Chapter 62

I gave the injured Banshee to fidro's care and touched the sword of victory in my waist. This time I'll pretend to be forced.

"Eh? Huh? Where is my sword of victory! "

The hand that touched my waist felt empty. Then I remembered that the sword had fallen to the ground when I was caught by the two sisters. What should I do? It's embarrassing to pretend to be forced but have no weapons.

Just when I was confused, I caught a glimpse of a Black Dagger hanging from the waist of the injured Banshee held by federo. Although it was small, it was also suitable for use.

I hold the dagger, add speed and power, and stab the Banshee like a phantom. The Banshee seemed a little surprised and hurriedly sent out audible waves to me.

How can this thing be fooled after a loss? I'm afraid it will fall asleep again.

Such a sound wave attack is very troublesome. I can only keep dodging, which is very embarrassing for a time.

"I'm a swordsman! Do you know what a swordsman is? I can do magic. "

"Look at my ultimate mystery --- phantom true and false split attack red attack!"

I shouted arrogantly. The Banshee was slightly stunned, and then cracked an extremely arrogant smile.

"Cluck, how can you shout your name? Separate yourself? You think I'll be fooled. "

I was fast and stabbed at the Banshee's chest. As soon as I reached his chest, I made an emergency stop and maintained the stabbing action.

"Cluck, stupid human, this must be a separation? Will I be fooled by such a mean means? Here you are! "

The Banshee suddenly turned around and suddenly made a defensive posture backward.

I no longer deliberately did not move. The dagger in my hand suddenly worked and stabbed her in the back.

The Banshee looked back at me in surprise, "more than one split? You... "

I smiled: "I'm sorry you misunderstood. I can't separate myself. I lied to you just now. Just close your eyes. "

"You... You despicable human!"

The Banshee made a shrill and angry cry, which was full of dissatisfaction and grievance.

I took back the dagger and kicked the Banshee aside. I just wanted to make up a few more knives.

"Can, can't, let go, let her go."

Said the Banshee in fidro's arms with great effort.

I sighed and let it go. In fact, there's no need to kill them all, but her arrogant attitude just now annoyed me. Now I'd better run away.

"Anle, others say you are a rogue, a pervert or something. In fact, I've always felt unfair for you. But after watching your battle with the banshee, I think you are not only a hooligan, but also very cheap! "

He gave me the wounded banshee, and I still did not forget to make complaints about it.

"Grass, you bald lad, believe the cheap me in your mouth, write a novel about you and the forest Banshee queen here, and then draw a cartoon, so that the whole people of Capua city can know your style of fighting the Banshee queen?"

"Hehe, Lord Anle, the first brave man in Capua City, look what you said. How can a brave man like you do this, right? "

Fidro's face was as gray as death and hurried to beg for mercy.

"Anle, you wouldn't do such a thing, would you?"

He seemed uneasy and hurriedly added.

Just then, the Banshee whose dagger I stabbed sent out a sharp howl in her mouth.

"This is, call, call your companions! Put it down, put it down, i. Come on, run! "

The Banshee I held struggled and shouted to me. Sure enough, the scream attracted the attention of the banshees fighting with the Bone Demon. The queen turned around and looked at me. The anger in her eyes seemed to burn the air.

"Fool!"

I moved my mouth towards the queen and ran in the direction of the wounded Banshee.

If only we could demonize the flying ability of using the demon king's wings at the moment, we wouldn't be so embarrassed. How could I put down the Banshee in my hand, from the moment the Banshee climbed to me on the ground and wanted to untie my rope before she died, from the moment she said she was sorry. I can't ignore her anymore.

I ran desperately, and it was getting dark. It seemed that these banshees would not catch up, not to mention there was a bone demon in their old nest.

"Anle, the Banshee's injury is not optimistic. If it is not treated in time, I'm afraid..."

There is nothing wrong with baldness. If you don't treat it, you will die.

"I know! I'm in a hurry! "

I yelled at fidro with some anger.

"Wait! Listen! What's the sound! "

I suddenly stopped. In the dark night, there were insects everywhere, but I heard a different sound in the sound of insects. It seemed that someone was sobbing in a low voice.

"Nothing? You heard me wrong. "

"No, you can't hear because you're bald."

I replied casually, and federo talked endlessly about the benefits of his bald head. He also said that this was caused by a sneak attack by the devil's men after winning half a move in 300 rounds with the devil. Speaking of the demon king's men, federo angrily accused gangdamu, a goblin“ shut up! Don't interfere with my listening! " Federo said that my head hurt and hurriedly stopped him. The subtle voice appeared again. I gave the Banshee in my arms to fidro, carefully holding the dagger and walking in the direction of the sound. Yes, the source of the sound is behind this low bush. The sound is vaguely familiar. With doubt, I carefully pulled away the bushes. A man in a black cloak sat on the ground with his back to me and sobbed“ Black cloak! " I took a breath. Ma's unexpectedly met this grandson here. It's not so easy to deal with either fear or plague. That's what to do. Maybe my action range was a little big. My black cloak slowly turned around. His face was very black. He could only see a pair of bright eyes and a mouth of small white teeth“ This black cloak seems different from the fear of plague. " The black cloak found me, suddenly stood up and ran towards me. It's just the so-called enemy's road is narrow. If you find out, you have to start first. I just wanted to fly and stab, but the black cloak fell to where I was just a few steps away. As soon as I saw the opportunity, I had no time to think, so I rushed over with an arrow and sat on the black cloak. Put his hands behind his back. The hands of the black cloak were not like plague and fear, but greasy and warm at the beginning“ Good skin? What about the plague? What about fear?! Say, "what are you?" I shouted at the black cloak I controlled. Black cloak has been sobbing in a low voice since I was controlled. This waste, can it be called sadness“ Are you sad? Is your skill to make me sad? But I tell you, I'm very happy. " In order to convince the black cloak that his skills are useless to me, I specially sang a song. Are you happy“ Are you happy? I'm happy... "Anle, what are you doing? Who is this man? " At this time, federo came over with the injured banshee, looked at me sitting on my black cloak and asked curiously“ You forgot the black cloak? fear? The one who stole the dragon's eggs. "“ I remember, but the man's clothes are blue. You see, the black is obviously black mud. Look at his cuffs. Isn't one of them blue? " Fidro looked at me and said. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation