Chapter 48 Delivered to the Door

However, as soon as Roland let go, she wanted to fall on top of him.

Roland frowned, grabbed her hand again and pushed her away.

"Have you forgotten?"

There were tears in her eyes as she looked at Roland and spoke in a kind tone.

"A few days ago, when I was being hunted, you saved me."

"If it weren't for you, I would have been captured by those savage barbarians. Those unreasonable barbarians, seeing that we had gained something, not only brutally attacked and killed my friend, but even after we handed over the harvest, they refused to let us go and kept chasing us."

"If it weren't for you, I might have died a few days ago."

"I have discussed this with everyone in the group, and we are willing to share our gains with you. In addition..."

As she spoke, her face flushed slightly, and she nervously untied her cloak with her right hand, and spoke softly.

"If you don't mind, I..."

"I hate it."

Roland interrupted her calmly. Hearing this, her face froze instantly, and for a moment she didn't know what to do.

Just as she forced a smile and was about to say something else, Roland looked at her and spoke coldly.

"It turns out to be you."

With her reminder, Roland also recalled the fight between the two adventure groups he encountered on the road a few days ago.

After a careful comparison, isn't the female adventurer in front of me the leader of the escape team?
Originally Roland didn't care much about it. After all, it was just a fight between two small adventure teams and it was none of his business.

Although it was a bit unpleasant to protect others from disaster, he was too lazy to waste time.

But where did she get the confidence to come to him on her own initiative?
Did she think that Roland couldn't see her purpose?
Roland grabbed her neck forcefully with his right hand and said coldly.

"I didn't look for you, but you came to me."

"Idiot, sharing the harvest? You can't hold on to what you have, and you can't fight against the Iron Shield Adventure Group, so you want to use me to continue to prevent disasters. Don't you think I can't see it?"

"No that's not what I meant."

She grabbed Roland's right hand with both hands, trying to pry it apart, and spoke while struggling.

"I am serious."

"Sincerely? What was your sincerity when you used me to ward off disaster?"

Roland said indifferently.

"Although I don't know how you found me, the idea is pretty good. If I were weak, fighting with Iron Shield would give you a chance to escape. If I were strong, you wanted to use this as an excuse to get close to me."

"I don't know where you get your confidence from."

Roland said calmly as he looked at her struggling in his hands.

"Are you ready to die?"

Just when Roland was about to crush her to death, with the sound of several arrows breaking through the air, several arrows shot towards Roland from the corner.

At the same time, a dozen adventurers rushed out from the corner.

However, just as the arrows flew over, Hela, who had been watching from the sidelines, took action, casting a first-ring spell and easily blocking all the attacks.

The other adventurers nearby also noticed the situation here. They continued to eat and drink while looking over here with an attitude of watching the fun.

The people at the tables near Roland decisively dropped their bowls and chopsticks, moved away, found a new seat, and looked at Roland with interest.

However, most adventurers didn't care about the situation here at all and continued to make noise as usual.

They were not surprised by Roland's situation, as if they were already used to it. It was just a fight between adventurers, there were only a few of them, nothing unusual, nothing to see, unless the number of people fighting exceeded a hundred, otherwise even if they reported it to the city defense army, they would not bother to deal with it.

A dozen adventurers rushed over, shouting various threatening words.

"Asshole, put Sister La down."

"You shameless fellow, who do you think you are?"

"Kill them all."

They rushed over, howling.

Roland ignored them, holding the female adventurer with one hand and looking at them calmly.

Hela stood up from her position.

She turned around and glanced coldly at all the adventurers rushing towards her.

There were two First-Ring Knights, and the rest were either knight squires or just stronger ordinary people, and they posed no threat at all.

Hela didn't even take out the elven staff. She used a few hand gestures to assist and cast the spell with her bare hands.

First level spell - Shadow Arrow.

After Hela made her move, nearly half of the dozen or so adventurers who rushed over had a thin film of light on their bodies. They faced Hela’s attack fiercely, with no intention of dodging.

Then, Hela's spell easily penetrated their fragile defenses.

However, they did not have time to be surprised, because with Hela's high-speed spell casting, after the first person's defense was penetrated, less than five seconds passed before they could react and were covered by Hela's spell all over their bodies, dying on the spot.

Roland looked at the adventurer who was struggling in his hands.

After she saw that her backup plan was easily resolved, she showed fear and regret on her face, and kept begging Roland.

"I was wrong, I know I was wrong, I really know I was wrong."

Roland chuckled. Through physical contact, he knew exactly what she was thinking. He shook his head and said.

"No, you don't know you're wrong, you know you're going to die."

After saying this, Roland released the mental spell he had prepared.

Second level spell - Soul Shock.

Her fragile soul was defeated by Roland without any resistance, annihilated and turned into nothingness.

Then, Roland casually threw the corpse aside.

Seeing that the dispute ended so quickly, the adventurers who were watching the show were somewhat disappointed.

Bored, I want to see rivers of blood!
This is what many adventurers think.

However, under the deterrent power displayed by Roland and Hela, they did not dare to say anything. After all, there was no conflict, and they did not want to provoke two unfathomable spellcasters, so they had to turn around and continue eating and drinking.

"Where's the cleaner? Come up and wash the floor."

Several adventurers near the stairs shouted loudly to the people downstairs.

Then, not long after, several strong cleaners came up to the second floor carrying blood-stained bags, mops and buckets.

They scanned and soon found the body near Roland.

They quickly arrived near Roland, stuffed all the fallen bodies into bags and dragged them away. Then, they used mops and buckets to quickly clean up all the blood on the floor.

In less than a few minutes, the cleaner had cleaned up the place so thoroughly that there was no sign that there had been more than a dozen bodies lying on the floor.

They even sprinkled a little special powder to cover the smell of blood with a special fragrance.

(End of this chapter)