Chapter 56: Red Wolf Mercenary Corps

  "Francis Lant, ahead! I think there's an ambush!" Ed halted his horse.

  "Hmm! You felt it too, I thought it was just my imagination!" Lante said lazily, his tone making it seem like the matter had nothing to do with him.

  Francis looked at Ed and Lant in surprise, with their strength they shouldn't be able to feel something that far away, was it intuition? If so, these guys' intuition was pretty accurate.

  "Dis, how many are ahead?" Francis asked, feigning ignorance.

  "Two hundred and fourteen people, one saint stage, four eighth stages, three kilometers away from us." Dais's eyes closed, directly reporting a string of numbers that surprised Ed and Lant.

  These two...! Ed and the others stared at Dis in surprise. Normally, Dis was always so arrogant and dismissive of Ed's group. Of course, Ed and the others didn't want to provoke him, so they didn't really understand his strength. But from what he just said, a Saint-level and four 8th-levels... just how strong was he? The Dis in front of them suddenly gave off a very mysterious feeling.

  "Haha! Don't doubt it, Dis is the strongest here!" Francis looked at Ed and Lant's surprised faces, afraid that they wouldn't believe him.

  "A saintly rank! I say, do you think we can escape from the saint's hands?" Lant narrowed his eyes and asked Francis. Francis gave him a more and more mysterious feeling, with such a guard, was he really a fallen noble?

  "Hehe! If Mr. Dismausk is right... I can still take down a Saint-level opponent!" Ed touched the spatial ring on his hand, although he was driven out by his grandfather, but at least it gave him some life-saving things! "However, after taking down that Saint-level opponent, I won't have any more strength to fight, so the rest will be up to you guys!"

  "Ade, isn't that necessary! Francis, let's see the real strength of these guards!" Lant said lazily, and he began to suspect Francis' true identity.

  "Haha!" Francis smiled and nodded, the strength of these people around him was indeed a bit inconsistent with his identity, Lantte had already suspected.

  "Hey, Lant, that's going too far!" Ed frowned, everyone has their own secrets, what is Lant doing today...?

  "It doesn't matter, everyone will find out sooner or later! Dis, Aeolus, which one of you is going to make a move?" Francis didn't mind Lant's suspicion, after all, his mysterious appearance was indeed a bit suspicious.

  "A bunch of nobodies, I'm not interested!" Dais rejected directly.

  "I'll do it! If Dis decides to take action, it won't just be a matter of a few people dying!" Eurus hastily said, if Dis took an interest, then probably not one person would survive.

  "Also!" Francis suddenly thought that Dis's move was a bit too frightening, after all, the old Pope was also scared...

  Ade and Lant stared at Dis in surprise, "The Sacred Step is just a trivial matter... What exactly..."

  "Brother! Why aren't you leaving?" Aisha asked, lifting up the carriage's curtain.

  "Nothing now, let's go!" Ed said, urging his horse forward. The group followed the main road ahead.

  "Squad leader, they've arrived!" In the forest, a group of tall men in red clothes gathered together. The leader was a bald-headed giant over two meters tall, wearing leather armor and with a large sword inserted beside him.

  "Hmph! Even our Red Wolf Mercenary Group's people dare to provoke me, I'd like to see who it is?" The bald big man sneered, with four 8th-rank warriors standing beside him.

  "Squad leader, is this okay? I heard the other side are just a few young people, possibly nobles out on a trip! If we do this..."

  "Hmph! What's the point of caring so much?! We mercenaries have always lived on the edge of life and death! If worst comes to worst, we can just go to the Chaotic Kingdom, I've heard it's a paradise for mercenaries!" The big man rubbed his bald head. According to the explicit regulations of the Caesar Empire, large mercenary groups were prohibited from entering towns. With over 200 people in their group, they weren't allowed into any town and could only live on the outskirts. Even when they sent a few people out to buy some wine, they got beaten up, who can swallow this insult?

  "Squad leader, they're here! They're coming right up the road ahead!" a red-clad swordsman exclaimed as he ran over, panting heavily.

  "It's finally here, let's go and see if I don't slaughter them!" The big man pulled out the large sword that was inserted into the ground, this sword was incredibly over two meters long, it's really unknown how he swung it.

  As soon as the great Han gave an order, more than 200 people stood up and walked over. On the main road, Francis and his party were riding horses, standing still in place, as if waiting for them.

  "You're quite bold, aren't you! Still daring to wait for us here, surround them all, not a single one can be let off!" The bald man glared at Francis and his group riding on horseback with an air of ease, suddenly furious, ordering his subordinates to surround Francis' party.

  "There are really a lot of people, we're surrounded!" Lant said lazily, anyway Francis had so many experts around him, he wasn't worried at all.

  "There are so many people!" Deloris lifted the curtain of the carriage and saw that there were three layers of mercenaries surrounding the carriage, and she said curiously.

  "Squad leader, the enemy is so fearless, they must have something to rely on! We..." a level 8 swordsmen spoke up to remind.

  "What a load of nonsense! You little brats think you can reach the Sacred Realm like me?" The big man said impatiently.

  "But, Captain, I couldn't see the true strength of those two!" The swordsman pointed at Eriol and Dis.

  "It's just a magic tool for the rich! All bark and no bite, they're only a few years old, yet they can reach the holy rank? You should use your brain too! If you're afraid, we can go up together later, the five of us, whatever tricks they have, we won't be afraid!"

  "Yes! Understood!"

  "You few, you're the ones who hit my subordinates!" The big man raised his large sword, and to be honest, this sword matched with his height was indeed very intimidating.

  This bald man is the captain, is he that Saint-tier? Ed and Lant eyed the leading bald swordsman, his towering physique was like a high tower, the long sword in his hand, was he a power-type swordsman?!

  Aiolos jumped off his horse and walked to the opposite side of the big man "Those few people were beaten by me!"

  "Hey kid, do you know who we are?" The big man glared at Eryndor Thorne with a pair of fierce cow-like eyes.

  "Whoever dares to lay a hand on the young master, no matter who it is, I will..." Eriolus was not moved by the swordsman's aura at all, and a golden light slowly appeared on his body.

  "Bastard! ———— Die!" The bald swordsman was furious, swinging his giant sword and charging towards Aiolos. The four eighth-rankers were worried that he had an ulterior motive, so they also drew their swords and followed him in the charge. The surrounding group of mercenaries immediately cheered, cheering on their leader.

  "Squad leader, take him down!" "Alright, but he's just a young punk anyway!"

  Lance and Ed's attention was now focused on Aiolos, who was a Saint and four 8th class warriors. What could he do?

  As the five swordsmen charged towards him, Aeolus's body slightly bowed, his right fist clenched and drawn to his abdomen. Looking at the five people in front of him, he said softly: "Lightning... Speed of Light Fist!"

  A golden net was woven from the intersecting rays of light, directly enveloping the five swordsmen. Within the net, the surface of the long swords in the hands of the five swordsmen slowly shattered, and finally the entire body of the sword was actually broken into pieces, even the leather armor on their bodies did not escape. In an instant, the five people lost their ability to move and fell to the ground.

  The scene was silent, the mercenaries who were just waving flags and shouting, now stared at their commander lying on the ground with eyes wide open and white. "No... way! The commander is a Saint!" "The commander's body... is said to be invincible!" "...""Monster!"

  He actually only used one punch, Ed was shocked to look at Eriol, this man no matter what kind of opponent he faced, would defeat them with just one move! "Francis, what...what kind of martial arts is this!" Ed saw the golden light on Eriol's body and thought it was the aura of his fighting spirit.

  "Lightning Speed Fist! This is Aeolus' ultimate technique!" Francis smiled slightly, and Ed thought that if this was a fighting skill, then it couldn't be better. Looking at Aeolus' previous move, it seemed that his training in the Beast Country had increased his strength quite a bit.

  "Lightning... Lightspeed Fist? What kind of martial art is this?" Ed and Lant said in unison, they had never heard of such a martial art before, but its power was so strong! "What was that light just now?"

  "That was Aeolus's High-Speed Fist! The characteristic of the Lightning Speed Fist is that its attack trajectory is like a lion opening its big mouth to hunt, which can lock the enemy in it and cleverly control the enemy, making it impossible for the opponent to respond. It's not just a simple high-speed attack. This move is called 'Lion's Fang', with a majestic momentum like a male lion's roar, it's a very powerful and overbearing technique. Even if it's an ordinary Divine Rank, if you don't have any special skills, facing this move will only lead to defeat." Francis slowly explained, looking at the bewildered expressions of Ed and others.

  "!" Ed and Lant listened to Francis' explanation, speechless for half a day, only feeling that the Aiolos standing in front of the five swordsmen was so invincible!

  "Quick...run!" A mercenary turned around and fled, joking that even the captain of the Holy Order was defeated, what could he do even if he fought with his life on the line.

  "Ah! —— Ah!" The remaining mercenaries also fled in a hurry, the enemy in front of them was too powerful, the Red Wolf Mercenary Corps was finished, and they had to plan their lives again.