Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 95 Good people have to be pointed at by swords? [It's so cold, so cold, asking for a recommendation ticket]

"Cyril, will those mercenaries really make things difficult for you?"

Alina quickly followed beside Cyril, and when Cyril took a step, she had to take several steps to keep up with Cyril's speed.

The wind in the dark night made people feel colder, so she wrapped herself tightly in the newly purchased thick clothes—it was bought by Miss Mia. It was undoubtedly much warmer than the ones she had worn before, but it was also more bulky.

"It's not that they want to make things difficult for me, it's that they are too cowardly." Cyril's tone did not fluctuate at all, "This is an idle mercenary. Maybe they used to have fighting spirit, but they are definitely gone now, and they have no skills. Do you believe that? If you don’t believe us when we arrive, some of them will draw their swords at us.”

"The sword is aimed at us? Why?" Elena's eyes widened, a little incomprehensible.

"Who knows, maybe it's because we are good people." Cyril shrugged.

"Good people have to be pointed at with swords? What's the point?"

"Just listen to it." Cyril stopped suddenly, and they were already very close to the group of mercenaries while speaking.

The mercenaries were arguing loudly at this time, and even the mercenary headed by the name of Behrens couldn't make them lower their voices, and could only restrain them from dispersing immediately——

"Three necromancers? Whoever wants to go, I will quit this order!"

"It sounds good to say that the inside should cooperate with the outside, what should I do if the members of the Flying Dragon Legion sell me? Who will guarantee it?"

"Hey, I think that kid can brag too. Think we are lizardmen or monsters with big ears?"

Cyril couldn't help but shook his head. Although he knew that the Tower of the North Wind was short of manpower, he would definitely hire some well-known mercenaries into the queue to defend the city.

But he didn't expect that the idle mercenaries who would come to participate in the rescue operation would be such a group of stinky fish and rotten shrimps. Among the thirty or so people, only Behrens looked good.

"Did you hear that? Draw your sword, we don't have time to waste time here." Cyril was too lazy to listen to the nonsense of these idle mercenaries, he patted Elina on the shoulder, and was about to walk into the crowd.

"Me?" Elena asked, but the hilt of the sword was already in her hand.This time, Cyril clearly sensed a burst of elemental fluctuations coming from Elena's hilt, and then a fiery long sword appeared in front of him.

"Of course, you can start to prove your worth from here." He said, pushing away a mercenary in front of him.The latter turned around violently, and was about to question who it was, when he saw the handsome face of the half-elf boy, he couldn't help being taken aback, and then he called out:

"That kid is back!"

The mercenaries dispersed with a whoosh, and immediately surrounded Cyril and Alina.Although Behrens had a bit of prestige, he couldn't exert any deterrent power at this time, so he could only cast an apologetic look at Cyril.

And Cyril nodded slightly at him, and immediately before the mercenaries' questioning came, he said loudly:

"listen!"

"I don't have time to accompany you here to play the game where you have to pay more to work. I will solve the three necromancers with my assistants. You only need to charge when the Dragon Army people rush out, ruthlessly Kick those skeletons in the ass—"

He coldly glanced at the group of mercenaries who seemed astonished that a mere boy dared to question thirty people:
"If you can't even do this, I suggest you go back to the Tower of the North Wind, spend all the poor copper terries in your purse, find a few dancers, and die on their stomachs as soon as possible! "

The mercenaries on the snow ground fell into a brief silence, but then broke out immediately, and several weapons were unsheathed in unison, and some people couldn't help but go up and chop this little thing that didn't seem to have all its feathers. ——

But a silver light flashed past, and then the mercenary with unruly intentions yelled, and the long sword in his hand was spun out and landed on the snow outside the crowd.

And Cyril held a beautiful sword flower with the long sword in his hand, showing extraordinary sword skills in the silver light, and then said coldly:
"Ten people, beat us in 3 minutes, you can leave as you want."

"But if you are defeated, go face the skeleton honestly and prove that you still have the courage to face the enemy—"

There was a commotion among the mercenaries, and the little girl stood beside Cyril, she couldn't help but clenched her sword hilt tightly, fearing that those mercenaries would be unreasonable and rush forward.

But at this time, a majestic voice sounded, which shocked the mercenaries in an instant:
"Enough! The young man's conditions are fair enough. If you don't even have the courage to go back, will you still have the face of being in the Tower of the North Wind?"

It was Behrens——the leading mercenary folded his arms. He had been listening to Cyril's speech quietly. At this time, he nodded slightly to the young man while speaking, and then continued:
"Ten people, hurry up!"

He does have a certain deterrent power among this group of mercenaries. After all, he has a certain weight in the entire mercenary circle of the North Wind Tower.

Under his order, the mercenaries quarreled for a while, and then ten people walked out, shouting impatiently: "Hurry up! Finish early and go back early, I don't want to stay in this crappy place anymore !"

But Cyril didn't care about his words at all, and just whispered softly: "Erina, do it!"

The girl who had been on standby for a long time was like an arrow on the string, and raised her hand the moment Cyril's voice came out.

The long sword in his palm that seemed to have been dimmed for a long time suddenly shone brightly. The mercenaries who had been in the dark for a long time could do it for a while, and some even subconsciously stretched out their hands to cover their eyes——

But in this sudden attack, Elina's sword had already sharply sliced ​​through the long swords of the three people.The undoubted temperature of the sword and the real flame made these mercenaries with low combat qualities unable to even hold their weapons. In the blink of an eye, three of them declared that they had lost their combat effectiveness.

But the other mercenaries also reacted one after another. The girl in front of her must not be judged by her appearance, and swung two axes and two long swords at Elena.But the girl's eyes froze, and the long sword that was still burning like a phoenix turned into a crystal blue color in an instant, and the icy breath seemed to break through the flesh of the mercenaries and penetrate into their bones.

They all shivered for a while, trying hard to maintain their offensive, but in the next second, an inexplicable sense of sluggishness invaded their limbs, making their sharp sword edges instantly weak and powerless.

Immediately afterwards, crystal clear ice crystals spread out from the long sword in Elena's palm, covering the whole body of the four weapons in an instant——

All of this took only two or three breaths of effort, but seven of the ten people had already let go of their weapons, and the one who made the move was only Elena—if you don't count the one who was holding a long sword and paddling in the water The words of the hysteresis halo that Cyril quietly opened.

He had been quietly watching Elena's performance, and couldn't help showing a satisfied smile at this moment, the girl's movements were much better than he thought.

"Is there any need to compare?" Cyril looked at the remaining three mercenaries.They retreated one after another, and finally simply put away their weapons and surrendered directly.

And among the mercenaries, there was already an uproar—none of them could have imagined that these two people, no, it was just a young girl who looked more fragile could have such power, and the boy who was obviously stronger had not even made a move .

But how did they know that Elena's level was at least fifteen levels higher than Cyril's, so Cyril might not necessarily be Elina's opponent in a real fight.And if they were given another chance, if they knew Elina's methods and were on guard, they wouldn't lose so quickly, and they even had a good chance of winning——

Cyril scanned the mercenaries again, and finally his eyes fell on Behrens.

And Behrens sighed lightly, raised his hand high:
"Come on, let's act like a man from the Tower of the North Wind, admit defeat! Everyone, mount your horse and wait for the signal from the Dragon Legion!"

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The temperature has cooled down, everyone pay attention to the body.

There is one more to continue writing later.

(End of this chapter)