Heinrich himself brought a private guard of thirty people. These people are masters, both in the game and in reality, and they are receiving money from Heinrich's family in both worlds, and they are also carrying out the mission of chasing Vitoria.

Sain and the other three lion knights would act alone. They knew Heinrich's background very well. These thorny figures who were usually very well-behaved in front of real big names.

Even if Heinrich's guard captain gave them a small and small nail, Sain happily fooled them without showing any dissatisfaction.

He is a mercenary who uses money to do things. He doesn't want to offend such a big money owner. The last person who did this is now eating fruits in the forest in the south.

With his ferocity, Sain occupied the leadership position in the four-person team. Although the other three players are not good at it, Sain is even more evil.

This four-man team was nominally free to operate, but was actually under the control of Heinrich's private guard.

"Do your own work well, report to me immediately after you find the goal." Heinrich's private guard captain was wearing a platinum armor, with a long dark red cloak hanging behind him, and his sword made of gold to make a hollow flower ornament, which was derived from the elves' craftsmanship.

The reason why Sain could observe so carefully was that the sword was crossing his neck, and the blade exuded a hint of sweetness, which made Sain's face feel a little numb.

"Remember your identity and don't block our way, otherwise you will die." The guard captain slowly took back his sword: "We must take that woman's first kill, and you can do whatever you want in the future."

Sain's face was as normal, but his heart was MMP.

Vitoria's life was rewarded with 300,000 EU dollars by Heinrich, and it was settled on time.

Heinrich spent a few years in the game. Although his personality changed a lot and he was aware of that matter, he didn't want to be known by too many people that he had been beaten to become a eunuch. Otherwise, this reward would be directly posted to all EU players in the Far South.

As the captain of the guard flicked his cloak, Heinrich's private guard immediately dispersed and left the scene. The armor they wore was of the same style, but the details were optimized for different professions. They were also equipped with the same dark red cloak, with gold thread embroidered with the Heinrich family's family badge - a dark golden shield.

Wearing platinum armor and dark red cloaks in the jungle is really conspicuous, but these people obviously don’t care about the trouble caused by the appearance of the equipment. Wherever they pass, other players avoid this team.

No one wants to touch Heinrich's bad temper. EU players have endless work every day. Apart from the combat teams that go out to reconnaise, the remaining players must also cut down wood, process wood, expand camps, and expand port size every day.

Although the EU brought a lot of prefabricated parts from the local area, there were still a large number of gaps in raw materials, and these expedition players could only work hard.

"How are they today?" Vitoria was cleaning her armor in a stream. She stood in the middle of the stream, and the deepest part could only cover her chest. As the samurai was immersed, the clear stream immediately became turbid.

The originally transparent water flow gradually turned brown, and the blood clots in the cracks of the armor melted, including the blood of the enemy and the blood of the female warriors themselves.

"Everything is OK." Anahat bypassed the stream polluted by the samurai, stood upstream, and began to clean the arrows and spears she had used.

If there is a chance, Amazon warriors will recycle the arrows and spears they shot as much as possible. They are already used to being poor. Although the Seris provided these consumables with super saturation, the habit of frugality will not be changed for a while.

The arrows of these arrows basically need to be polished before they can be used. They are not only time-consuming and labor-intensive, but also cannot ensure accuracy. Anahat actually knows that she may not have time to polish them one by one in the future, but she still habitually cleans these second-hand arrows.

Her heart was a little confused. As an Amazonian, Anahat was good at fighting and warlike, but when the war between players was nakedly placed in front of her, its cruelty was somewhat beyond the Amazonian bottom line.

Anahet didn't know how the Amazons treated wars in the past during the Amazon Empire, but in the hundreds of years far south, the Amazons attacked, ambushed, set traps in the jungle, conquered one tribe after another in order to survive better.

They get food from battles, get land, get food, and get everything they need, all of which have a purpose.

But the war between players is different. The war seems to be aimless, or the only purpose is to kill the other party.

They were not short of food or weapons and equipment. Anahet had observed the Seris and the Old Continental people. They were very healthy, strong and full of energy at first glance. They carried excellent weapons and wore strong armor.

The materials are treated with a wasteful attitude, and no one will pick up arrows that have been shot, and even the situation of removing equipment from the corpse is rarely seen, unless the weapon or equipment is better than they use.

They kill for the sake of killing, and fight for the sake of war.

Anahet was afraid of the existence of both sides. In the past week, she led her own team to cooperate with Vitoria to hunt nearly forty Old Continental people in the forest. Vitoria has been persistent in searching for the other party's leader.

The Amazon warrior can understand Vitoriya because she has a purpose.

The days with the samurai are different from hunting. They are tracking footprints, tracking enemies, observing them secretly, setting up ambushes in advance or being discovered directly into raids. Anahat feels that she has experienced real big scenes in these days.

But just a few hours ago, the main force of the Seris appeared nearby. There was no reconnaissance or temptation. The fierce battle broke out as soon as the two sides met. The fanatical scene gave Anahat the illusion that these people traveled thousands of miles to the south just to kill each other.

In less than an hour, more than 400 corpses were left on the small battlefield. The people of the Old Continent were at a disadvantage and contributed most of them and then evacuated.

The Seris did not continue to pursue them. They found their bodies while talking and laughing, as if they were satisfied with the battle that had occurred before. Anahat could hear their laughter clearly across dozens of meters.
Chapter completed!