Magical Adventure Book

[Chapter 7-2] You Want to Kill Me!?

Wind ores. From what I know - to be exact Margo - the thing shaped like a cloudy green pebble, it's very expensive. It can even be many times its price on the black market though.

Magic objects commonly used in industrial activities and shipping, it should only be sold by certain parties, with strict rules. Of course his wind ore is illegal, because in the sale must also be in a special place.

"Where did you get that wind ore from?" yenz's introration, which upon hearing Golbar's misrepresentation, immediately stopped his job of unloading the goods in the shed glowing dim petromak.

"Bring the door down!" The shrill screams were loud from the outside - I was sure it was the voice of Borex, their leader - diverting our concentration.

"We'll talk about that later." Yenz started re-unloading the goods inside the warehouse.

He picked up the cloth bag hidden in the corner of the room, and checked its contents. There's a wavy dynamite, a jepo-dick for fear of copyright, so we call it macis, ok-and other things, like a bag of drinks from the skin, right there.

Gave me a hat, and a gun belt full of its contents - not margo, but because it's good so I took it.

The blonde man was very deftly moving in the dim room, as if he had prepared it.

I guess he'll go out as soon as all the tools get him, to start our next move. Butno. He just continued the search, which I don't know for what to find.

Yenz stopped looking, when he got a dusty carved wooden box - my guess is the music box - which from my vision, was a round hollow in the middle.

He rushed out after putting the box into the bag. I watched him stop near Golber, whispering something that made the golden-toothed gray's eyes widen.

I don't know what he said. I'm curious, but unfortunately that's not my priority right now.

"Hey! Can you help me out here? Please lift one or two of these sacks. I promise to share the proceeds with you. I beg you." Golbar said while painstakingly lifting two large sacks of wind ore at once.

"You're crazy! Remember that plan that Yenz said? We will ride on a panicked horse. You think you can jump up onto the back of an animal, which is moving wildly by carrying this heavy sack!?"

"Something that is worked for can definitely be! Just try it first. After all, you will also make a profit if you do? Just so you know. Half the contents of this box alone, could cost millions of dem. Imagine if you could make that kind of money? You can be a landlord in a country that doesn't have an extradition treaty with Vajal, like the Andapala kingdom. Get away from the status of a fugitive, and be a rich man for the rest of your life!"

Damnit damnit! This guy is really sweet-mouthed! The offer was obviously so tempting.

Not that I plan to stay in this book world forever, but if you guys keep in mind check again gih chapter 3-my mission here is to get freedom for Margo. I think that means it's freedom from the pursuit of law enforcement. That means I can finish this story faster and easier.

Even if I was trapped, that many treasures would be enough to be able to live a good life in this world.

Uh ... But what about Mom and Dad? Doesn't that mean I can't see them anymore?

Duars!

I wasn't done thinking, a huge explosion sounded outside. Surely Yenz has managed to unbind the horse, and blow up the headquarters of the bandits. Yes, the big house at the end of this place.

It was time for me to get out, and immediately ride on the horde of horses running in panic. I hope Margo can do it.

"Hey! How's bid? Please bring me that sack!" pinta Golabar, who then ran to the door to fight it. To stop me from getting out.

Goddamnit! At this crucial moment, he was still acting. I hit this guy too!

"All right! But not everything. Only one hand can I carry!"

Well, there's no harm in helping people, let alone it's also an advantage for me. Also, it will be easier to lift this heavy sack, than to wrestle first with the stubborn bangkot.

Three kubopong sacks on the shoulders, which no longer hurt. It was quite heavy as well, but with Margo's great power, lifting and carrying him running out of the hut, certainly not a significant problem.

That's how I think it is.

After Golbar got out of the way and opened the door, I immediately darted. Outside the hut was already very chaotic. The bandits of perplexity faced an unexpected situation as a result of our actions. It grew more violent with the fear of horses. Some of the bandits I saw were hit by a tight kick of the back leg, by the iron-clad beast.

"Buzzy prisoner!" Shouted a bandit who saw Yenz was trying to calm the horse to ride.

The mood is getting crazier. The firing began to be released, targeting the green-eyed man. Not only from the valley, but also assisted by other bandits who stood guard at the top of the steep hills around.

The whirling bullets from the criminals don't scare him. So agile and calm he spurred the horse with his bowed body. Demeaned, to stick on the back of the brown-haired animal.

"Hey, wait for me!" The echoing cry of Golbar-trained-clad carrying a large sack-even caught the attention of some bandits who were still busy putting out the fire in the hut.

They changed the target. Instead of continuing to water the dilapidated wooden house that is impossible to save, they prefer to take a rickshaw that is draped in the waist.

Bodo time! Before the gun erupted, I threw all three sacks on my shoulders with all my might. Towards those who were only less than ten meters away.

"Hey, what ...!"

The screeching of Golbar's clasps can only be heard, because it is covered in the sound of a large sack being torn. Tear of wind ore. Spewing thousands of murky green corals, which clinked like they did when the glass was pitted - and I knew then how it sounded.

They were stranded, and accidentally fired a weapon in hand. The bullet went nowhere.

Unthinkable about freedom and instant ending, from this stupid fucking book story. Now, what matters is that I survived. Escape from being targeted by the inhumane gunfire of the bandits smelly ketek!

Furthermore, stay out of this bastard as soon as possible, before the final step of the escape that Yenz plans to take place. Important points so that we can waltz free, without being chased again.

Either bad luck or luck. A black horse galloped, about to hit me. Empty and dead-end fill this head. Silence was fixated waiting for the muscular animal burly feet that crushed me mercilessly.

Miraculously, my body-Margo is actually-moving automatically. Agile and agile shift to the side, with both knees bent forty-five degrees - the numbers are just call it real, let it look cool.

Hap! Hairy burly hand Margo catches saddle. Jump a split second afterwards, and kick the foot on the strap hanging on the side of the saddle mount.

It didn't take long for Zacky the Great Incredible-yes, it was Margo's forte, but I'm the one playing him now!- to be able to balance myself on the back of this animal.

The thing is, this crazy horse, it can't just be controlled. I rolled the bridle on both hands, then pulled it tight, so that he jumped and raised his front legs high.

It worked! My black horse became calm and restrained. With pride, I curled my lips as wide as possible. The smile that instantly disappeared just like that, as the following whirling wind that was like tearing an eardrum, flashed and slashed my strands of curly hair.

Kontan I spurred the dark horse immediately. Before there was a stray bullet lodged in this feather-filled body.

"Hey! Wait for me!" yelled Golbar with a clear tone. Keep kekeh carrying the sack of wind ore.

Brak!

A horse that slammed into the skinny man's body. Making him slam and pass out, while his precious sack was torn apart in the footsteps of the bi*nal horse.

"Go quickly, if you love life!" said Yenz, as it passed past me who was a little worried to see the condition of Golbar.

Never mind, that was his choice. Didn't from the beginning, Yenz strictly forbid it.

Remembering the final plan to be implemented by Yenz. I'm a claw in my hand. Whip this dashing black to dart. Passing through the crowd of horses that were still panicking.

Easily turned. Just need to jerk the rope in hand to change direction, and avoid moving obstacles ahead. I can drive it with my eyes closed.

Enter the long canyon path. I re-screwed the bridle to spur the black one faster. Along with other horses, who also intend to come out of the nest of thick-toed bandits.

Maybe they want to be repented of a crime. Could be, right?

A moment later, my eyes widened wide, as a few meters there, Yenz had already ignited an axis of dynamite in his grasp.

"Woi! You're gonna kill me!?"

Damnit damnit! Why is it so fast that he executed the final plan!? The part where he blew up the canyon, in order for landslides to block the way of the bandits to be able to catch up. But not right now, right!

I bowed, clinging to the black body. Yes, it's a way to go faster-it's really proven. That same passage, three pieces of dynamite soared above me. Increasingly, to finally explode with a thunderous sound, which even to the point of shaking the ground.

The insolent!

The high, steep rock wall collapsed. Overwrite whatever is beneath him mercilessly. But, not only in the place affected by the explosion only rock clusters occur. The landslide continued to creep nonstop towards the end of the canyon.

I, who was still racing on this one-way street, was clearly mercilessly chased by the torrent of rain of rocks. In a short distance, and the longer it continues to shorten.

Meanwhile, Yenz and his brown horse, had already advanced ahead! Without worry it will become a meaty.

Silly again, it turns out that this bad luck is still not over.

Like trying to kill me, somehow this book even made a big stone, on the top that jutted, just rolled down. Just as I was going through it. It's obvious that an object of hundreds of kilograms will hit me!

Die me, God damn it!