The eminence of a true king

In such a remote area, there are no knights from the royal capital. Added to the incompetence of the local lord, there will always be thieves trying to commit crimes.

At this time, a group of thieves had finished looting and were preparing to return to their base. They were covered in blood, and their carriages were loaded with gold coins, food and works of art.

Apparently they robbed a caravan and killed everyone.

"Hahaha, we won a lot today!"

"After so many days of hiding, we finally found a fat sheep!"

"This money will be enough for us to live happily for a while. Hey guys! Let's find a woman tonight!"

"Haha, do you remember? That old woman's last expression when she begged us to let her son go. How idiotic. How could we let him go? Hahahaha!"

"And we also encountered many guards, but weren't they all killed by the boss? Haha, our boss is a magic swordsman who participated in the God of War Festival!"

The man at the head of the group of thieves showed a fierce smile, enjoying hearing his men's praise.

Ordinary people, even in groups, are vulnerable to a magical swordsman. This is a world where quality exceeds quantity, and one really strong man can defeat several people.

Ordinary thieves might be afraid of these guards, but he was the illegitimate son of a great noble and was lucky enough to inherit their magical power.

Furthermore, he had already participated in the God of War Festival, a magical swordsman tournament, in the past, so the thieves' leader's strength was not weak.

But at that moment he heard someone speak.

"You're finally here. It was getting boring waiting."

"Who!?"

After hearing this, the thieves became cautious, not expecting anyone to block their way back.

Immediately, everyone unconsciously drew their swords, but when they saw Leon and C.C.'s figures, they couldn't help but freeze.

No matter how you look at it, they are just a child and a woman, but the clothes are very beautiful, and they look noble going out to have fun.

Thinking of this, his vigilance completely dissipated.

How could he be afraid of women and children?

"Where did this brat and woman come from?"

"Look! This woman is so beautiful! I've never met such a beautiful woman before!"

"Hahaha, we really are very lucky today! This kid is really good, we can get some good money from him if we take him to Lawless City!"

Looking at Leon and C.C. with contempt and disgust.

The green-haired witch didn't react and remained sitting aside. Not to mention being nervous, she just looked in Leon's direction expectantly.

The encounter between the two was still vivid in C.C.'s mind. The five-year-old boy massacred the men from the Diablos cult who were chasing him.

These evil thieves pose no threat to Leon, but CC hopes to take this opportunity to appreciate the young man's sword skills, which are out of this world.

However.

"Who gave you permission to look at me?"

BOOM!!

An immense magical power emerged from Leon's body, like a raging tsunami that could drown everything.

The thieves were shocked.

Unexpectedly, Leon revealed himself to be a magic wielder, the bandit boss no longer dared to look down on him. The gap between those with magical power and those without magical power was so wide that it was no exaggeration to say that they were two types of races!

Magic power is like a weapon. It can instantly erase the difference in age and size. Even a child with a gun can kill an adult.

"Interesting, he seems to be a noble. Before I sell you, let me teach you a lesson, brat, I'll let you see what a real fight is. Draw your sword. Even though you have a lot of magical power, you definitely have no real combat experience!"

The leader of the thieves drew his sword and pointed it at Leon.

However, the latter raised eyebrows.

Leon's face was full of contempt.

"Huh? Who do you want to draw the sword? Who are you to instruct me? Just because you want to instruct me? Why don't you say it again?"

"You, what the hell are you..."

"You're just a thief, have a little more self-awareness!"

The black-haired boy spoke with surprising momentum.

The thieves were instantly scared.

They were shaking at the roar of a boy and even took a few steps back in fright.

Leon crossed his arms with his hands, showing no intention of drawing his sword.

What a proud boy.

He was obviously shorter, but everyone was under the illusion that they were being looked down on. It was like facing a predator.

"As a person in a higher position, you must have a reservation that matches your status. You are not qualified to make me serious."

The meaning of Leon's words was clear.

They are just a bunch of ants, not qualified to let him draw his sword.

To wield a sword against such a scoundrel would be like desecrating his hands, diminishing his own worth, and belittling the sword in his hand.

"You will die far from me. If your dirty blood spills on my clothes, death will be the least of your thoughts."

"What's going on with this brat!"

They have never seen someone so arrogant.

These thieves were stunned and scared. How could a child under ten have such an aura?

C.C., not far away, was also stunned.

"This brat will definitely be a tyrant in the future."

The witch commented calmly.

Leon raised his head and looked at these people. He was as proud as a young teacher. Even at a young age, he would never bow down to anyone.

"Now is the time for execution. I order each of you to take your own lives!"

Leon stood still and didn't move.

But a red ridge appeared on his left eye. At this moment, everyone who saw his eyes had their will controlled.

The thieves became reverent and mad.

They put knives on their necks.

Then they shouted in unison.

"How to order, Your Highness!"

Then they cut their necks!

(End of chapter)