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The barking and shouting of dogs were continuous.

"Traveler Sui Xiong MK5" panted heavily, leaned against a big tree, and sat down without caring about the snow on the ground.

He took out a leather bag filled with strong liquor and washed the wound on his left arm. The severe pain made him grimace.

After washing the wound and making sure it would not be infected, he took out a clean cloth and bandaged the wound carefully.

These things will delay a lot of time, but in order to maintain a good condition, they are essential.

If he wants to escape for a long time in this icy and snowy place, or even run out of the Gold Coin Federation and run to the Ash Forest, he must ensure that he is in good condition, otherwise he will die on the road sooner or later.

"I finally made it through, how can I die here!" Even when he was on the verge of despair, he was not discouraged, and encouraged himself with a smile, "Sui Xiong, Sui Xiong, you want to be a hero. If you are chased by a group of lackeys and die in the forest, it will be a shame to this name!"

He wiped his face with snow to refresh himself, and ate some dry bread with snow. Feeling that his body had recovered a little, he did not delay any longer and continued on his way north.

He had to cross this forest to reach the north of the Gold Coin Federation. As for how to cross the interceptor who might be waiting for him there after reaching the north of the Gold Coin Federation, and go to the paradise of adventurers-the Ash Forest, that was a matter for the future.

Traveling alone in the mountains and forests, with injuries on his body and lacking the necessary equipment, is a very difficult thing, but he must persist.

"This guy is simply a monster!" A few days later, about 20 or 30 miles away from him, a group of adventurers looked at the footprints in the snow and looked at each other in bewilderment.

They are bounty hunters who specialize in hunting down criminals. They have captured the guys on the bounty list countless times, dead or alive, and exchanged them for bounties. They can be called masters of this. The criminals they planned to hunt down this time were not professional repeat offenders, so it should not be difficult to deal with them. Unexpectedly, they couldn't catch up with them after chasing for so many days!

"The soldiers of those nobles can't hold on any longer." A thin adventurer said, "The knight who led the team said that they are ready to withdraw and leave the task to us."

"What? The son of their lord was killed, and he wants to go back without catching the murderer?" The adventurer who led the team was surprised, "Isn't he afraid of being beheaded after returning?"

"This army is also very important to the viscount, and he can't afford to lose it." The oldest adventurer said, "If this army is lost, the viscount will suffer a great loss. He has three sons, but only this elite army."

"No, no, no, you are wrong. The army is definitely his, but the son may not be his own."

The bounty hunters all laughed maliciously.

After laughing for a while, the leader pointed forward and ordered to continue the pursuit.

Whether the viscount's son was his own son was someone else's business. For them, the most important thing was to catch up with the fugitive who killed the nobles and take his head to claim the reward!

At this time, in the Gelten Territory on the east side of the forest, the lord, Viscount Gelten, was looking at a letter that had just been received.

The letter was sent by a viscount in the west, saying that his second son was killed by a brutal gangster not long ago, and the murderer might have fled into the forest. If the murderer fled to Gelten Territory, he hoped to help hunt him down.

"Is this guy's second son... the one who likes to raise wolves?" Lord Orian asked after a pause.

"Aunt, you have a great memory!" Her secretary, who is also a member of the Gelten family and one generation younger than her, exclaimed, "You even remember that guy's story. You are worthy of being the elect of the 'Great Educator'!"

"The Great Educator" is the title that the God of Knowledge Woer has just received in the past two years. Compared with the previous titles, this title is obviously more popular and easy to understand. It was quickly popularized and promoted, and now it has become the most common nickname for Him.

Orian smiled slightly, looked at the letter, and frowned again.

The letter was very brief, but her intuition told her that things were not that simple.

How could an adventurer kill the son of a lord? Although he was only the second son, he was also a noble!

It is an unforgivable capital crime for a civilian to kill a noble. If the adventurer did not have an absolute reason, he would definitely not do such a thing!

"Go check it out." She said to her nephew, "I always feel that there is something wrong with this matter."

The nephew left in response, and came back at dinner time to report the results of the investigation.

It turned out that the second son of the viscount had obtained a very rare wolf some time ago. It was small and snow-white, just like a snow sculpture, very beautiful. He liked this wolf very much and often took it for a walk in the territory. Not long ago, for some unknown reason, this wolf got into a fight with a local dog while walking. Because of its small size, it was at a disadvantage and was bitten several times. Although the guards arrived quickly and killed the local dog, the little white wolf had been bitten in a key part. Its life was probably fine, but it was impossible to expect it to breed and give birth to a large group of little wolves.

The lord's second son was very angry and hanged five members of the native dog owner's family in the name of "damaging the lord's property". As a result, the next day, when he was taking his wolf for a walk as usual, he was grabbed by an adventurer who suddenly rushed out from the roadside. The knife was held around his neck and he was dragged to the wolf that was still hanging on the gallows. In front of his family, he was kicked and knelt down. A white knife went in and a red knife came out, stabbing him to the core.

Of course, the guards immediately attacked the murderer, but the murderer was indeed a figure who had reached the main round of the world's best martial arts competition a few years ago, and his skills were unimaginable. Although he suffered several injuries, he managed to break out of the siege and walked away.

Of course, the Viscount could not let go of his son's murderer. He not only sent out elite troops to pursue him, but also recruited a group of famous bounty hunters. The two sides should still be chasing him in the forest.

After hearing this, Dame Orian was silent for a while and sighed.

"Look," she said to her relatives who were dining with her, "even nobles, if they do something outrageous, will encounter brave assassins. In this world, there will never be a shortage of people who are willing to sacrifice their lives for justice. hero!"

"But what he did was wrong." The secretary said, "No matter what the reason is, it is not okay to assassinate a noble!"

Dame Orianne nodded and sighed again.

"What a pity for this man!"

A few days later, "Sui Xiong" who was tired and hungry finally walked out of the forest.

He arrived at a small village, stayed at an inn, and slept all day.

After waking up, eating something, and tidying up a little, he left and continued heading north.

However, this time he didn't get very far.

When he reached a fork in the road, a knight who seemed to have been waiting here stood up and blocked his way.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time." The knight said, "Have you rested well?"

Looking at the white scale and shield symbols on the opponent's chest, Sui Xiong sighed.

This is a paladin who believes in the god of justice and law. When facing lawbreakers, they have special magical skills that can greatly increase their strength and greatly reduce the enemy's strength.

More importantly, he had an impression of this man's face. He had seen this person at the last martial arts tournament at Mask of the Void Playground.

"I saw you at a tourney," he said. "You won one, didn't you?"

"What a good memory!" The paladin nodded, "When you said that, I also remembered that you also participated in that martial arts tournament."

Although he said this, his posture did not change at all, and it was obvious that he did not relax at all.

Sui Xiong sighed deeply and asked, "I have several adventure partners, will I implicate them?"

The paladin of the God of Justice frowned, and after a while, he said: "Your friends will be in a lot of trouble. Strictly speaking, even the owner of the previous hotel will be in trouble."

"That's not right." Sui Xiong smiled, "I killed the person. Before that, I had already broken up with them because of a quarrel while drinking. As for the boss, he was deceived by me and is also a victim. ”

The paladin looked at him deeply, and after a long moment, he sighed heavily.

"I understand." He said, "This testimony has been recorded, don't worry."

Sui Xiong smiled and stretched out his hand: "Then, do what you should do."

The paladin saluted him and bound him with the magic ropes he had prepared.

Later, Sui Xiong was tried in this territory. This criminal shocked the lord, especially his smiling and calm look during the trial, which made the lord dumbfounded.

In his impression, after the criminal was caught, he always looked frightened and uneasy. How could he be so calm?

Also, don’t those criminals try their best to bite others, hoping to alleviate their own crimes, or at least drag others to die with them? Why did this guy deliberately take all the blame on himself?

"What's going on?" he asked doubtfully.

The guard captain who had grown up with him - the paladin - sighed heavily again: "A good man, but it is a pity that he violated the law."

The lord thought for a while, understood, and sighed heavily.

"Hanging!" he announced, "No need to send it to the victim, it will be executed here!"

Sui Xiong seemed very calm until his death. When the executioner put the rope around his neck, his hands and legs were shaking slightly, but he still had the mind to joke with the executioner.

"Brother, I'm stuck." He said, "Don't throw me off."

He thought the word "trap" was funny and couldn't help but laugh.

Later, the smile solidified on his face and did not disappear until his death.