Hero’s Creed

In the tavern, the whispers of the adventurers gradually became louder, and Liszt’s gaze fell on him like he was watching a clown. M.

"Master, you can't let him go like this, let him know that you are offended." The classmate's enemies are trying to show it, but the voice hasn't fallen yet, and Liszt slapped his face on the face with a slap. Lost.

"Go to the dead." Liszt didn't feel relieved after slap in the face. He slapped his classmates and beat them up.

He has lived in honeypots since he was very young. He wanted the wind to wind and the rain to rain. It was simply the prince Chen Chenwu said that no one would dare to mess with.

"Master, don't fight, I'm going to die." The follower held his head and begged for mercy.

Liszt kicked wildly at his feet, venting his indignation, and didn't stop until he beat the servant half to death.

"You two, follow Downton to see where he is standing. If it is really a mine, find the head of the guard and inquire about his situation." Liszt took out a handkerchief while wiping his hand. Blood stains, while commanding, "And you mercenary mercenaries, all get out."

The classmates did not say anything, hurry up.

"Are they all deaf? Go bathe and dress!" Liszt took a deep breath after roaring towards the dancers, forcing himself to calm down.

Liszt wanted to kill Downton at this time, but he knew he couldn't do it.

If, as those cronies say, Downton is Dofink’s heir, if he kills him under the general public, there will inevitably be someone to inform him. As the mayor’s son, Liszt knows very well what rights the mine principal has. When dad saw someone, he had to accompany his smile.

"Trouble." Liszt bit his lip, regretting not falling for a while, knowing that Downton's boy would rise up in the wind of the dagger mine, he must kill him the first time.

"Master, it's not too early, and your guests will have to wait anxiously." The classmate boldly reminded him that he knew that the host spent too much energy and money to entertain them. The servant was angry.

"Let's go and meet them." The time is too tight, and it is too late to arrange some people to kill Downton. Liszt can only look at his eyes first. "Tell you that the guests who came this time are a direct heir of the DuPont family. If there is no accident, he will be in charge of the entire family in a few years, and you will give me a 200% spirit to wait."

There was an uproar in the tavern, and the adventurers showed excitement and curiosity on their faces. DuPont was no longer just a simple name, but a symbol that became a household name throughout the Western Continent.

The DuPont family belonged to the Kuta Magic Guide Empire, one of the nine empires. It emerged in the fifth jihad and then swelled to the present, becoming a rich aristocrat with a long history of five thousand years.

This family started out in the arms trade, and it is getting bigger and bigger. Nowadays, business partners have spread all over the country.

The arms produced by DuPont military industry are known as the most perfect and reliable killing weapons.

At one time, a grand duke of a principality ridiculed the Dupont family's wealth based on blood and death.

At the time, the helm of the DuPont family smiled and said nothing. When the people thought he was afraid, the war broke out on the third day.

The Dupont family started the war against the Principality with its own strength. In only three months, the Principality was overthrown. The prince who uttered his words was caught alive. After stripping his clothes and walking on the street, he was hanged to the gate like a dead pig. before.

Since then, no one dared to ridicule the DuPont family face to face. The weapons produced by the DuPont military industry have also been favored by various countries because of the huge advantages shown in the war. They have been exported in large quantities.

"A heir to the Du Pont family actually appeared in our border town?" Several local adventurers in Chenwu Town exclaimed and felt proud.

Liszt deliberately leaked the identity of the distinguished guest, so as to show that he has a wide range of friends, and to know that as a person, even the Duke of Westland, Placido, will be happy to take the time to meet in person.

"If I become the agent of DuPont's family in Drankford, Prasido will have to pay attention to me, and I will definitely get a title of Viscount by then."

Liszt is not a noble, he is not satisfied with the title of the baron who inherited his father. He wants to climb higher and become the darling of the upper class, so DuPont is undoubtedly the object of his efforts to win. For this reason, he would rather deal with Downton. Time is late.

Through the moonlight, Downton traveled on a planetary night and rushed back to the mine.

"That Liszt's brain is sick, and even our adults dare to provoke!"

"Yes, the next time I see him, he must be beaten into an idiot."

"It's just the son of a mayor. It's too arrogant. How can our adults be distinguished."

The cronies talked about Liszt, complimenting Downton.

As Dofink's heirs, if Downton performs well, his future status will definitely not be low. It is precisely through this that cronies see through this that he is struggling to stab him.

"Pouting!" Downton yelled, he wouldn't be arrogant because of a few words of fart.

Seeing Downton's face unswervingly, close friends quickly shut up.

"The troubles have been so much lately!" Downton sighed, a little upset. After this conflict, Liszt can't wait to deal with himself. He must be resolved as soon as possible, as well as Ram and his team. More and more intense, the miners affected have exceeded 1,000.

Night road is difficult, especially after entering the mountain road, everyone has to slow down.

The trails are inaccessible, and the howling of the beast occasionally reverberates in the mountains and forests, and the cool summer breeze blows on the skin, just like the hands of a ghost.

"What's wrong?" Cronin asked Arnold to turn back frequently and couldn't help asking.

"I always feel that there is something to follow us." Arnold's words directly raised the hairs of the cronies and turned back in unison.

"Ah? Don't talk nonsense." The cronies were afraid, and then subconsciously shook the reins to speed up the mount.

"Stop, there is a situation!" Downton shouted and pulled the Warrior Saber from the scabbard hanging on the horseback.

"What's going on?" The cronies panicked and shouted indiscriminately.

"Shut up all." Downton growled, jumped off the horse, and told Jackson, "Go ahead and see!"

"Master, what if it's a heroic Warcraft? I'll be eaten!" Jackson's cowardly disease was guilty again, with a bitter face, he didn't want to go.

"No Warcraft will be interested in your rotten flesh, go quickly." Downton urged, among these people, Jackson can open the aura of swiftness, undoubtedly the fastest, as for Arnold, to stay as a bodyguard.

Jackson couldn't help it. He walked forward, and after walking a few tens of meters, he didn't even need the discipline and self-esteem. He lay on the ground, and after a few strokes, he stopped to watch.

Downton rubbed his brows helplessly, but when Jackson made such a mess, the tension in his heart had disappeared a lot.

"It sounds like some kind of beast chewing, it should be eating." Arnold squatted down next to Downton, reporting his speculation.

"Yes, let's take a look." With Downton's character, he wouldn't wait forever and just shot.

When passing by Jackson, Downton kicked his waist, "Hey, get up."

More than a dozen wild wolves were eating the corpses, their green eyes were in the dark, and some were infiltrating. Several of them saw the intruder, roared, and wanted to launch an attack. As a result, Arnold rushed up and cut it directly. .

Downton picked up a piece of blood-stained ore, looked at it, and threw it into the mountain stream.

This is a team that transports ore. They were robbed in the evening, the mine car was destroyed, the ore was spilled on the ground, and more than a dozen bodies were left.

"How did the robbers start robbing the minecart again?"

The celebrities are surprised because the ore target is too large, the robbery and transportation are very troublesome, and it is difficult to sell. Even if it is sold, because the raw materials are low in price, the robbers on the border rarely rob the mine transportation team. At that time, it might be better to grab the caravan.

"It was done by the Iron Man Bandits."

A close friend pointed to a smashed minecart and couldn't help screaming.

A huge mouth was drawn on the car with blood, chewing on a broken ear, and it looked terrible.

This is the unique mark of the ogres Tyson. In the west, it is a notorious gangster who will attack the village for no reason, burn crops, and like to eat people, especially ears. For it, it is nothing. Serve delicious.

The iron man bandit group formed by Tyson has about 600 people, most of them are ogres, and some orcs and goblins are mixed. There are very few human beings, because for them, human beings are a diet that can be eaten.

"Let's go quickly!" The cronies crouched their necks and looked timidly, fearing that ogres might come out of the grass around them.

"Dig the pit and bury the bodies." Downton was not going to leave. They could never let the bodies be eaten by the beasts. At least they would have to wait until tomorrow to let their family claim them.

Cronies are not happy~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but they don't dare to violate Downton's order, so all their faces are tangled together.

As a paladin, it is also their duty to rest the souls of the unjust dead. Unfortunately, Downton is a wild paladin. The magic is all about offering sacrifices from cheap gods to soothe the soul's requiem. He will not be a capital.

"It seems a little shameful!" Downton opened the magic book, preparing to exchange one, but he heard a rustling sound from the grass beside the road.

"Who? Come out!" Arnold roared, carrying the battle axe in his hand.

The cronies were startled, and hurried to run behind Downton. They were good at talking, and they really had to meet a fierce and powerful enemy. It was useless.

Downton stared at the bushes, gave himself and Arnolda the three-handed magic, and then threw a few bottles of healing potions at the barbarians.

The corners of Arnold's eyes were wet. The barbarians were too poor. From small to large, they could hardly drink any potions. They all healed by themselves. Looking at the potion in his hands, he couldn't help but unscrew the lid and took a small sip. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to subscribe, reward, and your support is my biggest motivation.)