The person who replaced him only caught Brian's two swords and his weapon was directly picked up.

Rather than saying that they were part of the patrol, they were just gangsters. Brian thought angrily, what have these people done besides blackmail and blackmail? He and Greyhound meticulously performed the tasks assigned by the lord, and became an alien in the team.

But... it was this group of waste, the scum who did not hesitate to harm the town in order to surrender to the fortress, killed the Greyhound, and used extremely despicable means.

Unforgivable!

He waved his sword and chopped his opponent's neck with a terrified face -

At this moment, a black shadow pierced from the target and approached Brian's heart in the blink of an eye. The attack was too concealed and when he noticed it, it was too late to block it.

In desperation, he kicked the ground hard, his body bounced back, and a stinging pain came from his chest at the same time.

After rolling for two rounds, he stood up and immediately put on a defensive posture. The sword attack just now only pierced his coat and skin, but fortunately it was not a big deal. The key was the person who stabbed this sword! He remembered that no one in the patrol had such sword skills.

"Huh? You actually dodged," the man pushed away his teammate who had lost his weapon and walked forward step by step.

With the light of fire, Brian found that he didn't know the other person at all. He was not tall, but his hands were too long, and if he hung down, he could almost be as good as his knees. His face looked strange, and Brian swore that he had never seen this face before.

"You're not a patrol person...Who are you?"

Although they didn't deal with the five people next door, they always recognized them. The guy in front of him obviously replaced one of them and followed the team into the castle. It was not surprising that he didn't find it when he was on the road in the middle of the night, but it was impossible for them to find it. Since they were not surprised by this, there was only one explanation. This guy was specially arranged by the guy.

"You have guessed the answer, why ask me?" He smiled indifferently, "You're going to die soon."

"Damn, he hurt me!" said fierce scab angrily, "Viol snake, chop off his hands and feet quickly, I will slowly shine his blood!"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Hills, I must give priority to completing the tasks assigned by Lord Earl."

Before he finished speaking, the guy called the venomous snake bullied himself. His action angle was tricky and weird, and his extremely long arm span, so Brian fell into a hard battle for a while and was forced to retreat repeatedly, and he could not find a chance to counterattack.

Be careless! Brian felt a little anxious. After hitting the underground aisle for so long, the people above should have noticed it, right?

I originally planned to avenge the Greyhound with my own hands, but now I just hope to last longer and wait for His Highness’s personal guards to come and surround these villains.

"You seem to be expecting something," the venomous snake suddenly stopped attacking, "I guess I want to wait for the prince's people to save you? Unfortunately, this kind of stone castle is different from the taverns and hotels you usually use. The whole floor slab will creak when someone is looking for fun. Just close the door here, even if you tear your throat and shout, you won't hear anything from your head."

Brian was stunned when he was told that the idea was in the center, and the poisonous snake was waiting for this opportunity. He kept holding the sword downward to paralyze his opponent, and raised his other hand slightly, triggering the trigger of the crossbow hidden in his sleeve.

A crossbow arrow that was only the length of an index finger shot out from the cuff. Brian only heard the soft buzzing of Jixian, and the arrow had already penetrated his lungs.

The unbearable severe pain suddenly exploded in front of his chest. Brian threw a sword at the venomous snake that was pounced on him and turned backwards. But the blood oozing from his lungs quickly poured into the trachea, making it difficult for him to breathe. Before he could run far, Brian tripped over the threshold and fell to the ground staggeringly.

The poisonous snake caught up quickly and wanted to bear the opponent, but was caught by the fierce scar.

"Let me do it," he said gritting his teeth, "I want this guy to know what will happen to stab me!"

A trace of coldness flashed across the face of the poisonous snake, but in the end he turned sideways and made way out, "Do it more carefully, don't forget our business."

The scar grabbed Brian's hair and roared at him, "Believe me, you'll die in pain."

Brian wanted to squirt blood on the other person's face, but his strength was like flowing water. He knew that he would not have been alive for long. Past regrets surged in his heart, such as his wife he had not met yet, such as his unrealized dream of a knight. But the most regrettable thing is that he failed to avenge the Greyhound.

Wait, what is that?

He blinked, and there was a woman sitting on the box in front of him. Although she couldn't see clearly in the dark light, her delicate figure showed that she was undoubtedly a woman.

Hell, is this an illusion? When he fell into this room, he didn't see anyone inside. Could it be that the gods in the sky heard his complaint and specially created a fantasy to comfort him?

"Hey, you are fighting so much on someone else's territory and planning to kill people in front of me, I'm afraid it's not appropriate?"

Bright only felt that the scar's hand shook and he suddenly loosened his hair. A sound of weapons being unsheathed came from around him, and several loud shouts sounded at the same time, "Who are you!?"

Their reaction was too... After that, Brian thought vaguely, wasn't he seeing an illusion?

"Of course I'm from here," the woman jumped off the wooden barrel and bent down to pat the dust on her robe. In the dim fire, Brian saw the strange patterns embroidered on her robe - three parallel triangles, and huge eyes embedded in the center. The outline of the eyes reflected a little golden light under the fire.

"Where are you? Are the mice slipping in from the gutter?" Her voice was crisp and pleasant, but without any emotion. This is unreasonable... No one should be so calm when seeing a murder scene.

The poisonous snake also realized this. He looked solemn, slowly walked around the other side, and suddenly raised his sword and stabbed it straight.

The woman didn't even turn her head and waved her hand lightly. The poisonous snake didn't even see her weapon, but only felt a gust of cold wind blowing through his body.

With a scream, the fierce scar widened his eyes in disbelief. He saw the poisonous snake rushing up and retreating quickly, but the part where he originally held the sword was empty.

His arm and his sword fell to the ground.

Fear immediately strangled the throat of the fierce scar. Others may not know it, but he knew the background of the poisonous snake very well. "Take a ruthless move, cunning and dangerous." This is what the Earl said about this person. Those who can be attracted by the Earl and recruited must not be underestimated. Even Brian could not last for half a quarter of an hour under his attack. But now, he was accidentally hit by a woman and cut off his entire arm.

"What are you still standing there? Go and kill her!" the poisonous snake shouted, holding the wound.

Bryan, who had lost too much blood, began to blur his vision. He heard the sound of footsteps everywhere, the sound of weapons colliding, and... the muffled sound of the human body falling to the ground. What exactly happened? He tried to roll his eyes and looked forward-

Then the patrol captain saw a picture that he couldn't understand.

The figure of the woman was like a ghost. She walked around the crowd, appearing and disappearing. Every attack would penetrate the enemy's key points. Rather than fighting, it would be better to say that in dancing, he had never seen anyone wielding a killing weapon so rhythmically, the sword shadow flew up and down, drawing incredible trajectories. In comparison, the people around were just a group of clumsy clowns. They fought back in vain and fell down... In the end, she was the only one left in the field, proudly independent.
Chapter completed!