The Dean Has Arrived

In a small village on the border of the Principality of Ekrakit, in a forage warehouse close to the outskirts of the village, Jon, who was still wearing a bandage, was devouring dry and hard brown bread.

As a result, he was choked on dry brown bread because he ate too quickly.

"It doesn't matter if you don't have to eat so quickly."

In front of him, the girl dressed as a village girl put a cup of hot sheep on the table and gently patted him on the back.

Regardless of the scalding mouth, after flushing the bread in his throat with the sheep nǎi, Jon showed a grateful expression to the girl: "Thank you so much. Not only did I save my life, but he also provided me with such a rich lunch. "

"Actually, it's not much richer..." A little blush floated on the girl's face.

Brown bread is hard to swallow even for ordinary farmers, and it is only occasionally used as a dry food when it requires long labor or travel. It is really not rich.

It's just that because the people in the village are a little xenophobic, the girl can only bring some brown bread to the boy she found outside the forest.

"For many reasons...you can only sleep here at night, I'm really sorry."

She bowed her head to Jon in shame and apologized.

"It's okay. There is a lot of hay here. If you spread it a little, it will be warm and comfortable to sleep."

But Jon, who has experienced a life as a slave, doesn't mind this at all: "Rather, you can provide me with a place to rest. I am very grateful."

"Speaking of which, why did you faint in that place?" The girl asked curiously, but saw Jon's embarrassed expression.Then he explained in a panic: "I don't want to question you... It doesn't matter if you don't want to say..."

"I am trying to be a hero."

What happened to the girl's surprise, Jon said in a serious tone after taking a sip of the goat.

The girl who didn't understand Jon's words at all seemed to want to say something, but a middle-aged farmer with a gray moustache at the warehouse door had already called her name with dissatisfaction.

After giving the boy an apologetic look, the girl patted the grass stem of the skirt corner and walked to the door of the warehouse.

"Dad, what's wrong?"She tilted her head, looked at her father with innocent eyes, and asked softly.

"I don't care about you picking up some kittens and puppies before, but this time it's too outrageous." The middle-aged farmer said with a beard blowing stare: "You actually picked up such men of unknown origin!"

As he said, he glanced at Jon in the warehouse who was continuing to chew brown bread: "Look at him. He wears a weird headscarf. His clothes are also tattered, and he is still carrying him. With a knife! No matter how you look at it, you don’t look like a good person!"

"I think judging a person's quality should not be based on his appearance..." the girl protested weakly.

"What to look at? See if he will help us farm!" But the middle-aged farmer's reprimand immediately followed: "The horse thieves in the nearby area suddenly became active recently. Several villages have been hit by disasters. This guy is a spy for the horse thief. Wouldn't you bring him back to lead the horse thief!"

"But when I saw him. He seemed to be injured. He fell to the ground motionless..."

The girl recalled how she saw him outside the forest when she was out picking winter vegetables: "It doesn't look like it was pretended at all."

"What do you know! The horse thief spies are really good at acting..."

The father and daughter who were talking softly did not notice that Jon, who was eating the bread, suddenly seemed to see something, and stuffed the remaining brown bread into his mouth.Then raised his head, revealing a serious god.

Before long, the big bell in the village that only rang when something urgent happened twelve times in a row.

This caused the father and daughter to change their faces together-the twelve strokes meant that the irresistible horse thief or thieves came.

"Damn it, that brat is gone!" The middle-aged farmer subconsciously glanced at the forage warehouse, only to find that Jon Xiao, who was still inside, was missing, his face changed drastically, and he warned his daughter: "Go with you. Mom packs things together, don't tell anyone else about it!"

The girl was also pale, and at this moment even she couldn't help but suspect that the boy who was smiling very kindly was the spy of the horse thief.

"What are you still wrestling with! This time the horse thief came very much. If you don't order to escape, it will be dangerous!"

At this time, a villager who knew their father and daughter hurried past and shouted at the two at the same time.

The two of them awoke as they ran home to prepare.

It's just that although the villagers acted very well, this time the horse thieves were completely different. They appeared outside the village in the blink of an eye, blocking the villagers who had no time to run out.

Unlike the band of thieves, the band of thieves also understands the principle of long flowing water. It only collects a little protection fee for the villages within its sphere of influence. The horse thieves wandering around in the eastern plains have almost no morals and only know how to destroy and plunder.

They stopped in the village without any preparation. Looking at the other's sharp weapons and sitting down with the vicious monsters, the villagers were almost desperate.

The girl could only shrink into her father’s arms and shiver. The evil deeds of the horse thieves who had heard of it all appeared in her mind at this time. It is said that the horse thieves, besides plundering wealth, also like to snatch the girl for satisfaction Their beast yu will kill those women who are not as good as dead until they have played enough, and use them as feed for the monsters to sit down.

But the desperate villagers waited for a while, only to find that the massacre they had imagined had not happened.

They opened their eyes tremblingly, and the first thing that came into view was a not generous back.

And beside the back holding the purple machete, there was a circle of horse thieves and monsters.

What happened?

At this moment, looking at the boy who was confronting other horse thieves in front of him, almost all the villagers had this question in their minds.

The one who answered them was the leader of the horse thief in the distance.

"This kind of feeling... Sure enough, what you have in your hand is a soul tool!" The horse thief leader, who was so burly that it seemed to mistake him for a black bear, licked his thin lips, and in the corner of his small, swindling eyes Sè Cai was full of excitement and greed: "I just wanted to rob a little bit, but I didn't expect to crash into the royal vault!"

The monster under his crotch was obviously different from the other horse thieves at level 1 and level 2. It was a monster commensurate with his size, like a brown bear with four arms.

It's just that Jon, who holds the soul tool, knows very well that the monster is actually a soul tool—a biological soul tool.

Without the slightest hesitation, with the help of the power of the soul equipment flowing into the body, his feet exerted force in vain, and the whole figure was like a purple phantom. In a flash, he killed several horse thieves and their mounts who were trying to approach. In the end, it suddenly turned into a purple meteor, and the machete slashed towards the horse thief leader!

But he was taken down by the bear-shaped soul tool.

With the help of the counter-shock, Jon slid out a few meters back to stabilize his figure, but the gods on his face remained the same, without any regret that the attack failed.

"You are very strong!" The leader of the horse thief didn't seem to care about the loss of his subordinates, grinning openly: "But this is not enough! Compared to you alone, I have nearly a hundred subordinates, and there are the same number. Monsters, we also have crossbow arrows and other long-range weapons! You have no chance of winning! I accept your soul equipment!"

As he said, he suddenly raised his hand.

Following his command, armed with crossbow arrows, the horse thieves who had already been wounded one after another shot deadly arrows at Jon.

"I am strong."

However, as if he had already known the flight trajectory and falling point of all the arrows, Jon didn't even stop him, and in the arrow rain, he once again narrowed the distance between him and the horse thief leader.

"Only this point you are right."

Suddenly, the horse thieves around them were cut into two pieces as if they were being slashed by invisible blades!

"Wh..." The horse thief leader looked like he had swallowed a bee, his face was ugly, he slapped his soul equipment, and shouted, "Into armor!"

The giant bear soul had to stand on its feet, and then its chest opened, revealing the inside of the armor full of runes.

however……

"Your future ends here!"

It's too late.

Jon, who didn't hesitate to move, chopped off half of the opponent's head in an instant!

Just before his death, the opponent put his hand on his own weapon. It can be seen from his calloused hands that he was also a strong fighter before, but after getting used to the power of the soul, he gave up. He was a fighter, so that he died so easily in Jon's hands in the end.

Shaking off the blood stains on the machete, Jon looked at the soul tool that had stopped there because the owner had died. After a long while, he held the handle of the knife with both hands, and swung a purple light with all his strength, then The giant bear soul tool, which had no self-defense ability because of the loss of its owner, was cut into two pieces!

"Soul equipment is really not something that can bring happiness to people."

Putting the knife back into the scabbard, Jon turned around and bowed to the girl who had taken care of him. Then, without looking at the village again, he walked toward the setting sun and the night, and it didn't take long for the whole person to melt into it. In the evening...

"He... who is he?"

After a long time, the shocked middle-aged farmer asked his daughter dumbly.

"I don't know. But," the girl who didn't ask Jon's name shook her head, and then a gentle smile appeared on her face: "I think he must be a real hero." (to be continued)