The difference between Classes and Classes can also be quite significant.
Especially between newly appointed Classes and Level 3 Classes, the gap is almost insurmountable.
Seeing this, Regina imdiately realized sothing was wrong and quickly explained, "Mr. Raine may be a new Class, but his strength is extrely potent..."
"You can shut up now, you ddling weakling!" Half-Orc Gorgu spat, pointing at Regina’s nose and cursed.
"In our eyes, that kind of trash is just like you!"
"Old man, if you’re not dead, hurry up and tell us what’s going on?" After cursing Regina, Half-Orc Gorgu turned back to the village chief Kael, who had just been helped up by the villagers, glaring to intimidate him.
anwhile, Blood Sword recalled notable Black Iron Level Adventurer Squads around Dorne City and, upon confirming that there was no such person as Skull-Crusher, no longer restrained Half-Orc Gorgu’s actions.
Over the past year, although he had not been around Mill Town or even accepting tasks near Dorne City.
He did have a clear idea of the notable Black Iron Level Adventurers and squads in Dorne City that he sowhat dreaded.
Moreover, those were just his past worries.
The situation is different now.
The Blood Sword Squad he led had beco a subordinate squad of the ’Nightmare Blade’ under the Silver Battle Group in Winterless City.
The Silver Battle Group is an honorary title for a Silver Squad.
Generally speaking, under a Silver Squad, there are a few Bronze Level squads and over ten Black Iron Level squads.
He returned this ti because the battle group was about to carry out an important mission near Lankote Snowfield.
Thus, those familiar with the local situation were sent back first.
Unexpectedly, upon returning to Mill Town, he heard the tragic news of his brother Scarface.
He was told it was due to an attack by Wild Boar People, and the location was Oak Village.
But upon arrival, he noticed sothing amiss—the local villagers suffered virtually no casualties, yet his brother Scarface, a White Porcelain Level 3 scoundrel who valued his life, ended up dead.
This was clearly illogical.
Indeed, questioning revealed a problem.
At this mont, noticing Half-Orc Gorgu was about to make a move, Regina imdiately grew anxious.
He quickly pondered and imdiately said, "Lord Blood Sword, I was present during the battle at Oak Village, and I can confirm Lord Scarface died at the hands of the Wild Boar People."
"Oh? You were there too?" Regina’s words imdiately piqued the interest of Blood Sword Quinn and Half-Orc Gorgu.
Both of them stopped bothering with the villagers and approached Regina.
Catching a whiff of the odor underneath Half-Orc Gorgu’s arms and the foul breath as he spoke, Regina nearly retched.
He saw the other party grin, exposing sharp teeth while spewing his rancid breath:
"Don’t tell that our Captain’s brother willingly charged out to protect these foolish lower beings."
This...
Regina was montarily tongue-tied.
Indeed, this was an unsolvable predicant.
Everyone in Mill Town knew Scarface’s nature—cowardly, lazy, and greedy...
The kind of action where one willingly charges out could happen to anyone, but certainly not him.
In fact...
Faced with a Wild Boar People attack, Scarface would likely use the Oak Village’s people as a shield to escape.
But the problem was, if he told the truth, it would be tantamount to betraying Mr. Raine.
Yet if he didn’t speak up, he probably wouldn’t get past this predicant.
"Well..."
Seeing Regina’s expression, Blood Sword Quinn’s eyes slightly narrowed and said, "Indeed, my brother’s death has hidden truths."
Oh no!
Regina, with his experience, knew from Blood Sword’s expression that the other had already figured sothing out.
...
As Allison sprinted swiftly, only about five minutes away from Mill Town, he was suddenly hailed by a carriage just passing:
"Allison, what are you doing?"
"Running so fast!"
From the carriage window, a bearded head popped out, sounding rough like stone scraping, but it delighted Allison, who exclaid:
"Lord Bruno!"
As the carriage halted, two familiar figures erged from the cabin.
The tall one was an elegant middle-aged man holding a Magic Staff and donning a Mage Robe, while the other was a stocky Dwarf under 1.5 ters tall in thick Plate Armor.
They were Mage Loren and Dwarf Warrior Bruno.
Allison imdiately rushed forward and said, "Lord Loren, Lord Bruno, huff~~ huff~~"
"eting you two is such a relief, hurry, Oak Village..."
"Oak Village?"
"What is going on?"
Breathing heavily, Allison swiftly recounted the situation.
Mage Loren and Dwarf Warrior Bruno exchanged a glance, having just recovered from injuries and accepted a reconnaissance task earlier that day, were surprised to encounter such an incident.
Both Mage Loren and Dwarf Bruno had been saved by Raine before, and were waiting in Mill Town for Raine’s return.
"Then what are we waiting for? Loren, let’s go quickly!" Bruno urged.
Upon hearing the news, Loren imdiately instructed the coachman, "Go, fastest speed to Oak Village."
"Lord, but you must be cautious. The other side is the Captain of the Blood Sword Squad, Blood Sword Quinn, at Level 3 Classes. I’m heading to Mill Town to check if Mr. Raine is present."
"Alright, we’ll act separately." Mage Loren nodded steadily.
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