Moreover, judging from their insignia, these people held a rather high position in the [ Wind-Racing Horse ] mercenary group. No wonder they all exuded an air of arrogance and had murderous intent in their eyes, looking around as soon as they arrived. When they noticed the ragged children on the second floor, the burly man in the lead, with a red sash wrapped around his head and a cross-shaped scar on his right cheek, frowned.
"What's going on here? This 'Precept-Holder's Restaurant' is a well-known restaurant in the city. How could they let a bunch of little beggars wander around here? They're so dirty, it's disgusting to look at them. What a downer." The burly man with the cross-shaped scar muttered to himself, his face showing displeasure.
A tall, thin mercenary behind him understood, slammed his hand on the table in front of him, and shouted domineeringly, "The [ Wind-Racing Horse ] mercenary group is conducting business here, hosting a banquet for the experts of the [ Fire Blood ] mercenary group. We've booked the entire second floor of this restaurant. Everyone who isn't involved, get out of here right now, or else don't hesitate to make things difficult for me."
There weren't many customers on the second floor to begin with. Upon hearing the words "[ Wind-Racing Horse ]", those who were about to hurl insults turned pale, quickly packed their things, and hurriedly headed downstairs, not daring to waste a moment.
Inzaghi frowned, grabbed Owen and the others who were about to retort, gave them a look, and called over the waiters to clear all the food from the tables to the first floor. Then he gestured to Danni Lizi to tell the children to go downstairs to eat.
"Wow, what a pretty Chick! Tsk tsk tsk, that waist... it must be really exciting to have sex with her." Several [ Wind-Racing Horse ] mercenaries saw Danni Lizi in her fiery red light leather armor, their eyes lit up, and they couldn't help but whistle.
Danni Lizi glared at her.
However, she had also heard of the [ Wind-Racing Horse ] mercenary group. Such a behemoth was definitely not to be trifled with. In order to avoid causing trouble for Inzaghi and the others, the female warrior didn't say much and walked downstairs with her head down, her face full of anger.
"Hahaha..." Seeing this, the [ Wind-Racing Horse ] mercenaries became even more smug, slapping the table and laughing loudly.
The tall, thin mercenary suddenly flashed a cunning smile. As Little Miaoli passed by, he suddenly stretched out his foot and gently hooked the unsuspecting little Loli to the ground with a thud. She crashed to the floor, her nose bleeding immediately, and tears streamed down her face from the pain.
"You..." Danni Lizi roared in anger.
She noticed the skilled mercenary's malicious act, but the difference in their strength was too great, and she didn't have time to react.
"What? This filthy, lowly beggar stepped on my foot and dirtied my precious magic boots. How are we going to settle this score?" The tall, thin mercenary leered at Danni Lizi with ill intent, then sneered, "Little beauty, are you related to this child? Hehe, that's great. Tell me, how much do you want in compensation? At least ten gold coins. Hehe, if you can't afford that, come over and have a few drinks with us brothers."
There were still important things to do, and they shouldn't have left a strange woman upstairs. However, Danni Lizi was simply too beautiful, with a seductive figure and a slender waist. In particular, her warrior-like aura set her apart from ordinary women, making the Wind-Racing Horse mercenaries feel an intense itch, like being scratched by a cat. The tall, thin mercenary and his companions couldn't contain themselves any longer. They hadn't had any sex in this damned Chambord City for days, and this beautiful woman, dressed casually and also looking like a mercenary, probably didn't have any significant background. They figured they could keep her to relieve their pent-up desires, have some fun, and then kill her to cover their tracks without any issues of leaking secrets.
"You... don't go too far. You deliberately seduced Miaoli just now." Danni Lizi picked up Little Miaoli, tenderly wiping the blood from the little girl's nose, and said angrily.
These guys are absolutely despicable! How could they hurt such a small child? That hook was hard, and the fall was even harder.
"Hahaha, so what if I'm going too far and did it on purpose? Just one question: are you going to compensate me for my magic boots?" The tall, thin mercenary was completely unreasonable.
Little Miaoli was clearly frightened as well, clinging tightly to Danni Lizi's arms, too afraid to even cry.
Inzaghi, who had already led the other children downstairs, came back upstairs, glanced around, understood what had happened, frowned, walked over and whispered something in Owen's ear, then patted Danni Lizi on the shoulder, and together they led the children down the stairs.
"Trying to leave? You fucking bastards, you're asking for it..." The tall, thin mercenary was furious upon seeing this. He slammed his fist on the table and stood up, ready to give chase. But a flash of black clothing appeared before him, and a handsome young black knight with thick eyebrows and large eyes easily blocked his way. The mercenary was startled, stunned by the young knight's speed in that instant, and dared not attack immediately. He angrily demanded, "Who are you? How dare you interfere with the [ Wind-Racing Horse ] mercenary group's affairs? Get out of my way!"
"You want to pay up?" Owen opened his palm, ten gold coins gleaming. With a flick of his wrist, he tossed them to the feet of the tall, thin mercenary. The ten coins stacked neatly into a pillar, perfectly aligned. Owen smiled provocatively and said, "The gold coins are here. Let's see if you can handle them."
"Pah! You little bastard, trying to show off in front of me?" The tall, thin mercenary was stunned for a moment, then enraged by the provocation. He drew his longsword from his waist with a clang, the blade gleaming coldly, and slashed down.
Owen let out a cold laugh and his figure flashed.
He vanished from the spot like a phantom.
The next moment, there were a few soft hissing sounds, followed by a burst of blood. The tall, thin mercenary froze for a moment, then suddenly screamed like a pig being slaughtered, his face filled with utter horror. It turned out that the right leg he had just hooked onto Little Miaoli had been neatly severed at the knee and had fallen to the ground next to the gold coins.
He stood still on one leg for a moment, then collapsed with a groan.
Clang clang clang clang!!!!!!!!
The dozen or so mercenaries on the second floor paled, but their reaction was incredibly fast. They immediately drew their weapons, their figures flashing, their faces filled with murderous intent. They took their positions with perfect coordination, surrounding Owen from all sides. They also guarded the stairwell and windows.
The burly man with the cross-shaped scar on his face, who had previously appeared as the leader, strode over, looked down at Owen, and asked with a serious expression, "Interesting. I didn't expect I to have misjudged him... May I ask where this young man comes from?"
"What? You're trying to curry favor because you can't win?" Owen showed no sign of panic, instead lecturing with even greater arrogance. "Since you're in Chambord City, behave yourselves and don't cause trouble. You lowlifes are a disgrace to the [ Wind-Racing Horse ] mercenary group. Even your leader wouldn't dare to be so insolent before His Majesty the King of Chambord. Who do you think you are, daring to cause trouble in Chambord City?"
"You... are one of King of Chambord's men?" The burly man with the cross-shaped scar's expression changed drastically.
"One of the Four Thorns before His King Alexander's throne, the [ Slaughter Thorn ] Michael Owen."
The young Black Knight casually came up with a cool-sounding name. After all, he was still young and had many strange ideas. He and Raúl and the others had already given each other impressive-sounding names, and the four of them were collectively known as " Four Thorns." They had been holding back for a long time, and today they finally came in handy.
The burly man with the cross-shaped scar immediately turned pale.
Third update.
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