Chapter 16: The Good Man Richard

Accompanied by the neighing of the bone horse, the Yunlong chariot slowly drove out of the Duke's mansion and walked away on the bluestone road. Duke Stan stood outside the door of the mansion, smiled and waved his hand to say goodbye to "Master Victor". But when the chariot turned the corner, he suddenly restrained his smile and turned to instruct: "Xude, go and invite Viscount Simmons. Tell him that I have prepared what he wants..."

Similar to Duke Stan's good mood, the two people in the speeding chariot, and the two pigs were in a very good mood. An Ruoran and Naya counted the sapphire they had just obtained, and laughed together so hard that they could not see each other. Vivian lowered his head and checked the list, looked at it for a long time and suddenly cheered, hugging An Ruoran's cheek and slapping heavily.

"Then, there is no problem!" An Ruoran smiled slightly while stroking the sweet cheeks. Vivian nodded excitedly, then turned to look out the window: "An An, we should not go back to the hotel, go directly to Uncle Richard's house. When I hand over this list to him, my father can clear the charge."

An Ruoran snapped his fingers without any objection, and the two bone horses immediately deflected and dragged the chariot toward the southeast. Unlike the luxurious Duke of Stan, Marquis Richard, who is kind in a kind personality, prefers pastoral life, so his mansion is also located in the suburbs outside the city. Under the guidance of Vivian, the chariot quickly drove out of the city gate and ran on the beautiful fields, and the outline of the manor gradually appeared in their sight...

After a while, the chariot slowly stopped at the entrance of the manor. The roar had already alarmed dozens of guards to come hurriedly. After seeing Vivian's figure, several servants rushed back to the manor to report. An Ruoran hugged Vivian for a few minutes and saw an old man walking hurriedly along the stone steps, and his vicissitudes of face were already full of smiles.

Overall, the Marquis Richard was somewhat similar to Santa Claus. His fat and bloated body was a little clumsy, but his red face always had a smile. After seeing him, Vivian immediately jumped out of the chariot and rushed forward quickly. When she hit her, Richard almost fell to the ground, thanks to the support of several servants.

"Uncle Richard, I found the list, I found it!" Holding Richard tightly, Vivian couldn't help but burst into tears when he remembered the difficulties he had experienced in recent days. Richard was slightly stunned and shouted in disbelief: "What, what? Vivian, you shouldn't really listen to my advice and go steal that list!"

"Yes, and I've got it!" Vivian lay in Richard's ear with a full face of pride and said softly. Listening to her narration, Richard's expression gradually changed from doubt to surprise, and then slowly turned into a smile. After a moment, he finally shook his head with emotion and pulled Vivian to walk towards An Ruoran.

"Mr. An, thank you for your help, it's really hard for me to believe this." Richard bowed to An Ruoran with a sincere gratitude on his face, "Maybe you don't know, I made up a plan to steal the list just to dispel Vivian's idea of ​​saving people - but I didn't expect that you actually took risks with her and did this!"

"You are so polite. Who said I am also a friend of Vivian." An Ruoran smiled and bowed back quickly. Vivian pulled Richard's sleeve and asked a little nervously: "Uncle Richard, can you save your father now? By the way, is your father okay in prison?"

"Don't worry, this matter is for me!" Richard took the list from Vivian, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. He patted An Ruoran's shoulder gently, and said with a smile: "Then, everyone will stay in my manor for a few days first. If I guess correctly, maybe Duke Stan is already jumping his feet and scolding, and is planning to search for you everywhere..."

With such a cheerful smile, he led An Ruoran and Vivian in front and walked towards the manor. An Ruoran pulled Vivian slowly and followed him, while looking at the beautiful scenery along the way, he also asked, "Mr. Richard, will we cause trouble for you if we live in you?"

"No, there will be no trouble." Richard smiled and shook his head, obviously not worried about it. But when he stepped into the square, his kind smile suddenly disappeared without a trace, and instead was replaced by hideousness and terror: "Of course there will be no trouble, because the dead will not cause me any trouble!"

Almost as he spoke this sentence, Richard suddenly jumped backward at a speed that was inconsistent with his body shape. In an instant, more than a hundred guards rushed out from the surroundings, surrounding An Ruoran and Vivian. The sword blades and bow arrows shone with cold light under the moonlight, and the sound of the collision of armor and the heavy breathing sounds were mixed together - the entire square suddenly fell into death-like silence.

A sudden change occurred, and the two surrounded people suddenly disappeared in an instant. It was not until the guards had already attacked that Vivian exclaimed and said in surprise: "Uncle Richard, why are you..."

"Vivian, you are really too simple! But fortunately you are so simple that I have this list." Richard sneered coldly and raised the list in his hand. "With this list, I can replace Stan to control the arms smuggling trade. But in order to avoid leaving clues, I am afraid that you and your companions will sacrifice. Perhaps I can also blame Stan for your death."

Even though Richard did not tell the whole story, An Ruoran had already vaguely conjectured the truth. There is no doubt that Marquis Richard's real purpose was not to save Vivian's adoptive father Cole. He just wanted to use Vivian to defeat Stan and take the opportunity to take away the arms smuggling trade from Stan. Thinking about it this way, several doubts at the beginning could be explained - for example, why did those robbers ask Vivian to cooperate with him; and how did Richard know where Stan put the list...

"Yes, I'm actually Stan's Allied Army. But this guy is too greedy, so he must be eliminated. This is also the master's order!" Richard did not deny An Ruoran's accusation, but instead sneered proudly, "Poor Vivian, do you know the origin of the smuggled arms in Cole's mansion? Sorry, I put it in during the visit, so..."

Hearing his admission, Vivian had already bit the tiger's teeth and his face turned red with anger. An Ruoran kept blocking her behind her and slapped her as if nothing had happened and said: "A very good plan, it's really good! But Mr. Richard, you are so sure that Vivian will definitely steal the list successfully?"

"Of course I'm not sure, I just laid a line! Even if Vivian didn't succeed, I still have other plans to implement." Richard shrugged as if nothing had happened, and a kind smile slowly appeared on his fat face. "But no new plans are needed now... Then, please go with peace of mind, I will avenge you to Stan!"

With his orders, dozens of archers pulled up their longbows at the same time and pointed them coldly at the two people in the encirclement. After a low shout, dozens of arrows suddenly shot up, causing a howling wind. Only the next moment, the light that erupted from An Ruoran's side blocked the arrow's advance. Then, several blood-soul spears shot out and surrounded the encirclement in an instant. At this moment, boiling fire light soared into the sky, and countless remaining limbs and flesh splashed out in the smoke and dust!

"Naya!" While the blood spear roared, An Ruoran had already crashed into the encirclement and took Richard not far away. At the moment when he was humble, Naya, who appeared in the void, also roared sharply, suddenly opened her mouth and rotated 360 degrees in place. The squirting magic roared out of its mouth, intertwined into a perfect firepower net in the high-speed rotation, knocking down dozens of guards who launched the charge!

"Beautiful job, protect Vivian!" An Ruoran smiled slightly, and the Blood Soul Spear appeared out of thin air from his palm and flew out with a whistling sound. Several soldiers who were trying to stop were penetrated by the blood spear and burst into pieces. The distance between Richard and An Ruoran had suddenly shrunk to only five meters left!

With a loud shout, An Ruoran suddenly rushed forward, and at this moment, the limit of human speed suddenly came. However, just as he shot out the bleeding spear, a thin sword suddenly attacked from the side like a poisonous snake, and the green light shone arguing, forcing An Ruoran to return to the spear to resist. Amid the metal impact, the dark elf with a cold face appeared out of thin air, and said with a smile: "Humans, brute force does not mean everything!"

While this ridicule echoed in the air, he also shot out six swords in a row at an unimaginable speed. The shining green light formed lightning on the tip of the sword, hitting An Ruoran's six fatal vitals in succession. Even though An Ruoran had an extremely powerful body, he was injured repeatedly under this skillful attack, leaving a shallow wound in his heart.

"Bah, do you think this is a fencing competition?" Although his body was injured, he realized that he could still resist it. An Ruoran naturally faced the sword blade without fear and tried to fight the other party head-on. However, at this moment, the dazzling light suddenly surged, and chain lightning burst into pieces, hitting his vest heavily.

An Ruoran's eyes turned black and was stabbed into the chest by the dark elf, and fell down immediately. In his shocked gaze, Richard, who seemed fragile, was smiling slightly and spreading his hands as if nothing had happened: "Mr. An, I have done some investigations on your strength-but maybe you don't know yet, I am a mid-level magician..."

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