Chapter 28 28: The evil spirit knocks on the door

Author: I really want to eat meat 597

Chapter 28 28: The evil spirit knocks on the door

At this juncture, a gentle knock on the door and a strange girl's voice came together, making Berg couldn't help but become vigilant.

The candles in the room were still out, so it was unreasonable to pretend to be asleep.

He could only put on a simple and honest smile and bravely opened the door.

"Excuse me, who are you?"

Asking is just a formality.

The moment he saw the thin blond girl, he already recognized who she was.

It's the apprentice knight.

"Hello, Mr. Berg. I am Lord Slade's knight, Angie." The girl greeted him politely, with a timid smile on her face that was slightly yellow due to malnutrition.

"I heard that you have medicine here that can treat wounds... My legs are so painful that I really can't sleep."

Her pronunciation was a bit unclear and her speech was garbled, like a country girl with little education.

Berg's smile remained frozen on his face, and it took him a few seconds to realize what she meant:

"Oh, hello, Lord Knight! If you don't dislike my shabby wooden house, please come in first. I know a little bit about medical skills and can help you treat it."

At this time, Berg was like an ordinary farmer, with a smile that was partly timid and partly flattering.

Seeing how enthusiastic the other party was, Angie's face showed a look of joy, and after thanking him, she limped into the house with Berg.

Behind her, there was a strange thing wrapped with green vines, which was very eye-catching.

"Master Anji, what is this you are carrying?"

Berg closed the door and pretended to ask casually.

"Ah...this is for Lord Slade..."

Anji stumbled as she spoke, her voice getting lower and lower, her eyes evasive and her head lowered, as if she regretted answering the question.

Berg's heart moved.

Obviously, this is a very important thing, and there is a high probability that it is a treasure obtained from a foreign land.

It is definitely not easy to injure Deputy Captain Patton into such a strange situation. The value of this trophy is naturally self-evident, and it even needs to be guarded every step of the way.

Thinking of this, he still wore that flattering smile and said he was going to get medicine for her. He walked to the shelf nearby and rummaged around, but in a blind corner where the girl couldn't see, he found the knife hidden on the shelf without leaving any trace.

Put it into your pocket.

Anji moved step by step to the chair and sat down, pretending that her legs were in pain, which was actually quite painful, and even deliberately made her breathing louder.

"Mr. Berg, could you please hurry up?"

She tried to make her tone calmer, but her voice couldn't stop shaking, with a hint of grievance.

"Just a moment, it will be ready soon!"

Looking at Berg rummaging through the boxes, Angie smiled silently.

Her current persona is that of a "gentle, harmless and weak" little girl, and she even has to pretend to be more willful to be more in line with her age.

She also deliberately exposed the apprentice knight brand. The villagers naturally couldn't understand it, but those who knew the goods would know the meaning behind it - just like the person in front of her.

Cleverness is misled by cleverness.

He will definitely think that this is the unique vanity of a little girl, even if she is just an apprentice knight, she still wants to call herself a knight.

To become a knight, merit and strength are indispensable. Angie's age is like a smoke bomb, which will make Berg automatically think that what she lacks is strength.

This series of fatal misjudgments will greatly weaken his vigilance.

Putting all this aside, Berg was actually well disguised, and there was nothing suspicious about the furnishings in the wooden house.

He even put away the wooden stools that those people sat on during the meeting, leaving only this one outside, creating the image of a middle-aged man who lives alone all year round and rarely interacts with others.

If Sean and Barton came over, they shouldn't see any problems.

It's a pity that I met her, a "weak little girl" whose actual age did not match her appearance.

Berg's exposed leg muscles were tense, indicating that he was still on guard.

But Angie has already acted enough, and continuing to act will only be counterproductive.

Next, all she had to do was wait for the kind-hearted Uncle Berg to apply medicine to her and see the wound on her leg.

Anyone who sees such a bad wound will feel that she is no longer able to fight normally, but she still carries a treasure to be presented to Lord Slade.

At that time, the kind-hearted uncle will naturally expose the greedy side of human nature.

When Berg turned around, he saw Angie sitting on a chair with a pale face, biting her bloodless lips, frowning slightly, looking extremely tormented.

He carefully walked over with the medicine in hand, and after obtaining the girl's consent, he opened the coarse cloth on her calf, revealing the festering wound underneath.

"Hey, Mr. Anji, your wound is too serious. My medicine may not work. To be on the safe side, you have to cut out the rotten flesh——"

Berg sighed and shook his head, looking unbearable.

Anji shrank and her voice began to tremble, "Is it really that serious? But..."

As she spoke, she lowered her head in grievance, "Can't you just let it grow on its own? If you have to go under the knife, I definitely won't be able to survive it -"

This squeamish girl seemed completely unaware of the coming danger. She was just immersed in her own world, trying to get Berg to find another way to heal her.

The moment her eyes turned to the ground, Berg's hand had quietly touched the knife in his arms.

At such a close distance, it only takes one blow to easily cut off the slender neck.

Before his eyes, he could imagine a life of killing three people by himself, returning to the Comorra Territory in glory with the spoils of war, and flying to the sky from then on.

At this moment, a girl's soft, crying voice came to my ears:

"It's a pity that I can't use these."

Angie's tone was so confusing that Berg, who was still immersed in fantasy, could not react immediately.

What does this sentence mean?

Just when he was stunned, countless thorny vines sprang out from nowhere, covering the sky and piercing his body!

The severe pain made him scream, but his mouth was blocked the moment he made a sound.

These vines actually penetrated directly into his mouth!

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

He didn't dare to move anymore, his whole body was trembling with pain, and he looked in horror——

The girl in front of her was slowly getting up, holding a long sword that came from nowhere.

Her eyes were still slightly red, but the cold light flashing on the sharp and twisted blades illuminated the excitement hidden in her eyes.

Obviously, everything before was just a girl's disguise.

But how could a teenage girl do it so perfectly that she even deceived everyone?

With such a serious wound, you still have the energy to fight?

"Uncle Berg~"

Under the flickering candlelight, the corners of Anji's mouth slowly raised, her tearful eyes sparkled in a physical sense, and her pretending to be intimate was so exaggerated that it made Berg's skin crawl.

"I want to ask you, what does 'reverse knight' mean?"

Berg was already scolding her loudly in his heart. He didn't expect that his experienced self would fall into the hands of such an evil little girl.

But besides being angry, he felt a chill creeping up his back.

Why does she know these things?

Seeing Berg's delay in responding, Anji's patience was visibly dwindling rapidly. She sighed helplessly and stabbed his shoulder with a sword.

"Uh-huh--"

The blood did not spurt out, but was sucked up by the thorny vines. Only then did Berg discover that these vines actually grew from the hilt of the sword!

"If you delay any longer, I'm going to cut off your legs... This will make it 'better' to take you back to Kent, right?"

What the emphatic "better" means, Berg knows only too well.

He whimpered anxiously from deep in his throat, partly because of pain and partly to beg for mercy.

"Elia, cut him some slack."

The moment he said these words, Angie saw a sinister look on Berg's face.

Without any hesitation, she slashed at his legs with her sword before her brain gave the order.

But the target was lost in the next second.

Elijah's sharp sword slashed through the air and hit the wooden table beside him with a muffled sound.
To be continued...