Carefree Path of Dreams

Chapter 675 Mad Wolf

Monger World.

The newly promoted Knight Luhn rode his horse, a team of more than ten following behind.

Being under the command of Baron Shawshank, he naturally had the obligation to pay a formal visit to his lord.

However, the gift that he brought along was very light. After all, in this era, the powers and obligations of the lords and vassals were relative. If a large gift was rashly paid as tribute, it could either make the other party feel they were easily bullied or that the giver had ulterior motives.

"Knight Jorah’s obligation has already been carried out this year, while the tribute needed for the inheritance is calculated elsewhere, so the gift does not need to be too ceremonious. Just a simple one will do... "

Knight Luhn, who was thinking silently, suddenly shuddered all over.

"Sir Knight?"

A guard beside him immediately walked up and had an intuition that some transformation had happened.

Upon closer inspection, he discovered nothing different.

Suddenly, the knight’s voice rang out, "Garce! Find us a place to rest."

Not understanding why, Garce felt that this voice was more majestic than before.

The entire team instantly stopped, found a flat land near the rivulet, and set up a bonfire and an iron pan. Some of the servants, who already had a knowing look in their eyes, rolled out a huge rug piece and respectfully invited the knight to take a seat.

The people who were busy did not know that, at this instant, a groundbreaking transformation was already happening to their knight.

Fang Yuan’s True Spirit returned and instantly took over this Magical Clone. So, is this the time to present myself to the baron?

He was now not a normal knight. Ever since he had inherited Glendon’s legacy, he had become the target of all public criticism.

In other words, the number of people who had hopes for him was equal to the number of people who hated him to the core.

At this moment, this was the best opportunity!

"Fortunately, I eventually caught up."

Fang Yuan took a deep breath. Within the True Spirit, a concentrated layer of fighting spirit appeared and instantly coursed through his entire body, causing the joints in his body to release a crisp explosive sound.

"With the time advantage of the Heavenly Abode, I’m already beginning to absorb a bit of fighting spirit power..."

The way Fang Yuan did things was naturally not to forgo future gains for instant gratification. Rather, he used a method of commission where fundamentally half of the cultivators on the Yin-Yang Continent were working for him.

With the population of the continent, even a tiny bit was not to be scoffed at when gathered, even after going through purification and damage from traversing worlds.

"The technique of fighting spirit is that it becomes awakened attributes after coagulating the seeds. After that... should be contracting it around the entire body to become a ’Fighting Armor’. At this stage, you would already be a high-level professional.

"However, since the outsiders all think that I have inherited everything from Glendon, then the level of the Disaster Knight can’t be too low..."

Although he partially looked down on this mystical profession, Fang Yuan still had to admit that the halo skill was very useful.

In this aspect, as there was a command previously, and his Magical Clone had been trained to search for and gather materials, there was some progress.

Fang Yuan took a look at his stats window and saw that there was already a huge transformation.

"Name: Luhn (Fang Yuan)

Essence: 50.0 (200)

Spirit: 50.0 (200)

Magic: 50.0 (200)

Profession: Warrior (Master), Disaster Knight

Cultivation: Fighting Armor, Disaster Halo (Level 1)

Skill: [Medicine (Level 3)], [Botany (Level 6)(Peak)], [Fiery Golden Eyes (Level 3)], [Body Seal (Ultimate form)]"

"Fighting Armor: An advanced technique of the warrior, forming an armor consisting of fighting spirit on the exterior of the body, greatly increasing defense and magical resistance!"

"Disaster Halo: An Area of Effect skill enhancing targeted objects within a hundred meter range. Currently level one. Can have additional effects: Speed Enhancing, Brute Force, and Implication!"

...

"Level one Disaster Halo enhances friendly allies, and level two will be to weaken and curse enemies. Once it reaches the third and fourth level, the area of effect will have a frightening expansion. In other words, at the late stages, it is literally the inchoate form of a domain. No wonder the Disaster Knight is a mystical profession."

After carefully looking at these numbers, Fang Yuan was generally pleased.

Different from what outsiders thought—that he still required a year, or even a few years, to digest it—he had already completely grasped the power of the Disaster Knight. Furthermore, even within the high-level professions, he was among the superior ones.

"Unless it’s a Quasi-Legend or a huge army, nobody is able to resist me. Not sure how many people will send themselves over to die this time?"

Fang Yuan drank up the broth he was carrying, his face revealing a sense of expectation.

"Sir Knight! There is a situation in front!"

At this moment, a scout hurriedly walked over. "It seems that Haier Village was attacked."

"Did you observe carefully?"

Fang Yuan instantly straightened his body.

"I clearly saw that in the direction of the village, thick smoke was billowing over, and there was even the sound of warhorses. It seems it was attacked by bandits!" the scout respectfully reported.

"This place is already under the jurisdiction of Baron Shawshank, right?"

Fang Yuan sighed. "As a vassal, I seem to have the obligation of helping. Garce, help me put on my armor."

The knight armor was similar to the metal cans from the Middle Ages, and it was difficult to put on alone, requiring a squire’s assistance.

Even an Extraordinary would not be willing to casually carry tens or hundreds of pounds when moving about.

After a moment, clad in armor, Fang Yuan reached the outskirts of Haier Village.

Strong fires and thick smoke billowed while black smoke columns shot towards the sky, bringing an atmosphere of blood and fire.

He could vaguely make out the sight of many horsemen on a killing rampage in the village and reaping everything in front of them without restraint.

"This is really... rampant!"

Fang Yuan furrowed his brows.

To attract him, the opponent had really set aside some capital.

A village directly under a baron suffered from a massacre just like that. That Baron Shawshank had to be really depressed.

"Charge!" Fang Yuan let out a command and whipped below. The warhorse instantly let out a howl and charged toward the village like an arrow leaving a bow.

"Die!"

He raised his long spear and, just like a ray of black lightning, instantly zapped two people. A large hole appeared in their chest and they perished while in mid-air.

"Charge!"

Ten militia followed behind Fang Yuan, whipped out their weapons, and charged into the battlefield.

...

"Sir..."

At a high spot in the village, a few black silhouettes furtively looked at this scene. "You have already dispatched the ’Mad Wolf Bandits’ and even attacked the territory under a baron’s jurisdiction. Regarding the consequences..."

"It’s just a baron. Even if it was royalty, so what? As for the Mad Wolf, if we hadn’t fostered this bandit group, how would they have developed to this extent?"

The leader in the black shirt shook his head uncaringly. "At the moment, we also need them to contribute."

A great noble family had groomed a batch of exiled bandits secretly. Engaging in mortifying acts was commonplace within the nobility.

Of course, this sort of thing could only be done and not said.

Furthermore, this bandit group had already taken on enough blame. They had started to develop a bit of thoughts about self-reliance, so they needed to be dealt with quickly and exchanged for new white gloves.

However, he naturally would not tell this subordinate these secrets.

"The Mad Wolf Bandits can still be regarded as decent in ability. Although they only have tens of people, they are not inferior to an organized army during wartime. Among them are five Extraordinaries, especially their leader, Lone Wolf. The achievements in his Extraordinary path have even been praised by Master Youne. He was praised to have the potential to be a high-level professional."

The leader in the black shirt silently thought, With his ability, he should be able to kill a recently promoted knight. Even if he doesn’t kill him, he should be able to severely wound him. After that will be my turn...

At this moment, he looked towards the scene, and his nostrils suddenly flared up, as if he just saw something unbelievable. He blurted out, "How is this possible?"

Under his gaze, a blood-red halo appeared on Fang Yuan’s body and instantly expanded, enveloping a hundred meter range.

"Kill!"

Within this zone, the original militia instantly became faster and their strength greatly increased. Some of their reactions were completely not inferior to that of elite soldiers.

Amid the life and death struggle, it was possible that a small change in strength could affect the outcome. Needless to say, this was definitely the case when such a heavy weight was placed on the balance.

Just in that split second of interaction, the Mad Wolf Bandits suffered massive damage due to a lapse in judgment, and the tens of people were cut into shreds.

"Die!"

Fang Yuan led the way, and currently, he had already abandoned his long spear and was waving a long sword in his hand.

Zap! Zap!

An aquamarine wind of fighting spirit flashed past and directly penetrated a wall, causing a stream of blood. The Extraordinary behind instantly collapsed dead.

"There are actually still Extraordinaries lurking within. They’re really a tough opponent."

Fang Yuan leaped off his horse and looked at the people surrounding him. "Who asked you all to come?"

"Regarding this question, I’m afraid you’ll have to go to the Netherworld and ask the Death God!"

Four extraordinaries walked forward slowly. The leader was a warrior with a thin and tall figure. A scar etched downwards on one eye gave him the look of a one-eyed dragon, and he appeared to be the leader of these people. "I am Lone Wolf!"

"Mad Wolf Bandits?!"

Fang Yuan nodded his head.

Even Luhn had previously heard of the reputation of this infamous bandit group. Not only had he heard of it before, it reverberated like thunder in his ears.

However, Fang Yuan was naturally unafraid and instead casually asked, "You know... that you have involved yourself in an extremely large complication?"

Just by mentioning this, the Lone Wolf’s eyes twitched.

After white gloves were dirtied from constant use, they would naturally be discarded without hesitation.

He understood this, which was why he had thoughts of self-reliance.

Unfortunately, he had not done much preparation before being forced to do something so dirty and nefarious.

Lone Wolf was very clear that in the eyes of his superior, he was merely a chess piece.

If he could use his life to measure this knight in front, many people would definitely be very keen for him to do so.

"Kill him!"

But for white gloves, how was there still a route of retreat?

Lone Wolf’s voice turned cold as he directed his subordinates to attack, while his entire body was concealed within the darkness.

"Sir!"

Outside, Garce and the squires were frantic. Although they had obtained the upper hand, they were held back by the common bandits swarming over and completely unable to assist.