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After a fierce quarrel, the witches were finally persuaded by Anne to follow the clown into the woods first.

Soon it was Jokor's turn and the rest of the men.

"My lord, we should go too," Iwaiyama passed by him carrying a sack of grain, "or if the enemy detects it, all the work will be in vain." ”

"I'd like to say a few more words to her later. ”

He thought that it would take a long time to make a decision on this matter, but he did not expect that it would take less than a quarter of an hour to confirm the candidate.

The man who came forward was number seventy-six.

Although Iwayama and Anne also expressed their willingness to stay, Joko chose her as the nominal leader of the team.

"I've been training for five years at Black Money, and I'm a fast runner, so don't worry too much about me. Seventy-Six's words were simple, as simple as an ordinary farewell, "Didn't you say there was a village, and when I drove the carriage there, and mixed in with the villagers, they would never find me." When the turmoil is over, I'll join you - in the border city of Greycastle, where you remember to wait for me. ”

However, the magician whispered to him that the village was thirty miles away, and that it was almost impossible for those who remained to get there before the knights. Moreover, when the carriages are connected, the speed of travel will be greatly reduced, and this chance is even slimmer.

If the pursuers had not come to capture the witch on the orders of the Lord of Dawn, then everything would have been a false alarm. But if the other party was like the magician feared, how the deceived knight would vent his anger at Seventy-Six, Joko could imagine with his eyes closed.

He vaguely realized in his heart that if the convoy was intercepted by the Knights of the Royal Capital, the only one who might survive was himself. Ampein Moya may have demanded a large ransom from Roland and mocked him as a laughing stock of the nobility, but he certainly would not have been guillotined easily. Except for him, the rest of the people who were caught were basically dead.

Perhaps he was the one who should have stayed the most to attract the attention of his pursuers.

Joko tried to stand up several times, but fear made him unable to move his feet at all, and he was unable to say that sentence until he finally couldn't say it.

The ambassador is the face of the king, and I can't be caught by them and laughed at and insulted, because that would be an insult to the king of the Grey Keep. He had to comfort himself so much that he wouldn't even be able to look Seventy-Six in the eye if he didn't think so.

Damn, she's just a slave she bought.

Joko walked up to Seventy-Six and was about to say something, but the other man had already opened his mouth, "My lord, this is my own choice, and it has nothing to do with 'black money' - although Silver always teaches us to be ready to sacrifice for 'black money', I don't like it at all. I thought I would spend my whole life underground, pleasing those guests, and when I grew old, I would become a new silverface, or I would be assigned a handyman and never see the light of day. But you took me out of there so that I could feel the world outside, and I have no regrets. Hurry into the woods, it's too late. ”

"But ......"

"Thank you, my lord," Seventy-Six laughed, "without your words, I might have been killed in an underground cave, and this life is yours." And I'm not sure anything will happen to me, so we'll see you in Greycastle if we get the chance. ”

"My lord, we must go," Brother Jom urged behind him.

Joko took a deep breath and turned to leave.

Yes, she's just a slave.

This is the most appropriate choice.

Thinking so, my heart seems to be blocked.

Before entering the woods, Joko turned her head one last time, and saw that the convoy was already slowly moving forward under the direction of Number Seventy-Six, and she did not stop or wave goodbye, as if it were just a simple resignation.

Just like the reason she stood up.

Soon, the shadows of the trees obscured his vision.

Seventy-six didn't keep the convoy going.

After about a mile of travel, she stopped the horse.

Farther away, the entrance to the woods is nowhere to be seen.

She jumped off her horse and sat at the back of the carriage, quietly waiting for her pursuers to arrive.

The time to sit may be long, but it is only a short moment for her, and in the long years, the last thing she lacks is time, and waiting has long become a habit.

As the sun set in the west, the knights appeared at the end of the road.

They did not wear the insignia or colored satin of the Knights of the Royal Capital, but the elaborate armor and tall horses indicated that the pursuers were indeed from the big cities.

Number 76 silently counted the number of the other party, a total of thirty-five, half of whom were subordinates. However, from their eyes and actions, it can be seen that these knights are never much worse than the knights of small places.

Seeing the carriage parked on the side of the road, the leader frowned, and with a flick of his horsewhip, the knights immediately swarmed up and surrounded the convoy.

"Sir Logan, there's no one in the car anymore!"

"Interesting...... Looks like our Greykeep ambassador has also released scouts," Logan sneered, "Kao, Jester, you two go back and check the footprints on both sides of the road. Since it was an abandonment of the car and an escape, it was impossible to leave no traces. ”

This sentence already explains their intentions.

"Sir, this woman ......"

"Cut off her hands and feet, and torture them briefly, but since she dares to stay here, you shouldn't be able to ask for anything. ”

"No, they fled to the woods. Seventy-six stood up and said, "It's not far behind you." But ......"

"But what?" one of the knights had drawn his sword, and his other free hand reached for her arm.

Obviously, even if she said the answer, the group didn't intend to let her go.

"But you don't have a chance to trouble witches again. ”

Seventy-six flipped his hand and grabbed the opponent's wrist with lightning speed, and then pulled hard, and the burly knight flew straight up and threw himself into her arms like a child.

And his head was right under her armpit.

The shoulders were slightly closed, the armor creaked with a tooth-aching sound, and with a snap, the helmet left where it was supposed to be, about a fist's width away from the collar armor at its neck.

The knight spasmed like a fish out of water.

"Let go of Charlie!"

"Damn it, kill her!"

The others drew their swords and stabbed at her.

Seventy-Six thrusts the knight with the broken neck at the attacker, forcing them to return their swords to block, while she grabs the unlucky man's fallen saber and slashes at the nearest enemy.