I Am the God of Games

What the aristocratic youth and the city guards didn't expect was that Mufasa looked a little thin, as if only Mufasa, who looked better than the refugees, was very agile and capable.

Even in this rather small ruin, they can flexibly use the load-bearing pillars in the house and the wall with most of the collapsed door frames as bunkers, so as to evade the attack with ease and freehand brushwork. To live with him, but to be played around by him.

Seeing those city guards approaching each other clumsily like clowns in a stage play, only to be teased in such an ugly manner, the aristocratic youth's complexion gradually darkened.

"Enough, I don't have so much time to play hide-and-seek with you here!"

With a loud roar, he grabbed the scrawny little girl Nana, and pulled out the noble's decorative sword from his waist and placed it on the opponent's neck: "Give me the honesty and capture it, or I will kill her! "

"Being so despicable, can you be considered an aristocrat like this!" Mufasa asked condescendingly while frowning while nimbly leaping to the door frame to prevent himself from being attacked.

"That's why I hate talking to you pariahs." The aristocratic youth may feel that he has a chance to win, and he said proudly: "The so-called nobles are those of us with noble blood and authority, and we are born to stand in Human beings! The wealth, life and everything of you untouchables are ours! As long as you earnestly earn money for us, be as obedient and obedient as livestock, and live silently without causing any trouble for us! Why do you always Do you want to have your own ideas and make this senseless resistance?"

"..."

Mufasa looked surprised.

He was indeed shocked by the other party's point of view.

As a member of the Cromwell refugee camp who traveled to the town with Magne, Mufasa was once a resident of the capital of Tierra, "Lovinia".

Since his status is only a commoner and he has little to do with nobles, he rarely sees nobles. But Tiera itself is relatively wealthy, and because she only believes in the Church of the God of Games, there are no other religions that impose harsh taxes and miscellaneous taxes.

Then Tiera perished, Lovinia became a battlefield, the former residents were displaced, and finally Tiera's secretary, the former nobleman Vanke took everyone to Cromwell.

Although Mufasa, who was a refugee at that time, could not see the nobles of Cromwell, at least they provided relief food to the refugee camps almost every day, and they did not allow the refugees to starve to death.

Later, because he trusted the old Vanke, he went to the town with him and became a player. The nobles he came into contact with were Angra, who often mingled with the player, and Princess Liya, who physically mingled with the player with his fists.

This past experience made Mufasa subconsciously think that nobles are all great people who can stand up for the people and are worthy of respect, and he also respects the old man of Vanke and the town lord Angra from the bottom of his heart.

This kind of mentality made Mufasa very law-abiding for a time. Before today, even if he was arrested by Lancaster's city guards and hanged at the city gate for preaching, he never resisted.

Today, however, this noble young man has opened his eyes to a certain extent, seeing the dirty side of the nobles that he was once unable to see because of his status.

"That's it, I understand."

Mufasa lowered his head and said softly.

The abandoned house is not big, and the city guards are trying to quietly surround Mufasa, and there is not much noise, so his voice is also heard by everyone in the house.

"Have you finally decided to surrender? Humph, I wasted so much time..." The noble youth thought that Mufasa had given up his struggle, but found that the other party had drawn out the long, somewhat exaggerated rapier.

"Your mind has been completely twisted, and I give up making you a good person."

Mufasa pointed at the noble youth with his long sword.

The aristocratic youth felt that he had been tricked by Mufasa,

Immediately, he became angry and shouted at the city guards who had completed the siege: "Quickly arrest him!"

However, they did not understand what Mufasa meant.

Or they understand, but they don't take it to heart.

Mufasa jumped forward from the door frame, and several city guards in front immediately revealed, 'My credit is here! ' expression, and he opened his hand to capture Mufasa.

too slow.

The attack in heavy armor may be very calm and powerful, but it is too slow in Mufasha's eyes.

The light reflected from the blade flashed at an unbelievable angle. Before the city guards could react, they had already been dismembered and watched their bodies scattered on the ground.

In the past, the heavy armor, which they regarded as a guarantee for the common people, was completely useless at this moment, just like kraft paper, it was easily cut open together with their bodies!

From Mufasa jumping off to the few city guards scattered all over the place, the whole process only took three seconds.

A few city guards didn't know whether they didn't react, or they were aroused by their ferocity, and drew their short swords, planning to attack Mufasa from behind.

But just with a flash of sword light, the few city guards were cut into two pieces with their weapons!

Only at this time did the other city guards understand that from the beginning, what they had arrested was not a poor and weak refugee at all, but a fierce god in the true sense.

While the aristocratic young man was shocked, he also noticed Mufasa's long sword with a blade like an autumn water, and there was a trace of greed in his eyes.

Even if he was greedy for some of the city guards' money to buy armor, so that their heavy armor was defective, but after all, it was also made of iron, and weapons that could easily cut through those pig iron must be treasures.

But after all, he is not completely brainless. He knows that at this time, he can only rely on Lieutenant Lick Dog City beside him.

Don't look at this person's flattery, it seems that he has no dignity, but a person who can become a city lieutenant can't just rely on his beard and his horse.

In fact, this city lieutenant named Bot has a very good swordsmanship, even if he is thrown into the kingdom's army, he is a good player.

Not only that, this guy spent a lot of money to bribe the sacrifices of the Brilliant Temple when he was young, and tattooed a broken God of War seal on him, so he can use far more fighting spirit than ordinary warriors, and maybe he can become a guard in some remote areas. the knight.

"Bott, grab him, abolish his limbs, and give the sword to you!" Thinking of this, the young nobleman ordered decisively.