chapter 1 The boy who emerged from the Jedi

There are vast mountains, thousands of peaks, thousands of ravines, lakes and streams everywhere, towering ancient trees in the sky, and thorns growing into the ground. It has high mountains and beautiful waters, and a variety of weather conditions. This is the most dangerous wilderness in the Wild God Continent. There are giant insects and giant beasts lurking inside, and there are countless dragons, snakes, tigers and wolves. It has been said since ancient times that even gods have to stop here. It is known as the place of defeat, and no one has ever dared to enter the deepest part.

Squeak, squeak.

At this moment, on the edge of the eastern edge of the wilderness, a caravan was slowly moving forward. The caravan was small, with only nine carriages, a dozen horses, and more than forty people including the guards. Although this is the outermost part of the wilderness, I have to say that this group of people is extremely brave. Only such a small number of people dare to walk in the Jedi. They are definitely a group of fierce people who can put their heads on their waists for money.

"Everyone, can you give me a ride?"

A slightly childish voice came from the front, causing the caravan to stop moving forward. Khair, the captain of the caravan's guard, frowned, looked at the surrounding guards, quietly clenched the weapons in his hands, and secretly became vigilant.

They knew very well how dangerous the outer reaches of the wilderness were. They were walking in fear along the way, walking on thin ice. The young man in front of him was actually alone?

The young man looked a little frail, about sixteen or seventeen years old. He was wearing a tattered animal skin robe, his face was dirty, and his hair was messy. He looked like an aboriginal from the mountains. The only thing that was a little surprising was that his eyes were particularly clean, clear in black and white, and as lively as a baby's.

The young man was carrying an eye-catching giant sword on his back. Everyone couldn't help but feel frightened when they first saw it. But when they took a closer look, they couldn't help laughing. Because that huge sword, which looked so powerful and was three feet long and half a foot wide, was actually made of wood.

Next to the young man was a local dog, which was just as plain-looking as him, with yellow mixed fur, and followed him alone.

"Get away!"

After confirming that there was only one young man nearby, Khair gave a deep and powerful shout. If it weren't for the strange appearance of this young man on the outskirts of the wilderness, he would have picked up the long sword in his hand and taught him a lesson, letting him know what it means to live and die without mercy.

The young man frowned slightly but did not give way. He continued to plead: "Sir, I'm lost. Can you please take me for a ride? I will give you...reward!"

"remuneration?"

Khair didn't think that a beggar could give out a few copper coins. He glanced secretly at the luxury carriage behind him, and shouted to a guard next to him with some dissatisfaction: "Torn, let him get out, or break his legs if you don't get out." .”

In the Wild God Continent, the strong are respected, and hurting people in the city is a trivial matter, let alone in this wilderness. Upon hearing this, a strong guard immediately rushed forward with a Torn in his hands, menacingly.

"what happened?"

At this time, a lazy voice sounded, and two people walked out of the luxurious carriage behind Khair. One was a girl wearing a white fox fur mask. She was twenty-eight years old, with fair skin and a graceful figure. Her eyes were full of flowing autumn water. His eyes were as if they could speak, making the nearby guards fascinated. The other person was a hale and hearty white-haired old woman, who was obviously the young lady's personal guard.

Khair, who had just entered his thirties, the intoxication in his eyes flashed away. He glared at the young man in the distance, turned his head and said with a flattering smile: "Miss, it's a little beggar who wants to hitch a ride. I asked Torn to send him away. .”

"oh!"

The masked girl glanced at the young man casually, and was about to turn around and return to the carriage, but the old woman next to her suddenly said: "Miss, please give him a ride, it's so pitiful."

The masked girl paused, looked at the old woman in surprise, then glanced at the young man in the distance, and finally left a message and entered the carriage: "Let him follow the motorcade."

This masked girl must have been the most distinguished person in the convoy. As soon as she opened her mouth, Khair could only curse and let the young man follow behind the convoy, and solemnly told several guards that if the young man dared to act without permission, he would be shot to death.

The caravan continued to move forward. Although there was a strange young man following behind, everyone was not interested in talking too much. As for why this young man appeared alone on the outskirts of the wilderness, but he was still alive and well? No one was interested in exploring. After walking around the dangerous wilderness for more than a month, the people in the Peck Family caravan were exhausted.

The young man was very silent and did not speak. Instead, he followed everyone curiously and looked at the convoy, each guard and the swords and armor they wore, like a country bumpkin who had never seen the world.

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The convoy walked slowly, and the mountain roads outside the wilderness were rugged. Because there were many adventure groups entering the wilderness to hunt wild beasts, the roads were dense and criss-crossed. It was no wonder that the young man got lost in the wilderness.

After walking for several hours, I occasionally encountered wild beasts, but seeing the large number of warriors in the convoy, they did not dare to approach. The convoy finally stopped at a small mountain col, buried a pot, lit a fire, and started cooking.

The distinguished masked girl never stepped out of the carriage, and even the food was brought into the carriage by the old woman. The young man didn't dare to come close. He sat cross-legged in the distance and took out a dry piece of cooked bacon and started to chew on it. The big black wooden sword was placed across his feet, and the yellow-haired native dog squatted next to it, scanning the surroundings indifferently, and occasionally glancing at the bacon in Aramis Benz's mouth.

The guards sat around and ate barbecue in silence. They did not drink any wine and chatted in low voices. No one glanced at the young man, and no one gave him some hot food. In their eyes, this boy was obviously as lowly as his mutt and not worth a second look.

The old woman waited for the masked woman to finish her meal, glanced here, hesitated slightly, took a large piece of barbecue from the fire and came over, handed it to the young man and said kindly: "Child, eat it!"

"Thank you, mother-in-law, I'm full."

The young man quickly stood up and said politely, then took the barbecue and threw it to the local dog next to him. The local dog took it in his mouth and devoured it without ceremony.

The old woman was slightly startled, smiled disapprovingly, and asked: "My child, what is your name? How come you are walking alone in the wilderness."

The young man scratched his head and said with some embarrassment: "My name is Aramis Benz. I want to go out and have some adventures, but I got lost in the wilderness."

"Breaking in? Do you know how dangerous it is out there? You kid..."

The old woman shook her head. Before she finished speaking, her expression suddenly changed. Her rickety back instantly straightened, her eyes swept toward the east like lightning, and she suddenly let out a sharp Hank.

Hank was the first level alert for the Peck Family's caravan. The more than forty guards did not hesitate at all. They dropped the barbecue in their hands and took out their swords to surround the caravan. Their movements were vigorous, and there was no trace of panic on their faces, only solemnity and calmness. It was obvious that they were all well-trained soldiers soaked in blood.

"Child, there are a large number of wild beasts and even wild beasts coming over. You should run for your life in that direction immediately. Hurry!"

The old woman left a word, took out a crossbow and short blade from her sleeves, and quickly rushed towards the carriage. Although she was very old, she ran extremely fast, which showed that this old woman was also a powerful warrior.

The young man named Aramis Benz did not leave. Instead, he listened attentively for a while. He touched his head and stood up with some confusion. He murmured: "Aren't they just nineteen second-class blood wolves and one third-class blood wolf king?" Really? Why are they so nervous?"

His native dog didn't run away. Instead, he secretly rushed forward and swept around the barbecue everyone had thrown on the ground. Then he slowly retreated to the young man's side. Looking at a group of tall blood wolves emerging from the jungle in the distance, there was a hint of contempt in his eyes, lying next to the young man and sitting lazily in the cross-legged...

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