But in front of this horde of bandits, they had no power to resist!

A small village of twenty to thirty people was massacred in just half an hour.

The original hustle and bustle fell into silence.

In a relatively tidy wooden house, the sound of body slapping against body echoed repeatedly, accompanied by sobbing cries.

A few minutes later, the slapping stopped.

After letting out a low growl, Hall, looking satisfied, pushed away the pale figure in front of him.

Glancing at the young woman crying on the ground, that pale figure no longer sparked any interest in him.

At this moment, he had already entered into a state of sage-like calm.

Standing up, Hall dressed as he walked toward the wooden house's entrance.

Pushing open the wooden door, he saw three men waiting eagerly at the doorway.

Seeing Hall come out, joy immediately filled their faces.

Before they could speak, Hall took the initiative to say, "You guys enjoy yourself!"

The three men's faces immediately broke into smiles.

After giving their thanks, they rushed into the wooden house eagerly.

A terrified scream instantly rang out.

Fear, panic, despair...

The next second.

The sound of curses erupted.

"Damn, she killed herself? What a waste!"

"I didn't even get to touch her!"

"..."

The sounds from the wooden house naturally reached Hall's ears.

He casually glanced over, then looked away.

At this moment, he desired nothing.

Striding forward, Hall walked past several wooden houses and soon arrived at a larger wooden house.

This was the village chief's wooden house.

Inside, the wood in the hearth was burning fiercely.

Illuminating the once dim wooden house brightly.

Also, it drove away the cold of the Black Night.

Entering the wooden house, a figure clad in plate armor instantly caught Hall's eye.

With caution in his heart, he stepped forward and finally sat by the hearth, not daring to speak.

Anthony picked up a steaming wine pot beside the hearth and took a big gulp.

Exhaling a breath of heat, he then asked Hall, "Did you enjoy yourself?"

Hall remained tense and said, "Lord Anthony, I hope I didn't embarrass you..."

Anthony said calmly, "It's alright. Now the entire Iron Blood Brotherhood relies on you, your status has changed."

Hearing Anthony's words, Hall's face froze instantly.

He didn't know how to respond to Anthony's words.

Seeing Hall silent, Anthony continued, "You are the host she has chosen!"

"If not for your existence, we'd still be starving in the mountains and woods."

"Without you, the Storm Mercenary Corps would still be hunting us..."

"Hall, you are the benefactor of the Iron Blood Brotherhood!"

Hall felt uneasy, "Lord, you're joking..."

Anthony's scarred face remained calm, "Do I look like I'm joking?"

Hall immediately fell silent, not daring to speak further.

A moment later.

Hall could no longer suppress his curiosity and stared directly at Anthony, asking.

"Lord Anthony, what did you promise that shadowy... woman?"

"Why would the Storm Mercenary Corps, who took that fat pig Aiden's money, choose to abandon the hunt for us?"

The Mercenary Corps, after all, wasn't much different from their Iron Blood Brotherhood.

Except the Mercenary Corps paid a deposit at the Mercenary Guild and were tacitly legalized by the nearby Lord.

And the Iron Blood Brotherhood merely skipped the deposit-paying process.

Hall naturally knew, in the eyes of the Storm Mercenary Corps, they were just shiny Gold Pounds!

If they wiped them all out, they could collect the remaining payment, get the Gold Pounds.

But now.

The Mercenary Corps, known for their greed, had retreated!

Hall was bewildered.

The only possibility arose after that eerie shadow appeared.

As the leader of the Iron Blood Brotherhood, Anthony must have made a transaction with her.

As for what was traded… having fainted, he remembered nothing.

Anthony turned his head and glanced at Hall without a word.

Feeling the coldness in Anthony's gaze, Hall immediately became obedient, "Sorry, Lord Anthony, I was out of line."

Hearing this, Anthony finally withdrew his gaze.

"Hall, there are some things you don't need to know too much about."

"You just need to understand that you are the... Lord's host now!"

"During this time, you will not be harmed, and that is enough!"

Hall dared not question further, "Yes, Lord Anthony."

Meanwhile, in Hall's mind, thoughts whirred rapidly.

A host?

Does it mean that voluptuous woman's silhouette isn't a real person?

And it requires someone like him as a host?

While Hall's eyes were fixed on the fire, deep in thought.

In front of him, within the hearth, the fiercely burning flames began to ripple like water droplets!

Hall's eyes narrowed, his entire body sprung up like a coil.

"Lord!"

Hall couldn't help but call out as a warning to Anthony.

However.

Anthony merely glanced at the hearth indifferently, his face still calm.

He even picked up the wine pot beside the hearth, taking a gentle sip.

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