Of course, a person's destiny depends on his own struggle, but it also takes into account the course of history.

After finally filling his stomach, Shiville finally felt this feeling in his heart when he looked at the peaceful town. If the family members had not been under the butcher knife of the Saeners, they might have been decent people in Nash Lame now; if they had not taken over the task of the Noxus, they would have been a free mercenary now.

And now?

After some accident, I became a popular commodity that was wanted by the sand thief, equivalent to equal weight of gold...

Well, in a sense, this is really the most valuable day in Shiville.

So, fate is really nonsense.

While thanking her, Shiville stuffed her bracelet to the enthusiastic uncle. Then, she carried Chalikar behind her back, lowered her head to avoid the crowd, and walked alone on the bank of the canal.

The people behind him were still talking, and Shiville ignored the whispers of these people and advanced along the river bank, finally stopped at the end of the canal.

At the end of the canal is a small open-air lake, which seems to be a reservoir. Shiver stood by the lake and picked up a stone and threw it neatly into the lake.

The flat stones drifted a few times on the water surface, and finally sank into the bottom of the water unwillingly, making a dull gurgling sound. Shiville stared at the waves on the lake and looked at the glimpse of the setting sun in the water, and for a moment he was a little lost.

Emperor? Destiny?

What kind of dog x thing!

I am not a loyal minister and a filial son, I am just a free mercenary!

Shevil, who was thinking about it in her heart, gradually relaxed slowly, and as she gradually relaxed, an indescribable fatigue gradually came - whether it was being chased by others or later going with the flow, these consumed too much energy and physical strength. Now it is rare to be safer, and she urgently needs rest.

Where to rest?

Just as Shiville was planning to find a house to deal with it for a night, there was a sound of footsteps behind him.

The very sensitive mercenary lady immediately clenched Carykar and turned around quickly.

Two people who have never seen before are a man and a woman in terms of their figures. The man is still holding weapons - damn it, won’t there be sand thieves here, right?

It is really possible to look at the tall man's outfit, wearing a cloak and a hood!

Shiville, who was vigilant, subconsciously began to think about the plan to escape.

Sheville, who had just passed through the settlement, had observed the surrounding situation, and she was sure that this small settlement did not have large animals like Scalash - that is, her next escape would probably be quite difficult.

"It's really unlucky!"

She muttered in a low voice, and Shiville turned around and left without hesitation. She planned to go to the village to find some supplies, then buy another camel, and then head north.

She could see that the madness of these sand thieves was, if she wanted to be safe, she would have to go to Piltwolf!

"Damn it, my savings over the years have to be spent on the payment of immigration tax..."

However, before she could take a few steps, the man behind her suddenly spoke.

"I've come here, so don't rush to leave, right?"

Um?

This sound seems to be a bit familiar?

Where did you seem to have heard of it?

Shiville subconsciously wanted to look back, but considering that this might be a curse, she simply raised the Chalikar in her hand and glanced at the two guys behind her through the sharp cross blade.

I really haven't seen it before...

No, something is wrong, that tall guy, I have seen it where I have seen it—where!

Then, before Shiville could remember, the ground suddenly began to tremble without warning.

The next moment, a stone curtain protruded from the ground, and then surrounded Shiville like a wall. Seeing this scene, Shiville immediately threw out Chalikar, cut through the stone wall, and then took a step and ran away.

Unfortunately, before she could run a few steps, the pursuers came to her side, and a dark big sword was slashed down on her head, as if she wanted to break her sword.

Shiville lifted Carykar.

This weapon is very sharp. If Shiville is confident that if the other party continues to slash, the big sword must have been cut.

However, after seeing Carykal, the other party did not continue to slash, but easily turned the sword into sweep, and changed the direction to continue to slash towards Cialis.

Shiville quickly placed Chalikar horizontally - she saw that the other party seemed to be afraid of his weapons.

Sure enough, the opponent changed his move for the third time and chose to rub his body up. The sword's spine was pressed against the body, and then wiped it against Shiver's torso in between.

It was too late to rely on Chalikar to make the opponent snatch the target. In this case, Shivil had to dodge aside in a hurry. As she staggered, she even threw Chalikar out, as if she had completely lost her in size.

Chalikar flew out in a spin, but unfortunately he missed the target.

With the weapon removed, Shiville, whose body was unbalanced, seemed to have lost the ability to fight back. She fell to the ground, then slightly raised her neck - the sunset shone on her beautiful face, looking full of desire to conquer.

With the rapid breathing, Shiville's chest was up and down, and the dripping sweat flowed down the gully, like a string of pearls, shining with a dark red glow.

"Just a moment." Although Shiville looked panicked, his heart was full of expectations, "I will teach you good looks in the next second!"

However, the opponent did not, as Shiville said, because of the slightest hesitation of her figure, posture and movement. While he stepped forward, the great sword rested mercilessly on Shiville's slender neck, while stretching out his arms and firmly grasping the flying back Carykar.

Time seemed to have stopped at this moment, and Shiville looked at the tall guy in front of him in a daze, feeling disbelief.

How is that possible!

Those who know that Chalikar can fly back according to Shiville's wishes should all die under Chalikar!

How could he know the secret of Chalikar and also capture Chalikar?!

This is not the worst.

The worst thing is that the other party easily carried Chalikar behind his back, then took off his hood, revealing a pitch-black face.

Seeing this face, Shiville finally realized his identity - this is the guy I had seen in the underground tunnel of Gushurima City before, forcing himself to use explosive gel!

Damn it...how could he be here?
Chapter completed!