Griffons rolled down the ramp, the chains rubbed against the gravel, leaving behind fluffy blood and feathers all over the ground.

It struggled to shake its wings, and torches chased out from behind, arrows and spears broke through the air.

Tonight, the windows of the houses are closed and the taverns are closed.

In the silence, people listened to the shrill and unwilling eagle, moving from the high ground to the city wall, and finally whether to die or escape, no one went to explore.

A small group of garrisons returned to the high ground with Arnold.

More intense resistance occurred outside the city, warlord rebellion, causing conflict, and the price of calm was small-scale war.

Najiya staggered up the stairs, stepping on the grass again from the unknown entrance to the trail.

She saw that the army had already controlled the scene, some bodies were dragged and sorted out, some prisoners were pressed to the ground, and swords were used to support each other.

"Kay, where is Kathy?"

No one answered, but they all looked at the inside of the castle with a complicated expression.

There was still constant commotion outside, and the castle refugees had no reason to retreat, and the army had no time to deal with it.

Nagiya endured the dizziness and stood in the hall, and people made way.

She felt apprehensive in her heart and rushed up the steps, but because of unstability, she almost fell on the kick.

It was this pause that I glanced at the long table in my sight, where several pieces of armor were thrown down - interwoven phoenix flower arm guards, light gray silver armor.

"This is Cathy's, no, no!"

The female consultant ran up in panic and hurried past the aisle, and heard that the corridor was still confrontation.

Five Antonwesen cavalry were waving their weapons, but they were wandering. The prisoners used the weapons they picked up to piece together the shield wall and stuck their way.

No one knows what's going on inside.

However, those untidy corpses and the military chief who was in a coma...

They all look like bad news.

Najiya felt that the blood had reached her throat, and she fell straight down, and was discovered and helped by the cavalry in time.

"Why are you the only one here, the Arnolds?"

Her voice was low and she had no tone.

"It is said that he is commanding outside and cannot support it for the time being."

"Okay, OK, let me in!"

The cavalry blocked her as much as possible with their shields and moved forward slowly.

The mercenaries in the corridor were sharp-eyed and actually gave up their seats directly, but only one person was allowed.

"It's okay, let me in, that person is waiting for me to pay the ransom."

...

In the room, Adam finished his meditation and raised his head from the windowsill.

[The Mercenary tells you that someone is about to enter.]

Najiya opened her eyes as she walked into the room with great courage, and the girl shouted in dismay.

"Madam, please help..."

bite.

The steel dagger pierced straight into the wall, only half an inch from the neck.

Cathy could even feel a little grey falling down the collar, when she lowered her perspective—leather gloves, dark blades.

The throat surged, and the call for help was hoarse.

Najiya also breathed a sigh of relief, and there was no too much picture.

Cathy was hung on the wall, her hands were tied tightly by strips of cloth torn into sheets, and she stood on tiptoe and was hung on the curtain hook.

There is no armor on his body, only satin sleeve shirts and simple trousers.

Fortunately, she likes military uniforms, otherwise she would have to show her close-fitting clothes now.

"You are a scumbag, throw your equipment outside and make those sluts fantasy, this is throwing dirty water on the kingdom!"

Adam did not answer this point, but said coldly.

"Ms., it's better to have a short conversation. I think you're in a hurry."

With extraordinary five senses, he could find that the other party's aura was chaotic and he was purely forcing his body to confront him here.

Najiya naturally understood that she took out the ring from the mezzanine of her pocket.

The metal object drew a curve and landed steadily in his hand.

【Lord Ring】

【It has many secrets.】

"Hurry up and put her down and get out!"

The female consultant felt anxious because she didn't have much time to wake up, sweat had soaked her back, and her pupils were even mixed.

"I want to take her out of the city and ask the cavalry to come out of the city tomorrow, otherwise no one will survive."

"No! I can't just go out like this, ma'am save me."

Cathy was the first to struggle and shout, and the curves rippled slightly under the moonlight in the window. How could he go out with such an indecent appearance?

The steel knife pressed down from the ground without any warning, and the noise disappeared.

Cathy's mind was blank, and at that moment, she felt death brushing across her neck.

The skin is broken, the tingling pain is clear, and the smell of copper jumps into the tip of the nose.

She didn't dare to move, and there was warm blood slowly flowing down, gathering at the edge of her collarbone.

"You can choose, and your neck goes to the right and you can end it."

Adam stood before her, his expression as calm as the night, but much more desolate than the wind.

"You will learn some lessons. After all, the way I took you out of the city is not gentle. Think about the servants who made mistakes, how do you treat them before you make sure that the apology is effective?"

Cathy's mind was already white, and her brain tried her best to meet the blade and end the verbal humiliation.

But the body is stiff and the indescribable desire to survive cannot be completed and cut off on its own.

[You are plagued by secret techniques and magic comes over, but you cannot take control of your soul.]

When Adam gritted his teeth and looked at the health value, he found a small defect.

Puff ~

Najiya couldn't support her body and collapsed to the ground with her blood.

"You, you can't kill her."

Before the female consultant fainted, her fingertips jumped into the lord's ring, and the notes popped up instantly.

[People with elf bloodlines swear with their souls and entrust them to you]

[You can complete the commission, and the other party will complete one thing that your life can achieve for you.]

The Lord Ring has responsibility, and the responsibility for the entire three races is obviously not easily avoided.

If you refuse this commission, you will obviously be punished.

Adam glanced at the content, sighed deeply, turned around and sucked Cathy with a steel sword scabbard.

The girl was in pain, and then she woke up slightly from the psychological struggle, and saw that the lady had fallen to the ground and was in a bad condition.

"In this city, except for yours, she may be the only one who sincerely hopes you will live, and you are still playing the noble game of honor and disgrace?"

Adam glared at the other person, pinched his chin, and blocked it tightly with the sheet strip, and was not curious about the answer.

"Woo, woo."

While struggling, the girl was carried on her shoulders.

Cathy's hair was swept around, and the more fatal blow than embarrassment and discomfort was that she felt another severe pain from behind her.

Adam pulled another scabbard in the arc, waiting for the hostages to settle down slightly.

He continued to intimidate.

"If it were you, I would pretend to be dizzy. After all, it would be even more inappropriate to shout like this."

Sure enough, the weight on the shoulders was slightly stable, and this relatively light body was completely silent.

A faint choking came.

When he passed by Najiya, he glanced at him and reminded him.

【Extremely weak】

"If you want to save her, the best way is to cooperate with me to leave the castle and let Arnold bring people in."

There is no other reaction on the shoulder, which may be considered as the default.

Princess Anton Visson became a hostage in full view and was carried on Adam's left shoulder.

The mercenaries held their weapons and guarded them. No one dared to stop them. They walked out of the castle and came to the lawn.

The chariot rumbled out, and the giant iron spear was aiming at the center of the wreckage, where a roar was heard.

The fork-tailed dragon stepped on countless horizontal corpses, had broken its wings and hung loosely beside the back thorn.

Here, Adam finally realized the person behind the scenes.
Chapter completed!