriedly drew out their swords around their waists and prepared to try their best to defend. It's better to keep Don Juan here.
Others joined forces to confront the militias, crush them as quickly as possible and find a chance to escape.
They are not afraid of wizards, but of the identity Annan plays today.
——A young man with black hair, blue eyes, and witchcraft.
This is the most famous characteristic of the third young master of the crow family. Even without looking at the badge on his body, it is easy to recognize his identity.
If they accidentally killed Don Juan, it would not be as simple as a viscount threat!
That's the crow's house!
They would rather provoke a frontier marquis than that vicious old crow...
"His grandma's, let's be deceived by that old man!"
One of them couldn't help cursing: "He didn't mean that the crow's boy was halfway there..."
"Joel!"
The leading mercenary leader immediately raised his voice to warn.
But Annan really heard that sentence.
He opened his eyes slightly, and his icy blue pupils flashed an emotionless light.
"...Ah, I heard you."
"You seem to know something," he whispered.
Seeing this, the group of mercenaries quickly shut their mouths and stopped talking, but the offensive in their hands became a bit more violent.
Annan made up his mind.
- Gotta catch a catch.
Not for anger, not for hatred—he was not alone with Don Juan, after all.
It's just... the opportunity has come.
An opportunity to really fill in his own identity loophole and temporarily become "Don Juan".
He doesn't need to use this identity to get into the top of the kingdom, after all, he doesn't actually look the same as Don Juan. Anyone who knew Don Juan would definitely recognize him.
He just intends to use Don Juan's identity to gather intelligence.
After all, if he had no identity and started as a civilian, many hidden things would be out of reach. The identity of the lord is safe enough and the status is high enough.
He must investigate as soon as possible, why "Annan" appeared alone on the beach of a neighboring country - even an enemy country? Even the weapons are gone, and there is no life-saving equipment on me...
And it is in a state of residual blood.
Even Don Juan, the unpopular son of an earl, had a pile of treasures on his body, and he was assigned a pile of bodyguards.
He is the prince's son.
Therefore, Annan had to consider a possibility... that he might have been assassinated before, so he crossed the inland sea and fled to the frozen water port on the other side. If he turned around and returned to the Principality of Winter, he would most likely die.
Who is the one who wants to kill himself? Is it the Archduke? Is it his own brother? An enemy of the Archduke? Or someone else?
Is there something wrong with the Grand Duke? How is the situation inside the Principality?
Annan has to at least investigate the situation clearly, know who his enemy is, and then have some players who can beat the opponent to protect him... in order to get back his original identity.
Until then, he could only live in the skin of the doll, Don Juan.
Although the situation of Annan and Don Juan is not very good.
But the strength of chasing down the son of the earl and the strength of daring to hunt down the heirs of the duchy, even if you think about it with your knees, there must be a big gap...
Fortunately, these mercenaries know something.
Annan doesn't even have to pull any useful information out of their mouths.
He just needs to convince the people at Frozen Water Harbor that he was attacked on the way.
Sexual change? It's so normal, you were stimulated after being attacked just now, right?
Incomplete things on you? It's also normal, after all, someone attacked him.
Incomplete etiquette? This is also very normal. After all, he has just been in a crisis of life and death, and he is in a bad mood.
In short, as long as they were convinced that "Don Juan Geraint" was attacked, and then saw the ship. No matter what strange behavior Annan makes, it is understandable.
so--
"I'm going to be serious, my friend."
When Annan saw that the militia group had been killed and began to collapse, he turned his head and said politely to the three mercenaries who blocked him: "Don't let the water go.
"Otherwise you might die...that would be bad."
He chuckled softly.
roughly figured out their strength.
Their level, not even the third-level swordsmanship... and their strength is smaller than that of a child like Annan.
And the three people in front of him have almost collapsed——
They really didn't release water!
Wasn't Don Juan Geraint a wizard?
Why is his escort swordsmanship so gorgeous and composed. It doesn't reveal any flaws, just like a royal guard who has been practicing swordsmanship for more than ten years...
But Annan did not give them the opportunity to adjust their state.
He shot with all his strength suddenly.
The delicate sword edge flashed a cold light.
His pace suddenly quickened a little.
The blade of the sword calmly slapped the blade of the mercenary on the right side with a subtle arc, dissipating his attack.
Then a sword swiftly slashed towards the opponent's wrist as fast as lightning.
Blood spurted out.
His tendon was directly cut off by Annan, his entire wrist was cut in half, and he fell to the ground screaming.
Annan did not continue to attack him, but charged at the other two again.
After one less person besieged him, Annan's combat effectiveness more than doubled immediately. He defended the offensive of two people at the same time, and found an opportunity in less than three rounds.
He suddenly took a step forward and slashed out a sword horizontally.
The sharp, blood-stained sword light streaks a perfect arc in the air, directly slitting one's throat.
At this moment, Annan suddenly froze for a moment.
Fortunately, he reacted quickly and blocked the attack of the other person.
Because at the moment he cut off the man's neck, a light curtain passed in front of him:
[Kill the rankless enemies in battle and gain 15 points of public experience]
Annan was silent for a while, and the corners of his mouth slowly rose.
The momentum on his body changed quickly, his eyes were cold and frenzied, and people could feel a strong sense of fear at a glance.
He showed a dangerous and somewhat terrifying smile.
Still... do you want to stay alive?
Otherwise, keep two... just one?