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Chapter 177 The Recruitment of the Son

When the blade of the blade splashed a dark red, the man's pupils, filled with fear, opened wider and wider, and the dark clouds floating around in the darkness gradually revealed their traces.

"The fifth one." The girl's emotionless voice was like the evening bell played by the god of death.

The man's body was shaking, and he kept wailing and fell on the road beside him. The man tried to stop the blood that kept pouring out, but it was all in vain. After a while, he became motionless.

Hill took a long breath, and the girl felt tired.

The first three idiots were killed when they had no defense, so Hill did not consume much physical strength, but when Kress and the others' vigilance was heightened, it became extremely difficult to kill anyone.

Especially since the enemies had gathered together consciously, the young lone assassin was helpless.

After using various methods, she only killed two more people. The girl knew that it would be increasingly unfavorable for her revenge in the future, but the images that kept flashing through her mind deeply stabbed her heart.

Painful, the petite figure was gradually wrapped in shadows and disappeared invisibly into the air...

At this moment, she saw a hint of fire.

Is it him?!

Hill sneaked over and found that it was Cleese who was deliberately behind them.

He seemed to be in a very angry state, and Hill saw with his own eyes that he beat away all his men.

Was it a trap? The girl didn't know, but she decided to observe it for a while.

The girl did not see a cunning smile on Cress's face as he turned his back.

Suddenly, the soil under Hill's feet became extremely soft, and any creature that stepped on it would immediately sink in. However, the girl reacted extremely quickly, and in the blink of an eye, only two pairs of boots remained in the collapsed soil.

The girl did not choose to retreat. She knew that since she had been exposed, the opponent was probably ready to surround and kill her. The only chance now was to directly attack the opponent's boss.

Race against time! Hill rushed forward like a whirlwind!

At this moment, a black shadow struck at the girl's back like lightning. If she was hit unprepared, she would most likely lose her fighting power.

However, the weak sound caused by the attacker made the thief girl instantly alert, and she subconsciously took a defensive stance.

An irresistible force came from the attacker's iron fist, and the girl was directly knocked away.

When the dust cleared, Hill couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood. The impact just now caused her internal injuries, and one of her hands was broken.

At this time, figures emerged one after another, and the little girl was surrounded by layers of them. Her conspicuous red hair made Hill itch with hatred.

Isaac's face turned pale as he watched the whole process through the eagle tube. He knew that everything was over.

Hill stared at the conspicuous red hair, completely ignoring the vicious people around him.

"I didn't expect you to actually throw yourself into a trap." Cleese chuckled, completely losing his irritable look just now.

"I will kill you sooner or later."

"Oh, you are still very fierce! I just don't know if you will become more fierce later?"

Hill didn't speak, but he couldn't hide the killing intent in his eyes.

"Although it kills people, a little white rabbit is still a little white rabbit, and it can never turn into a tiger." Kress walked slowly around, his voice was very proud, and he passed through the layers of people.

"Get her."

A group of ferocious gods approached with ferocious smiles, and Hill's nerves became tense.

"Stop~!"

Suddenly, a short burst of piano sound combined with a varied accent shocked them.

This feeling is as if some powerful words hit their hearts, no, perhaps it should be said that a huge hammer hits their chests.

The person who came was none other than Isaac, who had been with the cat for a long time.

What?! You don’t think this inexplicable man is going to save the world soon, do you?

No, no, no, this kind of bloody plot will not appear in our book.

In fact, Isaac was so weak that he would lie down in a second if he was really beaten.

So, is he planning to accompany the little girl to die in a very loyal manner?

No, the bard is not such a person.

He is a quite calm man, seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages has gradually become his instinct due to the education he received since childhood.

Anyway, at this moment, a man named Isaac stood up and shouted loudly to stop the enemy's actions.

"Oh?" Kress squinted his eyes. He didn't expect that the person who suddenly jumped out was actually the coward who had been hiding at the back.

Just an ordinary bard.

The startled adventurers first looked at each other, and then the place was filled with unbridled laughter.

It's really interesting that such a person can actually have such courage? But he actually thinks that he has the ability to change anything? It's really ridiculous.

This stupid behavior made Cleese burst into laughter.

Facing the ridicule from all around, the bard seemed not to hear it. He just adjusted the hat on his head in a leisurely manner.

He doesn't mind being treated as an idiot, because in his eyes.

Due to some special protection, Isaac can feel the presence of the other party in this forest! And they are approaching here quickly!

The turning point is here! Isaac's eyes sparkled.

"Who is it?"

As the distance between the two sides continued to shorten, Kress and others also heard the footsteps approaching gradually. He couldn't help but ask out loud due to doubts and uneasiness.

"It's me."

The moment of reversal has arrived! The bard's face showed the most standard smile among the upper class.

The steady voice set off a huge wave, and Kress was at a loss for a moment. The person in front of him was much higher than him in terms of status and strength.

The Holy Son of the Glorious Temple! Hut Uriel!

"His Royal Highness the Holy Son..."

"Long time no see, Your Highness." The bard bowed and saluted.

"Well, it's been a few years." The Holy Son nodded slightly.

Kress felt a slight chill in his heart at first. The Holy Son was actually an old acquaintance with this bard?

So he asked tentatively: "Your Highness has ever seen this bard?"

Hurt first looked at him with a half-smile, then turned away from the bard who was still making a respectful gesture at the side, and said: "I have hired him to sing before, so I don't think I am familiar with him."

Cress let out a sigh of relief and felt a lot more relaxed. He thought this bard had some great background.

But then he thought again, just now Hut Uriel greeted the bard first before paying attention to him, could it be that he

Do you think that you and the family behind you are worse than a down-and-out bard?

He felt a little cold in his heart, but there was nothing he could do about it. In the past, he used his power to bully others, but today he did not dare to earn anything or refute anything.

"I really didn't expect to meet the Holy Son here..." It was true that he couldn't have an attack, but Kress's attitude also became much colder.

Hurt didn't care either. As the Holy Son, he naturally had extraordinary capacity.

"I know, you brought me here on purpose."

The smile on Isaac's face froze, and he quickly denied it: "Fate, fate, everything comes from the guidance of the goddess of fate." (Everything is the choice of Steins;Gate.)

"Oh? Really?"

The smile on the Holy Son's face became deeper and deeper, making the bard a little uncomfortable.

If he hadn't been forced to do so, Isaac would have never wanted to get close to these people who eat people without spitting out their bones.

"Your Highness, look, I found the person you asked me to find before."

The bard's words originally left everyone present confused, but after a moment, Kress was the first to react, and his whole face twisted together.

"temple……"

Before Kress could say anything, Hurt blocked him.

"The person I asked you to help find before?" Hutt raised his eyebrows, but his tone was a bit ambiguous.

Isaac knew in his heart that this guy was seeking benefits from him, and he would only cooperate with him when the benefits came.

He gritted his teeth and took out something from his arms. This thing made even the well-informed Holy Son unable to look away for a moment.

"Is it true?"

"Yeah." Isaac lowered his head, not daring to face his companion's incredible gaze.

The thing being played with by the Holy Son is actually the Storm Crown that Ivan and the others accidentally lost before!

"It's really interesting. You know much better than me what this means." Hurt played with the crown in his hand and couldn't put it down.

"It's useless to say more, put it up quickly, otherwise I will regret it." Isaac rolled his eyes, feeling extremely painful in his heart.

Clais looked at it straight-eyed. The above-board PY transaction between the two people in front of him was shameless enough, but it didn't seem that important anymore, because he also knew the crown!

The crown of King Galifar! If he can bring it back to Tisentunz, he will be greeted with the best flowers and applause. His family will be proud of him, and will even be proud of him because he has developed into Tisentunz.

The largest family in Dunz.

Kress was immersed in fantasy for a moment, but then looked at Hurt playing with the crown in front of him, showing helpless bitterness.

He could only watch helplessly as Hutt Uriel took the crown away.

"Well, you did a good job. Is this little girl the one I've been looking for?"

"That's right."

"Very good, but you still need a little trial period to become my follower. Show all your pride in this secret realm."

"Wait a minute, Your Highness..." Kress was troubled and couldn't say it. After all, even his father did not dare to challenge the Holy Son of the Glory Temple.

"What? Do you have any objections to my decision?" Hurt's voice was a little cold, sounding like the north wind howling in the dead of winter.

Kress suppressed his blush, but he did not dare to say anything further. He could only turn his eyes viciously towards the defenseless bard.
Chapter completed!
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