Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 103 Acting Head (Two in One) 【Ticket Request】

The Tower of the North Wind, after the blizzard caused by the frost giant, turned into a cold white.

Facing the cold winter sun, Cyril stood on the city wall, and the remaining soldiers carried the remains of the soldiers who died in the sudden ice and snow storm.

The figure of the frost giant disappeared into the far end of the forest, and the clumps of bones receded before the night left.The death of the bone dragon broke the plan of the undead and the frost giant——

Without the support of siege equipment, without the pressing force of the undead army, this sudden attack on the Tower of the North Wind ended in failure at the moment when the bone dragon was blocked by the head of the Knights and shot down by the Titan Arrow launched by the Mage Tower. end.

Cyril quietly moved the last corpse out of the snow. Half of that body was frozen in the ice, and it was only through the fire created by the fire mage apprentice that he was freed from the ice.

The boy reached out to wipe off the snow covering that face, and he couldn't help being taken aback when he saw that face.

It was the unlucky guy whose spear was cut off by him, I remember it was called Klinke, and I saw it once under the city wall.

Unexpectedly, he died at the end of this city defense battle.

He watched the soldiers move Klinko's body down the city wall, and let out a slow breath of air toward the outside of the city.

This battle is finally over, even if this war is still covered with a layer of mystery, such as how did the undead know that the Lich would be born at this time, and why they invaded the Tower of the North Wind in advance - you must know the North Wind in the previous life Before the tower was destroyed by the bone dragon, there was no record of being besieged by the undead.

This is something that only happens on this world line.If he had to say the reason, Cyril could only think of the incident when he walked into Tap Town with the girl on his back and disturbed the Lich Sandro.

However, there was too much information lacking, and the key person, Iris, was not on his side. Unless he could hang her up and fix her limbs to torture him, he couldn't make any inferences.

But in any case, this battle is finally over.When the reinforcements arrive in the afternoon, they will be able to successfully evacuate the Tower of the North Wind and go to the territory of Middle-earth La Rochelle.

There were rustling footsteps on the snow. Cyril turned his head and saw Miss Mia who was tightly wrapped in the mage's robe. She was wrapped in a fluffy white scarf, and most of her face was buried in the scarf. He glanced briefly at the body that had been moved off the city wall, and then turned back to Cyril unbearably.

"Mr. Wei."

The girl raised her head and said worriedly: "Mr. Wei, are you still thinking about that woman?"

"That woman?" Cyril was taken aback, unable to realize who Mia was referring to in these ambiguous words.

"Although I can't understand what she means, I think she must be trying to confuse Mr. Wei's mind. In any case, please don't pay attention to what she said." Mia said cautiously and seriously.

"Oh, you're talking about iris." Cyril suddenly realized that Miss Mia had witnessed the whole process just now on the tower. hair.

"Don't worry, what she said is like a riddle, and I'm too lazy to solve it." Cyril waved his hand.

In fact, he couldn't be more clear about what Iris is going to do. In the future, she will set up Liberty Iris, disrupt La Rochelle's internal affairs, and even confuse the eldest princess to defect.

Talking to him now is nothing more than looking at his talent and appearance, and thinking that through this kind of stimulation, he will leave a deep impression on his heart, and one day in the future, he will have a reason to join his own iris ——

By analogy, it is probably similar to the feeling of my stupid Oudou Dou?

It's a pity that Iris's speech skills are not strong, and in Cyril's view, she doesn't even have enough emotional rendering.

In contrast, he still cares more about Harvey Ruize's attitude.Such a sixth-ring atmospheric mage was so unknown in his previous life. It stands to reason that if he followed the iris for the path of law, he should have seen his name a few years later.

But the other party only said "I didn't betray La Rochelle" and couldn't ask any useful information.

He took a deep breath, changed the subject and continued: "Where is Caroline? How is she?"

When Caroline was mentioned, Ms. Mia's face became even more worried: "Caroline... looks pretty good, but she doesn't have a good appetite. She just woke up and said she's not hungry or doesn't want to eat. .”

"Ah..." Cyril couldn't help but touch his forehead. What made the future Twilight Shadow into a little silly girl who only knew how to eat in Miss Mia's impression?
Ah, it seems that he is used to it, so it's fine.

"Mr. Wei, are we going back to the capital next?"

"Yes, according to the agreement, I will contact you with a teacher." Cyril paused, "Northern Xinjiang is too chaotic, and it will not be settled within a few years. It will not do you or me any good to stay here."

"En." The girl responded softly, looking at the snowy field bathed in the winter sun in the distance, it dazzled the eyes, but it was unusually peaceful.

She muttered something softly, the voice was too soft, Cyril couldn't hear all of it, and only caught words like "house" and "sell". Before he could ask, another cry came from the tower not far away :
"Adrien, the captain is back."

Cyril hurried into the tower, and saw the swordsman Evans calling the priests, calling for hot tea, while sitting at the table was the head of the Knights, whose hair was disheveled and covered in blood.

Jane Christine sat calmly at the table, her helmet was thrown on the ground aside, and the body armor on her body was torn, and it was unknown how many injuries she had suffered.

On the table in front of her was the previously marked map, and her eyes were fixed on the picture, until Cyril walked into the tower, she turned her head slightly:
"Ah, Adrian, did you shoot that arrow?"

Her voice was so hoarse that it was almost impossible to hear what she was saying, and it was completely gone from the coldness like a mountain spring before.Cyril said quickly:
"Captain, I asked Ruize to let him go."

"Where's Ruize?"

"gone."

Jane leaned back slightly, reached out and rubbed her temples, and whispered after a while:
"Thank you."

Cyril froze in place, and he didn't know what to say at this moment.

The exact news of the Knights' demise has not yet been sent back to the Tower of the North Wind. The investigation team was sent out of the city after the undead receded. He didn't know whether Christine knew that the Silver Blade Knights had experienced the snow.

But at this moment Evans reached out and pulled his arm, motioning him to go outside.He quickly got out of the tower, and saw Evans said with a serious expression:
"When we found the leader, she was standing by the moat alone, looking northwest."

To the northwest, that is the place between the pine leaf forest and the bone dragon, which is also the direction where the Silver Blade Knight is attacking.

Cyril opened his mouth slightly, hesitated and asked, "You already know?"

"Maybe." Evans took a deep breath, glanced at the woman in the room who was still looking at the map at the table, and shook his head.

"The Silver Blade Knight suffered heavy casualties in this battle, the battle damage exceeded 70.00%, right?"

Before Cyril could answer, there was a rush of footsteps.Evans recognized the man as a soldier who went out to search the city, and quickly stopped him: "Don't go in, is there any news?"

The soldier hurriedly said: "My lord, the Silver Blade Knights, we found it, and we are sending someone to bring it back."

"Bring it back?" Evans' expression changed, but the soldier said with an ugly expression:

"None of the two hundred silver blade knights survived."

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At about noon, the Snowy Owl Legion of the Seventh Legion of the Kingdom finally arrived at the Tower of the North Wind.

The drawbridge was lowered, the gates were opened, and Jane Christine stood at the gate.

She had bathed, and the priest had healed her wounds, and all the blood was gone.

At this moment, she was not wearing a helmet, her long hair was coiled behind her head, and she was wearing a new set of bright silver armor, which was heroic and dignified.

Cyril and Evans followed behind her side by side, watching a group of neat knights outside the city gate line up to enter the city without saying a word.

The leader was a middle-aged man with a heroic appearance. On the shield beside him was a tattoo of a fluttering eagle, and there was a big snow-white bird standing on his shoulder.His eyes swept back and forth the moment he entered the gate of the Tower of the North Wind, and finally fell on Jane Christine, and then he sneered.

"Miss Christine, what a mess."

"That's Heywood Herman, the less powerful regiment commander in the Snowy Owl Army. He is a collateral branch of the royal family, and he is considered to be the uncle of the current princess."

Evans whispered, and Cyril nodded slightly.He still had a little impression of this person. Heywood had a corrupt life style and was not strict in running the army. He was one of the few generals who followed the little prince to evacuate to the Gulf after the fall of the capital.

He lived until 1453, when Ao St. Emma launched an attack on Xindu, and died in his mansion in Xindu, taking poisoned wine, and dying on the bellies of his No.20 seven wives.

This made Cyril couldn't help frowning. There are always such clown-like characters who like to jump out and provoke. If the Silver Blade Knights were there, how could he dare to jump on Jane Christine's face like this?

But at this time, the leader of the Silver Blade Knights just turned his body sideways, slightly drooping his eyes: "The garrison of the Tower of the North Wind will be handed over to you."

Heywood, who was riding a tall horse, saw that Jane Christine, who has always been known for being "sharp", was not angry at his words, and couldn't help but feel even more proud. He rode the horse past Christine, and said loudly:
"What kind of thing is this, isn't it just a little daily undead infestation, making it seem like they have climbed over a snow-capped mountain, Jenris can't even handle this—"

Before he finished speaking, a strong wind suddenly brushed past his face.The big white bird flew up in panic, and a few tail feathers fluttered down, followed by Heywood's frightened voice:

"Christine, how dare you draw your sword at me!"

But when he turned his head to look at the knight leader, he found that the latter still maintained the previous posture, and even the long sword was not out of its sheath - but Cyril could see that the knight leader's hand touched the hilt just now , Then there was that strong wind.

Soon he didn't see the shadow of the sword.

"Draw the sword?" Jane tilted her head slightly, then shook her head and said, "The tower of the North Wind is very windy, please be careful, don't get caught in the wind and cold."

Heywood was so angry that his teeth were itching, but in terms of force, he was no match for the opponent at all, so he could only snort coldly, and urged his horse towards the center of the city.

Until the long line had all entered the city, Jane led the two of them up the city wall, her eyes fell on Cyril: "Adrien, where are your companions?"

"It's all ready, are you leaving now?" Cyril replied.

"Leave early." Jane replied quickly, and turned to Evans: "Evans, you should know what to do next, whether it is for this country or for yourself."

Evans took a deep breath, nodded and said, "I understand."

"No matter what the situation in the northern border is, the kingdom needs more power. The troubles in the south, and Ao St. Emma's side, the next ten years will be the most difficult days for La Rochelle." Jane said calmly. said,
"I hope you can be prepared to become a sharp sword one day and break through the thorns that fetter the kingdom."

Evans nodded solemnly.

Jane's eyes fell back to Cyril again, she moved her lips, hesitated for a moment, but finally said: "Let's go, may the stars shine on you."

Cyril watched Christine turn around while holding the sword, and couldn't help asking: "Captain, won't you come with us?"

And Jane Christine looked into the distance and shook her head slightly: "I'll stay with them for a while."

She raised her head slightly, let out a long breath, and said with a sad hoarseness in her voice: "There are still 50 Silver Blade Knights in the south, and they can be your help. If you have plans in this regard, you can Go to them with your sword, and they will understand."

Cyril was taken aback, unable to understand what Christine meant for a while, but at this moment the blue light on the system panel flickered, and he hurriedly opened it, and saw the "Silver Blade Knights Agent Group" suffixed after his name. long".

But it was just a moment of his hesitation. Jane had already turned around and patted him heavily on the shoulder: "Work hard, and see you later."

Without giving him any chance to continue speaking, she held the long sword in her hand, her long coiled hair spread out, fluttering in the wind, and disappeared at the end of her vision.

"It seems that she has high hopes for you." Evans patted him on the back, and Cyril smiled bitterly. Without a system panel, how could Evans know the meaning of what Christine said?
The Knights of the Silver Blade are disbanded.That regiment leader may still fight on the battlefield, but when he reappears, he will definitely bring a new army——

He looked at the winter sun that was about to set in the distance, turned his head sideways, saw Mia Christian, Caroline, and Elena Visconti walking out of the tower, and took a deep breath.

"Come on, let's go to Middle Earth."

At dusk, more than twenty riders rode out of the gate of the Tower of the North Wind.

All the way to the south.

[End of the first volume]

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After struggling for a long time, the first volume still ends here.

The final remarks will be sent out tomorrow, good night everyone.

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