Casol seemed to have not heard Annu's words, and still shivered without any eyes.

"Do you know him?" Bai Gang asked.

"Carso is the Baron's son. I really didn't expect him to survive. It's a pity that the Baron's family has two sisters." The mage Annu sighed, "But looking at this, I'm afraid I can't know something from him."

Others are not as civilized as the mage Annu, and they don't know this Carlsau. The best way to question a group of rough men is naturally punching and kicking, but no matter how they ask, they can't make a clear speech from the hesitant Carlsau's mouth.

"Poor guy, although you rescued him, he is still dead." Annu sighed, "If he could recover slowly in the human kingdom, he would probably be in the ghoul's stomach after we left. We would not be able to take such a person who could not even walk on the road. The expedition team would not have time to wait for him to recover slowly."

"Yes, I don't have time to wait for him to recover slowly..."

Bai Gang stared at Carso and frowned, thought for a while, then turned around and crawled into the forest, and soon caught a ghoul and came back.

"What are you doing when you catch a monster?"

Bai Gang did not answer Annu's question, but pulled out a knife to cut off all the ghoul's minions and dragged them to Carso.

Carso cried in horror, and retreated with his hands and feet, but was blocked by the wall behind him and could not retreat.

Bai Gang grabbed the back of the ghoul's head with one hand and stopped one meter away from Karso, then bent down and picked up a bloody short sword on the ground with his other hand. Apparently, the owner of the sword had experienced a cruel battle before his death and threw it at Karso's feet.

Cartho saw the sword, but he didn't dare to pick it up. He just put his face on the wall as much as possible to stay away from the terrifying monster.

But Bai Gang didn't intend to let him go. He held the ghoul's head and leaned towards Carso little by little until it almost hit his face. Even the ghoul began to lick him with his long tongue, but Carso never dared to pick up the sword that was close at hand.

Unlike Sawyer and others who were talking and laughing while watching the show, the mage Annu was a mage growing in the ivory tower, not a warrior who fought in the sea of ​​blood. He couldn't stand it anymore.

"Earl White, are you too much treating a noble like this??"

"Is it even more than their punches and kicks just now?" Bai Gang shrugged, "I don't mind saving people, but I don't want the Virgin to care about those who are not worthy of saving. That's too much trouble."

Carlo's face was distorted, but he did not pick up the sword beside him until the end.

Bai Gang shook his head, dragged Carso and threw him and the ghoul into the cellar, and then threw the sword down.

"Look at that monster, he killed your father! Eat your mother! Then you untie your two sisters, and you have a sword on your hand. Don't you plan to do anything?"

After shouting at the cellar, regardless of whether Carso could understand it, Bai Gang closed the cellar door panel with a "clang", and sat aside and wiped his love knife regardless of his affairs.

If Carso couldn't stand up, he would not have the obligation to drag him away, and let him fend for himself. Of course, if others wanted to bring such a scoundrel, he wouldn't say anything. But even Annu was unwilling to take him, I'm afraid others wouldn't agree.

Speaking of which, Bai Gang is strange when he looks at these people. No matter how he looks at them, they are not like the heroes who regard death as if they are alive. They are cold and numb, they are lazy and they are lazy and they are lazy and they are laughing.

Simply put, except for the Paladin Dilit Ann, who is devout to faith, no one else in this group is like a person who can perform such suicide missions! There is neither the kind of warriors who are willing to sacrifice for their own faith nor the pitiful miserables that are forced by others.

Then why did they come here!?

What Bai Gang even more couldn't understand was that according to Annu's information, the strength of these people was actually not very good at all. At most, they would brag about it in front of ordinary people, and they could not compare with those real masters!

They are not sure about their own strength. Are they really crazy and committed suicide together?

When Bai Gang asked out the doubts in his heart, An Nu couldn't help laughing.

"Did I mention it before? We are not the team of kings, but a team of volunteers."

Bai Gang rolled his eyes. How could these people look like a volunteer like a slight pride!?

The mage Annu shrugged: "Each of us has its own reasons, but simply put, except Captain Ditrian and Pastor Nordiff are for their own beliefs, the others are just a group of unlucky guys who are trying to make a fortune for the future."

"Unlucky?"

"Yes, it's just an unlucky guy.

Well, for example, Sawyer, the second son of the Kalaze family, a poor man who can't inherit anything except the name of a knight, was so stupid that he went to bed with the wife of a high-level knight. The stupidest thing was that he was actually discovered! My God! If he hadn't joined the expedition, his bones would have been burned to ashes now!

The Dwarf Hot Furnace, a confused worm who was driven out of drunkenness while watching the stove and destroyed the weapon the lord was forging. If he didn't do anything earth-shaking, he wouldn't expect to go back to the Dwarf in his life."

Bai Gang nodded. From Annu's words, it was easy to know that the human world here in Anglia was an oldest son inheritance system. This phenomenon of second sons was manifested in medieval Europe and Fusang. Second sons who received combat training since childhood but had no inheritance rights were often the group that was most eager to take risks and was most restless.

"You are the consultant of the Karaze family, so you followed Sawyer to join the expedition?"

"No, Dilit Ann and I are all here to seek breakthroughs. When your strength has been stagnant for a long time, putting yourself to death is an effective exercise method."

"But the mortality rate is also very high!"

"Yes, either succeed or die." Annu laughed, "But it doesn't matter. I damaged my body when I was practicing magic before. If I couldn't break through to the master, I wouldn't have much time to live."

"I'm very sorry, I don't know this."

Annu sighed and said, "It's okay. Earl Bai, although I have never been to China, I believe that you must be very comfortable and happy. If you were born in our Anglia, you will know that people like us are actually easy to find.

Whether it is warriors, mages, or clergy, we are born to fight, fight against the undead, fight against monsters, fight against orcs, fight against sand people, and even demons, dragons, or plagues that appear from time to time. It is something worth celebrating for civilians to live to the age of forty.
Chapter completed!