Click!

With another arrow hit, cracks began to appear in the armor on Shiva's chest, but compared to the completely smashed and bloody wound on his back, this time he was hit and didn't need to be cared about at all; And this Marquis Vaubana's personal bodyguard, the chief of the guard of many guards, didn't care at all.

After all, Shiva, as a silver knight, when he entered the silver level, his control over himself had already reached a point that ordinary people would not think.

It's like a wound on his back, which seems to be blurred with flesh and blood, but it doesn't have the kind of blood that ordinary people can't stop bleeding at all.

This is the biggest difference between the Silver level and the lower level.

And it is precisely because of this difference that the Silver Knight has unimaginable combat power for ordinary people, and even, in the eyes of ordinary people, it is immortal.

Of course, this is naturally in the eyes of ordinary people, in a real battle, injuries such as a severed head and a pierced heart are also fatal to the Silver Knight.

It's like another silver knight with a pierced abdomen behind the captain of the Khiva guard.

At this moment, the silver knight was leaning against the wall, only a slight breath remained, and his breath was like a gossamer, and he could die at any time - even if his abdominal cavity was already wrapped in layers of cloth, if he did not get any more treatment, the final result was already predictable.

The death of a silver-level knight of 'aid' in Vauban is definitely not a joke, and it may even cause a war between the two counties.

Therefore, Khiva is trying to open a way to survive the seriously injured Silver Knight beside him.

Also to save Vauban from a possible war!

But......

Shiva's gaze looked out of the side hall, where there was the opponent who had raided him, and a team of crossbowmen led by three great knights.

The other opponent who had raided the Silver Knight beside him was nowhere to be found, followed by seven great knights and more crossbowmen.

This made Khiva very uneasy.

After all, the Lord he was loyal to was not by his side.

Thinking of the safety of the Lord, Shiva once again charged.

It's a pity that in the face of a silver knight on a par with him, plus a team of crossbowmen led by three great knights, such a charge of Khiva is useless.

Once again, he was forced back.

Moreover, after the cuirass once again resisted the attack, it was completely shattered.

Bang dang!

Shiva threw down his breastplate, which had no effect, and stood in the room, he looked at the opponent opposite, and his already strict face was even more meticulous at this time.

He couldn't delay it, and he was ready to fight hard.

And at this moment, in his sight, the light of the communication crystal came from the opponent who blocked him.

"Pock, assemble at the first target location!"

There was a hint of irrefutable in the deep voice.

Then, Shiva saw that the opponent who had been pestering him, leading his subordinates, quickly withdrew, without the slightest nostalgia.

The retreat of the enemy, Khiva should have breathed a sigh of relief.

However, the wording of the 'first target' in the communication crystal made him more and more uneasy.

Shiva looked at the retreating enemy, and then, looking at the 'helper' beside him, who was seriously wounded and dying, and finally, he gritted his teeth, leaned over to the other party, and whispered, "Hold on!" I'll be right back! ”

Between the Marquis de Vauban and the other party, Khiva chose the former; After pouring the only medicine on his body on the other man's mouth and wound, Shiva picked up his two-handed greatsword and followed behind the raiders.

And just a few corridors later, the assaulters in front stopped.

Although the fog was thick, Khiva was sure that the other party had already shown himself, and the other party's fearless attitude made the alarm bell ring in his heart all the time.

However, as soon as he saw the Marquis of Vauban, who was surrounded not far away, Shiva charged without hesitation.

The huge two-handed sword, with a 'woo' whistling sound, swept away the members of the surrounding 'brotherhood'.

"Your Excellency!"

Shiva reached out and hugged the crumbling Marquis de Vauban with concern in his eyes.

"I'm alright, Lord Mott?"

The Marquis de Vauban waved his hand and asked his chief of guard.

"After receiving a sudden magic attack before, he was plotted and seriously injured!"

Shiva said truthfully, and this made the Marquis Vauban face darken again.

In fact, the only thing he could hope for now was Shiva and that Mott beside him.

But the cruelty of reality told the old marquis once again how impossible it was for him to think - Shiva was beside him, and the Mott was badly wounded and had fallen into a coma.

What else is he going to do to turn the tide?

"Even if you can't turn the tide...... The safety of that adult must be ensured, too! ”

The old marquis took a deep breath, let himself stand up without relying on himself as much as possible, he looked at the large number of enemies in front of him, and said very quickly: "Go and protect the lord in the hall, that is the place where you need to wield...... Here, leave it to me! ”

"But, my lord, ......"

"Go!"

The chief of the guard wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the marquis's sharp voice.

"Yes, sir!"

Looking at the stern face of the old marquis, Shiva bowed and ran towards the hall not far behind him.

And until Shiva disappeared, the members of the 'Brotherhood' in front of him, including the silver-level strength with an axe and gun in his hand, did not move.

Just let Khiva go.

"Come on!"

The Marquis Vauban raised the long sword in his hand again with great difficulty, pointing at the enemy on the opposite side - although he had the strength of a knight when he was young, but with the increase of age, the Marquis of Vauban has long since lost his original bravery, and he was able to support it hard, except for the magic items he carried, but the enemy on the opposite side did not kill him.

As the Marquis de Vauban who had fought in real battles, it was not difficult to feel.

Although it was not clear why the other party would show mercy to his subordinates, the Marquis of Vauban understood the other party's ill intentions and ...... The plot has been planned for a long time.

After all, being able to set up such a magic array in his castle without him realizing it was definitely not something that could be accomplished overnight.

Even, there are definitely more than one or two people installed by the other party.

This made the Marquis of Vauban feel a burning pain in his face, a strong sense of humiliation, which made him shameless to face the lord who trusted him and put himself in danger; So, the Marquis de Vauban was ready to wash away his humiliation with blood and prove his dignity.

Whether it's the enemy's or your own.

"Your Excellency the Marquis de Vaubana, don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry......"

A voice rang out, low and still low, so that the Marquis de Vauban could distinguish very lightly that the owner of this voice was the one who had been sounding from time to time since the beginning of the battle, commanding the whole situation.

The Marquis de Vauban struggled to widen his eyes and look in the direction from which the voice came.

He wanted to see what the person who had failed him was like.

The black robe, without the waist of the scribe's robe, seems to be a little fat, but it will definitely not get in the way, and the footsteps are neat enough, and the staff in his hand follows such footsteps, making a 'click' sound like a drumbeat, and when the other party's face is completely revealed from the mist, the Marquis of Vauban was stunned.

"Delinder?!"

The Marquis of Vauban looked at the wizard advisor in front of him in disbelief, the Marquis of Vauban who had died of illness a year ago, his face was full of surprise, although he had already guessed in the face of the situation in front of him, there were other lurkers around him, but he did not expect that it would be the wizard advisor who had died in his past.

"Yes, Lord Marquis!"

As usual, the former wizarding advisor of the county of Vauban saluted to the Marquis of Vauban in this way; Then, he straightened up, with a smile that was not the slightest difference from the memory of the Marquis Vauban in his memory, and introduced himself again: "Yetir, the four northern counties of the Brotherhood Emerald Kingdom, the head of the Vauban County Branch - Delinder, is my pseudonym, please don't be surprised!" ”

"You're here for Grand Duke Nick?"

The Marquis de Vauban asked with certainty.

With the appearance of the other party, everything that is unreasonable and unconventional is explained.

After all, the other party gave him five years as a wizard advisor, and five years was obviously enough for a great wizard who could freely enter Fort Vauban.

Damn it!

The Marquis de Vauban cursed with remorse made him clench his fists.

Yetil clearly saw the old marquis's clenched fists, and the wizard master couldn't help laughing, as if he was a victor, and Yetir, the great wizard of the 'Brotherhood', began to tell a qiē -

"Your wisdom is still so impressive...... If it weren't for the fact that I've been dead for a long time, I'm afraid that this plan wouldn't have gone so smoothly - from the time I became your wizard advisor six years ago until my death a year ago, and the notes of Master Onidon, who had not been seen for a long time...... This qiē is my plan! ”

"Of course, the notebook of Master Onidon's notes was an accident; I don't mind taking advantage of it, though—you and the Archduchess have so much prejudice against our 'Brotherhood' that our good intentions are always rejected, so we have to give you and the Archduchess a back...... Although it took a little longer to prepare, it was still worth it against a gold-level powerhouse and a county king of a county! ”

"Presumably, from now on, the other Emerald nobles will definitely be scrutinized in the face of our kindness, instead of the arrogant refusal as in the past - of course, I am not a ruthless person, so, as the adult I once served, I don't mind, for the sake of the friendship in the past, I will give you another chance...... Join the Brotherhood! ”

Yetil looked at the Marquis of Vauban in front of him sincerely.

"Join the Brotherhood? That's really a joke - you just need more fertile ground to grow, whether it's my Vauban or anywhere...... So, please don't say the word 'friendship', it's really an insult! ”

The Marquis de Vauban sneered straight out as he had refused last time.

At the same time, he began to tear off the mask of the great wizard's hypocrisy in front of him—something that he couldn't see when he was in the fog, but when he saw it, it was clear.

It was as if the Marquis of Vauban had been puzzled and puzzled that this ambush would fail.

When, Delinder...... No, when Yetil came out, it was crystal clear.

Of course, it also includes the real purpose of the other party's words.

"It's a shame that I thought we could continue to be happy...... See, like you, I'm a person who is accustomed to preparing a set of reserved plans - although there is still a slight gap with your voice, but the Marquis, who has experienced a battle and suffered some accidental injuries, even if his voice is a little different, others will not suspect it, right? ”

Yetil shook his head regretfully, and said slowly—the voice went from low, to peaceful, to unquestionable in grace, and in just one sentence, Yetir's voice was almost exactly the same as that of the Marquis de Vauban, and his countenance began to change, like ripples like water, appeared in front of him.

When one qiē stopped, another Vauban Marquis appeared.

If it weren't for the fact that the latter was wearing a wizard's robe, he would be exactly the same as the Marquis of Vauban in front of him.

"You're not going to get away with it!"

The Marquis of Vauban gritted his teeth and squeezed out such words—even if the other party did not explain, he could guess what the other party wanted to do, and this made the Marquis of Vauban feel the pain of burning all his heart.

Because, the Marquis Vauban knew very well that the other party could really do such a thing.

And he ...... But there is nothing that can be done.

"Thank you for your trust in the past five years!"

Yetil said in the voice of the Marquis de Vauban and then, turning around, he walked towards the core of the magic circle that spread throughout Warbanburg, where he needed to complete his final work.

The face and voice are exactly the same, but they are full of resentment and high-sounding viciousness.

That scene is really indescribable irony.

At least, that's what Dean's eyes are.

Standing in a thick mist, Dean was like a pillar beside him, without the slightest breath of life.

Even the movement of the fingers is done carefully.

Even when his fingertips touched the scroll, Dean didn't relax in the slightest.

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ps second more ~

For the current decadence, it is really a bit difficult to add more, so I can only have the opportunity to write a big chapter - although the 4,000-word large chapter is a bit shabby, but it also proves that the decadence has worked hard, right?

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