Wals took out his one-handed sword. Now he had to face eight people alone. Oh! No! He had to face nine people.

When Fleischer saw the young man take out his sword, his pupils shrank sharply.

"It looks like this is going to be a lot of fun tonight!"

Fleischer looked at Wals and said something ironic. His battle with the Snow Wolf tonight had already made him shudder with fear, and now he was about to succeed, but at this moment, a guy appeared.

Interesting! Interesting!

"There's only one person on the opposite side. This time, all nine of us will attack together and kill this guy first."

Fleischer showed his fierce side. He took out a sword he carried with him. This sword was a good weapon. He was a wizard, so he had never used this sword.

Originally, almost every wizard could cast simple spells like fireball, but now, Fleischer was in the city, where there were many people and eyes, and he didn't want to expose his identity.

Moreover, chasing Goering requires a large amount of mana, so he naturally dare not use his mana to deal with Wals.

But according to the current situation, this is a very fatal thing.

Because during the battle with Walls, Fleischer discovered that he and his group were no match for Walls at all.

No wonder this guy came alone to stop me. It turns out he is quite capable.

"Who are you and why are you stopping us from hunting down the wanted criminal?" Fleischer asked Walsh again. Walsh hadn't said a word since he started fighting with Fleischer and his gang.

He just pulled out his own sword for no apparent reason, and then just started fighting with himself for no apparent reason.

Fleischer was in awe of this mysterious and powerful guy, but now he and Walls were enemies, not the time to admire each other.

But no matter what Fleischer said, Walls didn't say a word, which resulted in Fleischer having no chance to identify this guy's true identity from his voice.

This is a really tricky guy, Fleischer said to himself.

No matter how troublesome this guy is, he must die now.

Although at this moment Fleischer's side was in a losing situation.

How could he be so strong? How could such a master appear here? Fleischer saw three of his men die in the blink of an eye.

Maybe we should retreat now, otherwise this guy might kill us.

Fleischer began to back down in his heart. He was filled with resentment. He was about to succeed, but at the last moment, someone suddenly showed up.

No, even if I have to retreat, I have to remember all the characteristics of this guy.

This way, I can find this guy later and take revenge on him. Fleischer stared at Wals intently, remembering his appearance and figure.

However, the clothes that Walls wore were all of the common kind.

If someone wore it, it would be difficult to recognize him on the street, and Walls' body shape was very common in the city, so Fleischer had no chance of recognizing Walls.

Only the sword used by Walls impressed Fleischer, which was particularly clear in the moonlight.

Maybe I'll catch you later.

Fleischer said fiercely in his heart, and at this time, there were only three people left on Fleischer's side, plus Fleischer himself, there were a total of four.

And Walls still seems to be at ease.

There is no need to fight any further, the winner is already clear.

"Let's go. Let these damn things run rampant for a while..." Fleischer said to his men.

When his men heard their leader say this, they were all delighted. Of course, they could see how terrifying this guy's strength was, and it was very exciting that they could avoid fighting with this guy.

Seeing Fleischer and his group leave, Walsh did not continue to chase them. He now needed to make good arrangements with Goering.

However, the development of the matter was not based on Walls' arrangement.

Just as Wals put the sword back into the scabbard and turned to leave, a bang sound suddenly appeared behind Wals!

Someone! Someone jumped down from the building!

Walls immediately guessed where the man came from.

He turned around silently and saw a man as young as him.

His face was not as white and tender as those pampered young nobles, but on the contrary, he had a kind of vicissitudes that only veterans had. He was not a handsome man, but he was definitely a mature man.

His expression was serious, and he never missed any opportunity to observe Walls.

The battle will not end like this. What just happened was just a warm-up. Now begins the real battle.

Wiggs slowly drew out his sword, which was a gift from his father. Although his father liked to use weapons such as axes, he had a special liking for swords.

This is an ordinary sword given to me by my father. He said that it was for my own growth. Only by being like an ordinary soldier can I understand the conditions of the soldiers. When I lead the army in the future, I will be able to deploy troops skillfully.

Although this is somewhat different from the tradition of the nobility, Wiggs's father was not originally a noble. He established meritorious services and was then granted the status of a noble.

Wiggs was Wilder's subordinate. He was not with Wilder's main force. Instead, he saw Fleischer and his group leaving behind the wounded and a few others, so Wiggs followed Fleischer alone.

Just now, I was hiding on top of a low house and saw this young man, who was about my age, fighting with a group of Fleisher's men. This group of people was the city's security team, under the management of Judas, the second son of Rodlaboye.

Although this group of people were all loyal to Rodlaboye, for some unknown reason, Wiggs did not help Fleischer.

Maybe, Wiggs must have been caused by this group of people during today's incident. After all, it was this group of people from the security team who came to report the news.

So Wiggs didn't intend to help Fleischer and his group, but that didn't mean he wouldn't capture Walls.

After all, going against the security team is not allowed by law, and he also killed several members of the security team.

No matter what, they must be captured or killed.

Thinking of this, Wiggs pointed his sword at Walls.

This is a call for Walls to take action.

Of course, Walls knew what this meant. He also drew out his sword and pointed it at Wiggs.

"Put down your weapons. You are now defying the laws of Rod Laboye, the administrator here."

Wiggs still followed the normal procedure at this time, even though he knew the young man would not agree.

"Just fight me, why are you talking so much nonsense and disobeying the laws of Rod Laboye, the administrator here? How boring..."

Seeing the situation develop to this extent, the Baron felt disgusted.

【System prompt: Please continue the game. 】

Sure enough, Walls didn't say a word at all.

He rushed towards Wiggs like this. He knew that this guy would not give up until he defeated him, and based on his intuition, this guy must be very strong.

Bang! The two swords crossed and collided. Neither of them had a shield, so they used a sword to decide the winner.

At this time, Walls used his most proud sword, which pierced Wiggs' heart.

Wiggs' pupils suddenly shrank. The speed of this sword was very fast, like lightning, but Wiggs' strength was unquestionable.

How could the sword skills he had practiced for many years be defeated by Wals's sword? He pressed down his sword and neutralized Wals's attack.

Wiggs had practiced this move for a long time, and he couldn't believe that he would be defeated so quickly by this man who looked about the same age as him.

When Wals saw the young man's sophisticated swordsmanship, he knew that he should deal with him properly.

Instead of pulling back his sword, Walls pushed it forward. Suddenly, he was hit with such a strong force that Wiggs was not fully prepared at first.

He took three steps back, but it was just three steps. He was very strong. When he reacted, he exerted force with his feet and stood there like a pillar. Walls could not move forward even another step.

But Walls did not retreat even a step. The strength of these two men was exactly the same.

Seeing that this man's strength was comparable to his own, Walls decided not to compete with him in strength. Instead, he wanted to compete with him in skills.

Wals pulled his sword back suddenly, but in a breath, the sword came back again, and this time the target of the attack was not the guy's heart but his neck.

If this sword hits Wiggs' neck, it would mean that this guy would definitely die.

However, the sword skills that Wiggs practiced would not allow him to die like this, so he tilted his body downward.

In this case, he just happened to dodge Wals's slash. It was not known whether Wiggs did it on purpose or his technique was not good enough, but Wals's sword just brushed past his hair.

This question was soon answered. As soon as Walls finished his attack, Wiggs exerted force with his feet and threw his body out.