Kasimir's Special Hobby

  Du Fan rolled his eyes and looked at Kasimier's smiling face, saying: "Kasimier, what do you mean by this?"

  Kasimir smiled faintly and patted his hand lightly, while Dixie quickly drew out the machete from her waist and blocked the entrance of the tent. Meanwhile, Heike pulled out an arrow from his quiver at his waist, and with a tense bowstring, the arrow was already aimed at Dufan's head.

  "Look," Casimir said with a faint smile, "we just have a little something we'd like to discuss with Alfred, that's all."

  Du Fan's face flashed a hint of fear, although it was just pretended, but it was so realistic that he unconsciously retreated a few steps inside the tent before muttering: "Cassimir sir, if I'm not mistaken, didn't I save your lives from the clutches of the demon beast? And aren't you only able to be here now because of my mercy? Is this what you call repaying me?"

  "Not so, Your Excellency Alfred," Casimir's smile said with unspoken seriousness. "Actually, this isn't about returning a favor, but rather I'm just helping you with your lesson."

  Du Fan furrowed his brow and said, "Just attending class?"

  "Yes, just a lesson," Casimir gestured with his hand, pointing at Eileen. "Take this magician lady for example, since she has already made her move, why don't you accept it? If you had accepted her earlier, we would have had an excuse to go find Alfred and settle the score. Unfortunately, Alfred's infatuation is indeed moving, he remains unmoved in the face of temptation, no matter what, I still have to admire you on this point."

  "What do you mean?"

  "Didn't I say that I didn't mean anything?" Kasimir's smile had a few more cruel undertones, "I came here today to make Alfred understand one thing."

  Du Fan raised an eyebrow and said, "What's going on?"

  "That's right, on this northern ice plain, the most terrifying thing isn't the harsh weather or the ferocious magical beasts. Do you know what it is, Lord Alfred? We mercenaries who roam the north are all fugitives, so we don't trust anyone except our own mercenary groups. That's why at night, even when we set up camp, we never light a fire. Because on this ice plain, the most terrifying thing that will be attracted by the firelight is... human nature!"

  Du Fan sneered inwardly, but his facial expression changed in coordination with a few subtle variations.

  Upon seeing Dufan's expression, Kasimier seemed very satisfied with his own explanation. He walked back and forth on the tent, his eyes brazenly scanning the artistic decorations inside the tent before taking a deep breath and continuing: "We people who make a living on the northern ice plains, if we were to meet in another place, would naturally be at peace with each other. But since we met here on the northern ice plains... humph, that's when the trouble starts. Because, since we're making a living in this place, we've naturally staked our lives on it, and we'll do whatever it takes to get valuable things. Our prey isn't just magical beasts, but also humans - Lord Alfred, you understand what I mean?"

  Du Fan suddenly realized that the mercenary group that roamed the northern ice plains, aside from fighting magical beasts, fought even more against their own kind.

  After all, there are tens of millions of demons on the Roland continent, and their strength is deep or shallow, but it can't be seen. Even if they kill a few more with all their might, the money earned may not be enough to cover the cost, but if they encounter fellow practitioners and take action

  Not to mention anything else, the weapons, equipment and supplies carried by fellow travelers alone are already worth a fortune, because whoever wants to be active in the northern ice field for a long time needs excellent equipment and rich supplies. If fellow travelers carry something valuable, then they have made a profit.

  Moreover, dealing with fellow adventurers is often much easier than dealing with monsters. When dealing with monsters, except for occasional use of traps, most of the time it's a matter of life and death, but when dealing with fellow adventurers, there are many more methods that can be used.

  This kind of dark eating behavior is actually being staged in every corner of human society, from the disputes between countries to the quarrels of a few children, all of which are nothing more than this, only compared to this bare behavior on the northern ice field, other behaviors are much more civilized.

  Seeing Dufan's expression change, Kasimier was even more pleased. He sat down on Dufan's bed with a big smile and stretched his right hand into the quilt that Aileen was covered in, stroking it while chuckling: "So, Alfred sir is also a smart person. I think by now you should understand my meaning? We're all smart people, there are many things that don't need to be made clear, do they?"

  Duke Alfred shot a disgusted glance at Casimir's right hand, sneered and said: "If I'm not mistaken, Your Excellency Casimir has already taken my Alfred as prey? So what do you want? Do you want my things or my life?"

  Kasimir's gaze swept over Duvan's left hand, the greed in his eyes unhidden: "What do I want with Alfred's life? You should know that our Snow Fox Mercenary Corps is very principled. Our principle has always been that as long as no one resists, we want money not lives. However, if someone resists, then naturally I will take their little life."

  As he spoke, Casimir seemed to casually flick his hand, and a burst of energy shot out from his palm, striking the ground and opening up a 50cm long fissure.

  Du Fan stared at the seam for a moment, and couldn't help but feel a little impressed. This Kasimier seemed to have some real skills, although Du Fan had never seen a true master's move, he could still tell that Kasimier's technique was above those of the Temple Knights who had made their moves today. As for himself, if he didn't use his "Wan Fa" and the pile of things stacked up with gold coins, then fighting him would only lead to one outcome: death.

  Du Fan took a deep breath, looked up at Casimir and smiled faintly: "Casimir, to be honest, your skills are so high that I, Alfred, am not your opponent. But don't forget that I have several personal guards outside. Although I'm not your opponent, they've seen your skills too, right? Although they're a bit inferior to you, one or two of them might not be your opponents, but three or four together... do you have any other way out? So my advice to Casimir is to leave by yourself. You don't have the qualifications to take advantage of us here!"

  Kasimir stared at Dufan for a moment, then suddenly burst out laughing, and his movements also quickened. Under Kasimir's caress, Aileen's breathing became more urgent, her face flushed red, and finally she let out a long, soft moan, and her whole body went limp.

  Kasimir withdrew his hand, shaking off the sparkling **, and glanced at Aileen's satisfied face. He burst out laughing: "Lord Alfred, did you really think I'd be foolish enough to do that? If I hadn't taken care of those personal guards outside, I don't think I would have made it here."

  Du Fan's face changed slightly, and he said: "They are all sixth-level knights. How can you possibly... without a sound?"

  "Originally, it was impossible, but don't forget, our Elain-sama is a magician! Casimir looked at Elain with a smug face. "Although Elain doesn't use many magic spells, her specialty is indeed the Dizziness Spell. With just a few casual spells, we can quietly take care of Alfred's personal guards in no time. But it's also kind of funny, Alfred, you don't have much experience, and your personal guards are the same. It really is true that 'like master, like servant'!"

  Du Fan looked at Kasimir's smug smile and secretly found it amusing. Although the Bright Fighting Aura wasn't particularly powerful, it often had unexpected results when used for defense or against curses. As for Eileen, although she was a magician, Du Fan could sense that her spiritual power was barely enough to qualify her as a first-rate magician. What kind of advanced magic could someone like her possibly use? It was already astonishing that she could manage to cast a single first-rate spell.

  If it weren't for those Temple Knights working together with her, whether she could take down a single one would still be a problem.

  Thinking of this, Du Fan couldn't help but feel a bit strange. These Temple Knights were originally so devout and holy, yet in just a few days, without him even needing to teach them himself, they had all grasped the truth behind his sinister plots - truly, their innate talent was extremely high!

  "Alright Alfred, sir, would you mind handing over the storage ring in your hand?"

  Kasimir smiled faintly, his eyes fixed on Dufan's, shining with a fierce light. Dufan felt embarrassed and thought to himself, "This Kasimir can't be a pervert, can he? His gaze is really similar to those of some special hobbyists."