The Barrage Said, I Am the Final Villain In the Game

  Chapter 222 Are you so annoying?

"strangeness."

  In the middle of the jungle, Marquis Traore kicked a big tree, looked at the empty space in front of him, and frowned.

"where is it?"

  He is an experienced fighter, both on the battlefield and in the field.

   But now, after searching for a long time, he couldn't find the shadow of the monster no matter what.

   This is not right.

  The information sources he has are reliable and there is no possibility of problems, but he has been searching for so long, but he has never found any trace of the monster.

"moved?"

   Traore murmured suspiciously.

   But after thinking about it, it's not right!

   The habit of the "rotten short-lived ghost" does not belong to the active type, and even if he transfers, based on its characteristics, it should at least leave some traces, right?

   For example, corrupted ground and vegetation, etc.

  But why, he just can't find it?

   Shaking his head, he stepped forward again firmly, clearing a flat road to continue walking forward.

   But this time, he stopped after walking far.

  Holding his arms in his arms, Marquis Traore looked down at the two women: "Didn't you find it?"

   "No." Corinna said honestly, "We are not good at hunting in the wild, and the judgment of direction is all based on instinct, so..."

   "Okay, okay." Marquis Traore was very perfunctory towards the two girls who had no information to share, "Then keep looking."

  He looked around, but didn't see Lynn's shadow: "Is there another person?"

   "We separated, because the search efficiency may be more efficient." Corinna said.

"Oh."

  Marquis Traore didn't have any skills in chatting. Regarding the girl's explanation, he simply nodded to show that he understood, and he was not ready to continue.

  But Corinna didn't want to let go of this rare opportunity to get close to the Marquis.

  Seeing that the Marquis turned around and wanted to leave, she hurriedly called out, "Uncle Kaman."

   "I'm sorry, Miss." The Marquis interrupted her without looking back, "I don't like to chat too much when I'm concentrating on a certain matter."

"Forehead"

   "Besides, I know what you're here for."

  Traore stepped forward, his voice flat.

   "Your efforts and persistence are meaningless, because I will never agree to your proposal."

  He is not an idiot, he knows why the daughter of the Duke's family came to his manor, so he avoids it.

   Talking to people is a very troublesome thing, and it is impossible for Corinna to change what he thinks with just one mouth.

   What he pursues is what he wants, and unless he is killed immediately, no one can interfere with his thoughts.

   "I advise you to go home, to the place where you should be."

   Putting down the last sentence, the Marquis stopped talking to her and walked away.

  “.”

  Watching the generous back of the Marquis gradually go away, Corinna bit her lower lip, suddenly feeling powerless.

  Who said that soldiers can't speak, look, when he shows his tenacious will, it is enough to explain everything.

   "Abominable"

"Miss Corinna" Alyssa looked at the girl's pale face and comforted her, "Don't panic, when the merchants first bargained, they all gritted their teeth and said that this is the bottom price and it is impossible to lower it, but in the end it is not Will it drop?"

   "Don't be discouraged, as long as you are still here, there will be a chance to achieve your goal."

  Alyssa's words were full of relief, as if she said these words out of pity for the girl's current state, but in fact, she was only worried that if Corinna really left, it would affect her master's plan.

  It's a pity that Corinna didn't know this. She looked into Alyssa's eyes full of emotion and took a deep breath.

   "You're right." She smiled, "I'm not so easily defeated!"

   "It's not that easy to make me flinch with just a few words!"

  She cheered herself up in her heart, but she also knew that the possibility of achieving the mission goal was getting slimmer and slimmer.

  The Marquis is not a businessman, he is a warrior, a lord and general who commands many soldiers, and after such a person makes a decision, it is difficult to change it.

   But anyway, she had to try.

   Taking a deep breath, Corinna put aside her messy thoughts and asked Alyssa: "We haven't found it after searching for so long, where is Mr. Hodesos?" Does he have any information? "

  Alyssa shook her head: "No."

   "Boom—"

  Before the words fell, there was a sudden roar in the distance.

  The two hurriedly looked in the direction of the sound.

   is the direction the Marquis left.

  The noise this time was louder than the Marquis kicking a tree, so obviously he wasn't making the way.

   "He should have found it."

   The two looked at each other and hurried to follow.

   Not long after, they saw the frowning Marquis.

   "Damn, I really ran away. Strange, why didn't I leave any trace of leaving?"

  The Marquis looked at the rotten swamp that was empty in front of him, and his brows frowned even deeper.

  Normally speaking, even if the "rotten short-lived ghost" moves its nest, its moving speed will not be too fast, and it will not be fast, which means that it will entangle with the surrounding magic power.

  So, under normal circumstances, there should be a common path of corruption on the way out of the "rotten short-lived ghost".

   But now, he didn't find any trace of the "rotten short-lived ghost".

   "Could it be that he didn't run away, but was preempted by others? But there are no traces of fighting around here, it's strange, it's so strange"

  The Marquis felt that his knowledge was not enough, so he turned to look at Corinna and the two: "Miss, do you know what's going on?"

   Corinna shook her head vigorously.

  The analysis she made in a short period of time was not too different from that of the Marquis, and she was also puzzled.

   "That's right." Corinna winked at Alyssa, "Call "Mr. Hodsos" back. "

  Alyssa nodded, then took out a Sorcerer's Stone in a decent manner, and injected a ray of magic power shallowly.

   Not long after, Lynn also arrived at the scene.

   "Hey, kid." Marquis Traore asked before Corinna asked, "Did you find anything?"

   "Yes." Lynn's answer was different from Corinna's.

  He said solemnly: "I found that many big trees around have signs of being destroyed."

   "Uh..." the Marquis scratched his head, "It's possible that I did it."

   "No." Lynn shook his head, "I can tell clearly whether it's man-made or a monster."

  "Those destroyed big trees fell into a state of corruption, obviously the traces left by the "rotten short-lived ghost". "

"Oh?"

  The Marquis became serious: "Where is it?"

   Lynn points the way he came.

  The Marquis moved immediately, and the others followed behind him.

  After a simple judgment with his eyes, the Marquis agreed with Lynn's idea. Immediately, everyone followed the trail left by the "rotten short-lived ghost" all the way, and found that this monster may have left the jungle.

   "Tsk, it seems that there is nothing to gain today"

  Just as the Marquis looked into the distance and sighed, he suddenly noticed that there seemed to be smoke rising in the distance.

   "That direction, yes."

  In an instant, the Marquis' expression changed drastically.

   With a whistle, he called his war horse, left Corinna and the others behind, and ran away alone.

   Corinna was full of question marks: "This is... what happened?"

  Lin En did not give a definite answer, but said: "Follow up and have a look."

"it is good!"

   "Boom—"

  When the marquis's horse stepped into the range of the outpost, the soldiers had already ended the battle and were cleaning up the mess.

   "Come on! Tell me what happened!"

"Report!"

   Someone in the soldier camp immediately stepped out.

He straightened his back, with a serious face: "Seventeen minutes ago, we were attacked by the second-order monster "rotten short-lived ghost". 19 people were injured, 11 people were seriously injured, and another "

  The face of the reporter became a little cautious: "Young master and the others are also injured."

  The Marquis looked gloomy.

  But the reason for his ugly face was not because his son was injured, but because of the soldiers.

  If it was just such a few casualties, he wouldn't care at all.

   "Rotten Short-lived Ghost" is still a Tier 2 monster. Only 7 soldiers died and 11 were seriously injured, which is already a relatively good battle loss ratio.

   What he is worried about is the follow-up treatment.

   "Where is the injured person?"

   "We gathered them together and put them in a separate camp," the reporter said hesitantly, "But the young master and the others don't want to stay with everyone, so they added another camp for them."

  Marquis nodded: "Take me there."

"yes!"

  The soldiers led him between two adjacent camps.

   "The one on the left belongs to the soldiers, and the one on the right."

   Without waiting for the voice to hit the ground, the Marquis walked towards the tent on the left without hesitation.

   "Wow-"

  The camp tent was opened, and when the soldiers inside saw the Marquis, the lifeless look on their faces disappeared instantly.

  The seriously injured man struggled to get up with the support of the slightly injured man, and saluted the Marquis.

   "Go back." The Marquis forced them down with violent words.

  He looked around and said: "Stay well, I will find someone to treat you."

"grown ups!"

   "Thank you, my lord!"

  The soldiers fell to their knees with sobs.

  Among them, some of them did not know the horror of the "Curse of Rot" before, but after being popularized by science, they also knew what kind of torture it was.

  They are all ordinary people, and they all fear the coming of death.

  It’s hard not to be moved now by a commitment from a leader they respect.

   Heaved a sigh of relief, the Marquis turned and left the camp without saying any more words.

   Coincidentally, it seems that the leader of the team here also came to the Marquis.

"grown ups!"

   "Yes." The Marquis responded, and asked, "Except for them, how many other people were cursed when facing the "rotten short-lived ghost"? "

  The leader of the team hesitated for a moment, then whispered: "There are forty-three found now."

   "Is there anyone in the medical staff who can solve the curse?"

"No."

  Most of the medical personnel in the army are outstanding in treating injuries, but they really don't know much about the curse.

  Because of the curse, it is a relatively small existence, and creatures other than monsters are useless.

Because of this, healers who can dispel curses are very scarce resources, and most of them are employed by the Adventurer Association. After all, adventurers who run around every day can always be contaminated with some strange things, and they can use their strengths there , Earn more gold coins, and come to the army, which belongs to the wrong profession.

  The Marquis took a deep breath, and said coldly: "Go and find all the people nearby who can cure the curse!"

"yes!"

  The leader of the team saluted, turned and left.

  The Marquis looked at his back with cloudy eyes.

  Although he said that he would find someone to treat the soldiers, in fact, he also knew that those were just words of comfort.

  He, can't find so many people.

  Sitland is not a very prosperous place, and the resources here are very limited.

   Neither medical care nor education is top-notch.

  If it was in Ningrum City, he would definitely be able to turn what he said into reality, but in Setland, he couldn't.

   In other words, he was not allowed to do it when he was cursed to death.

   Taking a deep breath, the Marquis summoned a soldier.

"Go, find more camps, and house all the cursed people separately. In addition, their recent meals should be taken care of. Well, send them some more money. That's all, let's go find the logistics. "

  The soldier agreed with great reverence, turned around and informed the logistics.

  After that, the Marquis also left here.

  After he left, the soldiers finally relaxed and started talking.

   "My lord, what a good man."

   "Indeed, it is the luck of my life to be able to follow Lord Traore!"

"Yeah, if it was the beast I worked for before, and encountered such a troublesome "curse", I would probably gather all those cursed people without hesitation and burn them on fire—I can even think of him will say anything. "

   "'Treatment? Cure a fart! How much are you scumbags worth? Can I earn back the doctor's money?'"

"That's right, those nobles are actually all the same. They are not like our adults. They even set up a lot of tents for everyone to live alone, improve the environment, and even provide good food and money for special care. Why haven't I been cursed? "

   "When you put it that way, I suddenly realized that they might not have to train in the next few days, but they will have delicious food and money. I am a little envious of them."

   "Goddess, please give us another monster! This time, I must be severely injured!"

  “.”

   Marquis Traore, who had already left, obviously didn't know what the soldiers were talking about. Even if he heard it, he might just laugh it off.

  Unfortunately, it is not a smile with any good meaning.

   After he left the camp, he went to the command center where the military camp was located.

   "Come here, give me a list of all the infected people. And their tents. Mark who lives in which one."

"yes!"

  “.”

  In the dark corner, No. 2 silently watched the people in the command center get busy up and down, shaking his head slightly.

  After observing for a moment, he left the command center and went to the tent where the young master and others were.

  It's very lively here.

  Although they were injured, under the protection of the soldiers, their injuries were only minor injuries splashed by the aftermath of the battle, and they were harmless.

  At this moment, young master Traore was happily chatting with his companions, not worried about his own condition.

  They know they will be fine.

   "That's right." Amidst the excitement, someone remembered something and teased, "Do you think Ganassi has been with horses for a long time and has become a horse himself, which is why he was able to run so fast just now?"

   Everyone recalled the speed at which Ganassi escaped just now, and laughed loudly: "Very likely!"

   "That guy, if he doesn't do business all day long, he knows he's nestled in horse manure, and he's always beaten by horseshoes. It's probably because of this that he developed a reaction, hahaha!"

   "By the way. After Ganassi ran away, where did he go? Why haven't we seen him yet?"

   "This **** ran so fast, he didn't turn his head, and he didn't give us a hand, so we can only nest in this crappy place now. Tsk, he has already returned to the manor! Damn it, you bastard!"

   "Everyone, you must give him a good beating when you go back. Abandon us and go back to the manor to eat delicious food and drink spicy food. Is he ashamed?"

   "That's right, I'll settle the score with him when I get back!"

   "Okay, leave him alone, spoil the fun, let's talk about something else."

  “.”

  No. 2 exited the tent and looked at the shadow in another corner.

   "Tsk, are you so annoying?"

   "Woo—"

  Shadow trembled violently, but quickly returned to calm under No. 2's casual raising of his hand.

  (end of this chapter)