Chapter 16 Inexplicable Battle

After finally removing the monster equipment weighing thirteen gramons on his body, Sberg could not afford the weight on the equipment and did not want to show off his majesty anymore.

He kicked the equipment unloaded on the ground a few feet hatefully. Sberg's face could not hide the pain from his feet in an instant, and he grinned in pain.

"Idiot." Lilian covered her mouth and chuckled. Baggio and Francis both respected Sberg on the surface, but she didn't.

There is a saying that the more delicate and cute the more you look, the better. This is the advantage of beautiful women, and it is particularly effective for Sberger.

"Master Earl." Francis had a playful smile on his vicissitudes of his eyes: "I heard from Boss Baggio, are you a magician?"

"Of course." Shrug, who was sitting on the ground holding his feet, forced a smile.

The fleshy feet are not too heavy equipment, but the result is still full of pain.

"Magics can't wear warrior armor." Lilian mocked: "I don't even understand this common sense, I think you are not a magician at all."

Worried that Lilian's blunt words would make Sberg unable to get out of Taiwan, Baggio quickly coughed: "That's not necessarily. Some magicians are magical and martial arts. They can not only be mages with high magic power, but also fighters with powerful physical skills."

Lilian curled her lips: "He doesn't look like him."

Indeed, after only about six miles of travel, Sberger, who was riding on Tupaluo, was already tired.

No matter how you look at it, he is just a nobleman who is worse than ordinary people.

Sberg had no way to refute it. In fact, he was born with a cold in magic. Even if he recited the simplest magic spells thousands or tens of thousands of times, he could not remember that those difficult-to-mouth magic spells seemed to be playing hide-and-seek with him. Sberg just couldn't catch them and released the spells smoothly with his voice.

But Sberg didn't care. He had decided in his heart that when he got the right opportunity, he would make Lilian look at his strength with admiration.

"Kaka..." Thinking of the powerful skeleton undead and what he had done with Kaka's power, Sberg's lustful heart was a little stuttered, and his eyes looked at Lilian also became strange.

Lilian had a cold war for no reason, and Sberg's eyes made her feel a little scared for a moment.

"Sir, let's continue on the road?" Baggio was extremely tall and burly, and his mount, Tupalu, was stronger and more powerful than the ordinary Tupalu.

Looking at Baggio riding high on Tupaluo, Sberg vaguely felt a sense of pressure from Baggio. This feeling made him subconsciously restrain his usual arrogance and calm his temptation.

Standing up from the ground, Sberg changed into a light noble costume again, tied a purple cloak embroidered with a golden dragon, and the dust-filled clothes that everyone envied were also thrown by Sberg on the side of the road.

Baggio frowned. He naturally knew the value of water dragon equipment with two years of hunter experience. Water dragon monsters are hiding in the "Ice Stream Cave" in the "Zawahara" area of ​​the Forest in the Forest for many years. The temperature in the cave is between minus 48 degrees below zero. The river flowing from "Zawahara" into the cave also forms an ice stream due to the difference in temperature. The surface of the ice stream river also has ice layers of varying thicknesses all year round. The water dragon monsters hide under the "Zawahara" and rarely break the ice to the shore. The difficulty of capturing such monsters can be imagined.

The armor made of this water dragon monster is naturally completely immune to the middle and lower ice magic, and has a certain magic defense effect on the intermediate and above ice magic. With the magic effect water dragon equipment, its physical resistance is much stronger than ordinary metal armor.

Sberg abandoned it like grass, but Baggio put it away.

"Francs, your equipment is so old, it's better to..."

Francis shrugged: "Boss should know that the set of knight armor on me has been with me for more than ten years. I don't want to give it up, nor do I have any equipment to replace it."

Baggio nodded and said nothing more. He packed the water dragon equipment and tied it to his back. Thirteen Krton's equipment was nothing to a knight.

The group of four continued to drive the Tupaluo and drove along the direction towards Kedilos.

There are few people walking on the road, but compared with the past, there are still a significant increase in the number of travelers visible on the road.

Some businessmen who were protected by mercenaries had a slow journey, but their expressions were calm and peaceful. They only frowned deeply to express their disdain and dissatisfaction with monster hunters and Free Knights who were slacking off from time to time and smog of dust and smoke flying on the road.

Sberg and his four men had passed several business groups protected by mercenary knights and entered the first town of Arthuri, a thousand-five hundred miles from the imperial capital to the Kedilo.

Arthurre Town is not big, but villages with a population of 100 are densely located on both sides of the road. Arthurre's hotel, which is usually very depressed and light, has begun to flourish recently.

However, the fifteen-room houses are fully occupied.

Seeing the hotel owner helpless, but unable to hide his joyful face because of the prosperity of business, Baggio also had no choice but to start: "It seems that we can only handle it in the bar in the town tonight."

Sberg refused to do it, and the guy who had been jogging on Tupalo all day was already feeling like he was about to fall apart, and was exhausted. What he wanted most now was a comfortable bed and a soft pillow.

"What did you say?" Sberg grabbed the hotel owner's clothes and said fiercely: "I haven't arrived yet, how can the room be full? Do you know who I am? Do you dare not give your uncle a room, are you looking for death?"

Faced with Sberg's arrogant and fierce appearance, the hotel owner was very embarrassed and very afraid.

"This... this adult... the shop is really... it's really full..."

"I don't care! Either blow someone out, or get out by yourself!"

"Schberg, how could you be so arrogant? Let go!"

The kind Lilian couldn't stand it anymore.

After finally pulling Sberg out of Arthur Hotel, Franz gave a comment in his heart about Sberg's arrogant behavior: "What a bastard!"

"Sir, you are the Count with a noble status in the Empire, so we respect your identity, and you are our partner, so I hope you can respect us too." Baggio said in a light tone: "We must not be a partner who always bullies others with power!"

Sberg was very unhappy, but looking at the cute girl Lilian who was also angry, Sberg was discouraged and muttered: "I just want to sleep and rest."

Francis smiled and said, "I know everyone is tired and wants to rest. It doesn't matter, I have a way!"

A small hill with sparse trees about two miles from Arthury town was burning with a bonfire.

Tied to the sleeping bag between the two trees, Sberg, who was already exhausted, had already fallen into a deep sleep.

"Uncle Baggio, why did you promise him to follow us?" Lilian was very dissatisfied.

He was most dissatisfied with Sberg's brutality and kind girl.

"Look at him, he always bullies people with his power. He is not a good person at all, so just..." Lilian lowered his voice: "While he is already asleep, let's leave by ourselves."

Baggio rubbed Lilian's head again and smiled: "Little girl will make a bad idea. Although he is indeed not a good person, without him, you would not be a monster hunter, and we would not be able to obtain the "Admission to the Mountain"."

Lilian was speechless.

"Is he really just an earl?" Francis leaned lazily against the tree trunk, and his slender legs were placed straight on the saddle that was removed from Tupalu, and suddenly asked leisurely.

"It seems very difficult to obtain the title of earl at such a young age and have a territory..." Baggio thought.

"Even the Golden Heavy Armor Knight dared to resist at all. I think his identity and background must be quite amazing." Franz yawned, his eyelids drooped, and he fell asleep.

The thick and steady face seemed a little unstable as the flames of the bonfire swayed. When he looked at Sberger who was sleeping in a sleeping bag not far away, Baggio also leaned his burly body against another tree.

The kind Lilian didn't say anything, and obediently walked towards a sleeping bag tied between the other two trees, which was Lilian's "bed" tonight.
Chapter completed!