The Most Satisfied Reincarnate

* clank * * clank *

The sound of clashing between Desmond's barrier and the arrows made a loud, shattering sound, damaging the ears.

Desmond didn't blink as he enjoyed this sight. Instead, he frowned at the demeanor of the royal soldiers.

Instead of taking the initiative to protect the carriages, the royal troops charged forward in a turtle wall formation.

Where they gathered to form a rectangle and raised their shields, making them look like turtles where there was no gap for the arrows to enter, hurting them.

"HUA!"

"HUA!"

*clank* *clank*

Even though they were carrying shields that looked very heavy, the royal troops charged forward, as if it didn't affect their speed.

But suddenly, from the forest in front of them, they felt a burning sensation. Immedialty the soldiers had a bad premotion, then after they near the forest, they spotted a giant ball surrounded by fire suddenly visible, and it seemed shot straight at them.

Desmond's eyes widened, and his mouth twitched. He couldn't believe that this band of bandits even had a wizard in their side.

"The Kingdom is too relaxed handling about the situation of these bandits." Desmond shook his head, amused by the negligence of the kingdom. But he was also a little angry because if it weren't for the Guardians with him, maybe he should step in.

Even though Desmond has the strength of a person, 1st class swordsmen with dual classes, it was possible for him to fight back and survive for days, but it was impossible to completely annihilate them.

In addition, the enemy was in the dark, not knowing how many there were or what their next plan was, while his current position was in favor of the bandits.

The advantage of bandits is more significant than mine; I should not take a risk to battle unless it threatens my life. Also there is no benefit to fight first; it better used all of the remaining troops to weaken their troops' powers.

* swoosh *

"HAAAA!" And the results are predictable. The moment the fireball hit the formation of the royal soldiers, instantly their formation shattered, and the previously harmless arrows managed to pierce several parts of their bodies; some even pierced their helmets and stabbed directly into the brain.

It also caused the royal soldiers to bounce apart, and some of them even flying into the air and landed heavily injured.

This blow carried tough air, clearing the ground that had been destroyed by the explosion of the fireball.

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In addition, the ground that the soldiers had stepped on had now formed a black, hideous-looking hole with several human organs scatter around.

"Hisss." One of the soldiers hissed and breathed a sigh of relief in shock and still survived this terrifying attack.

Desmond then saw that, even though their comrade died, each of these Royal warriors did not let out a scream of pain or grieve over their comrade's death.

They were only shocked briefly by this terrifying effect and came back together into the same formation and slowly retreated.

Until now, for Desmond, the show was over; he was trying to look to the front row to find out what the mercenaries were up to.

To his surprise, as Desmond turned his gaze, he saw that all of the famous mercenaries didn't seem to care about royal troops.

They also faced problems, but it wasn't bandits but ordinary black wolves attacking one by one.

This made Desmond astonished; he did not know that mercenaries always had problems with the royal army, which ultimately confused him about their behavior with each other.

* clank * * clank *

The rain of arrows that had been focused on destroying the formation of the royal soldiers now began to spread again, attacking within a wide range, including Desmond's horse carriage.

* swoosh * * crack *

This time, Desmond saw an arrow break through the barrier defense, and it was right in front of his eyes from the carriage window. But only the head of the arrow made it through, while the tail of the arrow was caught between the barrier.

"Well, I was expecting this. At least it's enough for a few strikes. " Desmond then touched the head of the arrow and pulled it, making a small hole formed due to the pull.

"Custom Spell: Barrier." Desmond quickly reactivated his spell, causing the hole to refill with a new barrier.

He then examined the arrow he was holding, "There is nothing strange, without poison or added magic power." He then used his fingertips to touch the tip of the head of the arrow.

* creak *

"Sharp as usual." The skin from his fingertips was torn slightly, spitting out his red blood, which coursed through his hands and fell to the floor.

In the blink of an eye, after the blood fell to the floor, the skin that had been torn had recovered. "And as expected of my strange regeneration ability."

* blast *

When Desmond was observing the arrow he was holding, suddenly, a powerful gust of wind crashed into the carriage of the horse-drawn carriage, making him stagger even this gust dropped the arrow he was holding.

* boom *

Desmond had not yet had time to stabilize himself; a sound that was harsh, violent and hurting ears was heard loudly accompanied by a new wind so that the defense barrier of Desmond's horse carriage was immediately shattered.

* crash *

Besides that, his body was also slammed to the end to hit the wooden wall of this room.

* thump *

"Ouch" On the other hand, Laura, who was sleeping, was also slammed backward, but when she opened her eyes, all the things seemed to come attacking her.

Laura immediately became tense and avoided a vase that wanted to hit her head from the front.

* crash *

The flower vase fell, and Laura managed to stand on her two feet while looking at the messy state of the room.

Bookshelves fell off, scattering the books on the floor. The sofa in the living room was also thrown away, but it was still in good condition.

Besides, almost everything was destroyed. Laura then looked for her young master and found her young master had just been standing, tidying up his clothes.

"Your master—" Before Laura could call him, she saw the cold gaze of her young master giving her cold sweat and fear. Instantly she closed her mouth while trembled.

Desmond, who just stood up, didn't know what happened, but this incident made him upset. It was so fast that he couldn't react. Even the passive skill of his swordsmen was inactive.

His eyebrows arched downward with clenched fists. Some of his clothes were also seen torn from shards from other flower vases.

He then approached the window whose glass had been shattered by the incident only to see a large plain that had been a forest.