C10 Probably Called for a Bed!

"Young master, young master!" The servant looked at his young master in horror, as if he had gone crazy, throwing all kinds of expensive antiques on the ground. His heart ached.

"Damn it, you want to stop me too, don't you?" Achilles said. He picked up a vase and smashed it at the servant. "Don't dodge!"

Slap! The vase shattered. As if satisfied, Achilles finally stopped and sat to the side.

When he woke up in the morning, his head still hurt like it was on fire. It was so swollen that he felt extremely uncomfortable. When he was carried back, the gift he had carefully chosen was also returned. He was so furious that he was about to smash everything he could pick up in the study.

"Miss Hill, do you have anything else to say?" Achilles took a sip of green tea and his tone became calm.

"Uh, no, Miss Hill didn't say anything, just, just..."

"Just what? Hurry up and say it!"

"Miss Hill left this morning." The servant said carefully.

"What?" Achilles angrily stood up. "You actually didn't tell me about this? Did I raise you for nothing?"

"I was wrong, young master. It's just that you were drunk at that time. No matter how you scream, you can't wake up."

"Get lost!" Achilles roared angrily, "Hmph! Even if you leave, I'll capture you!" Then, he took out a crystal in his hand. After thinking for a moment, he gritted his teeth and said, "It's me!"

"Why did you come with me?" Wuma impatiently opened the curtains of the car and said to Hua Shang, who was riding on the Wind Cloud Beast beside him.

"I think you've asked me this question thirty times. Didn't I tell you I was going this way too?" Hua Shang scratched his ear and said.

"You have answered me the same question thirty times! Bastard!" He closed the curtains angrily and sulked, "How annoying. I used to restrain myself a little, but now I can't chase him away no matter what! Miss, you should talk!"

"Then what do you want me to say? His feet are on his own. It's his freedom to go wherever he wants to go." Hill said lightly. He was not affected by the people outside the window at all.

"I'm so angry! I'm so angry!"

Similarly, Wama did not affect Hua Shang's mood. Displeasure was just one of the basic skills of gangsters.

None of the followers came to disturb Hua Shang and his sister. First of all, there were more or less people among them who knew Hua Shang's identity. Moreover, their young lady didn't say anything, so they ignored Hua Shang's Storm Beast and followed the young lady's carriage. However, they didn't forget to look sideways and look down on Hua Shang along the way. They even had a few words to say to each other.

Night often came. Soon, it was especially so in the Elconi Continent, where the night was longer than the day.

Hill's people scattered and sat together. When the fire started, they started to eat rations by the fire.

Hua Shang also sat to the side. However, there was only him and Zigovi. "Hey, servant, what did you do before? Why can't you make a fire?"

"I've told you many times, I have a name, not servant! You bastard! " Qi Gewei impatiently threw the branch in his hand away and sat up in anger.

"Aiyaya, looks like you don't have a long memory yet. Talking to your master like this?" Hua Shang said to Qi Gewi with a smile.

Qi Gewei was familiar with this smile. When he saw Hua Shang smile, he was like a frightened rabbit. "Don't! Can't I go over there and borrow a fire?"

Seeing Qi Gewei walk over, Hua Shang called out softly, "Piyomon."

Suddenly, several black shadows rushed into the sky from behind Hua Shang and disappeared under the black curtain. Except for Hua Shang, no one else noticed them.

However, in a certain carriage, an old man was looking at the night from the gap between the curtains. He looked at Hua Shang's position under the tree and nodded slightly. Then, he closed his eyes.

In the middle of the night, apart from a few knights on night watch who were surprised, even Ziegovi had fallen asleep. Hua Shang sat by the bonfire alone, staring deeply at the night sky. For him, there would always be insomnia in the night when there was no smoke.

But to him, a little less sleep at this time would not affect his spirit. He just needed to sit down and meditate a little. This was the benefit of becoming a 'true martial artist'. In the bonfire, the faint fragrance of pine drifted away due to the burning, driving away some small insects that relied on sucking blood to survive.

"Hmm?" Suddenly, Hua Shang frowned. A Piyomon conveyed some information to him. Hua Shang immediately closed his eyes.

Sharing vision was a special connection skill between Hua Shang and his Digital Monster, but there was a distance limit. If he was too far away, he would not be able to feel anything.

From the Piyomon's line of sight, a scene in the forest suddenly appeared in Hua Shang's mind. A large group of people weighed their hands and feet. Those who held a slightly lit magic beast lamp in their hands quickly walked in the direction of the camp. The leader was a big man with a single eye, holding a broad sword in his hand. The greatsword was about the length of a man and looked especially cold under the moonlight.

Hua Shang opened his eyes. "This looks really new. Don't tell me all the robbers there look the same?"

He walked quickly to Qi Gewi, who was sleeping next to the tree trunk. He kicked him twice. "Servant, wake up!"

Qi Gewi rubbed his eyes. "Even servants should have time to rest, right? What do you want?" He looked at Hua Shang. If he hadn't been punished by the contract for the past few days, he wouldn't have cared about the person in front of him. This time, he had disturbed his dream. It was a dream that he hadn't had for a long time.

"Dagger."

"Huh?" Hua Shang asked.

"Is the dagger I gave you still there?"

"What do you want?"

Hua Shang shook his head. "Take care of yourself later." After thinking for a while, Hua Shang summoned two white Agumons. "You two can protect him later."

"You are a summoner?" Qi Gewi was a little surprised. In his knowledge, the worst professionals on the continent were summoners. It was not that their attack damage was not good. On the contrary, a team of summoners would often increase their strength.

However, the reason why summoners were trashy was that when they worked alone, they would basically die. At least before Tier 7, summoners didn't have any other means of protection other than their summoned beasts. This was something that even a second step mage could not compare to. Moreover, there was a certain probability that the summoner would summon a magical beast.

However, when a summoner successfully advanced to the Seventh Grade, the situation would reverse. At least half of the summoning success rate and more than two summons of the same grade would cause his strength to immediately become a king amongst those of the same grade. As long as he cooperated well, he could even occasionally jump ranks to challenge other professionals.

However, all this time, he was able to cultivate to Tier 7. There were very few summoners who had managed to activate their second summoning beast. After all, it was too difficult for them to advance. Not only did they need to have enough magic power, but they also needed to learn complicated magic beast knowledge. A large amount of magic beast cores used for cultivation, as well as a lack of defense in the early stages. Furthermore, a summoner needed a special physique to be able to cultivate, so... There were too many factors that made many people shrink back from this profession.

However, Hua Shang had summoned two magic beasts at once. Could it be that he was a Seventh Order warrior? Qi Gewei was a little annoyed. He had lost his strength, so he couldn't feel the qi of the two magic beasts in front of him. He couldn't tell Hua Shang's strength.

"What happened?" Putting aside his initial question, Qi Gowei asked Hua Shang.

"I think someone is here to rob us," Hua Shang said. Hua Shang looked at the forest not far away. He could vaguely see some faint light.

"Servants, shout!" Hua Shang suddenly said to Qi Gewei.

"What? What's your name?"

Hua Shang smiled evilly. "What do you think?"

"Ah!" The contract was immediately activated. Qi Gewi, who couldn't rub his hands in time, immediately fell to the ground in pain. He let out an unknown cry, and it was very loud.

"It really does sound like a low growl, servant. It seems that your cry is really pleasant to hear. Hehe." Although Hua Shang had heard the same voice many times, he could tell from the mouth of a man that goosebumps would rise.

"You bastard! Ah! The only response he received was the stronger power of the contract.

Ziegovi's shout had already woken up the sleeping knights, let alone those who were on night vigil.

"What happened? I just heard the sound." Wuma walked out in a hurry. His clothes were a little messy, but they were wrapped tightly.

"What a pity." Hua Shang looked in Wuma's direction and shook his head.

One of the knights pointed at Hua Shang. "The sound came from him."

At this time, Hill walked out in a neat suit. When he heard the knight's words, he immediately turned to where Hua Shang was.

If an innocent person was woken up, even if he had a good temper, he would still be a little unhappy. Moreover, that person was someone she hated!

Hill and Wama walked over and frowned at Hua Shang. Wama asked, "That bastard Phil, what are you doing?"

Hua Shang shrugged and said, "I can't sleep."

Hill's frown deepened. "Then can you keep disturbing others to rest?"

Hua Shang made a sound of surprise. He looked at the knights behind Hill. "I woke you up. I'm sorry. I'm used to sleepwalking. I forgot what I did just now. Hehe."

"You!"

"Be more ladylike, don't whip all the time, okay?" Hua Shang held his waist and smiled as he hid from Wuma.

Hill looked at Hua Shang for a long time without any expression. "Please don't do anything boring. You've embarrassed the Louis family."

Hill swore that if the person in front of her was not her favorite aunt's son, she would have ignored him long ago. She did not need to be angry with him like she was now.

Hua Shang shrugged and sat up without saying anything.

Hill was a little angry. No matter what, she was still Phil's cousin in name. This was too disrespectful. She wanted to turn around and leave, but she suddenly saw Ziegovi behind Hua Shang. He was lying on the ground with a strange expression and was whispering.

"What's wrong with him? Is he not feeling well?" Hill asked casually.

Hua Shang shrugged again. "I don't know. He must be tired."