Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 455 - 98 Holy Curse_3

Chapter 455: Chapter 98 Holy Curse_3

Under the captain’s command, all the mercenaries automatically reined in their horses, as the mages couldn’t cast any high-level magic while being jostled on horseback.

With a distance of seven hundred yards between them, all the humans on horseback were staring at the Beamons, their blades were unsheathed, bows strung, and the mages had drawn their scrolls, summoning a magic shield.

The distance chosen by Captain Gatuso was very precise, the attack range of a large magical beast was only about three hundred yards, even a giant dragon’s was around four or five hundred yards. Although the featherless giant bird was formidable, its magic attack range wouldn’t be outrageously high. Within this range, the three mages could calmly cast their own magic. Despite the power of the Fairy Dragon’s "Elemental Counterattack", it had a thirty-yard distance limit. So long as the two Fairy Dragons dared to approach within thirty yards in mid-air, with a handheld crossbow per royal guard and a dozen beast elves archers at hand, even with ten Fairy Dragons, Captain Gatuso would remain unafraid.

The other side, besides the two Fairy Dragons, what could the two delicate beauties do? The one with the shell on her back had never been seen doing anything. The white-robed Fox Girl Priestess had shown her talents before, but her pet, the Komodo War Behemoth, was already dead. And though it was unknown why the Base Dragon had been subdued by her, even including the laboring sub-dragon that could pull heavy loads, what could they do? All in all, the only problems were the featherless giant bird and Piegel, but evaluating his own strength against theirs, Captain Gatuso suddenly gained confidence.

"I didn’t expect us to meet again so soon, honorable Lord." Captain Gatuso bent his body on the horseback, starting off by greeting the opposing Piegel Overlord.

The Piegel Overlord over there tugged at the corner of his mouth, giving a silent, trademark cold smile.

"We can actually make a deal..." Captain Gatuso hung a radiant smile on his face, reiterating almost verbatim the conditions the Shalba family had once promised. His expression was even more sincere than Count Totti’s --- this was also one of Captain Gatuso’s trump cards. Right from the beginning of their flight, he had calculated this; if these words also did not work, there would still be time for open conflict.

Who knows better than humans what the Beamons want the most?

Captain Gatuso discovered that after his impassioned words were said, the face of the Piegel Overlord on the other side instantly changed, becoming greedy, craving. The naive orcs, despite strongly concealing this eagerness, were still deeply betrayed by their facial expressions.

The Beamon Lord’s lips trembled for a long time, but he went blank, unable to utter a word. Seeing this, Captain Gatuso laughed hysterically in his heart.

"Thomas! You can really ... can ...." Even the face of the Fox Girl Priestess was filled with incredulity and greed. Her eyes were wide open, her lips quivered, and her hands shook as if she had a stroke.

The Piegel Overlord and the Fox Girl Priestess looked at each other in silence, their gazes filled with fervent desire. No one saw through their desires more clearly than the mercenaries skilled at observing the subtleties of emotions.

The two Fairy Dragons and the Clam Girl were also talking quietly, looking quite excited.

All the mercenaries laughed at each other.

"Lord, do you agree or not? With your brave men, putting down that bastard of the Shalba family would be as easy as turning over your hand! I can provide you with all the necessary conditions!" Seeing that the featherless monster bird seemed to have no intention of moving, Captain Gatuso felt even more reassured and continued with a tempting tone, "Think about it! Beamon’s Mount Hyjal and the Golden Road are right in front of you, Lord!"

"Father, we can secretly use magic to severely damage this featherless giant bird. The three masters all possess high-level scrolls." Holy Knight Thomas looked ahead, his lips discreetly moving so slightly that it would be impossible to notice if one did not look closely.

Captain Gatuso’s hand moved behind his back, curving his index finger, and then he rode his horse slowly forward.

All the mercenaries understood the meaning of this action.

While moving forward, Captain Gatuso continued to promise his generous conditions as if there was no tomorrow. The mercenaries behind him tightened their grip on their weapons as they followed the pace of the captain, keeping their eyes fixed on the featherless monster bird across them.

In reality, Captain Gatuso was also taking a gamble on his luck.

Three hundred yards away, it seemed that the other side was still in quiet discussion.

Sweat drenched Captain Gatuso’s back, he breathed a long sigh of relief, knowing he had won the gamble.

The Beamons did not attack at all, indicating that they were tempted. At a distance of three hundred yards, the featherless giant bird could have definitely launched a magic attack.

A glimmer of hesitation flashed across Captain Gatuso’s eyes, but his hand moved behind his back again, his thumb bending downwards.

The mercenaries behind the two bosses clearly also understood their boss’s mindset. Tiny noises conveying the attack order swiftly reached the mages in the back row. This whisper was actually the seldom used "Ventriloquism" --- indeed, the talent of Captain Gatuso’s royal guards was truly endless!

The wind system magic teacher among the three mages would never be able to speak again.