Gourmet Hunter - Chapter 385 (Patreon)

Chapter 385: Awe

Fatima was not a pampered princess; she could endure bloody scenes. But at this moment, seeing nearly a hundred sand thieves get their heads blown off, she couldn't hold back.

The sand thieves were not weak, and their killing skills were proficient. If placed in Heavens Arena, they would be at least at the fiftieth level, with some even reaching over a hundred. However, they did not understand Nen.

Nen ability is an insurmountable barrier between ordinary people and Nen users. Therefore, when Luo wholeheartedly killed the enemies, the sand thieves couldn't even get close. They didn't even know what happened before losing their lives.

At this moment, the pungent smell of blood wafted through the air.

The sand thieves and the soldiers of Golo Kingdom simultaneously stopped their hands, all eyes turning to the suddenly appearing god of death.

Superpowers, witchcraft, divine arts, magic...

To ordinary people, even if they didn't know about Nen, they would still have suitable terms to explain it.

At this moment, the scene of Luo stepping over the corpses made the sand thieves and soldiers feel a sense of awe.

In the long history of Kendia Desert, the position of a priest had always existed. The common people revered not the identity of the priest, but the divine arts mastered by the priest!

The means by which Luo slaughtered a hundred sand thieves in a short time were like divine arts in their minds.

Gerrot wouldn't think it was divine arts because he also understood Nen. However, even though Nen is an insurmountable barrier for ordinary people, it was not exaggerated to the extent Luo showed at this moment, easily crushing a hundred elite subordinates.

Ordering a hundred subordinates to test Luo had an unfriendly result. Gerrot couldn't gauge Luo's depth, but the fate of the hundred subordinates undoubtedly indicated that Luo was a dangerous figure. He immediately shouted, "Retreat."

As soon as the words fell, he turned his head and ran, being the first to flee.

The remaining sand thieves, without a word, raised the flintlock guns on the backs of their cattle, aimed at the Golo soldiers forming a military formation, and pulled the trigger. Accompanied by gunfire, the soldiers guarding the perimeter fell to the ground.

The efficiency of loading flintlock guns was extremely poor, with only about one shot per minute. Usually, the ammunition was fired before close combat with white blades. The Golo soldiers did just that. However, the sand thieves did the opposite, deciding to give the soldiers a farewell salute when retreating.

In the end, compared to the inefficient killing of flintlock guns, the sand thieves preferred the feeling of sticking white knives into the enemy's bodies.

About a hundred flintlock guns fired simultaneously, directly causing about fifty soldiers to fall in pools of blood.

After firing one shot, the sand thieves turned to follow Gerrot's figure.

The surviving soldiers glared angrily at the departing sand thieves, without any joy of surviving.

The sixth prince of Golo, on the verge of collapse, looked at the retreating sand thieves, then slumped onto the scorching sand, his mouth opening but no sound coming out, only a sense of post-disaster relief in his heart.

Gerrot's retreat was too decisive, not even taking any supplies or treasures. The sand thieves were also astonishingly disciplined, with no one showing any greed as they fled, a very wise decision.

Luo wouldn't let off the cruel and violent sand thieves so easily, chasing after them on foot.

In a chase that lasted ten kilometers, Luo gradually killed over a hundred sand thieves who fell behind before stopping.

If the sand thieves hadn't retreated so decisively at first, he was confident in killing them all.

Watching the remaining sand thieves disappear into the distorted air, Luo turned back to the original spot.

After this skirmish, the elite soldiers of Golo Kingdom were less than seventy. They were grateful for Luo's assistance and for saving the sixth prince's life. If the sixth prince died, even if they survived, death wouldn't be far.

When Luo returned, William was talking to a young man, with Buhara and Fatima standing silently nearby. The soldiers were tidying up the battlefield, collecting supplies and trying to retrieve the few armored Bulls that had been scared off.

Luo's arrival immediately attracted everyone's attention.

The soldiers stopped their actions, looking at Luo with eyes of awe and gratitude.

The young man talking to William also looked at Luo, paused, and then unceremoniously left William, walking quickly towards Luo.

"I am the sixth prince of Golo Kingdom. Now, you are my personal bodyguard. I'll give you five million a month, no, ten million!" The young man spread his arms, with a smile showing a hint of superiority, showing no sign of being scared earlier.

He hired Luo directly without asking for his willingness, thinking he was offering Luo a great fortune.

Not far away, William looked at the sixth prince and Luo, shaking his head slightly, feeling that Fatima's decision to abandon her identity and flee the marriage wasn't wrong.

Fatima, who finally recovered, sat on the armored Bull, looking at the sixth prince disdainfully. She had seen the sixth prince's loss of composure during the sand thieves' attack.

At that time, if the sixth prince had dared to swing his sword at the sand thieves, Fatima would have looked at him differently. Escaping the marriage was indeed the best choice.

Luo looked at the young man in front of him wearing golden robes, knowing he was the sixth prince of Golo and Fatima's betrothed, seeing the inherent superiority of a royal family member in him.

Such a stark contrast made Luo have a better impression of William and Fatima.

Facing the sixth prince's unilateral hiring, Luo smiled and said, "I am now William's personal bodyguard."

Instead of directly refusing, he gently passed the ball to William.

"Oh?"

Hearing this, the sixth prince looked at William not far away, feeling troubled. He was about to marry Princess Elba XII, William's sister. It seemed inappropriate to forcefully take talent.

From beginning to end, the sixth prince never considered that Luo would refuse. He didn't even know that the princess he was about to marry was sitting on an armored Bull not far away, looking at him with disdain.

Seeing Luo passing the ball to him, William gladly accepted it. Not wanting to delay further, he bid the sixth prince farewell after a few words and then led Luo and the others away.

The sixth prince was very unwilling but could only watch Luo, who seemed to have divine arts, leave with William.

After William and his party left, General Huzi approached and said, "Sixth prince, we need to leave here quickly. The smell of blood will attract many dangerous creatures."

"Did you find the runaway armored Bulls?" the sixth prince asked impatiently.

General Huzi stood there awkwardly, sighing inwardly, wishing the sixth prince had half of Prince William's qualities.

By helping the sixth prince, Luo obtained sixty-eight pages of the book, which was a considerable gain.

"How did you do it?" Fatima asked curiously.

"Want to know? Beg me," Luo winked at her.

"…"

Fatima gritted her teeth.

Nearby, William frowned slightly, thinking about going to Golo later.

It's only a two-hour journey from here to Elba. Once the sixth prince arrives in Elba, his and Fatima's unauthorized departure would be exposed.

However, with Fatima's disguise skills, it shouldn't be a big problem.

The biggest gain from rescuing the sixth prince was realizing Luo's extraordinary abilities.

They really should…thank Zelas and his group!

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