nownovels Chapter 112 Being taken advantage of, feeling resentful.
Chapter 112 Being taken advantage of, feeling resentful.
Chapter 112 Being taken advantage of, feeling resentful (Thanks to the helmsman for the generous donation from Renlei)
Just then, a clear and unmistakable girl's voice rang out from the side.
"Luna, please stop troubling Lord Lin'er."
Luna looked up at the sound and realized that Ellie had been standing quietly behind her at some point.
Her heart skipped a beat, and her imposing manner immediately diminished: "Miss Ellie!"
Ellie didn't look at Luna, but instead clasped her hands together in front of her and bowed to Lin Er.
Miss Ellie?
Luna's flustered expression didn't seem fake.
Lin Er snapped out of his daze, waved his hand, and said, "No need for formalities, I'll go save Raymond first."
He then drew his sword and leaped out, his figure quickly disappearing at the village entrance.
Ellie's expression turned serious. Although she believed in Lin Er's strength, that troll was ultimately only at the early stage of the third tier.
She had previously learned that Lin Er had fought against the one-armed troll, and that it was only through the intervention of the deacon that he was able to escape.
Watching Lin Er's departing figure, Ellie couldn't help but feel worried. The signal had already been sent, and she could only hope that the butler could arrive to provide support as soon as possible.
She then looked away from Luna, who was still kneeling on the ground, and frowned slightly: "Get up."
Luna clearly noticed that Ellie's tone had turned cold, and hurriedly replied, "Yes—Miss Ellie."
Ellie pinched Luna's chin and carefully examined her face, noting that her skin was fair and her appearance was quite good.
After all, she grew up in a privileged environment, had good bloodlines, knew how to dress, and was quite good-looking.
Ellie suddenly asked again, "You've probably never been in a relationship before, right?"
Luna quickly shook her head. She was not valued at home and understood from a young age what her greatest asset was, so she naturally cherished it very much.
Ellie nodded in satisfaction, withdrew her hand, and said, "You just said you'd do anything, right?"
Luna's heart tightened, and she nodded reluctantly.
Ellie took out a parchment contract: "Sign it. From now on, your life belongs to Lord Lin'er."
Luna paused, took the contract, and her expression changed drastically—it was a slave contract!
Her hand holding the parchment trembled slightly. Miss Ellie—how could she possess such a demonic object?
Seeing Luna's hesitant expression, Ellie tilted her head, her face darkening: "You want to back out?"
"No, no!" Luna said hastily, "I really want to beg Mr. Lin'er to save my father—"
Ellie sighed softly and ignored her explanation.
"A one-armed troll attacked the village, and Knight Raymond bravely sacrificed himself to protect the villagers—" Ellie paused here, looked kindly at Luna, and said, "Luna, do you think everyone will believe this reason?"
Luna's pupils contracted, and she quickly replied, "Miss Ellie, I'm willing to sign!"
"That's better," Ellie's tone softened. "Don't resist too much from now on."
She took out a small knife, grasped Luna's wrist, and gently made a cut. Blood immediately gushed out.
Ellie guided Luna's bloodstained hand to the contract. The moment the blood touched the parchment, it seemed to come alive, seeping into the paper, and the words on the contract turned dark red, shimmering with a faint bloody glow.
This contract greedily devoured Luna's blood. Her face gradually paled, and her eyes began to glaze over.
Ellie didn't stop until she almost killed Luna, at which point the contract was finally completed.
Ellie glanced at Luna in surprise when she saw the contract was completed.
"You finished after only drinking half the blood, so it seems you're not so resistant after all."
Luna finally couldn't hold on any longer, her legs buckled and she collapsed into Ellie's arms, looking like she was about to die.
"Miss Ellie, am I going to die?"
Ellie shook her head, bandaged Luna's wounds, and gently stroked her face, saying, "Remember this feeling; this will be the beginning of your new life."
When Lin Er arrived, he saw the troll Gram grab a fist the size of a sandbag and blast Raymond away. The latter crashed to the ground like a kite with a broken string, leaving a gruesome trail of blood, his fate unknown.
Gram strode forward, grabbed Raymond, and opened his gaping maw.
Lin Er's eyes narrowed, and his flying sword shot out, its cold light flashing straight at the back of his neck!
puff!
Green blood splattered. Gram screamed, throwing Raymond away and clutching its wound with its single arm. It whirled around, its crimson eyes instantly locking onto Lin'er.
Enemies meeting are bound to be filled with hatred.
"It's you—!"
Gram's face was contorted as he roared and charged forward. Patches of wheat lay flattened and trampled under his weight, leaving a scene of utter devastation.
Lin'er never liked wasting food, and he frowned when he saw Gram destroying the fields like this.
He calmed himself down, then leaped backward, putting distance between himself and Gram.
At the same time, with a flick of his sword finger, a flying sword descended from the sky, aiming to pierce Gram's head.
Gram reacted extremely quickly, swinging his single arm to grab the flying sword.
Suddenly the flying sword paused, feinted, and Gram missed.
Lin Er had long been wary of Gram. He didn't believe that this third-tier troll was so easy to deal with. Taking advantage of Gram's deception and loss of control, he swung his flying sword and slashed at the side of Gram's neck!
The second wound burst open, and blood gushed out like a fountain.
Gram roared and, disregarding his injuries, lunged at the flying sword. His massive body crashed down like a mountain, blocking all escape routes.
It was determined to capture and crush that annoying flying sword!
Lin Er was quick-witted and nimble-fingered, his sword techniques changing rapidly.
The flying sword suddenly changed direction and shot towards the side of Gram's severed arm, skimming the ground.
Just as the troll was about to strike, a sword light narrowly escaped!
Graham's expression froze, and he instinctively reached out to grab it, but grasped at nothing. The spot where his arm had been severed was empty.
It hurriedly tried to brace itself with its single arm, but due to the excessive force and loss of balance, it crashed headfirst to the ground and was unable to get up for a while.
A stream of quicksand had quietly appeared beneath Gram.
The troll struggled to get up, but its one arm sank into quicksand, and the harder it tried, the deeper it sank.
The flying sword attacked again from mid-air.
The sword flashed like lightning.
Bloody gashes appeared on Gram's broad back, and despite his amazing regenerative abilities, he gradually became exhausted amidst his screams of agony.
The final sword strike landed.
A huge head rolled to the ground.
With the troll Gram dead, the remaining goblins collapsed and scattered, fleeing in all directions.
The adventurers were greatly encouraged and raised their weapons to give chase, killing them all.
Ellie and her men rushed over and bent down to check on Raymond's condition.
"He's alive! Pastor, quick!"
A priest quickly stepped forward, and a white light of healing enveloped the wound. Raymond's expression eased slightly; although still unconscious, his life was saved.
Ellie directed the group to carry Raymond back to the village for treatment. Many people recognized the Silver Shield patriarch and offered their assistance.
Lin Er watched as Ellie handled the aftermath in an orderly manner, and couldn't help but feel impressed.
Ellie's demeanor didn't seem like that of a maid. Luna's words resurfaced in his mind. He decided to wait for her to speak on her own initiative.
He withdrew his gaze, cut off the troll Gram's only remaining arm, and placed it together with the previous arm. A message popped up.
[Unrefined Mountain Demon Arm]
The two mountain-mountain beast arms can be refined into "Mountain-Splitting Arm Guards." The arm guards offer far superior defense compared to ordinary magical artifacts, greatly enhancing a cultivator's strength, making it easy to split mountains and shatter rocks.
Grade: Low-grade spiritual weapon (suitable for Foundation Establishment stage)
[You have obtained a precious material that can be refined into a spiritual weapon. Please go to your sect as soon as possible to purchase a weapon-refining manual and learn the techniques to refine it.]
The power of this spiritual weapon is indeed incomparable to that of a magic weapon.
If you want to refine something, you have to learn how to refine weapons first, which can only be done after you become a deputy deacon.
Lin'er put the two troll arms into his magic pocket and then went to the village to take care of the injured.
After a while, Raymond finally came to his senses. He was still a little dazed and needed to rest.
Everyone had no choice but to come out of the house.
Not far away, Luna finally breathed a sigh of relief after watching her father wake up. She quietly looked at Lin Er, her expression lost in thought.
She had once seen Lin Er's potential and wanted to get to know him and test him.
After her father explained to her that Lin Er had no potential, she chose to distance herself and focus her energy on more important things.
If she had been steadfast from the beginning, would things have turned out differently?
She only ever wanted to be a baroness, a goal that seemed within her reach back then, but now it's forever out of reach.
"well----"
Watson, a member of the Crow Brigade, approached and immediately noticed Luna's stunned profile, a thought striking him.
He rolled his eyes and feigned indignation, saying, "Knight Raymond fought the trolls to the death, only to have that pretty boy reap the benefits in the end—it's truly infuriating."
Luna suddenly looked up, her gaze icy.
Watson glanced at Luna furtively, and their eyes met.
He was completely oblivious to Luna's cold expression and continued to sigh, trying to win her favor.
Watson was just from a merchant family in Blackrock City, so Luna's background was already quite high up to him, not to mention how beautiful she was.
I heard she's not valued at home, maybe I really have a chance?
Just then, Luna gave him a slight smile.
To Watson, it appeared to be a smile.
The next second, a fist rapidly enlarged in front of my eyes.
boom!
Watson was sent flying backward, crashing heavily into a haystack. He struggled to his feet, his left eye swollen shut.
"Miss Luna—why did you hit me?!"
Luna's face was ashen: "You dare to insult my master, I'll beat you up."
"Master, Master—?"
Watson's eyes widened, and he felt as if the sky had fallen and the earth had collapsed.
At this moment, he truly felt a deep sense of injustice.