"Don't tell me it's for honor or for the sake of civilian casualties...... It's going to make me laugh out of my big teeth! ”

Gedrell didn't wait for Dicator to speak again, and said so.

The mockery in the words is palpable.

And Dicator did not refute it.

After all, in the end, both of them know the roots.

Just as Dicator knew Gedrell's violent temper, Gedrell also knew that Dicator was definitely not a person with a so-called sense of honor.

Otherwise, Dicator would not have become the secret agent of Lua City.

To be exact, it is...... Pre-secret probe.

However, both the predecessor and the current one.

For Dicatol, Gedrell has nothing but wariness and disgust.

Therefore, even if he is surprised by the other party's behavior, Gedrel only thinks that the other party has some ulterior motive.

However, Dicator remained silent, wiping the weapon in his hand with a gauze soaked in poison.

"What the hell are you going to do?"

And this made Gedrel more and more irritable.

Even, he couldn't restrain himself and took another step forward, but when Dicator looked at him, he took another step back and returned to his original position.

No matter how irritable he was, Gedrel did not lose his reason.

Although he ridiculed Dicatol, he didn't want to cause a fight between the two.

At least, not at the beginning of the beast tide.

"Strength!"

And Dicator finally finished wiping the last weapon, he said.

"Strength?"

Gedrel raised an eyebrow.

"Hmm. That's right strength - I need a battlefield, not a prison cell, I need a sword, a halberd. Instead of whips and soldering irons, I need to deal with strange beasts, not guilty or innocent people! ”

Dicator nodded.

On the other hand, Gedrel looked at Dicator with a ghost-like look.

"You're Decator? Are you sure it's Decatol? ”

Gedrel asked.

"Of course!"

Dicator nodded.

"Then why did you come up with such an idea? If you were really Dicatol, you would be hiding in the shadows, looking for some evidence, and then arresting people and putting them in a prison that never saw the light of day! ”

Gedrel looked at each other puzzled.

"That's right!"

Dicator did not deny it, however. But he said, "People always change, and so do I—I used to think that being a spy in Ruya was a profession worthy of my life." But when I met some people, I suddenly realized that the reason why I like to be the secret agent of Rua City is only because I like to see the powerlessness of the arrested and the prisoners. And I can use my power. Make them even more powerless! ”

"You twisted fellow!"

Gedrell snorted coldly.

"Thanks for the compliment! But I suddenly realized that I was wrong, and I was a mess - my power is not mine, but is built of many components, and what I really need is simple, pure power, which belongs only to me, not with the help of other people's strength and power! ”

Dicator put the weapons and potions on the special vest one by one, and then. He put on his cloak and picked up the halberd.

"So. You're going to the battlefield? ”

Gedrel looked at Dicatol.

"That's right, that's where the battle spirit is improving the fastest, isn't it?"

Dicator laughed, and strode towards the crowd that had been drafted and gathered.

"By the way, help me take care of my disciple and don't let him have an accident!"

After a slight pause, Dicator continued on his way.

He didn't mean to wait for Gedrel's answer.

Because, he knew that Toran was completely safe by Godreel's side.

"Damn! Bastard! What are you talking to yourself? Tell you I will never ......"

Gedrell muttered and returned to the outpost.

Looking at Torang, who was standing on the side of the city wall and watching Dicator go on the expedition, he couldn't help but say: "Your teacher is a twisted guy, he fights for strength, not for honor!" ”

"What's wrong?"

Tolang didn't look back, he just asked rhetorically, he muttered to himself in a low voice: "As long as you have enough strength, you can stop everything!" I don't want that to happen again, so I'm going to be stronger! Powerful enough that any monster can ignore it, and let them pay for it with blood! ”

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Gedrel looked at Toran's slightly cold, but youthful side face, and couldn't help but shake his head: "Crazy! There's a twisted guy! ”

……

Under a leeward sand dune, Dean rested for a moment and set off again.

There is no need for water and food, and Dean has stepped into the 'domain' level at this moment, and only needs a little rest to make himself energetic.

And that's what Dean is able to do alone in the desert.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

As soon as Dean raised his palm as he was moving forward, several [Invisible Sword Qi] shot out and hit the sand, and suddenly, in a muffled sound, blood spilled out from under the sand.

Alien Beasts!

It hardly takes to look at it, Dean is sure.

The next moment, Dean looked at the sand dunes in the distance and sneered.

He discovered the breath of a human!

This is the first human that Dean has discovered along the way, and it is very close to the alien beast.

The instinct of the alien beast overcomes the existence of the brain, and you want them not to do anything about the food?

Dean didn't think of any other way than complete control and domination.

As for the like-mindedness?

On more than one occasion, Dean has seen alien beasts gnaw on the corpses of their so-called kind.

And there is only one possibility for this human to appear near the alien beast without being attacked or devoured!

That is: the other party is the ruler of this group of strange beasts!

As for civilians?

The likelihood of that is simply too low.

Not to mention the instinct of the alien beasts, Dean alone has only encountered groups, teams or scattered alien beasts along the way without finding a single civilian.

Suffice it all to say.

Moreover, in the process of the alien beast's change of attack on him, Dean had a hint of speculation.

It's just that Dean wants to find the Emerald Grand Duke more than to entangle with these guys, so Dean doesn't pay more attention to these guys.

However, Dean didn't expect that the other party would take the initiative to provoke him.

Call!

Dean raised his hand, and endless suction appeared from the palm of his hand, and with a whirlwind, pulled out the hidden person.

It's just that the other party's actions were a little unexpected by Dean-

Rumble!

As soon as he came to Dean's face, the other party burst out like this.

With a scorching flame.

PS Second Update~

A decadent foodie friend recommended a private dish to Decadence~~

Decadent night to try to say~

This chapter is timed~

Thanks to the prodigal son wandering in the four seas, turtle0920, orz meow 200 starting coins for the reward, strengthened Bartlets, and the reward of no less than 10 starting coins in the falling wind~~~ Decadence bows again and thanks to everyone's support~~~ (To be continued......)