C9 It's a Test for Me
C9 It's a Test for Me
Kellyen's face changed dramatically, and his voice was trembling. "May I ask what kind of enmity do we have?"
Reg sneered a few times but did not answer. He swung his sword horizontally and knocked Kellyen's head. Kellyen's eyes turned black and he fell from the bed like a sack and fainted on the ground.
The baron's wife saw Reg's sword slap down, and Kellyen immediately fell down. She thought Reg killed Kellyen and cried out in shock again, "Ah, I beg you, don't kill me, don't kill me! As long as you don't kill me, I will do anything..."
Reg snorted and looked at the baroness. He narrowed his eyes.
The baroness saw Reg's gaze fall on her and immediately felt relieved. She deliberately used a very charming voice to say, "As long as you don't kill me, you can do whatever you want."
She believed that she would not fail. She was very experienced in dealing with men. She felt proud in her heart. She believed that with her skills, ___ would definitely not be willing to kill her.
Reg lowered his huge sword and looked coldly at the baron's wife. He neither agreed nor disagreed.
The baroness looked at Reg who lowered his giant sword. She immediately suppressed the fear in her heart and wrapped around Reg's body.
The baroness looked nervous. From this man's eyes, she did not see any attachment to her. Instead, there was a strange look on her face, as if she was pitying him.
"Please, don't kill me. I can be your woman, and I can give you money. A lot of money. If you want, I can give up everything and follow you..."
The Baroness's voice was charming, like a cat's cry. She tried to straighten her slender waist, making herself look even more attractive. Originally, the baroness was full of confidence, but looking at the masked man's cold and determined eyes, she suddenly had no confidence.
Reg suddenly laughed in a low voice. "Don't worry, baroness. I will definitely not kill you. Even that fat pig Kellyen on the ground, I will not kill him..."
The Baroness was surprised and happy. She was happy that this person said he would not kill her. She was shocked because the other party knew her and Kellyen's identities very well. Obviously, the other party was very familiar with the two of them. However, who could easily defeat the people on the island? Who could easily defeat the fire magician that Kellyen had hired at a high price?
Looking at the blood stains on the huge sword in his hand, it seemed like the fire magician had already died.
Someone who could kill a Fire High Mage in a short period of time... Could it be someone from outside the Magic Moon Continent?
No matter who the other side was, the other side probably wouldn't let him go so easily. He might even be threatened by him in the future.
Reg looked at the baron's wife's flickering eyes and said indifferently, "I think you have been wondering who I am. I can tell you that I am the person you met last time and was chased by Sari."
"Unfortunately, I am not dead. Sari is dead."
The baron's wife's face turned pale. She finally understood what Reg meant by "revenge." She hoped that the person in front of her was busy running for his life and did not hear her.
"Sari is Kellyen's guard. It has nothing to do with me..."
Seeing the baron's wife immediately abandon her relationship with Kellyen, Reg could not help but smile under the black cloth.
"Really? I still remember the wife's voice. But that is no longer important. I think you need to think of a better reason and explain it to your baron husband."
The baron's wife's face became more and more embarrassed. She still wanted to plead for mercy, but Reg also swept his sword over and knocked her out.
After quickly leaving the house, Reg quickly disappeared into the woods. Very quickly, the sound of hurried horse hooves broke the silence of the woods. The only noble on the island, Baron Dure, rushed over with a few guards with an ashen face.
Looking at the dead body of the middle-aged mage on the ground, Dure's face changed again. He quickly rushed to the front of the wooden house, kicked open the door, and rushed in.
"Oh... Damn it!"
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Just as Du Lei's first angry roar came out of the house, Reg, who was hiding behind a bush in the distance, took off the black scarf on his head and turned around without looking back.
After Reg left, a black shadow jumped out from behind the dense leaves of a big tree not far away. It was Uncle Lang, who was waiting for the result at home.
Uncle Lang's figure also disappeared into the depths of the forest without alerting anyone.
Reg had just stepped into the yard when he saw Uncle Lang sitting in the yard. It was as if Uncle Lang had been sitting in the yard waiting for him. Reg naturally did not know that Uncle Lang had been following him. Uncle Lang had seen everything that he had done.
"Uncle Lang, I'm back."
Uncle Lang sat on the chair with a faint smile on his face. "Very good. Your revenge this time has satisfied me."
Reg was stunned for a moment and then he woke up. "Uncle Lang, are you following me?"
Uncle Lang nodded and said lightly, "Yes. I just want to see how you get your revenge. I just want to ask you a question. Why didn't you kill Kellyen and the Baroness yourself? Instead, you asked Baron Dure to use his hand? "
Reg looked at Uncle Lang's face and did not show any dissatisfaction. He smiled faintly and said," If I kill Kellyen and the Baroness, then I will kill Kellyen and the Baroness. What? ___ asked, frowning. I don't know, Kellyen said. If I kill Kellyen and the baron's wife, I will be investigated by Baron Dure or Kellyen's family. If I pretend to be Baron Dure, I will also get my revenge, but there will not be any future troubles... Because there is still someone like me who knows the inside story, even if Baron Dure is reluctant to part with it, and neither of them will stay."
"Although Baron Dure also understands that someone knows about his wife and Kellyen's relationship, it is still too late for him to cover it up. How can I continue to investigate? Maybe he is still grateful to me in his heart. Otherwise, I don't know how long he would have to wear this green hat... "
Uncle Lang nodded in satisfaction. "Very good, brave and resourceful. He is not a reckless man who only knows how to charge around. Although as a Fighter, one must be fearless of life and death, but one must also have a brain. A reckless man who does not fear life and death will only die faster."
After a pause, Uncle Lang's eyes revealed a trace of lust. "The baroness is so beautiful, but why are you indifferent? Don't you have the impulse to enjoy her first before leaving?"
Reg shook his head without hesitation. "She wants to kill me. No matter how beautiful she is, she is still my enemy. She must use any means to deal with the enemy. If she can't even withstand this little test, how can she cultivate to the highest level?"
"Good!" Uncle Lang patted the armrest of the chair and stood up. "Reg, what you did today made me very satisfied."
"A brave and resourceful Fighter that doesn't fear life and death. With this Cold Ice Spell, your future must be immeasurable. I was right!"
"By the way, when you received that mage's fireball, did you feel uncomfortable with your left hand?"
Reg shook his head and said in surprise, "No discomfort. My left hand seems to be completely immune to fire. If it was not for the fact that I discovered the abnormality of my left hand, the battle would have been much more troublesome..."
The reason Reg had absolute confidence in killing a magic spell warrior that was three levels higher than him was because Reg had a left hand that did not fear fire. It could also be said that he did not fear high temperatures.
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When Reg was cooking, a large piece of burning wood smashed into the back of Reg's hand. Although Reg promptly broke the wood, it still hit the back of his hand.
When Reg was struck by the flame, his mind wasn't filled with fear. Instead, he suddenly had a thought that gave him a fright.
My left hand is not afraid of the flame.
There were no burn marks on the back of my hand, not even a red mark.
Reg opened his mouth wide in disbelief. He could not believe what had happened in front of him. He reached out his left hand to the flame and slowly closed the distance between them. As the distance between them shortened, Reg's eyes widened.
The bright flame had touched his finger, but he didn't feel any pain. There were no burn marks or blisters on his finger!
Reg simply inserted his left hand into the furnace, and the result shocked him!
His left hand was actually completely immune to flames!
An idea that came from his intuition?
Just like the first time he smashed the sandstone and the first time he held the huge sword with his left hand... An extremely familiar feeling suddenly appeared in his mind. There was no awkwardness at all. It was as if he was born left-handed. It was the same now. It was as if he already knew when he came into contact with the flame. It was as if his left hand was not afraid of the flame...