Chapter Ten: Drawing Swords Together

  Removing his armor stained with blood, Fox was about to get into the carriage when he suddenly heard a series of cries and screams from behind.

  He hastily turned around, only to see that the outermost group of thieves seemed to have encountered something extremely frightening, and they were all pushing forward in a crowd. The inner thieves did not know what had happened, and like him, they looked back inexplicably, adding to the chaos caused by the people pushing from behind.

  "What's going on? What's being called?" The good deed was interrupted, Fox became furious, he irritably pushed away the gang of thieves and walked towards where the incident occurred.

  "Boss, there's a human and an orc attacking us from behind. They're really strong, several brothers died as soon as they showed up." A thief hastily reported.

  "What, Beastmen?" Foxes was taken aback for a moment, then overjoyed.

  "He shouted: 'All of you back off, no one is allowed to move, those two are mine.'"

  He walked to the outermost, and the thieves here had retreated to one side. Raymond and Rutz stood not far away, with seven or eight bodies of thieves lying under their feet.

  "What are you people? Hmm, forget it..." Fox asked the two, but then he waved his hand: "I don't care who goes first, or if you both come at me together."

  Rudz looked at Raymond and slowly walked forward.

  "You've arrived just in time." Foxes licked his lips excitedly: "If there wasn't enough blood, I wouldn't be excited at all. Doing that noble girl would be too boring."

  As he spoke, Fox raised his axe and swung it with all his might, a gust of wind blowing towards the ground, immediately stirring up a cloud of dust in front of him: "Hey, get on quickly!"

  However, contrary to everyone's expectations, Rudes fell silent for a moment and suddenly threw away the sword in his hand.

  "What's he doing?" "He knew he couldn't beat the boss, so he gave up?"

  At this scene, all the robbers were shocked and discussed it in an uproar.

  Fox was also taken aback, but he quickly came to his senses: "Want to fight me bare-handed? A clever choice, it seems you're also aware of the reputation of my 'Grass Slab Axe'."

  "But if you think that's going to give you an advantage, then you're sadly mistaken. Hmph, I'll personally tear you in two."

  "Awesome, boss!" "You're indeed the strongest!"

  Fox's move immediately boosted the morale of the thieves, and for a time, cheers and applause erupted.

  Fox threw his giant axe on the ground and cracked his knuckles with a loud "crack", grinning menacingly as he approached Rutz.

  However, at this moment, Rude, who had been silent all along, suddenly underwent a shocking transformation. His body rapidly expanded, and large patches of fur burst out of his skin, transforming him into a Behemoth.

  "How is that possible, you're a Miao! Wait, that's too despicable, actually deceiving me into losing my axe... Wow!"

  Fox's face turned pale, he hastily turned around to grab his battle-axe, but it was already too late. The fully transformed Rutz suddenly charged forward, and with a massive claw that was even bigger than Mongbeast's, he swung it fiercely!

  Poor Fox let out a miserable cry, his entire body spinning like a top as he flew into the air, spewing out countless sprays of blood. By the time he crashed to the ground over ten meters away, he had become a bloody mess...

  In an instant, all the thieves who were cheering for Lao Da froze in place with their mouths agape, maintaining various postures, and the scene was eerily quiet.

  How did this happen?

  And on this side, Raymond was also stunned: "Lutz, how could you..."

  Bimon beast turned back and said lightly: "As you said, if everything is done in a rigid way, wouldn't it be too boring?"

  At this point, Raymond was truly speechless. This Rutz really can surprise people at any time. He couldn't help but glance pitifully at Fox, who refused to die, and thought to himself: Are you lucky? Or are you unlucky? Or are you just lucky...

  Seeing the gang of thieves still in a daze, Raymond slapped his palm: "Who's the leader now? Come out and talk."

  The boss is dead, and the gangsters were stunned for a moment, then turned their heads towards the two men.

  Seeing everyone looking over, one of them hastily pointed at the ferocious-looking man beside him and said: "Don't look at me, it's time for Second Master to take charge."

  The man known as the second-in-command, gritting his teeth in anger, said: "You actually dare to plot against our boss, don't think you can get away with it, once I give the order, my brothers..."

  Unfortunately, before he could finish speaking, Ruzi suddenly attacked with a swipe of his paw. As a result, the hapless Second Master, still unclear about what was happening, also sprayed blood and flew into mid-air to accompany the First Master.

  "What now?"

  Then, the gang of thieves turned their gaze towards the man who had just spoken: "Third Master."

  "Uh, okay... I guess it's me now."

  It was only then that Raymond noticed he was the same unfortunate fellow whose hair had been chopped off by Fox earlier. Actually, if one looked closely, the man didn't look bad at all - he was tall and sturdy, with a robust build, although his clothes were a bit shabby, his wild hair resembled steel needles, and paired with his whiskers, he looked quite majestic.

  However, this guy has thick eyebrows and big eyes, but his eyeballs are always rolling around, with a sly look. Plus, when he speaks, he nods and bows, with a spineless appearance, it's really a pity for such a tall and sturdy exterior.

  "Then what about you? Are you going to avenge our boss?"

  Looking at the giant bear-like Bimon beast beside Raymond, the man gulped and swallowed his saliva, saying decisively: "Of course - it won't happen again."

  He said with a sly smile: "Hey, that chick is yours now, do whatever you want with her. Is there anything else I can help you with?"

  As soon as this was said, the thieves all shouted out in unison.

  "Come on, don't be so spineless!" "Although the boss is usually tough on you, there's no need to be so heartless, right?" "I'm embarrassed for you."

  "What? What's going on?" The man glared at the crowd with a fierce expression: "Now I'm in charge, so what I say goes. If anyone doesn't agree, go tell that Baimon yourself."

  At this point, the gang of thieves immediately fell silent. To know that with a fighting force comparable to that of a Mongolian beast, like them, with incomplete armor and no organization, they were just a disorderly crowd, even if they all went up together, it would be futile.

  Just then, Bastar also took Freddy hostage and walked over. Seeing that even the employer was caught, some of the robbers who still had a bit of movement became thoroughly honest.

  Seeing Raymond, Frey's eyes narrowed slightly: "It's really you!"

  Raymond innocently spread his hands: "Can't help it, you piqued my curiosity."

  Freddie stared at Raymond with a gloomy and terrifying gaze, but suddenly he burst out laughing: "But you seem to have forgotten one thing, being too curious can be fatal sometimes."

  Raymond had an intuition that this man was not as tough as he seemed, and he was about to speak. Suddenly, a large flock of birds flew up from the distant hills.

  At the same time, Bastert, who was holding Freddy hostage, looked alert. With a push, he sent Freddy towards Raymond, and then crouched down to the ground with his ear pressed against it.

  "What's wrong?" Raymond asked hastily.

  After a moment of listening, Bastar frowned: "It seems like someone is coming from that direction."

  "How much?"

  "It's still unclear, but definitely not a few." Bastet shook her head and stood up: "Young master, wait for a moment, I'll go take a look and come back."

  As she spoke, she sprang into a run and dashed towards the highest hill nearby.

  "Who's coming, your reinforcements?" Raymond turned to ask Freddy.

  But Freddy just snorted coldly, proudly raised his head, with an attitude that was completely disdainful of answering.

  "Wow, you actually dare to...to...ah, wait, I haven't even asked for your name yet?" But before Raymond could respond, the new leader of the thieves' guild jumped in and said it, only then did he remember that he didn't even know Raymond's name.

  "It's impossible for a beastman to be like that," Ramon said with a mix of surprise and curiosity: "My name is Ramon."

  "Ah, it's Lord Raymond after all. I'm Harlot." The man hastily bowed his head and said.

  Following him, he turned his head and indignantly rushed to Freddy: "How dare you be so rude to Lord Raymond, hurry up and answer!"

  "......" Freddy looked at Harlot with disdain: "If it were half an hour ago, just for this sentence, I would have let you die without a burial."

  He was chilled to the bone by his icy stare, and Harlot couldn't help but shiver. He hastily leaned in close to Raymond and whispered in a very "confidential" tone: "Sir, this guy is really stubborn. Do you want me to teach him a lesson? I guarantee he'll tell us even what his own mother's name is."

  I'm finding this guy more and more interesting, Raymond couldn't help but laugh and say: "I'm asking you, why are you doing this?"

  "It goes without saying, of course..." Haruhi clapped her chest with a confident look on her face, ready to launch into a grand speech, but then suddenly became tongue-tied.

  He seemed to have just remembered that Raymond had just taken down his own boss, and he should be in a hostile relationship with him. It's a bit... to call himself a dog leg so quickly.

  However, this person's opportunism has apparently reached the point of being second nature. Carefully looking at Lutz, who still maintained a beast-like appearance, Haruto said without hesitation: "Of course it's because I fell in love with you at first sight, so I couldn't help but do this."

  "For a moment, the group of thieves all looked away with various expressions."

  "Am I out of my mind? To actually ask these guys to handle something so important..." Even Freddy muttered in incredulity.

  "This world really has everything, doesn't it?" That was what Raymond was thinking at this moment.

  He put one arm around Harlott's shoulder: "Why don't you answer me instead, why did you attack this convoy?"

  Halo hastily said: "A few days ago, the messenger of this guy found our boss and promised a large sum of money to let us ambush the convoy passing by here today."

  "Do you know who's in the car?" Raymond asked again.

  Harold shook his head: "I don't know, but anyway we usually don't have few robberies of nobles, more or less who will not care."

  Raymond couldn't help but turn to Freddy and ask: "Who is that girl in the car?"

  Before Freddy could speak, a voice came from behind: "This question will be answered by me. The one in the car is Princess Silsa of Wieluke."

  Raymond turned his head and saw Rickett using his sword as a crutch, limping towards him.

  "Vilruk?" Raymond vaguely felt that this name seemed to have been heard somewhere before. After muttering it a few times, he suddenly remembered.

  "Veerleuk!? Isn't he the second prince of the Dinael Kingdom, the younger brother of the current king?"

  As soon as this was said, the bandits immediately burst into an uproar.

  "What? She... she's the daughter of Prince Wielruk?" "We're done for this time!"

  Even Harlot was shocked at this moment: "It's over, boss. You've killed us this time. How could you have accepted such a sloppy quest?"

  Weiruk was a war hero 20 years ago, with great military power and prestige. He is not comparable to those ordinary small nobles. This group of bandits actually robbed his daughter's convoy and almost got her killed. The only outcome for them is to wait for the army to surround and annihilate them, no wonder they look like it's the end of the world.

  Without noticing the group of thieves, Rickett walked up to Raymond: "Really didn't expect it, it was actually you who saved us, how did you end up here?"

  Raymond pointed at Freddy: "This guy had hired us to participate in the raid, but I felt something was off, so I refused. Still couldn't help sneaking a peek."

  "Later, seeing what just happened, I couldn't help but take action."

  "Originally it was like this." Ricket nodded, and then said in a low voice to Freddy: "The fact that the Countess of Silsa will take this road is extremely confidential. Why did you know about it in advance, even arranging for thieves to ambush?"

  "Who are you? Who do you work for? What is the purpose of this?"

  Facing his aggressive and repeated questioning, Freddy just calmly gazed at the white clouds in the sky, turning a deaf ear.

  After a brief pause, he said faintly: "You don't need to ask, I won't say it. Besides, you also don't have the necessity to know."

  "What do you mean?" Rickett frowned.

  "Wow, still dare to be hard-mouthed, let me come and ask!" Harlot rolled up his sleeves and was about to go forward to fight.

  That faintly uneasy feeling appeared again, and just as Raymond was about to speak, he suddenly saw Bast running towards him at high speed.

  "Master, there is a large group of soldiers coming this way, with over 500 people."

  "Who is it?" Ramon asked hastily, exchanging a glance with Rickett.

  Bast shook his head: "I don't know, time was pressing, so I didn't get close. But those people were dressed the same as the soldiers in the equipment store yesterday."

  "It's Praza's defense team." Ricket cheered: "They must have sensed something was off, so they came to support us."

  Everyone else breathed a sigh of relief when they heard it wasn't Freddy. Just then, Harlot walked up to Raymond with a flattering smile and said: "Lord Raymond, are you satisfied with my performance just now?"

  Lemont looked at Harlot with an uncomprehending gaze, while Harlot rubbed his hands incessantly: "Uh... You see, we're bandits. If we run into the city guards, it's going to be a bit of a problem. So if there's nothing else, could you please let me and my brothers go?"

  Can't help but say, this guy has no backbone, but he knows the way of survival. After the big boss was taken down, facing Raymond, an unbeatable opponent, Harlot chose to surrender without hesitation, although it's despicable, but successfully saved his own and his brothers' lives.

  Just like now, because of his previous fawning words and actions, Raymond really couldn't bring himself to refuse this request, or else he would seem too cold-blooded. If Harlot had anticipated this situation from the start, and all those seemingly ridiculous behaviors were aimed at this, then one can't help but admire him.

  Raymond didn't have the habit of killing beastmen, and he hadn't planned on doing anything to these bandits anyway. So he said indifferently, "Alright, you can leave."

  Harold was overjoyed and hastily beckoned to the robbers: "What are you waiting for? Hurry up and shout!"

  Just then, a cold voice came from inside the carriage: "Wait!"