The Dean Has Arrived Chapter 486: Is this really the protagonist…

In a small village on the border of the Principality of Ekrakit, in a forage warehouse close to the outskirts of the village, Jon with his bandage still gobbled up dry, hard brown bread.

As a result, I was choked on dry brown bread because I ate too quickly.

"It doesn't matter if you don't have to eat so urgently."

The girl dressed up as a village aunt in front of him put a cup of hot sheep on the table and gently patted him on the back.

Regardless of scalding his mouth, after flushing the bread in his throat with the sheep nǎi, Jon showed a grateful expression to the girl: "Thank you so much. Not only did it save my life, but it also provided me with such a generous amount. Lunch."

"In fact, it's not much richer..." A blush appeared on the girl's face.

Brown bread is hard to swallow even for ordinary farmers. It is only occasionally used as dry food when it requires long labor or travel. It is really not rich.

It's just that because the people in the village are a little xenophobic, the girl can only bring some brown bread to the boy she found outside the forest.

"For many reasons...you can only sleep here at night, I'm really sorry."

She bowed her head to Jon in shame and apologized.

"It's okay. There is a lot of hay here. If you spread it a little, it will be warm and comfortable to sleep."

But Jon, who has experienced a life as a slave, doesn’t mind this at all: “Well, you can provide me with a place to rest, I’m very grateful.”

"Speaking of which, why did you faint in that place?" The girl asked curiously, but saw Jon's embarrassed expression. He explained in a panic: "I don't want to question you... If you don't want to say it, it doesn't matter..."

"I am trying to be a hero."

Something unexpected by the girl, after taking a sip of sheep, Jon said in a serious tone.

The girl who didn't understand Jon's words at all seemed to want to say something, but a middle-aged farmer with a gray moustache at the warehouse door had already called her name with dissatisfaction.

Giving the boy an apologetic look, the girl patted the grass stem of the skirt corner and walked to the door of the warehouse.

"Dad, what's wrong?". She tilted her head, looked at her father with innocent eyes, and asked softly.

"You used to pick up some kittens and puppies and I don't care about it, but this time it's too outrageous." The middle-aged farmer blew his beard and said with a stare: "I picked up all these men of unknown origin! "

Speaking, he also glanced at Jon in the warehouse who was continuing to chew brown bread: "Look at him. He wears a weird headscarf. His clothes are also tattered. And also carrying a knife! No matter how you look at it, you don’t look like a good person!"

"I feel that judging a person's quality should not be based on his appearance..." The girl protested weakly.

"What to look at? See if he will help us farm!" But the middle-aged farmer's reprimand immediately followed: "The horse thieves in the nearby area suddenly became active recently, and several villages were hit by disasters. , In case this guy is the horse thief’s spy. Wouldn’t you bring him back to lead the horse thief!"

"But when I saw him. He seemed to be injured. He fell to the ground motionless..."

The girl recalled how she saw him outside the forest when she was out picking winter vegetables: "It didn't look like it was pretended at all."

"What do you know! The real horse thief spies are very good at acting..."

The father and daughter who talked softly did not notice that Jon who was eating the bread suddenly seemed to see something, and stuffed the remaining brown bread into his mouth. Then raised his head, revealing a serious god.

It didn't take long for the village to bang twelve times in succession with the big bell that only sounded when there was an emergency.

This caused the father and daughter to change their faces together-the twelve strokes meant that an irresistible horse thief or a thief attacked. The whole village must pack up their things and hide in the woods for temporary refuge.

"Damn it, that stinky boy is gone!" The middle-aged farmer subconsciously glanced at the forage warehouse, and found that Jon Xiao, who was still inside just now, was missing, and his face changed drastically, and he warned his daughter: " Go and pack things with your mother, don't tell anyone else about it!"

The girl was also pale, and at this moment even she couldn't help but suspect that the boy who was smiling very kindly was the spy of the horse thief.

"What are you still trying to do! This time the horse thief came very much. If you don't run away, it will be dangerous!"

At this moment, a villager who was familiar with their father and daughter hurried past and yelled at the two at the same time.

The two of them ran home to make preparations just like they had just awakened from a dream.

Although the villagers acted very well, this time the horse thieves were completely different. They appeared outside the village in the blink of an eye, blocking the villagers who had not had time to run out in the village.

Different from thieves, thieves also understand the principle of long flowing water. They only collect a little protection fee for villages within their sphere of influence. The horse thieves wandering around in the eastern plains have almost no morals, but only know how to destroy and plunder. .

I was blocked by them in the village with little preparation. Looking at the other's sharp weapons and sitting down with the vicious monsters, the villagers were almost desperate.

The girl can only shiver in her father’s arms, and the evil deeds of the horse thieves who have heard of it all come to her mind at this time. It is said that the horse thieves also like to be strong while plundering wealth. The robbing girl satisfies their beast yu, and only after they have played enough, will they kill those women who are not as good as dead, and use them as feed for the monsters to sit down.

But the desperate villagers waited for a while, only to find that the slaughter they imagined did not happen.

They opened their eyes tremblingly, and the first thing that came into view was a figure who was not generous.

Beside the back figure holding the purple machete, there is a circle of horse thieves and monsters.

What happened?

At this moment, looking at the young man who was confronting the other horse thief in front of him, almost all the villagers had this question in their minds.

The one who answered them was the leader of the horse thief in the distance.

"This feeling...sure enough, what you have in your hand is a soul tool!" The horse thief leader, who was so burly that it seemed to mistake him for a black bear, licked his thin lips, small and cheating. The corners of his eyes were full of excitement and greed: "I just wanted to rob a little bit, but I didn't expect to crash into the royal vault!"

The monster under his crotch is obviously different from other horse thieves at level 1 and level 2. It is a monster commensurate with his size, like a brown bear with four arms.

It's just that Jon, who holds the soul tool, knows very well that the monster is actually a soul tool—a biological type soul tool.

Without the slightest hesitation, with the help of the power of the soul equipment flowing into the body, his feet exerted force in vain, and the whole figure was like a purple phantom. In a flash, he killed several horse thieves and their mounts who tried to approach. , And in the end, it suddenly turned into a purple meteor, and the chopper sharply slashed towards the leader of the horse thief!

It was just that the bear-shaped soul tool was shot down.

With the help of the counter-shock, Jon slid out a few meters back to stabilize his figure, but the gods on his face remained the same, without any regret for the failure of the sneak attack.

"You are very strong!" The horse thief leader seemed not to care about the loss of his subordinates, and grinned: "But this is not enough! Compared to you alone, I have nearly a hundred subordinates, and With the same number of monsters, we also have crossbow arrows and other long-range weapons! You have no chance of winning! I accept your soul equipment!"

Speaking, he suddenly raised his hand.

Following his command, armed with crossbow arrows, the horse thieves who had already wound up one after another shot deadly arrows at Jon.

"I am strong."

However, as if he had already known the flight trajectory and landing point of all arrows, Jon didn't even stop him, just like that, in the arrow rain, he once again narrowed the distance between him and the horse thief leader.

"Only this point is you right."

In an instant, the horse thieves around them were cut into two pieces as if they were being slashed by an invisible blade!

"Wh..." The horse thief leader looked like he had swallowed a bee, his face was ugly, he patted his soul equipment, and shouted: "Into armor!"

The giant bear soul had to stand on both feet, and then the chest opened, revealing the inside of the armor full of runes.

However...

"Your future ends here!"

Everything is too late.

Jon, who didn't hesitate to move, chopped off half of the opponent's head in an instant!

Just before his death, the opponent put his hand on his own weapon~IndoMTL.com~ From his calloused hands, it can be seen that he was also a strong fighter before, but he is getting used to his soul equipment. After the power of, he gave up his identity as a fighter, so that he died so easily in Jon's hands in the end.

Shaking off the blood stains on the machete, Jon looked at the soul tool that had stopped there because the owner had died, halfway through the change. After a while, he held the handle of the knife with both hands and swung a purple light with all his strength. Cut the giant bear soul tool into two pieces because it had lost its owner and lacked a little self-defense ability!

"Soul equipment, as expected, is not something that can bring happiness to people."

Putting the knife back into the scabbard, Jon turned around and bowed to the girl who had taken care of him. Then, without looking at the village again, he walked towards the setting sun and the night, and it didn’t take long for the whole person to melt. Into that evening......

"Who is he... on earth?"

For a long time, the shocked middle-aged farmer asked his daughter dumbly.

"I don't know. But," the girl who didn't ask Jon's name shook her head, and then a gentle smile appeared on her face: "I think he must be a real hero." (to be continued)