The Golden Dragon Will Never Take It For Granted - Chapter 125

As a gold-ranked adventurer, Ansel can almost enjoy the best treatment in a small country like Manopura.

He was sitting in a chariot with Sandro at the moment, and a groom sent by the army was driving the chariot for him.

The three of Ervik were on the ground, following the chariot.

After passing the bishop’s magic test, the juggler quickly exchanged places with Sandro and fled. He didn’t want to stay by Ansi Er’s side for a moment, while Sandro didn’t want to leave Ansi for a moment. Sil.

Sandro took out a chilled glass jar from the space ring and handed it to Ansi Er, which contained some drinks made of special flowers and fruits, and inserted a metal straw.

Ansier took the drink and took a sip, lying leisurely in the chariot, the sun’s shimmering light on his face made him a little sleepy lazily.

Sandro stared at Ans El obsessively, the Lord Lord was so attracted to the lich even when he was sleepy.

The other soldiers and ordinary adventurers on the road were not so happy at all. The battle reports on the front line were frequently urgent, and the commander could only speed up the march day and night.

At the end of the day, they only had five hours of rest. Even if they had fighting spirit in their bodies, they were a little overwhelmed by such a long march. It was not a good sign that they were exhausted before the battle.

“hu~hu~”

Keliya lowered her head and panted heavily, the longbow on her back was not light, and she was very tired after a long journey.

“Kelia, Kara, come up and take a rest when you’re tired.”

Ans Air patted the empty seat on the carriage and said to the two little girls.

The horse, who had only carried three people, turned back and glanced at Ansair sadly: You are arrogant, you are amazing, let us bring a few more people.

“Brother Ansel, what about me?”

Ervik pointed to himself breathlessly.

“You’re not a girl. Boys should practice more, but you can’t stand it with such a little way.”

Ansier said solemnly, of course, a good carriage should be full of lovely girls.

“No, I also want to exercise.”

Kara said stubbornly beside Ervik.

This is a strong girl, and Ansel did not persuade him much, but looked at Keliya.

Kelly looked at the comfortable carriage, then looked at her brother and Carla, and finally stood up strong and staggered forward.

“Thank you…but I want to accompany my brother…and Sister Kara.”

Ansair scooped Kylia from the ground and put it on the carriage.

“Don’t be stubborn, give your brother and Kara a little space for two.”

Ansier whispered in Keliya’s ear, and Kalia’s little face turned red all of a sudden, and she quickly understood what Ansier meant.

Although Kelly is the younger sister, girls do mature earlier than boys in some ways.

Ervik was very tired, but the words in his mouth never stopped for a moment. Now he has another dream, and he will not have to walk by himself when he is developed.

The teenager is always full of all kinds of unrealistic distant fantasies. Karaan quietly followed Ervik and listened to his ramble, but he was not bored at all.

“Want some water, little girl?”

Ansel jokingly put the drink in front of Keliya.

The sun and the long journey left Kylia’s lips chapped.

“Thank you, Brother Ansel.”

For so many days, Keliya has become more familiar with Ans El. In her eyes, Ans El is the omnipotent big brother. She no longer refuses Ans El’s kindness to take the glass bottle and drink it gently. took a sip.

The fragrance of flowers and fruits erupted in the mouth instantly, and the cold air cured the dryness caused by long-term lack of water.

So good!

Kelly’s eyes lit up, and she took another sip quietly.

“It’s okay, drink more, there’s still more in Sandro.”

Ansier said softly while stroking Kalia’s long smooth hair.

Sandro’s eyes are about to look straight, the Lord has never been so gentle to me!

He looked at Kelly with a hint of jealousy in his eyes.

Sandro looked at his fair skin, perfect face, long golden hair, slender and hot body, and he couldn’t pick out a single fault on his body.

He looked at Kelly again, the short flaxen hair was slightly curly and not gorgeous, the wheat-colored skin, some baby fat cheeks and some freckles on the face, not tall and not developed.

Could it be that the master likes small ones and dislikes mature ones?

Sandro came to a conclusion in his heart, and he decided to change his appearance after leaving the Manopura Kingdom this time.

There are very few people who can be as comfortable as Ansel, and now even the nobles are kicked and uneasy because of the terrifying opponent they are about to face.

As Manopura’s highest combat power, DeWitt naturally also served as the commander of the entire army.

At this moment, his heart is very heavy. The fiefs bordering Casilda are still being breached. The place where Casilda’s iron cavalry has stepped is barren, and even cattle and sheep have been slaughtered.

Now, when some nobles on the front line heard the news that Casilda’s army was approaching the city, they immediately surrendered, not even the slightest act of resistance, for fear of being slaughtered.

So much so that Casilda’s army barely hindered and occupied one-fifth of Manopura’s territory in just a few days.

DeWitt had dispatched Manopura’s best royal regiment of archers to Kyrenia, the most important ridge of the front line, to stop Casilda’s advance.

DeWitt touched the sun with his hand, he didn’t need to see the world with his eyes, every inch of his skin was his “eye”.

Judging from the current time and the distance from Kyrenia city, it is possible to reach Kyrenia at night, but given the fatigue level of the soldiers, they still need to rest for half a day before they can recover and fight.

Just as DeWitt was thinking, he suddenly realized that something was wrong with the surrounding canyons, which seemed to be too quiet.

A longbow, also bandaged, appeared in DeWitt’s hand, and his long, strong fingers stroked the bowstring.

In his hands it seemed that not the bow and arrow that made killing, but the harp that played beautiful music.

An orange-yellow grudge erupted on DeWitt, DeVitra opened the longbow in his hand, and the field expanded instantly and enveloped the entire canyon.

He had already locked on the target, and his vindictive energy condensed into the shape of an arrow in the longbow.

hum~

The bowstring vibrated continuously, and the loud sound echoed in the canyon.

The marching people did not know what happened, and there was a sudden panic.

“Quiet! The crisis has been resolved! Move on!” Gu Yan

A low voice resounded in everyone’s ears, and DeWitt retracted his longbow confidently.

It’s just a few gold-level ants, who don’t know where the courage came from, they dare to come to the army where a legendary powerhouse is sitting and want to assassinate.

The orange Dou Qi arrows split into three and flew to three places in the canyon.

The assassins who were originally hidden in the shadows have already realized that their whereabouts have been exposed, and they have tried their best to avoid bows and arrows.

One person fled into the shadows, but the next moment the arrow pierced through the shadows, and the assassin fell from the shadows.

One person took a strange step, left and right, elusive, dodging the arrow’s attack. Just when he was happy and felt that the legend was nothing more than this, the arrow turned as if he had eyes, and gave the assassin a heart attack. cold.

The last person tore open the space scroll that was obtained at a high price and teleported it ten miles away, but the arrow also disappeared in the space, and the assassin’s landing point was blocked by an arrow.

“The strength is not bad, the strength of the old legend.”

Sandro commented indifferently that he had a panoramic view of all DeWitt’s movements.

Ansier nodded. Anyway, he felt that Legend’s strength was average, and he might have a chance to break his defense if he tried his best.

“Curse of Hell” provided him with extremely high physical defense, and with the addition of “spiky armor”, it was difficult for legendary powerhouses other than magicians and church members to hurt Ans El.

The people who were a little flustered just now felt relieved when they saw DeWitt’s thunderous momentum. Seeing the terrifying power of legendary powerhouses killing gold like slaughtering chickens and dogs, they also gained a little more confidence in the victory of the war.

Only the gold-level people frowned. The Casidal Kingdom has two legends. If Dewitt can’t suppress it, if a legendary powerhouse falls into the battlefield, it will be a disaster for everyone else.

DeWitt didn’t notice, and just as he shot to kill the assassin, a man suddenly appeared in the team whose appearance was so ordinary that he couldn’t find it in the crowd.

Taking advantage of the panic of the crowd, he walked straight to DeWitt without hesitation, but no one else noticed his existence.

DeWitt got back into the chariot, but he didn’t feel the joy of the crisis contact in his heart, but a little bit.

It was impossible for King Casilda to not know that it was his commander-in-chief that supported the front line, so how could he have sent three gold-ranked shrimps to die.

DeWitt’s heart froze, and he jumped up from the chariot. The transparent and colorless grudge brushed against DeWitt’s arm and almost cut off half of his body.

Rao is so, his right hand is still cut off a muscle.

The chariot under him has been smashed to pieces, and the horses are frightened and run around with the grooms driving them.

DeWitt resisted the pain and took out the longbow. He maximized his perception, and at the same time, the field also surrounded the canyon.

At the moment when the assassin shot, he caught the breath of the assassin.

At least anyone who could stab DeWitt should be a legendary assassin, and it was Harlan.

If he missed a hit, Harlan was trying to escape, but he didn’t want the surroundings to suddenly become bizarre. He could only see the scenery within a radius of three meters.

Harlan knew that his whereabouts had been discovered by Dewitt, but his domain was also open. Except for Anseir and Sandro, no one present could notice his figure.

DeWitt reluctantly shoots the arrow, but Harlan zips through the crowd, easily dodging DeWitt’s substandard attack.

DeWitt’s attack naturally fell on other people, causing a large number of casualties.

“Lord DeWitt, why are you attacking us?”

The nobles shouted in horror.

“You are surrounded by legendary assassins!”

DeWitt gritted his teeth and said that he ignored other innocent people and attacked Harlan wildly.

He must seriously injure or even kill the legendary assassin in front of him here, or he must face the two legendary powerhouses with a wounded body.

An orange-yellow vindictive arrow flew towards the carriage that Ansel was sitting in. Keliya watched the arrow coming at a gallop and closed her eyes while hugging Ansel.

Ansi Er easily shattered the attack of others with a wave of his hand.

Fortunately, other people have been attracted by the news of the legendary assassin, and have not noticed that there is a figure sitting here who can easily take the legendary attack.

Kelly opened her eyes secretly, but she didn’t feel any pain on her body.

Her eyes met Ansel’s disdainful smile.

Brother Ansi Er doesn’t even pay attention to the attacks of legendary powerhouses?

Kelly’s heart skipped a beat, and she realized that Ansel was indeed terribly powerful.

But since Ansair had no intention of revealing her identity, Keliya locked her guesses in her heart.

“Sir, are we going to do it?”

Sandro felt unhappy when he saw Keliya holding Ansair’s hand, and he felt a little more resentful when he saw Harlan walking through the crowd.

Where did the little fleas come from?

Ansel was on the edge of the crowd, and when he saw that no one was paying attention to his movements, he picked up her wooden bow from Keliya.

Gently flicking the string of the slingshot, it was the first time Ansi Er had touched the bow and arrow, but he felt that he should have this talent.

“My bow and arrow…not very good.”

Keliya said hurriedly, as if she was worried that Ansel would look down on her wooden bow.

“It’s not the bow and arrow that matters, it’s the person who holds the bow and arrow tightly.”

Ansair shook his head and said to her with a smile, reaching out and drawing a wooden arrow from her quiver.

Simulating an orange-yellow grudge wrapped around the arrow, Ans El shot at the legendary assassin.

Meanwhile, DeWitt undid the bandage on the longbow, revealing the six magic runes embedded in it.

Three “accurate”, three “penetrating”.

DeWitt took out another golden arrow and shot it in Harlan’s direction.

Harlan faintly felt a great crisis coming, and thought it was the ultimate move that DeWatt was about to use, and quickly concentrated on preparing to avoid it.

But not wanting to be in the dark, an arrow has hidden its whereabouts and has already aimed at him.

Harlan’s figure was slightly twisted in the space~www.mtlnovel.com~ DeWitt’s attack suddenly exploded when it touched Harlan, and the nearby people were also seriously injured, causing a cloud of dust.

Harlan just narrowly escaped DeWitt’s angry blow. In the smoke, an orange arrow suddenly flashed, and then quickly stabbed Harlan’s left lung, only half a minute from his heart.

Harun’s pupils shrank and blood spurted out, the arrow was shattered by his surface defense the moment it touched Harlan, but the powerful force on the arrow almost destroyed his internal organs.

Seeing that Harun was hit by an arrow, Ans El looked at Sandro with satisfaction behind him, who was trying to use magic to guide the arrow while covering up the magic fluctuations.

How can a person who has never been trained in bow and arrow have a sharp head, but there is magic in this world.

Sandro saw Ansel’s satisfied eyes and felt that it was all worth it.