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Chapter 5 First Class Boxer Simba

At noon, Alison came back from the field. Outside the stone bridge, the farmers had just finished filling the soil. The priest who was praying saw that it was the witch who came back, so the ceremony stopped.

"Hey, didn't the farmer only do half of the work?" Cade turned to look at the witch whose walk had not changed much. It didn't look like that.

The pastor's face was gloomy. He stopped on the road, and when Alison came over, he asked directly, "What have you been doing?"

"There is a piece of farmland outside that is not growing well, but I have taken care of it." Alison looked at the sullen priest, "Do I still have to report to you about what I do?"

"No need." The pastor narrowed his eyes, "But the person who went out with you is a believer of our Lord. Where is he?"

"Farmer Bobby?" Alison looked at the pastor and raised her lips. "He is indeed a devout believer. He is willing to dedicate himself to become nutrients for the fields in order to make the lord's crops grow better."

"Nutrition for the fields?" The pastor was stunned when he heard this, and then took two steps back in fear, looking at Alison in disbelief, "You killed him?"

What does it mean that only the state officials are allowed to set fires, but the people are not allowed to light lamps? Alison finally saw it today. The knight killed all the women in his collar and didn't see him like this, not to mention that he was not innocent in killing this person.

Alison tried her best to hide the disdain in her eyes, walked over and held down the priest's shaking shoulders, "Compared to those fertile fields, it is very cost-effective to sacrifice a farmer, or do you think the cultivated land of the knight is not as important as those farmers?"

"Of course not." The pastor said with a guilty conscience. He was now thinking about whether the farmer had betrayed him before he died.

"You have the correct consciousness. You should be a good priest." Alison patted him on the shoulder and walked towards the castle. She would punish these guys in the future without even doing any mental training.

After the witch left, Cade walked over from the side. He looked at the shocked priest and frowned, "This witch is very dangerous. She dares to kill people without the order of the lord."

"Still a lively person."

"Cade, you must obey the Lord's will and punish evil." The pastor sighed after hearing this. In just two minutes, he felt like he had aged ten years.

"Let me do it myself?" Cade's mouth trembled, wanting to call the priest a son of a bitch, "That's challenging the lord's authority!"

"Then what should we do, complain to the knight?" The priest said helplessly, "It may not be possible. She is a witch, and the knight thinks she is useful to the territory."

"So we took the wrong step. To kill the witch, the first step is to lower her status in the knight's heart. For example, you can tell the knight that the annexation plan about the Kevin Knight that morning was actually my idea." Kai

De gritted his teeth and said, "That damn witch used mind-reading skills on me!"

The priest was stunned when he heard this, and then looked at Cade deeply, "That's why you hate that witch, right?"

Cade was a little embarrassed, but then said, "I'm also helping you."

"But by helping me, you are helping yourself, right? She took away your credit, but I was the one who dealt with her, so that I may be in danger now." The pastor was very dissatisfied.

"Dealing with witches is what you should do."

"What do you mean by should? The knight has already recognized her!"

Cade suddenly felt dizzy after hearing this. He glanced at the pastor who was already in angry mode. He knew that arguing with him would have no results, so he spread his hands and said, "Okay, stop talking, I will handle this matter."

"

"How do you deal with it?" The pastor looked at Cade.

"Stop talking and let me think." Cade rubbed his head and asked Pastor Xiang for a while, "Do you know where Simba is?"

The pastor was stunned when he heard this. Are you going to trick him again by tricking me?

In the lounge on the third floor of the castle, the witch looked at the scenery outside the window, and then threw the black bread in her hand that could kill people.

She just wanted to get a piece of white bread at the bakery, but the serf in charge of the bakery almost knelt down. Only then did she realize that even a retinue was just serving the knights, feeding them, leading their horses and wearing equipment, and being used as cannon fodder.

, it is impossible to eat white bread.

However, it is also possible that Knight Simon is too poor and all the money from the territory is used to repair his broken armor. I can compare it when I go to other territories in the future.

Dropping a crumb of bread, Alison attracted a mouse. She kicked it with her new shoes and held back her nausea and reached out her hand, but no spirit appeared.

After flushing her hands with turbid water, Alison counted several things in the space, but none of them had any techniques. She looked at the tattoo on the back of her hand, and the corners of her mouth turned up.

"Thunder and thunder ~ kill ghosts and lower spirits!"

"The Lord in Heaven is as urgent as the law!"

"The Tao is Tao, but it is very Tao~"

There was no earthquake, no photoelectric effect, and the black tattoo on the back of the hand did not pop out to kowtow to herself. Alison frowned and thought for a moment, is it that the low-end world is not worthy of such high-end vocabulary?

Alison thought of this and raised her cloak and tossed her hair:

"The sun sets in the west and the sky turns dark~ Hey!"

“Every household has its doors closed”

Alison didn't know it at this time, but she scared away a farmer who was peeping at the door.

After a battle between soldiers, Alison felt dizzy and had no inspiration at all. She staggered and sat down on the bed, then looked at the ground and reached out to slap it hard.

"Let the world feel pain from now on! How many buildings can a bag of rice carry?"

The second farmer who came to see Alison was also scared away.

In the woods outside the castle, Simba and Cade looked at the farmer running back in front of them, slapped him on the ground and fainted.

"Brother Simba, it seems that the witch is good at witchcraft. Are you sure about facing her? I'm afraid you will get hurt."

As soon as Cade finished speaking, he was pulled up by Simba's collar. The big man with a tanned body stared at the latter, "What are you talking about?"

"No, no." Cade saw that Simba was angry and quickly changed his words. He thought that this reckless man was too rude and he had gone too far.

"Bang~" Simba hit back and threw Cade to the ground, and then punched the thick tree behind him. He turned to look at Cade who was getting up on the ground and said disdainfully, "I saw that witch this morning.

She doesn't have any abilities, it's just a trick there. Even if she is really a professional, a spell caster at close range is no match for a physically capable person."

"Brother Simba is the strongest in the Knights." Cade heard this and quickly walked over to compliment him, but was pushed aside by Simba.

"I am a first-level boxer. You should say that the barony is the strongest." Simba raised his chin and said.

"Yes, yes." Cade said with a smile on his face, thinking it was shameless, why are you, the strongest in the Barony, running away from the Knights?

"If I hadn't met the fortune teller in the town and told me that my destiny was here, why would I have come to this desolate place like Simon? Not to mention the food was unpalatable, and all the women were killed." Simba lowered his head.

He complained, "I'm so angry lately!"

Cade was startled, thinking that Simba could also read minds, but his eyes narrowed after hearing what he said next, "Brother Simba, witches are also women."

"I know, she's pretty good-looking. It seems like you can't slap her in the face when you do something." Simba nodded and looked at Cade, "Come with me and hold the door."

"Ah?" Cade was a little hesitant upon hearing this. He is the mastermind and think tank behind the scenes, and he doesn't want to be involved in the front office.

"Do you have any objections?" Simba turned to look at Cade.
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