The Emerald Tower

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With another arrow hit, Shiva’s chest armor began to appear cracks, but compared to the completely smashed and **** wounds on his back, this time he was hit. , There is no need to care; and the personal guard of the Marquis of Vauban, the captain of many guards, did not care at all.

After all, Shiva, as the Silver Knight, had already reached an incredible level of control over himself when he entered the Silver level.

It's like the wound on his back, which looks bloody, but it doesn't have the blood flowing like ordinary people, and it can't stop the bleeding.

This is the biggest difference between the silver level and below.

And it is precisely because of this difference that the Silver Knight has an unimaginable combat power, even in the eyes of ordinary people, it is immortal.

Of course, this is naturally in the eyes of ordinary people. In a real battle, injuries such as the head being chopped off and the heart pierced are also fatal to the Silver Knight.

It was like behind this Shiva guard captain, another silver knight whose abdominal cavity was pierced.

At this moment, the silver knight is leaning against the wall, only a slight breath is left. The breath is like a hairspring, and he may die at any time-even if his abdominal cavity has been wrapped in layers of cloth, but if he doesn't get Even with the treatment, the final result is already predictable.

An ‘aid’ silver-level knight died in Vauban County. This is definitely not a joke, and it may even lead to a war between the two counties.

Therefore, Shiva is working hard to open a path to fight for a way out for the silver knight who was seriously injured next to him.

It is also to save Vauban from a possible war!

but……

Shiva's gaze turned to the side of the hall-where there was the opponent who had assaulted him, and a team of crossbowmen led by three great knights.

And the other opponent who assaulted the Silver Knight beside him was gone, and there were seven great knights and more bowmen who disappeared.

This makes Shiva very upset.

After all, the adult he was loyal to was not by his side.

Thinking of the adult's safety, Shiva charged again.

It's a pity that Shiva's charge is useless when facing a silver knight comparable to him, plus a team of crossbowmen led by three great knights.

He was forced back again.

Moreover, the breastplate shattered completely after resisting the attack again.

Cang Dang!

Shiva threw down his useless breastplate and stood in the room. He looked at the opponent on the opposite side. His already serious face was even more meticulous at this time.

He, who couldn't wait any longer, was ready to desperately.

And at this moment, in his sight, the light of the communication crystal came from the opponent who was blocking him——

"Pok, come and gather at the first target location!"

In the deep voice, there was a trace of irrefutable.

Then, Shiva saw the opponent who had been entangled with him, leading his subordinates, and quickly withdrew, without the slightest nostalgia.

Shiva should have breathed a sigh of relief when the enemy retreated.

However, the wording of the'first goal' in the crystal of the transmission made him more uneasy.

Shiva looked at the retreating enemy, and then at the ‘helper’ who was severely injured next to him. In the end, he gritted his teeth and approached the opponent and whispered: "Hold on! I'll be back soon!"

Between the Marquis of Vauban and the opponent, Shiva chose the former; after pouring the only medicine on his body into the opponent's mouth and wound, Shiva took up his two-handed giant sword and followed the raids. He left behind.

After only a few corridors, the assaulter in front stopped.

Although the thick fog is permeating, Shiva can be sure that the other party has already discovered himself, and the other party's confident attitude keeps the alarm bell in his heart ringing.

However, as he saw the Marquis of Vauban not far away, who was trapped in the besieged area, Shiva recklessly launched a charge.

The huge two-handed sword, with the whistling sound of "Woo", swept away the members of the surrounding "Brotherhood"——

"grown ups!"

Shiva reached out and held the crumbling Marquis of Vauban with deep concern in his eyes.

"I'm fine, where's your Excellency Mott?"

The Marquis of Vauban waved his hand and asked his head guard.

"After being attacked by a sudden magical attack, I was conspired and seriously injured!"

Shiva said the truth, and this made the Marquis Vauban's face a little more sad again.

In fact, his only hope now is Shiva and Mott beside him.

However, the cruel reality once again told the old marquis how impossible what he thought was-Shiva was beside him, and the Mott was seriously injured and had fallen into a coma.

What else does he use to reverse the situation?

"Even if the situation cannot be reversed... you must ensure the safety of that adult!"

The old marquis took a deep breath and made himself stand up as much as possible without relying on his chief guard. He looked at the large number of enemies in front of him, and said very quickly: "Go and protect the lord in the hall. Where you need to play...here, leave it to me!"

"But, my lord..."

"Go!"

The chief guard wanted to say something, but was interrupted sharply by the marquis.

"Yes, my lord!"

Seeing the stern face of the old marquis, Shiva bowed and ran towards the hall not far behind him.

And until Shiva disappeared, the members of the ‘Brotherhood’ in front of him, including the silver-level strength, Polk with an axe and gun, did not move.

In this way, Shiva was allowed to leave.

"bring it on!"

The Marquis of Vauban once again struggled to raise the sword in his hand and pointed it at the enemy on the opposite side. Although he had the strength of a knight when he was young, with the increase of age, the Marquis of Vauban has long lost his original bravery. I was able to support it hard before, except for the magic items he carried, but the enemy on the opposite side did not kill him.

As the Marquis of Vauban who participated in the real battle, this is not difficult to feel.

Although it is not clear why the other party will show mercy to his subordinates, the Marquis of Vauban understands the other party's bad intentions and... a long time conspiracy.

After all, to be able to set up such a magic circle in his castle, and to make him unaware, this is definitely not something that can be accomplished overnight.

There are definitely more than one or two people placed by the other party.

This made the Marquis of Vauban, who has always been known as quite strategic and wise, felt a hot pain on his face and a deep sense of humiliation. It made him shameless to face the person who trusted him, but plunged himself into a dangerous situation. So, the Marquis of Vauban is ready to wash his humiliation with his blood and prove his dignity.

Whether it's the enemy or your own.

"Your Excellency, Marquis of Vauban, don't worry, don't worry..."

A voice rang, and it remained low, so that the Marquis Vauban could easily distinguish the owner of this voice, who had been ringing from time to time since the beginning of the battle and commanding the overall situation.

The Marquis of Vauban widened his eyes hard and looked in the direction of the sound.

He wanted to see what the person who failed him looked like.

The black color robes, without the plastic waist of the scribes robes, appear to be a little fat, but they will never get in the way. The feet walk in, with sufficient neatness, and the staff in the hand follows this footstep and sends out as if There was a drumbeat, and when the opponent's face was completely revealed from the mist, the Marquis of Vauban was stunned.

"Dellinde?!"

The Marquis of Vauban looked at him in disbelief. The wizard consultant who had died a year ago, the Marquis of Vauban was full of surprise, although he had already guessed in the face of the situation before him. There were other lurkers beside him, but he didn't expect that they would be the wizard advisor who had died.

"Yes, Lord Marquis!"

As in the past, the former wizard consultant of Vauban County saluted the Marquis Vauban like this; then, he straightened up, with a smile that was indistinguishable from the memory of the Marquis Vauban, and introduced himself again. : "Yetir, the four northern counties of the Emerald Kingdom of the Brotherhood, the branch minister of Vauban County-Delinde, is my pseudonym, please don't take it off!

"You are here for Duke Nick?"

The Marquis of Vauban asked very positively.

With the appearance of the other party, all unreasonable and unconventional things were explained.

After all, the other party had served him as a wizard consultant for five years, and for five years, for a great wizard who was able to enter Fort Vauban freely, he had obviously done enough.

Damn it!

The regretful curse of the Marquis of Vauban made him clenched his fists.

Yetir clearly saw the clenched fist of the old marquis, the wizard master couldn't help laughing, like a victor, Yetir, the great wizard of the'fraternity', began to tell everything ——

"Your wisdom is still so amazing... If it hadn't been for me to have been dead for a long time, I am afraid that this plan will not be so smooth-from when I became your wizard consultant six years ago to one year The notes of Master Onedon who died before and were not discovered not long ago...All this is my plan!"

"Of course, the notebook of Master Oneton is an accident; however, I don’t mind using it—you and the grandfather’s prejudice against our'fraternity' is so deep that Our goodwill is always rejected, so we have to give you and the grandfather to fight back...Although the preparation time is a little longer, but to deal with a golden-level powerhouse and a county king Say, it's worth it!"

"Presumably, from now on, when other emerald nobles face our kindness, they will definitely scrutinize it, instead of arrogantly rejecting it as usual. Of course, I am not a heartless person, so as I have been I don’t mind the adults who serve. Based on the friendship in the past, I will give you another chance...Join the Brotherhood!"

Yettier looked at the Marquis of Vauban sincerely.

"Joining the Brotherhood? That's really a joke-you just need more fertile ground for breeding, whether it's my Vauban county or any place... So please don't mention the two "friendships" Words, this is really an insult!"

The Marquis of Vauban sneered straight out just like the last time he refused.

At the same time, he began to tear off the hypocritical mask of the great wizard in front of him-some things could not be seen clearly when they existed in the mist, but they were clearly visible in front of them.

It seems that the Marquis of Vauban was puzzled and confused that the ambush that he was very sure about would fail.

When, Drinde...no, when Yettier came out, everything became clear.

Of course, it also includes that the real purpose in the other party's words is average.

"This is really a pity. I originally thought we could continue to get along happily...Look, I, like you, are people who habitually prepare a set of reservation plans-although there is still a gap between your voice, However, the Marquis-sama who suffered some accidental injuries after a battle, even if the voice is a little different, others will not doubt it, right?"

Yettier shook his head regretfully, and spoke slowly—the voice went from low, to peaceful, to unquestionable in grace. In just a few words, Yettier’s voice was almost the same as that of the Marquis of Vauban. It was exactly the same, and his face began to change, appearing in front of him like ripples of water.

When everything stopped, another Marquis of Vauban appeared.

If it weren't for the latter to wear a wizard robe, it would be exactly the same as the Marquis of Vauban in front of him.

"You won't succeed!"

The Marquis of Vauban gritted his teeth and squeezed out such words-even if the other party did not explain, he could guess what the other party wanted to do, and this made the Marquis of Vauban feel painful.

Because, the Marquis of Vauban knew very well that the other party could really do such a thing.

And he... couldn't do anything.

"Thank you for your trust in five years!"

Yettier said in the voice of the Marquis of Vauban, and then turned around and walked towards the core of the magic circle that spread throughout Fort Vauban-where he needed to finish his final work.

The same face and voice ~www.readwn.com~ are full of resentment and insidious sounding.

That scene is really indescribable irony.

At least, in Dean's eyes, that's it.

Standing in a thick mist, Dean was like a pillar beside him, without the slightest breath of life.

Even the movement of the fingers is cautious.

Even when his fingertips touched the scroll, Dean didn't relax at all.

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ps second more~

For the current decadence, adding more is really a bit difficult, so there can only be a chance to write a big chapter-although the big chapter of four thousand words is a bit shabby, but it also proves that decadence has worked hard?

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