
Han Shuo understood that Erick must have increased his speed and rushed towards him to kill him, just as Erick had killed Dylan, as he could feel the killing intent gradually approaching from behind.
At this moment, Han Shuo focused his focus for the first time in his life. Perhaps it was because he had practiced, but Han Shuo, now, not only had an extremely nimble body, but was also much bolder than before. There would be nothing but fear left in his heart at this moment if he were still his former self.
The magic yuan in Han Shuo's body was spinning faster than usual at this moment. When he ran, he felt his body had endless energy. Plus the fact that he was very familiar with the terrain, he actually widened the distance between himself and Erick as he darted left and right while running.
"Gee!" Erick was surprised because he did not rely on Han Shuo to be able to run so fast. Not only was he a fast runner, but his directions kept changing without warning. Erick's face grew hard as Han Shuo almost disappeared from sight, and the long sword in his hand began to glow with a dark green luster. He forcefully took out a few large stones that were nearby.
As Han Shuo ran further, he felt that he was running smoothly and in good condition. When he realized that he left Erick's aura behind him, the joy of surviving a disaster appeared in his heart.
It was at that moment that two sound waves echoed in the air. Han Shuo only knew that both of his legs were hit several times. He immediately knelt down and fell flat on his face as he fled. His face became deeply connected to the ground, and his entire body fell to the floor.
"Little friend, I'm sorry about this!"
Erick lightly called out an apology as he flicked the longsword in his hand. A dark green light bulb materialized and quickly flew towards Han Shuo.
His mind was clearer than before, Han Shuo felt the magical yuan within his body churning crazily. His legs, which were in excruciating pain at this moment, were no longer seriously ill. As he faced the deadly blow, Han Shuo pushed off the ground with both hands and feet and rolled to the left.
Clangs!
The ball of dark green light from Erick's long sword landed where Han Shuo had been lying on the ground. Some of the fractures crossed over the hard ground like a chessboard. Each crack was several meters deep. If Han Shuo was still there, he would likely be smashed to pieces.
"I really don't see anything, don't kill me!" Han Shuo was scared to death after he dodged the blow and received the ground conditions. He spoke with a twisted expression as he hurriedly rushed over, preparing to run for his life again.
“Little friend, you are quite nimble for someone who is very thin, but you saw something today that you should not have seen. Sorry, I have to kill you! "Erick shrugged and smiled.
A few stones, the size of one's head, flew upwards as he flicked his sword, and came hurtling towards Han Shuo. Han Shuo panicked slightly, and anxiously dodged from side to side. As he dodged, Erick soundlessly appeared behind Han Shuo, and a dark green light bulb entered his body with a flick of Erick's long sword.
Suddenly, Han Shuo flew out and once again kissed the ground, with all of his limbs thrown out. The pain from his spine was deep, and the magical yuan within his body desperately gathered on his back, firmly covering the dark green aura that had landed on Han Shuo's body.
“Hoo ... why do I feel like I lost a bit of fighting aura? It's kind of weird. Am I forcing myself too much? Hm. Yeah, that must be so. This brat ran fast, luckily it was finally taken care of! ”
Han Shuo was ready to run again when he heard Erick muttering to himself. Han Shuo's current body condition was the same as the time when Claude's fighting aura had invaded his body, but the only difference was, Erick's dark green aura was even stronger. The magical yuan could not completely cover it, so Han Shuo's back was a mess of blood and flesh, and looked extremely frightening.
Han Shuo held his breath as a thought struck him, and lay there, afraid to move a single muscle. But at this moment, the small skeleton seemed to sense Han Shuo's danger and seemed to be on its way to defend its master. Perhaps due to the immense pain he was experiencing, Han Shuo's mental strength seemed to be more concentrated than before, and so he gave the order at the right moment for the small skeleton to remain in place.
The tomb where the small skeleton was located was some distance away from the Duke. But if it crawled out of the tomb to rush here, the Duke would definitely find it. Although he did not know the rank of Duke, Han Shuo could tell from the previous events that he was extremely strong, and did not want the small skeleton to rush to his death.
Erick panted a few times, muttered to himself a little, then took Han Shuo by the collar and led him to the collapsed grave nearby. He did not bother to check on Han Shuo's condition as he confidently threw his body into the tomb, behaving as if Han Shuo was naturally dead.
That was understandable, given that Han Shuo was just an ordinary errand boy. He would naturally die after receiving a blow from a senior knight, how could there be an exception?
Han Shuo's back was very sick and he was busy cursing at all the Erick and Duke families mentally. He did not venture out of the grave until an hour later, when he gritted his teeth against the pain from his back and slowly, vigorously crawled out of the grave.
He tried hard to touch his back and felt it was a bit sticky. When he saw the blood on his hands, he secretly recorded this incident. If there was a chance in the future, he would pay everything with interest. Grimacing withstanding the pain, he carefully walked towards the open earlier. He crawled silently along the way, deeply afraid that the two were still there.
Han Shuo discovered that even Dylan's corpse had disappeared when he finally made it back. It seemed like they had already randomly thrown him into one of the nearby tombs. He summoned a small skeleton out of his hiding place and left, cursing loudly as he did. He kept thinking, I'm fucking shit. Looks like I should avoid practicing here for the next few days.
He suddenly stopped when he reached a certain place, and glanced at the ground under his feet. Han Shuo remembered that Dylan had fallen here when he ran for his life, and buried the gray bag under his feet. Duke and Erick seemed to have been discussing Dylan's search for something, could it be the bag that Dylan had just buried?
He clenched his teeth painfully and bowed, carefully scavenging the soft ground on the ground and picking up the gray bag. It weighs in the hand, and clinks when it vibrates. The material and style of this bag is much better than the one he uses. He pulled on the rope, pushed his hand inside and took out a few silver coins.
"I'm rich, I'm rich!" Han Shuo knew that silver coins were the currency of this world. Bryan had never even held a single silver coin in his years as a slave. Now looking at the coin in his hand, Han Shuo could not help but laugh. Even the pain from his back was not as severe as before.
Swooshes!
He threw the contents of the bag onto the ground, revealing a dark green jade box the size of a palm. It was quite heavy and cool to the touch. There is a depression that seems to be a keyhole, and is actually a green key next to the box as well.
However, this was not the center of Han Shuo's attention. His eyes were fixed on the coin in front of him and he smiled foolishly and repeated, "I'm rich, rich!"
Three gold coins, 12 silver coins, and 56 bronze coins. That's the money in the bag. One gold coin can be exchanged for 100 silver coins, and one silver coin for 100 bronze coins. Even with Han Shuo's better rations, the bread, milk, and fried eggs a day were less than ten silvers. If this money was exchanged for food, it would be enough for two years of his rations.
Bryan had originally been sold for five gold to the Babylonian Academy of Magic and Power. The money here is enough for half of his life.
After extreme excitement, Han Shuo smiled as he returned the money into the bag. His eyes then landed on the dark green jade box and the green key. He frowned as he recalled Duke and Erick's clothes. It was clear that both of them were people of some stature, the Duke's robes and staff were certain priceless items.
Although these coins were a great fortune to him, they would not mean anything to the Duke. They would not hunt down Dylan to obtain this money, and even kill Han Shuo.
Are they after the contents of this jade box?
Han Shuo's gaze focused on the dark green jade box that was still standing on the ground as his mind walked down this path. Under the moonlight, the jade box gleamed with a faint green light that was invisible to careless eyes. The blurry green light was extremely dim, and had an unusual beauty.
As Han Shuo quietly stared at the jade box, concentrating his mental strength with unusual clarity, he suddenly felt a terrifying cold presence from the box. The box flowed up Han Shuo's mental strength and almost traveled to his bones. Han Shuo shuddered uncontrollably and closed his eyes tightly.
This box is a bit weird!
He took a deep breath, calmed down, and then looked around with paranoia. He quickly stored the jade box and stuffed it back into the gray bag, and staggered into the warehouse.
Back in the warehouse, Han Shuo did not study the jade box further, and even temporarily left the money alone. He hid the handbag under the bed with a hint of fear, ordered the small skeleton to wash and dress his back, then sank into a deep sleep.