After kicking open the door, Brutus looked at the man opposite who was dumbfounded by his unknown words, and then saw the exquisite noble clothes on his body. This man should be Brutus' target, Baron Rupp.
Brutus was pleasantly surprised. He didn't expect it to frighten the other party - this was the effect he wanted.
He first took a few small steps to adjust his center of gravity, then held his shield and accelerated forward. He knew that when his combat skills were probably inferior to the opponent's, he had to rely on abundant physical strength and quick attacks to hit the opponent first.
Caught off guard.
He doesn't think that the barons of this era are all wastes who were raised to be fat pigs in a privileged life...
And that was exactly what happened. Baron Rupp reacted quickly and threw his freshly drained corpse in the direction of Brutus before he even gave Brutus a chance to get close.
With a "bang", Brutus, who was holding on to dozens of kilograms, had to slow down, but he quickly adjusted his pace and continued to rush forward while avoiding the corpse on the ground.
"Very good." Baron Rupp praised without reason, then raised a long sword and faced Brutus.
Brutus followed Fabrice's teachings to fight Baron Rupp for physical strength, but he soon discovered that this method did not seem to work. If he continued to fight according to the teachings so rigidly, he would be the one who exhausted his physical strength first.
Baron Rupp easily deflected Brutus' dagger that was stabbing him, and then easily dodged the shield attack. After a few blows, he suddenly put his foot on Brutus' shield.
However, Brutus was on guard this time. He always bent his knees to lower his center of gravity and withstood the kick without losing his position.
While Baron Rupp's center of gravity was still unsteady, he kicked off his calf, knocked Baron Rupp staggering with the shield in his hand, and then stabbed with all his strength.
The dagger was drawn out, leaving a conspicuous wound on Baron Rupp. Brutus did not pursue the victory, but once again distanced himself and took a breath - he now understood how important physical strength was, even though it was only mechanical.
The movement will also quickly consume stamina under the weight of the equipment.
Defense is the basis of offense. Brutus always kept Fabrice's teachings in mind. He tightened his left hand on the shield and adjusted his center of gravity again to defend against Baron Rupp's next attack.
"Very good, your blood must be delicious." Baron Rupp glanced at the still bleeding wound on his body, touched it and licked it, "But you won't be so lucky next."
Villains die because they talk too much, so I don't bother to tell you... Brutus knows this truth. Since he has the advantage now, there is no need to talk to delay time.
He began to close the distance, looking for opportunities to take the initiative to attack - now he couldn't let the other party start to delay.
Baron Rupp, who was standing there, dropped the sword in his hand, his eyes became blood red, he rushed forward and grabbed Brutus' shield with his claws, leaving a narrow strip of leather on the outermost layer of the shield.
of scratches.
Then there was a sound like it was breaking from Brutus' shield. When he heard the sound, he knew something was wrong, but Baron Rupp didn't give him any chance to react, and followed with a powerful and heavy kick.
Kicked him and the shield away.
"Fuck, how can you cheat instantly?" Brutus, who was in the air, felt that he was about to collapse this time. He fell heavily to the ground, and the dagger and shield in his hand fell beside him.
"Let me think about it, where is the best place to suck your blood?"
"Baron Rupp, why do you, as a noble, do such a thing?" Brutus put his right hand on his waist, and he slowly stood up from the ground, as if he had fallen unconscious.
"Nobles? Hahaha, nobles!" Baron Rupp laughed disdainfully, "With that little bit of power, what does it mean in front of divine power?"
Very good, tell me a little more... Brutus looked at the shield and dagger on the ground out of the corner of his eye, thinking about which one to take first.
"Oh? So you spread rumors, even slandering your daughter, just to usurp divine power?"
Baron Rupp looked at Brutus, feeling that this guy was at the end of his life and posed no threat. He just couldn't wait to vent his long-standing depression to others: "Slander? No, on the contrary, I will talk to my daughter
Let’s share our divine power and become gods together.”
"What about your wife?"
"Wife?" Baron Rupp suddenly paused, as if he remembered something, "Wife, my wife."
"Marina - no -"
Brutus looked at Baron Rupp who was suddenly going crazy and realized that the time had come. He threw the dagger he had just drawn with his right hand.
Baron Rupp waved away the dagger flying towards his head, and his blood-red pupils searched for traces of Brutus in the hall.
"Damn villain!" He seemed to be completely crazy this time, frantically destroying any visible items in the hall, and finally he looked out the door.
And Brutus, whom he was looking for so hard, had already pulled Juno, who had not yet reacted, outside the gate and ran towards the direction he came from.
"Fortunately, I saved some invisibility potion. I didn't expect it to be life-saving." Listening to the voices in the hall, Brutus held the dagger he just picked up in his right hand, and held Juno's bracelet with his left hand.
He followed her into the tunnel.
"Hey! Hey! Wake up, we will all die here if you continue to be in a daze." He patted the side of Juno's face with the blade of his sword.
Juno subconsciously touched the face stained with blood on the sword, and his dilated pupils finally recovered a little.
"Brutus?"
"Don't vomit. Now is not the time for you to vomit. You can vomit all over me when you get out." When passing by the pile of dead people in the middle, Brutus shouted to Juno, who looked like he was about to vomit.
However, physiological activities under strenuous exercise are difficult to control by subjective will. Although Juno did not want to vomit, he still vomited all over the floor during running.
Brutus had no choice but to carry her on his back and continue running towards the entrance.
"You killed Aunt Olena," she whispered as she spat on Brutus.
"What?" Brutus, who was still running as fast as he could, didn't hear clearly.
"You killed Aunt Olena." Juno's tears fell on Brutus' shoulder. "She saved me when I was about to die."
Brutus couldn't figure out what kind of drama she was singing: "But she is helping Baron Lupp kill people."
"But she has never killed anyone." Juno cried while vomiting.
"That makes no difference. When she knew about it but still helped Rupu, when she saw so many people dying here and still remained indifferent, when she even wanted to send you to death."
Brutus felt that he was a little inexplicably tired now, but he still tried his best to maintain a calm mind because the current conditions did not allow him to make mistakes in judgment.
"At least when I saw those tragically dead bodies, I only had one thought in my heart."