Chapter 352: Randall's Downfall!

"May the God of Glory protect us; that fellow must not escape!"

"Knight Mi Gen, do you think those are the ones?"

"Ah, it is them! Excellent, we have caught up with them, ha ha! Captain Mick, put me down; I will guide the mother lizard!"

"Very well! Knight Mi Gen!"

With a swoosh, Mick steered the griffin into a dive toward the ground.

Upon nearing the ground, Mi Gen skillfully flipped off and landed.

Thump, thump, thump!

Before long, the mother lizard and the young lizard came running.

"Roar!" The mother lizard halted its form, having lost all hostility toward Mi Gen.

Indeed, since it clearly understood that this human was one of its offspring's contract masters, its attitude toward Mi Gen was extremely friendly.

Although the two sides could not communicate via language, Mi Gen roughly knew what the mother lizard was saying.

"That is correct, mother lizard; we have found those enemies of the Storm Earldom; they are right ahead!"

"So, you may charge now; especially remember those wearing clothes of this color!"

With the real-time translation provided by the young lizard, the mother lizard carefully memorized the purple silk gown in Mi Gen's hand.

Although their communication could not compare to Gervas's, the general meaning was clear enough for the mother lizard.

Roar!

The mother lizard nodded and immediately prepared to advance in the direction Mi Gen indicated.

"Mother lizard, you must remember: do not kill them; just inflict serious injuries, such as snapping their legs..." Mi Gen hurriedly added another reminder.

"Roar!"

The mother lizard delayed no longer; it raised its four limbs, lifted its body completely off the ground, and began moving at full speed.

"My lord, did that fellow truly cause the death of the Cabinet Minister's heir?"

"Of course; the Cabinet Minister stated it clearly: it was the lord of this Storm Earldom who killed Young Master Fario. What, do you think there is a problem?"

"No, my lord; this humble one certainly does not think there is a problem; it is just that this humble one feels the lord of the Storm Earldom is far too cowardly, even inferior to his own knights!"

"His knights knew they were being schemed against and still wanted to refuse accepting the conscription order, yet he did not dare let out a single fart!"

"Ha ha! You rascal, do you not think: even if he truly resisted, would it have been useful? The words I just warned him with were also the truth!"

"Therefore, regardless of whether that fellow is truly cowardly, his fate is already sealed."

Hearing his subordinate's words, Randall could not help but laugh heartily.

This mission was completed more smoothly than imagined; upon returning, he would certainly receive praise from the Cabinet Minister.

Thump, thump, thump!

"Hmm? What is happening?"

However, just as he was laughing triumphantly, he faintly heard a series of rhythmic, muffled thuds.

"Ah! My lord, look quickly, that... what is that?"

"Heavens... heavens, it is a demonic beast, such a huge demonic beast!"

"Heavens, so large, at least Tier Three... no, it is Tier Four; that is a Tier Four Iron-Shell Fire Lizard!"

Of course, the confusion was soon resolved.

Amidst panicked cries, Randall finally saw a crimson figure in the direction his subordinates pointed.

This crimson figure was located at a forest corner more than a li behind them.

Initially, due to the distance, they could only see a vague outline and could not truly confirm what the figure was.

But as the figure behind them approached with great speed, amidst those muffled thuds, they finally saw clearly that the figure was indeed a demonic beast.

And it was a Tier Four Iron-Shell Fire Lizard.

"Damn it, how could this happen? Could we be that unlucky?" Randall, who had been brimming with pride, instantly turned deathly pale, and even his lips began to tremble.

He knew the dangers of the Storm Earldom.

But originally, he had not taken it seriously.

After all, he was merely delivering a conscription order and would not stay in the Storm Earldom for long.

Therefore, even if the Storm Earldom was a land of death, it had nothing to do with him.

But he never expected to encounter such a terrifying fellow on his return journey!

And even more terrifyingly, this Iron-Shell Fire Lizard was now charging straight toward them.

"Do not run! Stop him for me! You bastards! Stop him quickly! Did you hear me?"

Watching the Iron-Shell Fire Lizard grow closer and closer, Randall cried out in terror.

Because the carriage he was riding simply could not move fast.

If this continued, it would not take long before he had to face this Iron-Shell Fire Lizard directly.

Unfortunately, his guards had only come to protect him temporarily due to the Cabinet Minister's orders.

If they encountered bandits or the like, they still had the courage to fight back a bit.

But facing this unstoppable Tier Four demonic beast, they immediately dodged to both sides.

Because among the group, the strongest were merely two Bronze Knights; such strength was not even enough to serve as fodder for the Iron-Shell Fire Lizard.

As his subordinates fled, the Iron-Shell Fire Lizard, no longer obstructed, actually locked onto the carriage and crashed straight toward it!

"Do not come over!" Randall raised his hand, his eyes filled with terror.

Crash, crash, crash!

Unfortunately, the course of events would obviously not change due to his will.

Amidst flying wood chips, Randell felt his body lift into the air, then spin several times in the sky before falling toward the ground.

Thud!

A dull boom echoed as Randell felt his body crash down heavily, every bone in his body seeming ready to snap.

"So... so painful! Help... help me..." The excruciating pain nearly made Randell lose consciousness.

Yet his overwhelming will to survive made him ignore the pain and cry out for help to those around.

But the guards nearby had already run far away.

So, in the next instant, his vision was once again filled by that huge, fiery-red figure.

The head of the Iron-Plated Fire Salamander, only slightly smaller than a carriage, stretched before him, its golden eyes staring fixedly at him.

Instantly, a warm stream involuntarily flowed out from between his legs.

Randell had actually peed himself from fear.

"No... don't kill me! I beg you, don't kill me!"

Regardless of whether the demon beast understood human speech, Randell hurriedly pleaded for mercy.

But the next instant, the Iron-Plated Fire Salamander's response was a look of contempt.

Wait!

Can an Iron-Plated Fire Salamander even have a look of contempt?

Randell felt he must be hallucinating.

Of course, such stray thoughts were quickly driven away.

Because in the next instant, his entire mind held only one thought.

That was pain!

Crack!

"Ah! My legs, damn it, my legs!" The pain was so intense it felt like death!

A piercing wail echoed across the wasteland.

It turned out the Iron-Plated Fire Salamander had shifted its body and stepped on his legs.

With the Iron-Plated Fire Salamander weighing at least four or five tons.

The weight of that single step was beyond imagination!

Randell watched helplessly as the part of his body below the knees was completely crushed into the mud by the Iron-Plated Fire Salamander.

He was unfortunate, yet also fortunate!

Because after stepping on him, the Iron-Plated Fire Salamander made no further moves, such as swallowing him whole.

Instead, it ran straight toward the forest on the side.

With the departure of the Iron-Plated Fire Salamander, Randell finally saw his legs, now a blur of flesh and blood.

"Ah! My legs! Damn it!"

"My lord Randell, are you alright!"

"My lord Randell, are you well!"

The subordinates who had scattered earlier finally returned.

At this moment, concern was evident on everyone's faces.

"You... you damn scum!"

Randell roared in fury, angry at the Iron-Plated Fire Salamander, and even more angry at these cowardly guards; after cursing once, his eyes simply rolled back, and he fainted from rage.