Reg stopped in front of Kelion and shouted coldly: "I'm here to take revenge."

Kelion's face changed drastically, and his voice was already trembling: "What kind of hatred do we have?"

Regg sneered a few times, but did not answer. He swung his giant sword and hit Kelion's head. Kelion's eyes turned black and he fell off the bed like a sack, fainting on the ground.

The Baroness looked at Reg with a sword and Kelion fell down immediately. She thought Reg had killed Kelion, and she screamed in horror again: "Ah, please, don't kill me, don't kill me, as long as you don't kill me, I'm willing to do anything..."

Reg snorted coldly, his eyes fell on the Baroness and narrowed slightly.

The Baroness looked at Reg's eyes falling on her, and she felt relieved and she deliberately said in an extremely charming voice: "As long as you don't kill me, you can do whatever you want!"

She believed that she would not fail, and she had great experience in dealing with men, and suddenly felt a little proud. She absolutely believed that with her skills, the other party would definitely not be willing to kill her...

Regg lowered his giant sword and looked at the Baroness coldly, neither agreeing nor agreeing.

The Baroness looked at Reg lowering his giant sword, and immediately suppressed the fear in her heart and wrapped it around Reg.

The Baroness had a little nervousness in her eyes. From this man's eyes, she did not see any attachment to herself, but instead had a strange look, like pity...

"Please, don't kill me, I can be your woman, I can also give you money, a lot of money, if you want, I can give up everything and follow you..."

The Baroness's voice was charming, like a cat's moan. She tried her best to straighten her slender waist to make herself look more attractive. The Baroness was originally full of confidence, but looking at the masked man's eyes with a little cold and resoluteness, she suddenly was not sure.

Reg suddenly laughed in a low voice: "Don't worry, Baroness, I will never kill you. Even the dead fat pig Kelion on the ground, I will not kill him..."

The Baroness was both surprised and happy. What was happy was that the man said he would not kill him. What was shocked was that the other party knew his identity and Kelion very well. Obviously, the other party was very familiar with him. But who on the island could easily defeat the fire magician who Kelion invited at a high price outside?

Looking at the blood on his giant sword in his hand, I'm afraid the fire magician is dead.

Who can kill the fire magician in a short time...are they outsiders from the Demon Moon Continent?

No matter where the other party is, I am afraid the other party will not let him go so easily, and he will probably be threatened by him in the future...

Reg looked at the baroness's flashing gaze and said lightly: "I think you have been wondering who I am. I can tell you that I was the one who ran into you on a date last time and was chased by Shaley."

"It's a pity that I'm not dead, Shari is dead."

The Baroness's face suddenly turned white, and she finally understood what "revenge" meant by Reg's mouth. What she hoped most now was that the person in front of her was busy running for life and did not hear her words.

"Shary is Kelion's guard, it has nothing to do with me..."

Seeing the Baroness abandoning her relationship with Kelion at the first time, Regg's mouth, which was hidden under the black scarf, couldn't help but slightly raised.

"Is that true? I still remember my wife's voice...but this is no longer important. I think you need to think about the reasons and explain to your baron husband."

The Baroness's face suddenly became more and more embarrassing, and she was still eager to plead, but Reg had already swept over with the same sword and slapped her faint.

He quickly withdrew from the house, and Regg quickly disappeared into the woods. Soon, a rapid sound of horse hooves broke the tranquility of the woods. The only nobleman on the island, Baron Duree, ran towards him with a few guards with a gray face.

Looking at the corpse of the middle-aged magician on the ground, Du Lei's face changed again. He rushed to the wooden house quickly, kicked open the empty door, and rushed in.

"Oh...damn it!"

...

Just as Du Lei's first angry roar came from the room, Reg, who was hiding behind the grass in the distance, pulled off the black scarf on his head and turned around without looking back.

After Regg left, a dark shadow popped out after a large tree with dense leaves not far away, but said that Lambert was waiting for the fruit at home.

Lambert's figure disappeared deep in the woods, not alarming anyone.

As soon as Regg stepped into the yard, he saw Lambert sitting in the yard, as if Lambert had been waiting for him. Naturally, Reg would not know that Lambert had always followed him, and Lambert had seen everything he did.

"Lambert, I'm back."

Lamber sat on the chair with a faint smile on his face: "Very good, I'm very satisfied with your revenge this time."

Reg was stunned and woke up randomly: "Lambert, are you following me?"

Lamber nodded and said lightly: "Yes, I just want to see how you take revenge. I just want to ask a question now, why didn't you kill Kelion and the Baroness with your own hands, but instead found Baron Dure and pretended to him?"

Reg looked at Lambert without any dissatisfaction, so he smiled faintly: "If I kill Kelion and kill the Baroness, I will inevitably be investigated by Baron Duree or Kelion's family, causing trouble, and pretending to take revenge on Baron Duree, but there will be no more troubles... Because there is also someone who knows the inside story, even if Baron Duree is reluctant to leave, he will not leave two of them."

"Although Baron Dure also understands that someone has learned about his wife and Kelion's affair, he has not had time to cover up such a thing, so how can he continue to investigate? Maybe he is still grateful to me in his heart, otherwise, he doesn't know how long he will wear this cuckold..."

Lamber nodded with satisfaction: "It's very good, brave and resourceful, not just a reckless man who only knows how to rush around. Although as a fighter, you must be free from life and death, you must also have a brain. A reckless man who is free from life and death will only die faster."

After pausing, Lambert's eyes showed a hint of seductiveness: "Why are the Baroness so beautiful, why are you indifferent? Are you not impulsive? You can enjoy her first and then leave?"

Reg shook his head without hesitation: "She wants to kill me. No matter how beautiful she is, she is still my enemy. You must use any means to deal with the enemy. If you can't even withstand this test, how can you practice to the highest and strongest?"

"Okay!" Lambert slapped the armrest of the chair and stood up: "Regg, I am very satisfied with what you did today."

"A fighter who is brave and resourceful, and fears life and death, plus this ice artifact, your future will definitely be immeasurable. I did not read it wrong!"

"By the way, when you take the magician's fireball, will you feel uncomfortable with your left hand?"

Regg shook his head and said in surprise: "There is no discomfort. My left hand seems to be completely immune to fire. If it weren't for the abnormality of my left hand before, the battle would definitely be much more troublesome..."

The reason why Reg had absolute confidence to kill a magician with a level three higher than his is because Reg had a left hand that was not afraid of fire, and it could also be said that he was not afraid of high temperatures.

Once, while Regg was cooking, a large piece of burning wooden block fell on the back of Regg's hand. Although Regg slapped the wooden block in time, it still hit the back of his hand.

The moment when Regg was hit by the flames, he was not afraid in his mind, but suddenly a thought that scared Regg himself.

My left hand is not afraid of flames.

There was no trace of burning on the back of the hand, and there was not even a red mark.

Opening his mouth wide and unable to believe the facts in front of him, Reg stretched his left hand over the flames and slowly pulled the distance closer. As the distance got closer, Reg's eyes widened.

The bright flames had touched the fingers, but there was no pain on the fingers, no burning marks, and no bubbles!

Reg simply inserted his left hand into the stove completely, which shocked Reg!

My left hand is actually completely immune to the flames!

What thoughts arise from intuition in your mind?
Chapter completed!