"I have already drank the healing potion. Don't waste any more energy. My companions need you more." Gavin seemed to recall some painful experience and shook his head repeatedly, thanking the young priest for his magical healing skills. After Gavin finished drinking, he put the small cylinder with a small label inside into his medicine belt, just like his own stuff. "That's right, that's right... I heard from the chief priest that those creatures who gained the power of demons used their souls to exchange powerful power with the demons. They are extremely evil and cruel... That purgatory jackal must be very powerful. Well... has that devil's servant been purified by you?" I don't know if the girl priest is too simple-minded or she is attracted by Gavin's adventure stories and is completely unaware of Gavin's banditry. "It is indeed very powerful!" Gavin recalled the ferocious and ugly appearance of the Purgatory Gnoll, and nodded involuntarily, "Because we misjudged the enemy's strength and only had time to kill the culprit, many Gnolls fled, so, We need to make more preparations to prevent encounters. These potions are prepared for this. If they are not used, I will return them in full. If they are used, I will pay according to the market price. " After Gavin filled up his combat potion belt, he began to stuff it into the girl priest's belt. Seeing that there was an extra belt in the cabinet, he pulled it over and stuffed it equally, and tied it around his waist. No one has too much stuff, but it’s a bit inconvenient, but it’s not a big problem. The young pastor, who has never left the village or church, is innocent and cute, but has no idea about many things, and was led astray by Gavin. Not only were there a bunch of various magic potions and scrolls, but even the clothes were changed into a slightly larger leather armor, with a thick leather jacket underneath, which was completely stretched out. It fit well, but the slim and well-proportioned body was enough. The feet are three times thicker, and when viewed from a distance, they look a bit chubby. Coupled with the round cheeks of baby fat, they have an inexplicable sense of joy. She was carrying a small buckler and straddling a heavy mace. Looking at how skillfully she held them, one could tell that she had worked hard on it. "Wait...wait..." Just as she was about to walk out of the church door, Anna suddenly remembered something and ran back in a hurry. When she turned back again, she held a prayer book thicker than her fist in her arms. She hadn't thought about how to deal with the part that was stained by her saliva before, and she was afraid that the chief priest would suddenly come back and see it, so she decided to take it with her and think of a solution on the way.
Gavin, who had evil intentions, didn't stop her when he saw this situation. He had no intention of letting her come back anyway. Anna's equestrian skills were also surprisingly skillful. Even when walking at night in the mud where the spring snow had just melted, she could still keep up with Gavin's pace. They had been gone for nearly three hours, and just when the innocent girl pastor was getting suspicious, she wondered whether she had been deceived. Gavin made a hissing gesture, stepped on the stirrups, straightened his legs, stood up, and looked like he was listening. After a few seconds, he sat back and said, "I didn't expect those bastards to be quite brave. He actually dared to gather back. Fortunately, he was well prepared, otherwise he would have suffered a big loss. Wait a minute, follow me, and we will fight in. " "Oh oh oh!" The young priest nodded repeatedly. There was no fear of the first battle on her face, only the eagerness of a newborn calf who was not afraid of tigers. The small round shield and heavy mace were already in her hands. What boy or girl is not full of yearning for the adventurous life in the wild? Anna didn't know how many times she had conceived the scene in front of her in her mind, and now it was finally coming true. Wow! Wow! Wow! At this moment, Anna finally heard clearly. There was a series of dog barking in the distance, but this kind of barking was very permeable, a bit like the long-drawn cry of a baby, high-pitched and harsh, which was the unique sound of hyenas. When these scavengers appear, usually their masters, the gnolls, are not far away. Gavin led the young priest on horseback and trotted all the way around a hill, but he didn't see the expected figure. Only the hay bushes about half a person's height on both sides were shaking constantly, as if something was sneaking in them. Facing a small wooden house, the rickety figure was spinning around in circles, waving weapons from time to time. At the same time, he turned around and looked over. There was unconcealable malice in his blood-stained eyes. Wow! The tallest and strongest one looked up to the sky and let out a howl, as if blowing a charge horn. Those figures exuding malice all rushed towards the two men. As the charging speed became faster, their bodies got lower and lower, and finally they used their hands and feet together, like giant hyenas. The hay bushes on both sides shook even more violently, and vicious figures rushed out first with their big mouths open. Some aimed at the throats of the war horses, some went straight to the knights on the war horses, and some It was aimed at the horse's legs. It was obviously a group of wild beasts, but it showed superb cooperation. "rush!" Gavin ignored them at all. After the run-up in front, their horses picked up their full speed. These animals were destined to miss everything. Their real blocker is at the front.
The strongest jackal rushed the fastest and was right in front of Gavin in the blink of an eye. The hyena's face was filled with natural malice, and Gavin seemed to be able to clearly smell the stench coming out of its body and mouth. The jackal pushed hard against the ground and jumped up. His curled body straightened, his knee-length arms stretched out, and the spear thrust out fiercely showed an amazing attack range. The enemy who was galloping on horseback would send his chest to its spear. Explosion! Gavin's blue eyes suddenly lit up, and an invisible energy burst out. Mind explosion. The attacking jackal froze in the air for a moment, as if someone had pressed the pause button, although it was only a few tenths of a second. It was enough for Gavin. The lowered spear effortlessly pierced into his throat that he had voluntarily exposed. Gavin just picked it up, and the powerful impact brought by the horse's speed opened half of his neck. His body tilted slightly to the right, and the spear that was originally stabbing at his chest was on his left side. His left hand took advantage of the situation and pulled it, and the original owner lost the grip and was easily captured. The spear drew a semicircle in the air, and Gavin threw it out, piercing the chest of another jackal who had just jumped. The spear swept across and hit the slender waist of the third jackal, completely deforming his posture. He lay on the ground, howling, with only his upper body struggling, and his lower body no longer moving. Obviously, his spine was broken. This jumping tactic of the jackal is very useful against infantry, especially groups of militia or ordinary people. It will allow them to directly jump into the enemy's interior, create chaos, and then start a bloody killing. But against cavalry, this tactic is a bit like delivering food. When they are suspended in the air, they are perfect targets. Just one round. Seven jackals, one dead, one injured, and one disabled. The rest howled twice, and dared not continue the original jumping, and jumped directly past Gavin, letting him gallop away with Anna. "Too... too... too handsome!" This was the first time the young priestess had seen such a scene, and her eyes were fixed on him without blinking. All the movements of the other party were smooth and flowing, and there was an indescribable beauty in the cruelty. This feeling made Anna feel a strong sense of guilt. How could a priest of a benevolent god have such an evil idea? Gavin had no intention of making a comeback, and he rushed towards the cabin without slowing down.