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Chapter 1047 The Cursed Dragon and His Human Knight (34)

The Cursed Dragon and His Human Knight (34)

Red Beard looked at him with an ugly expression, and his expression became even uglier when his eyes glanced at the mercenary level on Old Wims' chest.

He turned his head and stared at Lance gloomily, his tone clearly targeting him.

"So this is why you left? You think I can't protect you because of my low level? Do you know that I had no other choice at the time, and we were just going out for a meal together? Why did you make such a fuss?"

He spoke with righteous indignation and spit flying everywhere, but Lance just stood there with his head down and said nothing. In the eyes of Old Wims and others, he looked like a new mercenary who was bullied by the old mercenary and did not dare to fight back.

Old Wims rolled up his sleeves and was about to step forward and curse, but Lei reached out to stop him, "Let me do it."

He happened to not be wearing the swordsman's clothes today. He was standing in front of Red Beard in a magician's robe. Even if Red Beard wanted to ignore him, he couldn't do it.

Red Beard looked at the robe on Lei with surging emotions, and finally lowered his head slightly.

"Honorable magician, what can I do for you?"

Lei sneered openly, and the red-bearded man, who had lowered his head, trembled all over, gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

He was just a C-class magician, yet he dared to humiliate him like this. If not...

Lei: "You're standing on my territory and you're asking me what's going on? What's your rank? Lance is under our protection. Shouldn't you have asked us before you come and cause trouble for him?"

Red Beard raised his head suddenly, but felt the magician's eyes like ice knives passing across the back of his hand, and he subconsciously loosened his fist.

At this time, old Wims also came over and pulled Lance, who was keeping his head down and silent, aside. He grabbed his arm and patted it, without concealing his loud voice at all.

"Don't worry, this guy was just someone Matthew threw over to us to look after. He wouldn't dare do anything to you. Besides, what does it have to do with him if you're a new mercenary doing a mission on your own? Don't take it too seriously."

Lance turned his head and glanced at Red Beard and Lei, his eyes showing calmness.

"I listen to everyone."

Next, Red Beard was turned over by Lei, Old Wims and others. No one knew what they said. In short, Red Beard was placed in the place farthest away from him. Apart from occasionally receiving the guy's secret gaze from time to time, nothing happened to Lance.

The weather gradually brightened, and it was soon time to rest. Lance took the initiative to suggest that old Wims and the others go to rest while he would be in charge of guarding the place.

Old Wims didn't refuse, but he also arranged for others to guard with Lance, and the others went to rest.

As for Red Beard, he was supposed to be guarding, but when old Wims saw that Lance insisted on doing so, he separated the two of them.

The entire caravan gradually became quiet. Except for the people from the Nova Chamber of Commerce who were busy walking back and forth from time to time, the caravan temporarily stationed here was almost silent.

"Lance, keep an eye on it for now. I'll go put some water in."

Lance nodded, "Sure, go ahead."

Soon he was the only one left guarding the place. Lance glanced at everyone who had already rested, grabbed a handful of sand between his fingers and let it fall. The breeze blew up the sand, just covering his pupils which had changed color slightly for an instant.

There are magical fluctuations that do not belong to their caravan approaching, and the distance... is already very close.

somebody is coming.

As a member of the dragon clan, Lance's sensitivity was certainly not wrong, but what surprised him was that not long after he noticed the fluctuation of magic power, the entire Nova Chamber of Commerce suddenly became alert.

A wave of magical power spread from the front of the caravan to the back, and an extremely calm voice sounded.

"Everyone, prepare to meet the enemy. One A-class magician, five B-class magicians, and thirty-five B-class swordsmen."

Almost in an instant, old Wims and Ray launched at the same time and were ready to go.

Lance noticed that Red Beard, who was originally 'resting', immediately pretended to wake up and took out a robe to put on.

That robe...

"Lance boy."

Old Wims clapped his hands, his tone no longer as cheerful and honest as before, only with a strong sense of vigilance and the calmness that comes with years of experience.

"You're a newcomer with no experience. Stay close to Lei and don't get too far away from him, okay?"

Lance turned his head and Lei smiled at him friendly, and a magic wand appeared in his hand.

"I understand."

The battle was about to break out, and Lance was protected behind him by a group of people.

As for Red Beard, he was stared at by Old Wims and stood outside. He was obviously very dissatisfied with being singled out. He secretly turned his head several times and stared fiercely in the direction of Lance. Lance pretended not to see it and stood back.

The entire Nova Chamber of Commerce has been put into action, and Lance also sensed that the magical fluctuations were getting closer and closer to them. It was obvious that the other party had no intention of concealing it and was coming with great momentum.

Although the Nova Chamber of Commerce could not see the front clearly, a wave of magic power was also expanding wildly from the team. The two different magic power fluctuations soon collided with each other, and a silent contest took place.

"It's you? Iverson, you're actually a lackey for the Nova Chamber of Commerce?!"

A voice accompanied by a sound of breaking through the air seemed to want to split the entire caravan in half, and the powerful sword energy rushed straight towards Lance and his group!

Old Wims and Lei both looked surprised. "Oh no! They're coming for us!"

Lei didn't have time to think about it. He flipped his palm and took out a magic scroll and tore it open quickly. A rigid earth wall immediately appeared in front of everyone!

"Weems!"

Lei still shouted, and his tone could not hide the panic.

Old Weems took a step forward, "I understand!"

He also took out a magic scroll from his chest, and instantly hundreds of thorns rose from the ground, wrapped around the earth wall and rushed towards the sword energy!

"Boom!"

The earth shook, and many mercenaries who were originally on guard fell to the ground, with smoke and dust rising everywhere.

"Ahem! What's going on?"

"what happened?"

"It seems like there's an attack from the front!"

"Not only in front, there is also a high-level swordsman who has attacked other places!"

There was a commotion everywhere, but old Wims and Lei looked confused in the thick smoke.

No, their scrolls are only intermediate-level defensive magic. How could the sword energy of this advanced swordsman be blocked by their two scrolls?

At this moment, the voice from the front of the team sounded again, but this time the tone of the voice was obviously cold.

"I don't think you have the right to say anything to me. Do you think what you are doing now is so noble, Als Josephus?"