nyslfriends Chapter 307 I Can't See
Chapter 307 I Can't See
Chapter 311 I Can't See
To the east of Red Sand Territory lies the Scorching Desert, covering a total area of over two thousand square kilometers.
This place is unsuitable for human habitation, but suitable for the breeding of monsters. There are monsters ranging from beginner to advanced levels, but none of them are Star-level.
This is for a reason.
A Star-level monster will drive out all low-level monsters within its territory and devour all the resources within a radius of several thousand kilometers.
For adventurers, that means cutting off someone's source of income.
Therefore, once traces of Starlight Monsters appear, nearby adventurers will spontaneously notify the nearby great lords so that their armies can be dispatched to wipe them out.
Once the cleanup is complete, everyone can continue to make a fortune; this rule is recognized by both empires.
Star adventurers set off from Yellowstone Territory, while those from the Demon Spirits set off from several small towns on the western frontier.
If they bump into each other occasionally, they'll glare at each other and then go their separate ways. Of course, there are occasional physical altercations, but not often.
In the afternoon, the sun was blazing.
Behind a sand dune, three people crouched in the shadows, sweating profusely as they stared at a sand pit a few dozen steps away.
"The scorpion has fallen into the trap." The skinny man squatting at the front lowered his voice, his eyes narrowed into slits.
"Wait a little longer." The fat man behind him pressed down on his shoulder, while his other hand held three bottles of medicine between his fingers, the caps already pulled off, ready to be used at any time.
The third one is Arubi, who carries an iron sword and whose life force is clearly stronger than the other two.
He was the only one who was extraordinary; the fat man and the thin man were ordinary people.
Arubi crouched at the very back, holding a crossbow in his hand, the bolts coated with a sleeping potion.
In the sandpit, a rock scorpion is struggling. The trap is made of monitor lizard bones, and the scorpion's pincers grip the bones tightly, which is its nature.
The more you struggle, the tighter the trap becomes.
"Now!" The fat man suddenly darted forward, smashing three vials of potion onto the scorpion at the same time.
The green corrosive agent burned through the carapace, the sedative seeped in along the cracks, and the last bottle was highly poisonous, which was poured directly into the wound.
The scorpion's tail twitched twice and then stopped moving.
"Whoa~!"
Although it was expected and the process was easy, the three of them still cheered with joy when they succeeded.
The fat man ran over and started disassembling it. The scorpion's venom sac was the most valuable part, the pincers could also be sold, and the carapace could be used to make light armor.
"This one is quite large; it should fetch at least ten silver coins." The skinny man grinned and went over to help.
Just then...
Whoosh-!
A crossbow bolt whistled from the other side of the dune and struck the skinny man in the thigh!
"Aaaaaah!"
The skinny man screamed and fell to the ground.
"Watch out!" Arubi, who was on guard duty, jumped up and aimed his crossbow at the direction from which the bolts were flying.
Five people emerged from the sand dunes.
The leader was a one-eyed man, with a black lizard skin covering his left eye, his right eye half-closed, and a mocking smile on his lips.
Behind him followed four men wearing headscarves and carrying curved knives at their waists.
Arubi's pupils contracted sharply, and his back was instantly soaked with cold sweat.
It's actually the Eye of the Yellow Sand!
The most notorious demon adventurer in the Scorching Desert, he loves to ambush other teams from behind.
One-Eyed Dragon himself is a mid-level transcendent, and he has four low-level transcendents under his command. This configuration is already top-tier in the Scorching Desert.
Those of high caliber disdain making a living here; they have better options.
Therefore, the One-Eyed Dragon team is an unstoppable force in the Scorching Desert; anyone who runs into them is doomed.
"The prey is mine." The one-eyed man slid down the sand dune, his right eye fixed on the half-dismembered scorpion.
"Put your things down, get out of here, or..."
He loaded the crossbow, a cruel sneer playing on his lips: "Leave the people behind, and the stuff is mine too."
, 7
The fat man had already helped the thin man up. The thin man still had the crossbow bolt stuck in his thigh, and he was trembling with pain.
Arubi stood in front of them, his crossbow aimed at the one-eyed man, but his hand was trembling.
Although the other party said that people could leave, it was a lie, and all those who believed it were buried under this land.
As expected, the four men behind the one-eyed man also drew their scimitars, spread out their formation, and slowly surrounded him.
Just then...
"Wait a minute." The voice came from above the sand dunes.
Everyone present was stunned.
There are still people here!?
Two more people emerged from the sand dunes, both dressed in gray-white robes and wearing masks that covered most of their faces.
The one-eyed man squinted his right eye, because the distance was too great for him to sense the depth of the two people's auras.
Who are you?
Instead of answering his question, the two asked him in return, "Which of you is an adventurer from the Demon Spirit Empire?"
Although Arubi was puzzled, he knew this might be his only chance, so he pointed at the one-eyed dragon.
"They belong to the demons!"
Upon hearing this, one of the people on the sand dune moved, rushing straight towards the team at the Eye of the Yellow Sand, moving as fast as the wind.
The one-eyed man's expression changed!
He had just raised his crossbow when his opponent rushed in, and his four companions were cut down before they could even raise their swords.
Finally, the longsword dripping with blood was placed against his neck.
—High-level extraordinary!
"You, you all..."
"I'll ask, you answer." Richard slowly walked down the sand dune. "How many towns are closest to here in the Demon Realm? How far are they? What's their population size?"
The one-eyed man was terrified!
Facing two high-level transcendents, he spilled out all the basic information about the Demon Spirit Frontier like beans spilling from a bamboo tube.
Ashlands, Vast Oceanlands, Swamplands...
Location and distance, army and population size, lord's title...
Richard had already learned the information through other channels, but he still wanted to verify it. He found that it was not much different from what the one-eyed man had said, and then he was relieved.
He's now a smuggler of dubious origin, so he has to carefully select partners willing to cooperate.
First, we have to rule out the barons, because given their financial resources, they simply can't handle that much stock.
Secondly, it cannot be a royal confidant like the Golden Lion. If it is discovered that Richard is not a citizen of the Demon Spirit Empire, some unexpected situations may arise.
Ideally, one should operate a large cross-border trading company like the Snow Deer family.
After asking the question, Im stabbed the one-eyed man in the heart with his sword, and the body fell to the ground, leaving a pool of black blood on the sand.
Im, seemingly still unsatisfied, pointed his longsword at Arubi and his two companions, who were both relieved and bandaging the skinny man, and asked Richard, "Sir, what should we do with these people?"
The three of them were suddenly startled!
Is this a murder to silence witnesses?!
Arubi's mind raced, and he suddenly slapped his thigh, yelling at the fat man, "My God! Why are the people of the Eye of the Yellow Sands suddenly fighting amongst themselves?!"
The fat man's eyes darted around, and he immediately continued.
"Serves them right! Captain, now it's just the three of us left, finally we can catch our breath!"
The skinny man, with a crossbow bolt still lodged in his thigh, forced a smile despite his deathly pale face. He slapped the sand with his hands and cried out, "Great! May the stars protect every one of my people so they can return home alive!"
The three of them chatted animatedly, their eyes fixed on the scorpion's corpse on the ground, ignoring Richard and Im.
Im was amused by their clumsy performance and pointed his longsword at them: "Are you treating us like we don't exist?"
Arubi shuddered, but he didn't turn around. Instead, he frowned and looked at the fat man: "I think I heard someone talking. Did you hear anything?"
The fat man shook his head and spread his hands: "No, I didn't hear anything! Captain, are you hallucinating from exhaustion?"
The skinny man shook his head, so much so that the crossbow bolt trembled against his thigh, causing him to grimace in pain.
Richard smiled.
He pulled his mask up a little, then turned and left.
"Let's go."
Im paused for a moment, then sheathed his sword and quickly followed. The two crossed the sand dunes and disappeared into the depths of the desert.
The destination of this trip has been determined: the Vast Ocean Earl's Territory of the Demon Spirit Empire!