Chapter 422 (1/2)

After a moment of stupidity like a fool, Milan suddenly realized something, rushed to Locke at a loss, knelt down to him and begged, "Lord Locke, please save Martin!"

From the fact that Locke is far faster than them and the momentum when avoiding the animal tide, Milan doesn't know that Locke is definitely stronger than them.

Middle rank attendants? Senior attendant? It doesn't matter. The important thing is that if Locke can save Martin, she is willing to pay any price.

It's ironic that Locke, who originally needed to be protected by them in the center, has now become her life-saving straw.

Lockwood didn't speak with his face. The surging tide of the animal tide kept his memory fresh. He didn't want to risk his life.

"Yes, Lord Locke, please. We will pay enough." At this time, Quaker, a middle-aged shield hand, also asked.

As a middle-level attendant, he can better understand what level of strong man Locke belongs to, the high-level attendant level? No, no, no, if a high-ranking attendant appears around him and he can't see it, he has been an adventurer for so many years.

Quasi Knight! Quaker's body trembled. A quasi Knight asked their team to escort. What's the purpose? Quaker had no time to imagine that black eating black happened from time to time on the east coast.

High ranking attendants and quasi Knights don't agree. Killing an adventurer team often spreads in the gossip of people in the tavern post station.

At this time, Locke really can't spend much effort to kill them. Quaker is gambling that the young knight won't hurt his hand.

The result of his gambling is correct. Of course, Locke will not kill them for no reason, but it is unrealistic for Locke to return to the forest to save Martin.

"It's been so long. I'm afraid Martin is dead." Locke stated a fact.

From a distance, the animal tide in the forest has gradually gone away. If it returns at this time, the danger will be smaller, but the danger is between big and small.

Locke doesn't want to take risks.

"No, not yet! I can still feel the spiritual feeling with the bloodthirsty vulture. Since my Summoner is not dead, Martin must still be alive! Please!" Milan said excitedly that she had completely lost the reserve that a magician should have, and begged Locke madly.

Locke is still hesitating.

"I still have 40% of my anger. I'll go back and save him!" Dal clenched his bow and arrow and turned to return to the forest.

"Dale, you..." Milan looked back at the desperate Dale.

"We came out of the village together. Of course we should go back together!" Dale gritted his teeth.

Locke sighed as he saw dahler's figure getting farther and farther away.

"Come back! Don't die, I'll try!" Locke shouted to Dale.

After telling Christine and Raffi nearby, Locke blew the green flute around his neck. In the frightening eyes of the members of the dawn light team, a giant scorpion dragon eight meters long and four meters high appeared in front of them.

"If I don't come back in an hour, you run in that direction first!" Locke pointed to a mountain in the northwest.

Riding Fermo, the scorpion dragon, Locke went to the route they had fled.

Most of the animal tide has passed, and now there are some idle miscellaneous fish and small characters wandering in the surrounding forest, which is why Locke dares to go deep into the forest again.