He was a "handsome" young man who was more skinny than slender, with a good appearance but sickly pale skin.

Why do I put double quotation marks around the word "handsome"? It's of course because the visitor's clothes are too weird in color and have a clown-like face.

An incoherent sound sounded in the sky, and at the same time, red, green, and yellow light beams lit up.

Exploding flames, manic hurricanes, and swift mud. In almost an instant, the group of monsters that was about to attack Dune and the villagers were torn to pieces under the attack of magic.

"It's really amazing. A technique of this scale was actually established under my nose. As a lord, I really failed in my duty~"

Killing all the attacking monsters in an instant, the clown suspended in mid-air bowed in the direction of the villagers, and immediately received cheers and applause from the villagers.

"It's the lord. As expected, the lord came to save us."

"I knew that the Lord would not give up on us."

"So many magical beasts were wiped out in one fell swoop. You are truly worthy of being a lord."

"..."

Hearing the voices of the villagers, Du En almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

Before Roswaal L. Merzas arrived, I was the one who had been protecting you! If it weren't for me, you would have been destroyed by magic.

With deep resentment, Du En yelled at the clown in the sky: "Now that you are here, why are you still standing here? Go kill those witch cultists!"

By the way, the magic circle connected to the earth's veins was also dispelled.

Du En didn't dare to count on other people, but from the clown, Du En felt a magical power that was not inferior to Ram. Such a being, placed in the Xingyue world, is also a top existence among magicians.

"I understand, beautiful lady~, if it is your request, I will be happy to oblige."

He took a deep look at Du En, and blocked all the attacks that were comparable to great magic with just his two swords. If he hadn't wanted to protect the villagers behind him, he might have already eliminated the witch cultists without waiting for him to arrive.

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Even so, half an hour has passed since he felt the magic wave. If the other party has been confronting the magic circle connected to the earth for half an hour, then he will have to recalculate the white man who killed him.

The strength of the Whale Sword Master has been revealed.

"New Musashi?"

With a funny smile on his face, he turned sideways to avoid Du En's slashing blow towards him. Seeing him not moving for a long time, the dissatisfaction in Du En's heart, which was already exhausted, had already reached its limit.

These villagers have a half-dozen relationship with me. I have protected them and I don’t know how to repay my kindness. Why do I bother to do this?

The light of the magic circle illuminated half of the night sky, and the scene of Duen swinging a slash to attack Roswaal naturally fell into the eyes of the villagers. Seeing this scene, the villagers nearby immediately made a voice of dissatisfaction.

"Hey, how can you attack the lord? The lord is here to save us."

However, the villager received a somewhat nonchalant answer from Du En.

"Oh, I was so careless that I didn't block it."

Speaking in a complimentary tone, the sword that was supposed to be stretched forward suddenly retracted, and a beam of light released by the magic circle suddenly hit less than one meter in front of the villager, leaving a deep hole on the ground.

A big pit at the bottom.

Almost being blown to pieces by a cannon, the villagers who had accused Du En collapsed on the ground, their minds going blank.

At this time, these villagers realized that if Duen hadn't kept blocking the beautiful beams of light that were blasting towards them, they would have been attacked by the magic circle, and they would have been beaten to nothing.

All of a sudden, all the villagers who praised Roswaal L. Mezas but ignored Duen's contribution, their faces turned red as if they were on fire.

I don't care about the reaction of these villagers. If it weren't for the fact that these villagers were extremely poor and didn't have much money, Du En would definitely give them a good deal.

It is not his character to do good deeds without expecting anything in return.

About five minutes later, there was a loud noise from the cliff one kilometer away, and the magic circle hanging over the village clicked, like a light bulb with poor contact, turning on and off.

The attacks also became intermittent.

Knowing that it was Roswaal L. Merzas who had cut off the magic power supply of the magic circle, Duen, who had been attacked by the magic circle, had long been filled with anger. A long and narrow sword energy streaked across the night sky, blowing away all the people in the sky.

The magic circle was completely shattered.

After a while, Roswaal L. Mezas, who went to chase the Witch Cultists, fell from the sky and appeared in front of Duen.

Du En, who had exhausted most of his energy, lay on the ground imagelessly, turning into the character "big".

Seeing this scene, Roswaal's clown face suddenly showed a funny smile.

Seeing the arrival of the lord, the villagers who had managed to survive the Witch Cult's attack immediately knelt down and paid homage to Roswaal.

Roswaal nodded and looked at Duen.

"The sword master who killed the white whale, thanks to your help this time, otherwise my subjects would have suffered heavy losses."

Although he was saying thank you, the corners of his eyes that were curved like crescent moons were not at all like the expression he should have when saying thank you.

The strange green and yellow eyes stared at Du En with interest, which made Du En get goosebumps all over his body.

"Isn't this guy gay?"

He had forgotten that he was still a girl.

Shaking his head to throw this nonsense out of his mind, Duen looked at Roswaal.

"Are you the Lord of the Mezas Territory?"

"Yes, I am indeed the lord of this territory, Roswaal L. Mezas."

He bowed slightly toward Du En. Although his clothing, appearance, and tone of voice were all out of tune, the young man who appeared in front of Du En was indeed the lord of the Mezas Territory, and he had the three colors of "red", "green" and "yellow".

The title of Palace Magister is the top magic user in the mainland.

Sitting up from the ground, Duen sat cross-legged on the ground, supporting his knees with his palms, and looked at Roswaal seriously.

"What happened to those witch cultists? Have they been dealt with? Are there any survivors? Do you know the purpose of their appearance here?"

After asking several questions at once, seeing Roswaal's thoughtful expression, Duen thought that he was unwilling to tell him the information he had learned, and couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.

"After all, I am also a victim. I should have a little right to know."

Looking at Duen in surprise, Roswaal shook his head.

"I didn't mean to hide it from you."

"Then why..."

"Because, I let those guys run away."

As soon as Roswaal's words came out, Du En almost wanted to pull out a knife and slash his clown face.

Since you don't know anything, just tell me and waste my expression.

He was thinking bitterly in his heart, but at this moment, Roswaal's words took a turn.

"However, I do know the purpose of those guys."
Chapter completed!