"call out!"
A resounding sword cry echoed through the void. The thief leader, with his messy golden hair flying wildly, retreated rapidly, but blood splattered on his shoulder, and a severed arm was thrown high into the air, a sight that chilled everyone to the bone!
But what was even more incredible was that Xiao Han's sword, with its momentum undiminished, slashed towards the bandit leader's neck. The tip of the sword trailed a cluster of arcs of electricity and was stained with burning blood. Before the bandit leader could even utter a sound of surprise or anger, the sword light flashed and disappeared, forcing him back several meters. In his panic, he lost his balance and fell to the ground in a sorry state, landing in a pile of blood and flesh.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Brother Xie Xun, I thought you were going to draw your sword..."
Xiao Han sheathed his sword, looking apologetic. He flicked his finger at the Flame Fang, and a powerful force surged into the sword, bursting forth with a stunning cluster of crimson flames and arcs of electricity.
Meeting the bandit leader's gloomy gaze, Xiao Han smiled calmly: "You might not believe it, but my sword, called the Heaven-Slaying Sword, is ranked first alongside the Dragon-Slaying Saber. It can slay mythical beasts like chickens and wild dogs."
"However, enough of the jokes, let's get down to business."
Xiao Han chuckled and strolled over as if taking a leisurely walk. The group of seriously injured thieves scattered to both sides, fearing that this fox would suddenly turn on them and kill them.
Who would have thought that a gentle and refined fox-man youth, who was just a moment ago, would suddenly draw his sword and start a fight the next!
Judging from the outcome of the battle, although this fox-person used excellent weapons, its level was definitely at the limit of human potential, no less than that of the bandit leader!
"I do not know... Your Highness is from some noble land. I... am willing to submit and hope Your Highness will give me a chance."
The bandit leader spoke with difficulty, forcibly stopping the wound on his right shoulder with his magical energy. Blood was flowing back from his mouth, and his speech was slurred.
Right now, I'm at their mercy, my life hanging in the balance, in the hands of this fox-person.
To be honest, this situation of being at the mercy of others stirred up many dark memories for him.
"There's no need for submission. As long as you reveal some useful information, I can let three people go."
Xiao Han smiled gently, like a noble young master, and gave them a heads-up: "My men, including the wolf pack, will not pursue us, so you can rest assured. Be grateful for the kindness of Constantine City; we nobles would never do such a despicable thing."
Upon hearing this, the bandit leader pondered for a moment, then his eyes lit up.
He had initially suspected that the other party would go back on their word and kill him to silence him after squeezing him dry, but he never expected that the other party's tone, noble demeanor, and the wolf riders sweeping across the wasteland would clearly not care about the life or death of one or two small fry.
Moreover, upon hearing about Constantinople, his mind raced, and when he looked at Xiao Han again, his pupils contracted slightly.
This most powerful city in the north secretly controls more than a dozen smaller cities and is regarded as the number one enemy by the lords of the southern duchies.
The Wasteland is controlled by nobles exiled from the Southern Duchy. If the other party is one of the high-ranking officials from Constantine, then it makes perfect sense for them to subdue the Wasteland and secretly make their moves.
Therefore, in this perilous situation, he misinterpreted the false information deliberately sent by Xiao Han, became seriously swayed, and decided to pledge allegiance to the other party, which was safer than letting him go.
As for revenge?
Without a second thought, he abandoned the plan. What was a severed arm to such a prominent figure? He could simply use medical magic to reattach the arm. Serving the other party would also be an opportunity for him.
"Your Highness, I actually have another identity, which I believe will be of great help to you."
The bandit leader stood up slightly, picked up his arm, and knelt on one knee in front of Xiao Han to show his submission, his tone quite nervous.
"Uh, Simba from The Lion King?"
Out of the corner of his eye, Xiao Han glanced at a young woman whose clothes had been torn in a dark corner, then looked back at the thief leader with a hint of amusement.
“I am a guard in the Viscount Cornish household. Every year before winter, the Viscount allows us to go out and plunder the villages’ grain and livestock.”
The bandit leader took out a family crest from his pocket, revealing his true identity without hesitation, and shifted the blame for the massacre of the village onto the viscount above him, since the viscount was as plump and tender as a white pig and couldn't be stewed in one pot.
"So, you were allowed by the Viscount to rob, massacre, and set fire to the villages below? That's certainly interesting news."
Xiao Han rested his chin on his hand, nodded slightly, and said, "But unfortunately, this has no value to us."
"Your Highness, I also know about the treasures buried by the Viscount's family, including various domesticated livestock, such as snow sheep, spotted pigs, and bison. I also know how many mistresses the Viscount has, all of whom are young and beautiful women."
Seeing the fox-man's displeased expression, the bandit leader immediately revealed just how wealthy the White Pig Viscount was, and how his mistresses were adorned with jewels. Such a fat, greasy nobleman—wouldn't he be human if he weren't slaughtered?!
"puff!"
Xiao Han spat out a mouthful of lemon juice, leaving the thief leader, who was speaking at a machine gun-like pace, completely bewildered. He stiffly wiped the juice off his face but didn't stop drinking.
The surrounding thieves also wanted to reveal the information, but the leader snatched it all away. However, the authority he had built up within the group prevented them from getting angry, though they still harbored some resentment.
"Hmm, it seems the information you provided is very useful, so..."
Xiao Han waved his hand to stop the bandit leader. He smiled faintly and gave a look to Khrushchev, who was serving him.
In an instant, Khrushchev, who was both the steward and the future prime minister, was quick-witted. He ordered the knights to step forward, raise their light crossbows, and aim at the thieves lying dead on the ground. Waves of death shadows swept through the air, annihilating all the useless ones (there were plenty of arrows, so they could use them freely and hone the archery skills of the cavalry).
"Huff!"
Just as the bandit leader thought he had successfully gained the other party's trust, he relaxed slightly. But in the next instant, a flame was reflected in his pupils, and the roaring flames swept up a torrent of blazing fire, turning all the corpses on the ground into ashes!
Under the gravitational pull of the stone chains, the ashes sank, and the wind, like a vortex, gathered them together and placed them into a half-full sack. A skilled knight then dragged them away and placed them on a chariot full of sacks.
Thief Leader: "∑(°△°|||)"
Crushed to ashes?
To destroy the evidence?
Vanished into thin air?
For a moment, he was stunned into silence, then felt relieved for his decision to demonstrate his value and choose to side with the other party.
He couldn't help but look over there. A black-haired fox-man dressed in adventurer's casual clothes stood out against the backdrop of burning corpses, exuding a powerful and domineering aura!
This ruthlessness is astounding. Even if he promises to let them go, he will still kill them later, giving them a glimmer of hope before extinguishing it and bringing them endless despair. This prince has a truly twisted sense of humor.
"Alright, pack your things and head to the next location."
Xiao Han clapped his hands, and a group of knights went to move the supplies that the thieves had packed away, saving them the effort of looting.
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