Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 554 Remember This Sword

"330 Gentry once, 330 Gentry twice, 330 Gentry three times, into..."

Fox Lady's bidding was about to end when a bright and dazzling light suddenly lit up at the end of the underground auction venue, filling the host's eyes for an instant, making him speechless for a moment.

"boom!"

The sound of explosion followed by the strong light, and the floor-to-ceiling windows of the VIP room in the center were shattered into pieces, each piece was wrapped in dense lightning, and when it splashed out and collided with an object, a strong electric current erupted immediately. Half of the auction house was wrapped in electric arcs.

The host opened his mouth for a moment, and then realized what happened. He immediately called a guard:
"Hurry up and take the fox girl down, notify the chamber of commerce to remove the goods, hurry up..."

But before he finished speaking, he saw the body of the guard suddenly go limp, and then fell directly to the ground——

A pitch-black long sword floated out of nowhere at the throat of the former guard. On the edge of the sword, a red line of blood was flowing towards the tip of the sword, converging into a drop of blackened blood, and dripping to the ground.

The one holding the sword was a swordsman, his face and figure were covered by a visor and light armor, but the host felt inexplicably that the attacker in front of him must be very young.He frowned, and when he raised his hand, a bright silver crossbow had been pulled out from under his robe, aiming at the attacker in front of him.

The loudspeaker sounded with the light touch of his fingers, and sharp crossbow bolts shot out.His movements were frighteningly fast, and what actually appeared in the eyes of the attacker was only a flash of silver light——

"Go to hell!"

"Ding!"

The host had already thrown down the short crossbow in his hand, and was about to turn around and flee towards the exit.But in the corner of the eye, the silver light that should have pierced the swordsman's eyebrows shot up, and amidst the sound of metal collisions that swallowed his cruel words, it flew straight upwards and fell into the high-hanging Fang Liang——

"This, you, what?!" He looked at the attacker in horror, but saw an unsightly shield raised on the left hand of the opponent at some point, but it was the one who blocked the deadly arrow.

And at this moment, the shield was swiftly hitting his face——

boom!
He was hit by the shield, and he was so dizzy that he could hardly stand still. Immediately, he felt a huge force coming from his abdomen. The swordsman had already rushed forward, and his knee hit his lower abdomen heavily.

The host bent over and knelt on the ground in pain, and at this moment the swordsman finally gave the final attack - he suddenly felt something hit the back of the head, and then lost consciousness.

Cyril kicked the host who was knocked unconscious by the hilt of his sword from the stage.The auditorium under the stage was in chaos, and the spell from Sugar Winkler was enough to send the entire venue into panic.

These people who participated in this auction may not be at ease in their hearts, and those in high positions have their own worries.This, on the contrary, provided convenience for Cyril - interrogating them was something His Highness would do at the court meeting, and his task was to rescue these half-orcs who were regarded as slaves.

The more chaotic the environment, the easier it is for him to act.

He split the lock of the iron cage door with a sword and opened the iron cage door.The three trembling fox girls hugged each other, and subconsciously retreated when they saw him holding the sword.

"I'm here to save you." Cyril said as gently as possible, but the panic in the eyes of the three half-fox people couldn't be hidden. They shrank more and more and hid in the cage, as if Cyril was the scourge generally.

Cyril sighed softly. After long-term physical whipping and mental hypnosis, the impact on these half-orcs was irreversible. At this time, they almost completely lost consciousness, and would only blindly follow the order of the reprimand in fear.

He reached out, took off his mask, and chanted softly, summoning a gust of revived wind.

When this handsome elf face appeared in front of the eyes of the fox girls, they suddenly stopped backing away.Under the wrapping of the warm wind, the panic on their faces gradually disappeared, and finally they supported each other to stand up, showing their beautiful bodies in front of Cyril.

But they didn't seem to care about this kind of frankness to strangers at all, and even opened their arms, as if to hug Cyril.

Cyril took a step back, let go of their embrace, and said softly:
"Are you awake? Go over there, where the light is the most dazzling, and you will be safe. Go quickly."

There is no confusion in the eyes of the three fox girls—the elves represent nature, the wind of recovery can relieve mental fatigue and allow them to return to normal for a short time, and the nature of beasts allows them to identify who is right in time. Allies, who is the enemy.

They nodded gratefully to Cyril, then bent over, held each other's hands, and trotted out of the iron cage.When they passed by Cyril, they all bowed and thanked again.

Cyril had already looked away, looking for a passage to transport the orcs.But from the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of something quietly protruding from the swaying furry tail behind the bowing fox girl——

"wind!"

His rich experience made him growl immediately, and at the same time raised the unknown shield in his hand, which had not been put away, and changed into a defensive posture.The howling wind rolled up from behind him and rushed towards the three fox girls, but there was no poisonous arrow as he expected, and nothing happened.

"Illusion?"

Cyril didn't relax his vigilance, he just lowered the shield a little bit, and at the same time manipulated the wind to flow around him, looking for strange things.

The three fox girls raised their heads in astonishment, not knowing why their savior would blow them with the wind...

"It's okay, you go."

The half-fox girl in the lead bowed her head to thank Cyril again. She seemed to want to leave the brightest smile to her savior, so she smiled hard when she raised her head.Cyril was about to wave his hand to signal her to leave quickly, but his raised hand froze in the air——

The half-fox girl with red lips and white teeth just now, at this moment, her fair face has completely turned into a purple-black. The blood vessels in her neck are swelling, as if there is a thick worm wriggling inside, and then the girl is suddenly stunned. With a sudden expression, it exploded with a bang!

Purple-black blood sprayed out, splashing on her naked, high chest, on the other two fox girls beside her, and on Cyril's shield.

Her eyeballs are protruding, and there is no trace of the charm of a fox in her dark face.The soft body fell backwards and hit the wooden floor of the high platform heavily.

"Sister, sister!" The two half-fox girls unconsciously wiped the blood that fell on their bodies, and it was not until the fox girl fell that they realized what happened.They screamed and rushed up to hug the fallen fox lady like crazy, but they didn't know that their faces were also purple-black——

"laugh!"

The purple-black blood shot out from the girl's beautiful neck again, and landed on the shields of the half-elf teenagers, as well as on their beautiful carcasses.

They are all dead.

The half-fox girls who were standing in front of Cyril five seconds ago lost their lives five seconds later.

As for Cyril, he didn't even have time to blow another wind of recovery——

The hilt of the sword was held tightly in his hand at this moment, and when the No. 1 half-fox girl fell down, he already understood what happened.

is poison.

Protruding from the tail is the "blowpipe", a poison tool commonly used by wanderers. They inhaled the poison powder while breathing, and immediately died of poison...

In fact, his vigilance and initial countermeasures were completely correct—the first gust of wind should have rolled the poisonous powder blown from the blowpipe to their backs.

But the problem was in the second step. He took advantage of this wind to clean up the surrounding area, and rolled back the poisonous powder that had been blown away. Only then did the three fox mothers inhale the poisonous powder, and then died of the poison.

As for why he himself is fine - if such a poison can be effective on the "body of the holy skeleton", then the body of the holy skeleton is too shameless.

I didn't expect that since time travel, I could stumble in front of a wanderer——

The Eye of Setanrio was opened at the same time as the burning of the soul, which made him remain extremely calm amidst the anger at this moment, and he even had a vague urge to laugh out loud.

He raised his hand lightly, and the wind immediately danced with it, like a tornado, trapping the entire high platform in it.

Then he slowly closed his eyes.

"I'll give you three seconds to come out by yourself."

"three."

"two."

"one."

The stage was chaotic, and the wind was raging around the stage. Even if it was a professional level, unless it could directly cross the space, it would be impossible to enter and exit silently in such an environment.

But there was silence on the stage, no one stepped out of the shadows to respond to his voice.

Cyril opened his eyes, and there was no emotion in the pale green eyes, as if hiding an abyss.

Then he let go of his left hand, allowing the shield to fall to the ground, and the long sword in his right hand was erected on his chest.

At this moment, the raging wind around the high platform suddenly stopped, and everything was extremely quiet.

"Remember this sword." He spoke slowly, his voice becoming long and ghostly, as if echoing from the abyss.

He held out the long sword flatly forward, and the air in front of his eyes trembled visibly, as if the calm water surface was rippled by the wind.And where the sword was pointing at, a running thin figure suddenly appeared, heading away from him in horror.

The legs of that figure were already moving with all their strength, but they couldn't move forward even a tiny bit.The trembling air slowly passed to the figure, and the moment it touched the figure, the figure suddenly twisted violently with the frequency of the air tremor——

His skin, his flesh, his bones and blood all vibrated with this frequency, and his screaming voice was also distorted. Amidst a burst of high-pitched miserable howling, the figure suddenly exploded into pieces Come on, bits and pieces of flesh and blood splashed and fell around the high platform.

The stagnant wind began to flow again, and on the high platform, only the young knight hung his long sword, looked at the bodies of the three girls, and said the second half of the sentence in a low voice:
"Its name is Good Night."

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In the dim corridor, the guards in full body armor are pushing the tall iron cages and running wildly. The iron cages are ten meters apart and form a long line. Theirs was the violent rant of the guards:
"Shut up, shut up the fuck!"

"Stop fucking crying, you bunch of beasts!"

The filthy words were swallowed by the friction between the iron cage and the ground, and they ran impatiently, sending the iron cage to the urgent hiding place.

"Run quickly, motherfucker, hurry up, you bastards, can't you push an iron cage?"

Kathy Mars kept waving his whip, driving the group of guards away.He anxiously looked at the direction he escaped from, the opening leading to the auction site - they had already blocked it at this moment.

He shouldn't have been so panicked. There were three professional-level guards in the auction this time, two of them were guarding the hiding place, while the remaining one stayed at the venue to deal with the sudden attacker.

He wasn't worried about the professional-level strength of the one who was left behind, "Drug Lord" Gerald, a professional-level rogue who was proficient in poison killing, was known for his terrifying surprise attack ability and absolute concealment ability.

It was only a matter of time before the intruders were dealt with.

But Kathy Mars is very clear that this time the auction is not so hidden - they have already had multiple strongholds under attack, and the eldest princess Anastasia Herman, who is currently in charge of the government, is another firm the anti-slavery...

They have already been secretly investigated, and coupled with the problem of the southern slave transport route, the original monthly auction has become once every three months...

But who the hell knows why the attack on the auction actually started from the VIP room—these "guests" died as soon as they died, but this batch of goods was transported to Solconan after untold hardships, absolutely Nothing can happen!
If this was planned by the eldest princess, wouldn't the outside of the auction house be surrounded by the royal guards?
The more he thought about it, the more flustered he became, and the frequency of waving his whip doubled, making him panting from exhaustion.

"Don't stop, don't stop!" He roared, and he couldn't see the progress of the guards clearly in the dark corridor, he vaguely saw the last iron cage suddenly stop advancing, and the surrounding guards stopped.

"You guys, hurry up, don't stop! Damn it, I've raised you for nothing!"

He strode forward and was about to beat the nearest guard when he suddenly felt a cold wind blowing from behind his head, making him shiver.

"Damn it, what the hell!" Kathy Mars cursed angrily. When he was about to swing the long whip again, he found that the object he was going to whip had disappeared—

Not only the guard, but also the guards around the iron cage disappeared.

The previous iron cage was already a certain distance away from him, and the sound could hardly be heard, only the slight cries of the slaves in the car remained.

"Where are people? Where are people! Hello!"

Kathy Mars stared, panting violently, identifying the surroundings in the dark, and the hand holding the whip trembled violently.

"Why don't you run away? I don't want this cage of slaves at all. It should be just some jackrabbit people..."

The moment this idea came into being, his heart was immediately filled with retreat.He made up his mind, and was about to flee towards the slave cage in front, but he kicked something round under his feet, causing him to fall to the ground.

He felt that he had fallen on the cold iron plate, and hurriedly supported himself to stand up. At that moment, he saw clearly what he fell on——

That was the guard who was still beside the car just now, and his kick hit the head of another guard.

"what!!"

Kathy Mars screamed, and was about to run away desperately, when a touch of coldness stuck to his throat.

The light of the magic lamp came on, and he could clearly see the blade of the sword attached to his neck, as well as the person holding the sword.

It was a young and excessive elf, with clearly recognizable long pointed ears.His handsome appearance gave him an immediate urge to imprison this appearance in his cage and sell him as a slave.

Then, Kathy Mars' eyes met those of the elf.

His pale green eyes seemed like an endless abyss, swallowing his consciousness in an instant.

　Kaka Kaka Kaka Kaka.

　　The new ability is explained in the next chapter

　　
　
(End of this chapter)