After hundreds of battles, Grush has abandoned the swordsmanship he once learned, not that those swordsmanship is useless, but those things are used for novices to learn how to use weapons and how to fight, and now he no longer needs these things, he does not need to be bound by frames.

Started to deceive the enemy with a false move, kicked his feet, his body crashed into the enemy's arms, his elbow was the enemy's stomach, and the long sword was knocked up along the enemy's subconscious retreat, knocking on the enemy's chin, successfully stunning an enemy, and all this happened in two seconds.

Brushing aside the enemy who had fallen on his shoulder, Grush's icy gaze swept towards the others.

There are three more......

Grush's ability to easily defeat the remaining enemies was nothing to him, after all, he was a legend, and the enemies were just four thieves.

But here is what makes him wonder, how did these four thieves break into a nobleman's estate and kill a nobleman?

The commoners of the Kurt Kingdom were very poor, precisely because the nobles levied heavy taxes, and the nobles only cared about their own food, drink and entertainment, and rarely ran the territory, and most of the work was handed over to their own stewards and cronies, which led to the poverty of the Kurt Kingdom as a whole.

However, the plight of the commoners represented the prosperity of the nobility in a way, and this view was most evident here in the Kingdom of Kurt.

The nobles of the Kurt kingdom were quite wealthy, at least in Grush's eyes, they were extremely poor and extravagant all day long, and organizing a dinner party could make a family of five ordinary commoners live a full life for a year or two.

Because of its proximity to the Galore Mountains, the abundant earth elements are still condensed and not dispersed under the earth, so there are many minerals, and these veins are held by the nobles, even if they are mined for hundreds of years.

Although these guys are bastards, they also have a bit of aristocratic shrewdness, they know how to be careful in their calculations, and they will limit the amount of mineral mining every year, and it is also something that the nobles of the entire kingdom must abide by, they have obtained a lot of wealth from these mineral resources, and there will be magical veins in the territory close to the Black Forest, otherwise those nobles would have fled from that vicinity a long time ago.

The nobles of the Kurt Kingdom are not short of money, let alone ordinary thieves, and even some rebels may not be able to kill those who are relatively wealthy.

Those nobles knew what they had done, and naturally they would spend a lot of money on protecting themselves, and they were quite afraid of death, so Grush believed that he had been deceived this time, and it was not the four bandits he tracked down who killed the nobleman at all, but someone else.

Looking at the few bandits who fell at his feet, the holy warrior frowned deeply, took out a few hemp ropes from his backpack, tied the four bandits to them, and woke them up one by one.

The unfeigned fear in their eyes reminded him that he might have really found the wrong person.

Not only are these guys not strong, but they don't have any breath of the lower plane on their bodies......

He set off from the home of a nobleman who was 'accidental', looking for clues all the way, racking his brains to think of countermeasures, but he didn't expect to be misled.

Presumably, the possible devil was hiding behind his back and snickering at his stupid performance, even though he had tracked it down, but he still let the guy escape, Grush's heart was secretly annoyed.

He pulled the strings of twine, and prepared to take the bandits back to the town and hand them over to the local church—he didn't want to talk to the local guards if it wasn't necessary, and he wanted to vomit at the sight of their greedy and ugly appearances.

"Lord Ranger, please don't hand us over to those soldiers, we'll be hanged by the lord!" The four robbers were tied around their bodies several times, and then connected by the same rope, the end of which was held by Grush, and the leader cried so hard that even a few tears were squeezed out.

"We are also forced to do so, all because the fat pig has to levy heavy taxes, but it is a disaster year, and there is no way for us to run out!" The leader cried loudly, "Please let us go, you are kind-hearted, and we are willing to change our minds and stop being robbers......"

The other three did the same, and for a moment, the noisy cries startled countless birds in the woods.

But Grush was unmoved, and did not even turn his head back to look at them.

When the cries of the bandits gradually subsided, it seemed that they felt that they could not touch the heart of this 'ranger master' by doing so, so they simply stopped doing useless work.

“...... I've heard something like that many times. Grush walked ahead, pulling the staggering robbers forward, "but without exception, none of the robbers will keep their promises, and the words spoken by the robbers are like spitting saliva, and in a moment they forget about it." Thankfully, I only trusted them once, and that time I watched them in the shadows, only to be back in business the next day, and after that, I never believed the bandits. ”

The icy voice rang in the ears of several of the bandits, silencing them all.

That's the case, they really want to do it, and they know that their crying is useless in the face of this ranger, so they don't continue to do it.

After walking for about a few hours, Grush returned to the town with a few bandits and handed them over to the local church, and then he prepared to continue to exterminate the monsters around the town.

Whether these bandits will be hanged by the lord in the future is no longer relevant to him, although they may have been pitiful in the past, but after they become bandits, they also become oppressors, and they are no longer 'poor people'.

If they had joined the Resistance, perhaps Grush would have looked at them differently, but they didn't, and after being oppressed, they didn't choose to rebel, they didn't choose to continue to be insensitive, but chose to oppress others in a different way.

So Grush won't pity these guys, even if he didn't use [Good and Evil Discrimination], he knew that these guys must have blood on their hands.

But before continuing to exterminate the monsters, he had to go to the local tavern, which was a gathering place for adventurers and merchants, even if the Kurt Kingdom had heavy taxes, as long as it was a country, there would definitely be merchants and adventurers, as well as mercenaries.

After checking his gear and removing any identifying items, Grush messed up his hair and soiled his clothes before heading towards the tavern.

His expression became bitter, his posture became lazy, and there was a strong sense of decadence all over his body - from now on, he was an adventurer!

Pushing the door and entering the tavern, Grush smelled a strong smell of wine, not as romantic as described in the adventure, in fact, this smell should be more of a mixture of wine and sweat, and the smell of feet that came from nowhere, and the smell of feces and urine wafting from the street outside, these smells were mixed together, quite pungent.

If you are a normal novice, you can't stand the smell at all, but for the adventurers and mercenaries, this is their 'home' - the taverns and inns located all over the continent, which are permeated with this smell all the time, are their home.

The veteran will proudly say to the newbies that it is the 'taste of home', which is difficult for Grush to understand, but he does not need to understand either.

Most of the people sitting here are pathetic people, their skeletons just celebrating that they have survived another day.

The moment Grush entered, the entire tavern fell silent, and his eyes were focused on the door.

But when he shouted, "A glass of ale, no water," the crowd around him burst into laughter.

"There's no such thing as an unwatered ale here!" they shouted in unison, then raised their glasses and cheered, and laughter filled the tavern again.