Chapter 47 Red Luo Wine

A month later, at the gate of Gilded City, dozens of people were standing in groups of three or two, all looking at an old man and a young man in the middle.

Among them, four God Hunters were closest to the old man, wearing the badges of Seven-Star God Hunter and Six-Star God Hunter on their chests respectively.

The old man laughed and said, "I didn't expect that the one who would take on this task would be the Blood Fist God Hunter Mr. Angora. We feel more at ease with you here!" The white-haired old man laughed very sincerely.

The Blood Fist God Hunter looked like a thin young man, and he didn't know how he got the title of "Blood Fist". He nodded and said, "Let's go when we are ready. I also want to go to Turo Continent. There are people to travel with me and I can make money. Why not?"

This old man and young man are exactly the employers this time. Both of them have the aura of a superior god, but their specific strength is difficult to measure.

The six people were chatting and laughing, but one of the three six-star god hunters would always secretly glance in the direction of Destry from time to time, or to be more precise, at Daleyel.

Daleyel felt the gaze and looked back with sharp eyes like a knife, staring at the six-star god hunter with coldness.

Destry smiled as if he was enjoying a good show. "This playboy was so obsessed with you that he deliberately accepted this escort mission. You can decide whether to fight or kill him. Don't guess what I'm thinking."

At this time, another one of the three six-star God Hunters suddenly burst out and said, "Mr. Green, you invited us here to serve as guards. I also believe that with Mr. Bloodfist here, we are enough. What's the use of those one, two, and three-star God Hunters? Are they supposed to do laundry and cook for everyone on the road?"

As he spoke, he glanced in the direction of Destry and Daleyel.

Destry smiled instead of getting angry when hearing this, "Don't let the wind get so strong that you slip your tongue while talking, or you'll end up stuttering."

The six-star God Hunter woman had never thought that she would be ridiculed by an "ordinary upper god". She was immediately furious and wanted to come over to teach him a lesson, but was stopped by her companion next to her. "Franny, no matter what the employer hired them for, we are colleagues now. If you get angry here, it will make things difficult for the employer."

Taylor also said coldly, "Franny, you're going too far!"

Franny turned and glared at Taylor. "They are just a few one-star God Hunters, and you dare to speak for them!"

Surprisingly, the old employer laughed and advised, "Yes, if Ms. Franny doesn't get along well with these young friends, it will be very difficult for us. Please, for my sake, spare them."

Destry was surprised that the old man would actually stand on his side and speak.

The old employer took out a metal life that looked like a egret. After the employer and several seven-star and six-star god hunters entered the metal life, the other middle-level gods and upper-level god hunters began to vent their dissatisfaction.

"What are you thinking? If we anger the Six-Star God Hunter, we won't even know how we died on the road!"

“He’s a high-ranking god, or a one-star god hunter, he must be refining the godhood, but he’s so weak that he comes to hold us back, and he actually does stupid things!” Daleyel was a person with indifferent emotions, otherwise she wouldn’t have turned into a mountain of gold and merged into the earth’s surface for countless years, until Destry broke into her life that year, which added a touch of color to her world - to her, being insulted could be ignored, but she could never insult Destry!
Her eyes focused, and she gathered the power of the earth in her hands, ready to use a refined attack to clear the area and eliminate those annoying sounds.

At this moment, Destry grabbed her wrist, shook his head and said, "It's rare to see you so emotional. But, the employer just said, don't make things difficult for the little friends, otherwise it will make it difficult for the employer to do his job."

Daleyel frowned, "Damn these guys, just an employer..."

Destry smiled brightly. "My employer wouldn't do anything without a purpose. I don't want to be bored along the way, so I'll have some puzzle-solving side quests to help me pass the time. What's more, I've already designed a future for these damn guys."

As Destry finished his words, these god hunters became a little dazed and boarded the metal life in an orderly manner.

Seeing this, Daleyel couldn't help but sigh, "The rules of death are really useful."

Destry was also somewhat smug. "To achieve this level of silence, an ordinary six-star Death Rule Upper God cannot do it. Only I can do it."

Daleyel smiled and continued, "Then let's include that idiot Taylor in this future."

Destry heard this and smiled. In fact, he was also dissatisfied with Taylor's repeated interruptions, but he hoped that Daleyel could make his own decision and expel or "clean up" Taylor himself.

After more than three hundred years of rushing, the egret-like metallic life finally flew into the territory of Shenhuang Mansion two days ago.

During these three hundred years, nothing major had happened, but every time they encountered bandits, there would always be a group of people who would get carried away. Even though the bandits obviously did not want to fight and only wanted to retreat, they would still fight the bandits to the death regardless of their own strength. Sometimes, even when their spiritual sense detected bandits lying in ambush nearby but who did not actively attack, they would still take the initiative to attack and must wipe out the bandits.

Of course, the final fate of these people was not very good. They were injured every time, and many times they were chopped off with only their heads left, which was extremely embarrassing.

This group of people had fought dozens of battles, big and small, without exception. So much so that in the end, they successfully became a laughing stock.

This was naturally Destry's trick using the death rule. Because these people were just rude, Destry didn't intend to kill them, but just let them work harder, lose face, and suffer a little, just to have some fun in their boring lives.

Seeing that Lanyu City was just around the corner, the white-haired old employer was very happy. He opened a bottle of red wine with a color as bright as blood, and drank with the young employer and several seven-star and six-star god hunters to celebrate, as a wish for the upcoming completion of the mission.

Blood Fist God Hunter Angola took a sip of the red wine, his eyes shining, and said to the old man, "You are really willing to spend money. If I am not mistaken, this should be the 'Red Luo Divine Wine'. I was lucky enough to be invited to drink it once by the children of the Deen family before, and I have never forgotten it since then. I didn't expect to have the honor to drink it here today."

The old man smiled and said, "The smooth return to Lanyu City is entirely due to your fearlessness of danger in escorting us. Naturally, I'll treat you to some good drinks."

(End of this chapter)