Arrows, through the clouds and wind!

The black arrow was like a black light, fleeting in front of the soldier's eyes, and in the blink of an eye, it was already in front of Krylov III.

The nobles who were paying attention to the situation on the battlefield only heard a roar, and after being startled, they suddenly looked up, only to find that the black light was already close at hand-

"Ahh

A nobleman threw away the mirror, and he tried to turn around and run away, but he tripped over the chair, and he took the chair down and fell to the ground.

"No—"

The other nobles shouted, their eyes closed in horror, and subconsciously raised their hands, trying to block the arrow with their weak hands.

Marquis Arroella's eyes widened, and he subconsciously held his breath, seeing that the arrow was already imminent, he reacted.

"Master!" shouted Marquis Aroella, clasping his hands on the armrests and turning his head in disarray.

And the 'master' in his mouth, the old mage took a puff of cigarette calmly.

"Phew......" The old mage exhaled the smoke, but other than that, he didn't make any moves, and sat quietly in his place, not worried at all.

'Estem', who was hiding in the shadows, saw this scene through Rickan's eyes, and was also stunned.

For he could see clearly through Rykan's eyes that the arrow had been shot from the ranks of the Wind's leader, and from what he knew, there were indeed some knights in the Wind's Lordship who could do that, though he hadn't really seen it.

But why did they assassinate Krylov III?

Krylov III didn't give 'Estem' time to think, he stared at the black light and sneered.

"Rikan!"

A loud shout reached Estem''s ears, and his mind went blank for a moment.

'Oh no!' the thought crossed Estem's mind, and before he could take control of the nezumi adventurer's body, it had already turned into a shadow.

The power of the shadows swirled around the nezumi, and Rykan leapt out of the shadows without hesitation, drawing the two daggers at his waist.

At this time, his brain was extremely calm, just like when he was adventurous in the past, the adventurer's sense of smell of 'danger' was extremely sensitive, and Rickan naturally felt the smell of 'danger' and even 'death' from that arrow, but at the same time, he also saw the possibility of 'breaking'!

Rykan leapt out of the shadows, leapt into the air, jumped right in front of the arrow, and stopped in the 'way' of the arrow.

The two daggers enveloped by the power of the shadows resembled two black snakes with long tails dragging them, and the two black snakes were controlled by Rykan in his hands, and after half a second, they collided with the arrow, and the cauldron hit the urn, which was extremely piercing.

Qiang –

Rickan crossed the daggers in front of him, and because there was nothing in the air to draw on, he was knocked out by the powerful arrow.

Fortunately, he changed the trajectory of the arrow in the air, and although he was unable to stop the arrow, the arrow could not hurt Krylov III.

Rickan's light body flipped and landed in the air and landed behind Krylov III's chair, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, two murderous auras came from behind him!

"W-"

Boom!

Rykan turned around, raised his twin daggers to block the two attacking swords, and couldn't help but change his face when he saw the appearance of the two attackers.

"Your Majesty, be careful!" Rykan let out a sharp cry.

"Huh......" Krylov III sneered and did not answer Rykan's words.

'Damn !!'

After hearing Krylov III's sneer, 'Estem' realized that something was wrong, and a part of his soul hiding in Rekan's body let out a scream.

Then, through Rickan's eyes, he saw several glass bottles being tossed by soldiers who were also dressed as guards.

The bottle kept spinning, the golden liquid inside was also rolling, and the rich divine aura had spread out of the bottle, and 'Estem' was already disgusted after just a slight sniff!

Smack!

The glass bottle was smashed on Rikan's body, and after the glass shattered, the holy water splashed, and these 'holy water', which had been blessed by the transcendent priests and had been enshrined in the church for a long time, instantly burst out with a strong holy aura!

The holy light shone in front of Rikan, and the holy water reacted with his body, and at this moment, his arms went limp, but the two attackers in front of him withdrew their long swords at this time.

One of the guards cracked the nezuk's mouth, and the other took a few bottles of uncorked holy water from his colleague and poured them all into Rykan's mouth!

Trumpet!

The old mage, who had been sitting indifferent, snapped his fingers, and a shield suddenly appeared beside Rykan.

"Ah!!!!!!!h

At this moment, Rickan found himself unable to control his body, and his throat involuntarily let out a scream.

- [Soul Scream]!

"Krylov III, you calculate my !!"

Rickan couldn't believe that such a 'vicious' voice was coming from his own mouth, and what he didn't know was that he was still able to maintain self-awareness, which meant that the Demon Lord who controlled him was already at the end of the crossbow - in fact, he didn't even know that he had already been controlled!

The shield had already shattered after 'Estem' sent out that [Soul Scream], but at this moment, 'Estem' had no strength to use other abilities, and could only watch as Rykan's mouth was once again filled with high-purity holy water.

Because of the fear of being harmed by the divine aura of the high-purity holy water, the consciousness that resides in Rykan's body has been cut off from Estem's body, and now he can be regarded as a real incarnation, but he is also going to die here!

"I curse...... Cough...... Curse you—"

Estem's avatar took control of Rykan's body and tried to unleash the last, most resentful curse, but before he could finish his sentence, Rykan had regained control of his body.

Because of the 'obligatory exorcism', Rickan is still weak in his limbs, but he has regained control of his body.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty......"

Rykan was pinned to the ground by two guards, unable to move.

His mouth was still shaking, but he now had some understanding of what was going on before.

He regained control of his body after hearing a wail in his head.

The nobles around him opened their mouths wide, not realizing what was happening, and the Marquis of Aroela was also shocked, not understanding what was going on at all.

"Thank you for your help!" said Krylov III, first thanking the three men in the armor of the guards.

"No thanks, this is part of the task given to us by the head maid. ”

A knight from the Sorrowful Wind Realm smiled freely, turned over and rode on his warhorse, "Then Your Majesty, let's go first!"

Krylov III nodded to the knight with a smile on his lips, and the knight rode towards the Sorrowful Wind army with two soldiers.

Looking at the back of the knight leaving, Krylov III had a complicated look in his eyes, thinking how good it would be if he could have such a subordinate...... Unfortunately, that's not possible.

After the knight left with two soldiers, Krylov III did not look at the nobles, but extended his hand to Rikan, "Rikan, can you get up?"

Looking at Krylov III's hand, and then at the smiling Krylov III, Rykan gritted his teeth, reached out to take the hand of His Majesty the King, and stood up with strength.

"Of course, it's just a slight physical discomfort!" Rickan grinned, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your concern." ”

"Haha, that's good!"

Krylov III laughed twice, glanced at the Marquis of Arroella, then turned to look at the battlefield, picked up the communication stone, and shouted: "In addition to the receiving troops and convoys, the second and third echelons are pressed up—"

"Quick Fix!"