Chapter 102 Slave traders

The next morning, Star changed into bright armor.

It is as silvery white as the students, but like everyone else, it is far more exquisite than its defense ability. It looks gorgeous, but it is vulnerable. Johnson can even twist them into scrap iron with his hands!

He is almost sure that this is the first step for the archbishop to take revenge on himself. There is no doubt that if he wears such armor to fight, he will die miserably.

But if it's useless, you have to wear it. This dark loss can only be swallowed secretly. The Holy See attaches great importance to superficial work and does not allow the existence of blasphemy against the prestige of the Holy See.

The archbishop did not suffer as severely punishment as he thought, and even when Star took the weapon from him that night, he found the difference - this guy's smile on his face. Obviously, he must have known the news from the front line. This is also a warning for Star in advance. This support is likely to be a nine-death action.

And so do the students. Their weapons are simply crude products. Caesar, who tried his way at will, accidentally broke the new sword. This made Star extremely annoyed. Although he really wanted to teach this annoying guy a lesson before leaving, the situation did not allow him to do so.

In the name of protecting the arsenal, the archbishop almost transferred the knights of the whole city of Witherspong.

However, Rogge was still righteous. He learned about the weapon status of the Knights of Judgment and generously sent out the weapons he had built before. Every student got a weapon to take advantage of, which at least made Star's face look a little better.

And Deson also got three long knives of the same huge size from Rogge, which made this simple and honest man very happy.

"They asked me to bring you a message." Rogge came up. The Holy See's action this time is a little strange. The news of the major families has been completely blocked, so we didn't know anything before. However. The enemy you will face is likely to be a demon from the abyss.

Star thought of Dios.

The powerful fear demon king didn't recover from his injury so soon.

"So we have put some manpower in your team, hoping to help you at the critical moment."

Speaking of this, Star looked at the group of students in a neat phalanx, and indeed there were several familiar figures. However, Starr does not think so simply that these people are only used to help themselves, and may be used to find out the situation of the Holy See. But Starr doesn't want to break it.

"This is a weapon I made when I was young. Although it is not very good, it is at least better than the imitation hot blade." Rogge handed over a single-edged sword, "I made a slight change last night, and I should be able to withstand your alchemy."

Star took it with a smile. Whether the quality is good or not, it is Rogge's intention.

After saying goodbye to Witherspong, the team drove to the Death Forest in an orderly manner. The team of about a hundred people was divided into three parts and slowly left with the momentum of horns. Star was very doubtful that the archbishop would send someone to intercept the rookie team halfway. So Sta was not in the mood to enjoy the scenery along the coast all the way. He must be vigilant.

Finally, near noon, the team finally left the forest and stepped into the road. It was not until this time that Star slowly breathed a sigh of relief to think about something.

When I was in the capital of Azeroth, the station was destroyed because the guard mercenary regiment was transferred. After coming to Witherspoon, the Templars were not stationed. A month later, the Holy Knights also left the station. Now I have been inexplicably promoted and sent to carry out tasks.

Although these four things seem to have only a simple causal relationship.

The Holy Knights will not be left until the Holy Knights are left. And because the Knights of the Holy Church encountered some trouble, this job fell on him. Star still has an ominous feeling, as if someone secretly removed these three powerful teams and sent himself to die!

Is it the cardinal?

Star frowned. Rogge gave so little information that he couldn't figure out anything.

"Shir, the front is safe. There is no ambush." Nick rushed to the front of the team.

"Keep moving forward!" Star shouted at the students who had just sat down.

"sor, everyone is very tired. Do you want to take a break?" Nick looked back at the resentful students and whispered. Besides, we guess we just left Witherspoon. There is no need to be so cautious, and there is no need to send someone to explore the previous situation before leaving.

"What do you know!"

Star frowned. He didn't know how to explain what he was going to face like this group of kids. Although Nick's strength is good, his mind is still slightly worse. In a period of conspiracy, only by being more careful can you live longer. Keep moving forward. We must find a place to camp before dark.

Fortunately, Doriel sent Duran as an assassin, otherwise Star would not be so confident about the situation ahead.

"Tell everyone to cheer up from now on and don't talk again! Be careful of the environment around you and react as soon as it happens.

Sta said rudely. These rookies have not yet realized the degree of danger. Can they resist the enemies that even the Templar Knights can't fight against? If you are not cautious, you may not catch up with the front line and the whole army will be destroyed!

Although all the students think that their officers are too much **, the orders must always be executed.

The sun at noon became poisonous. Looking from afar, a row of convoys slowly came from the flat grassland. Although it is not fast, it hangs the Knights of Judgment from afar.

Starr stopped **'s horse and signaled the whole team to rest. Even an iron man can't help tossing around like this. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the convoy that caught up, his eyes were full of murder.

The business group carried six carriages. There are countless local specialties of Witherspong piled up on it. Some of the Bimon slaves were tied to their wrists and bare feet, tied behind the buttocks of the carriage with ropes, and lengthened the convoy. The Bimon slaves who followed the carriage were all unkempt and ragged. Under the ragged clothes, the skin with whip marks is abnormally dazzling. The bare feet stepped on the thorny grassland, dripping with flesh and blood, leaving a bloody footprint every step.

As long as you walk slowly, the whip in the hands of the caravan warriors will immediately wave over.

There are a lot of mercenaries who serve as the guard of the business group. Star straightened his waist and counted, about 200 people. These people are well-equipped, and the burly mercenaries and the old, weak and sick Bimon slaves walked together, which was very conspicuous. There are obvious undisguised traces on these people's faces. Many people have scars on their faces, and the upper body of ** is full of tattoos.

Star was not going to pay attention to them, but now he has changed his mind. One is for those Bimon slaves, and the other is for the mercenaries of more than 200 people. If those mercenaries have bad intentions, their number can definitely make their own losses.

"Damn slave trader!" The students found this strange team and cursed in a low voice. They are a group of demons who sell their souls to demons for gold coins.

Derson straightened his spine. After learning about what happened to Fox's maids at Joan of Arc last night, he now hates these slave traders very much. His hand touched the handle of the knife that stood out of his shoulder and trembled a little.

"Don't act rashly. I will punish them, but not now." Star comforted Deson in a low voice. He has seen the stubbornness of the dwarf, but he no longer wants to taste Bi Meng's temperament. I swear to you, they will suffer the cruelest death penalty! Take care of your distant relative and don't let him ruin the big things.

"Yes, sir." Deson withdrew his hand and said unwillingly. Caesar next to him also turned red-eyed. Hearing the officer's words, he gritted his teeth fiercely and turned his head away.

"That's the business group under the archbishop. I know one of them." The bull beside him whispered a reminder. Maybe it was sent by that bastard. We have to be careful.

Starke was not so forgetful. When he left Witherspoon in the morning, the archbishop's vicious eyes were always fresh in his memory. He thought that the guy had given up the opportunity to take revenge on himself, but it didn't seem so. The other party planned to pretend to be a caravan after being far away from the city and then take the opportunity to do it, but he did not expect to be recognized by the bull at a glance.

"Tell everyone that the first-level battle is ready." Starr said in a low voice.

The students quickly became vigilant. Although they wondered why they wanted to guard against this caravan, they all changed their previous lazy appearance and quietly put their hands on their waists.

The leader of the caravan is an earth spirit, and the snow-white ostord tail on the helmet is spotless and dazzling. He was equipped with an orthodox cross sword around his waist, and the white wild boar walked proudly. The Dimit found that the Knights had stopped. He turned around and chatted with the human sitting in the carriage, looking back at you, and then the caravan also stopped.

The earth spirit drove the wild boar over, and the rein of the pig wearing white gloves was pulled up fiercely by him and stopped next to Star. My lord, I hope we didn't disturb your team's rest. May I know your destination? If it's convenient, we can also walk together.

I have to say that this excuse is very applicable. Almost every caravan will have the idea of going together when they see such a team. Without any discomfort, it is easier for people to relax their vigilance. If the bull hadn't recognized it, he might have been fooled like this.

"Why don't you think we are a bandit? Also, how do you know that I am the leader of this team? Star asked knowingly, and he wanted to see how well the other party was prepared to fall to the ground.

"Your excellency, your badge." The earth goin pointed to the position of the collar, "That's the unique sign of the Holy See, and I won't make a mistake. And the only person who has the qualification to wear a cloak in the order is the head of the regiment. Although I haven't seen you, I think you are the head of the newly established Trial Order. Your prestige, like the moonlight of Witherspon, spread all over the city overnight.

"Where are you going?" Star asked first.

"Death Forest." The earth spirit replied respectfully.

"Aren't you slave traders?" Star pointed to Bimon, who was tied to the back of the carriage, "I don't remember who would buy them at a high price."

"To tell you the truth, that group of Bi Meng is just a bait. We are going to capture the monsters in the forest of death, just with these slaves who angered their masters.

The earth spirit whispered, and it was obvious that he had noticed Dexon and Caesar in the team. De Sen also spread all over Witherspoon overnight. Everyone knew that Star was followed by a powerful Olefin warrior. And Bi Meng's temper was not very good. He was so afraid that Desen's eyes wanted to eat him, and deliberately lowered his voice. But I didn't expect this, and it was still heard by Desen and Caesar.

"What did you say?" Desen stood up suddenly. The three-edged height is half taller than the earth spirit riding on the wild boar, and the huge figure suddenly covered the earth spirit. And Caesar couldn't stand it. The machete had been pulled out of the sheath by him.

"Sit down!" Star shouted harshly. If he hadn't stopped drinking Caesar in time, the nervous students would have pulled out all the weapons in their hands. And now, Star is not going to tear his face directly with the other party. Since they want to take advantage of the opportunity, they should treat them in their own way!

"I apologize to my reckless subordinates like you. Dear Mr. Earth Gobion, please tell the owner of the caravan that we are willing to walk with them."

Sta didn't ask again. He understands that no matter what he asks, the other party will tell a lie. He stretched out his hand and was ready to pull the bige that fell from the pig's back. But how dare the earth goblin ask the noble regimental commander to help himself with his own hands? Desen stared at his eyes full of blood, which scared him so much that he fled back to the caravan without looking back.