It's no problem to bully and bully Xiao Penyu, looking at his spicy grinding ~~~ big door board sword, the rookie was directly scared stupid, and the crispy skin was even more slashed in seconds.

But those guys guarding the retreat are not rookies.

With one against four, Swain can't do it.

With this kind of extra-large sword, there is a principle that must be defended, that is, you must not be trapped.

The will to fall into battle, there is death but no life.

The extra-large sword is trapped, and the stars think that you lack intelligence.

Worried about the head of the guard, Swain used the poisonous throwing knife of justice.

The blow hit the side of the throat, and seeing that the poison sealed the throat with blood ensured that the victim was incurable, Swain showed his body and sold his flaws, and the enemy really caught up.

"You go report to Brother Tug, you follow me!"

Luckily, the lead mercenary sought stability, and then divided one person into the tomb for help.

Two-on-one, without a bag, two murderers who licked blood with the tip of a knife chased Sven's back into the shade of the tree.

After a night of hard work, Swain was not in a good state, and the early morning sleep regained some strength, but it could not make up for the loss of concentration.

Sven's luck was good, or rather, his opponent's luck was bad, as the crossbow aimed at the back of the heart hit the fixed rivet of the shoulder armor, and the arrow that should have killed became an ornament on Sven's back.

Stepping into the preset ambush position, Sven jumped off a low cliff and crawled down the trench to hide behind a pile of rubble not far away.

"That grandson has taken all the swords! Cut. ”

"The strength of the dog [beep] is not small, this sword is heavy enough."

Without Sven's figure, the pursuing mercenary duo did not have the consciousness to kill them all, and left with the loot.

One of them was on guard with crossbow arrows, and the other jumped down to pick up Sven's broadsword.

So Sven took out the bottle of poisonous fog and threw it out, the trench that was one and a half high was not difficult to climb, but it was a dream if he was suddenly attacked, and he didn't take two mouthfuls of poisonous fog.

The volatile poisonous mist is not fatal, but the spicy mercenary has blurred tears and difficulty breathing, and struggles to hold on to the earthen wall to go around, and loses his combat ability in a short time.

Don't ask why a woodcutter would have such a high-end alchemy as a poisonous mist bottle, Sven pulls out his hatchet and axe to one-on-one with the last enemy, only to find that the man is gone.

Loosening the shoulder armor and looking at the crossbow bolts pierced through the iron sheet, Sven was afraid for a while, damn, these outlaws raised by [beep] actually fed poison on the arrows!

Dressed again, Sven was not in a hurry to retrieve his broadsword, but followed the trail to find the unlucky man lying on the grass gasping for breath.

After estimating the distance, Sven was not sure to hit the weak spot between the mercenaries' armor at such a distance, so he walked over openly.

Sou.

An arrow pierced Swain's toe.

The mercenary leader stepped out from behind the hidden tree.

"Leave me alone, how about it?"

"Isn't putting your accomplices in this position just trying to snipe me? You're good at archery. ”

"It's just taking people's money."

"Is there trust between us?"

"No, and there is no need."

"You say."

"You're powerful, you're in a hurry, you're in a hurry, aren't you?"

Swain listened quietly, not speaking.

"I counted a hundred in my heart just now, and if there is no support, the church is finished."

The mercenary leader lowered his crossbow arrows, relaxed his stance, and continued.

"You are very powerful, better than me, continue to confront, I am not sure of victory. No, there is no certainty of survival. ”

"So?"

"Give me a chance, let me go. I don't want to fight you. ”

Sven took ten steps backwards.

The mercenary leader took twenty steps towards his fallen accomplice.

Sven took another ten steps back.

The mercenary took another twenty steps.

Then the mercenary slowly raised his crossbow and aimed it at his accomplice, who was barely breathing on the ground, aimed it in the eye socket, and pulled the trigger.

"Don't look at me like that, I let the night watchman in."

The mercenary put away his crossbow and threw the barrel of arrows at his waist in front of Sven.

"Sister Natalie saved my life, it's as simple as that. I'm not a good person, but I have a favor and a vengeance. ”

"He's not your companion?"

Swain was finally moved.

"Where did the vultures come from, they just smell the same."

Sven grabbed the flying knife in his palm, slowly bent down to pick up the quiver, and gradually withdrew from the mercenary leader's field of vision.

Quickly retrieved the sword, found a bush and threw away the quiver, and quickly returned to the entrance of the tomb, just in time to meet the "helper" who had stripped off his clothes and wrapped his belongings, and Swain ended his life with his sword in hand.

Ignoring the belongings scattered on the ground, Sven picked up the torch that had fallen to the ground and entered it.

There was an unsettling silence along the way.

Through a narrow corridor, there is a square cellar with a passage in each of the first three directions.

On the left is a confessional-like place, and on the right is a bed-dwelling divided into small rooms, neither of which is ambushed or human.

Walking through the passage in the middle, the hidden mechanism of the altar has been opened, and the floor in front of the altar has been lifted, and a stone staircase leads deeper into the earth.

Sven took several deep breaths and stepped inside.

The corpse, along the way explained the hideous-faced panicked and frightened corpse, without external injuries.

Swain sensed that they might have been scared to death.

But when Sven prepares to face the unknown demon, he discovers that the end of this passage is the burial chamber, the real burial chamber.

"Natalie. Is Selin's retarded? ”

Sven didn't understand this Qingqi brain circuit, hid the secret base under the cemetery, and built a secret tomb in the secret base, what kind of operation is this?!

But when he looked at the corpses all over the ground and illuminated them by the firelight, he couldn't help but sigh.

Captain of the Guard, dead.

From his bosom, Swain found two letters, one addressed to his lord Carlos. Barov, the other recipient of the letter is himself.

"Oh my God, or did I tell him the news of King Ka's return, when did he write this letter?"

Swain looked at the brand-new envelope in surprise.

Forget it, those who are obsessed with the details are fools.

After a moment's hesitation, Swain decided to wait here to see what the captain wanted to say to him, so he found a hidden spot and sat down, and began to read by the light of the torches.

My last reliable friend:

Swain, sorry for dragging you in, but I can't find anyone I can trust but you.

The masterminds behind Natalie's murder were Tug and Monterey, and when you read the letter, it is believed that Tug was dead.

I have never betrayed His Majesty, and my guilt comes from the fact that I failed to live up to his expectations.

I fell in love with the prisoners I guarded.

Natalie. Selin, the love of my life, prisoner.

I should have killed her when she picked up that evil blade, but I didn't.

Light and shadow, I don't care anymore, my heart is filled with Natalie's figure.

Do you know what the consequences of taking viper grass juice are, you know?

Natalie was stabbed twice by her disciples, one in the liver and one in the kidneys, while being poisoned in the body.

Doesn't it sound familiar, this kind of punishment, we used on the orcs back then, and it hurt so much that those guys couldn't scream.

Even so, Natalie's last words were to let me escape.

She loves me.

Forgive me, Swain, forgive me for my willfulness, take that dagger in my hand to Alterac, bring it to Your Majesty, and don't listen to its nonsense.

Finally, please bury me with Natalie.

XXXXX is a masterpiece.

"What the hell? Why is a piece missing? ”

Sven looked at the torn piece of paper in the lower right corner, knowing that it was written by the chief of the guard before he came to him, but he looked at the corpse of the chief of the guard......

You're empty-handed, and you have a ** dagger!