As the aristocratic officer brutally cut off the boss's finger, the drunkards, who were already prone to drunken impulses, completely rioted.

These men had all been more or less favored by the proprietress of the hostess, and one of the drinkers swore a stiff scolding and rushed towards the nearest warrior like an angry bull. Although the latter was armed with a long sword, he did not expect that the townspeople, who were usually as honest as rabbits, would dare to resist, and they were caught off guard and were actually overthrown by the drinker.

Charlotte led the disciples to sit in the corner, and in his opinion, if the warrior had reacted and subdued the drinker in the first place, there would have been no follow-up.

Seeing that the leading drinkers actually had the upper hand on the scene, the impulsive drinkers immediately raised their morale, and under the effect of the flock, those drinkers raised the trays and wine jugs in their hands and threw them at the soldiers.

The more daring or drunk guy picked up the bench and smashed it on the shoulder of the soldier who wanted to help his comrade, who had only stabbed his sword into the back of the drinker who had thrown his comrade to the ground, and the next second he was smashed by the bench, and blood quickly oozed from his forehead, which was not wearing a helmet.

There were casualties on each other, and the scene was even more out of control.

The aristocratic officer sitting at the bar didn't dare to kill the only source of information, he glared at the proprietress viciously, and after throwing down the words 'I'll clean you up later', he grabbed the knight's half-sword in the bar and strode towards the chaotic crowd.

Born in the aristocracy, he received a good military education, and in terms of strength, he probably has about four rings, which can be regarded as the backbone of Hossente. Although this kind of strength is not enough in the eyes of Vivien and Lolita, not to mention Charlotte, it can be regarded as a fierce tiger compared to the group of drinkers in the town who rely on alcohol to fight.

Although the battle array sword skills he learned were simple, they were efficient and practical. Without any fancy, the knight's half-sword slashed a semicircle in the air like a thunderbolt, slicing diagonally along the shoulder of one of the drinkers, directly near the latter's spine.

Amid the splatters of blood and wails from the other side, the noble officer kicked the drinker away. The half-sword of the hand stuck in the spine brought out the shattered organs and the blood that spurted down, and the blood fell on the lobby like a torrential downpour.

The rioting drinkers were startled by his brutality, but soon became more and more angry at the tragic death of their companions. It's hard to say how much alcohol is useful in this, but neither of the red-eyed parties at this time cares about the pleading of the proprietress behind the bar, such as 'stop'.

The aristocratic officer slashed three more in a row, and the proprietress clutched her red palm with a severed finger, her swollen face full of fear and bewilderment. Seeing that the drinkers were invincible, the proprietress shouted hoarsely, "Don't you want to know where he is?

The aristocratic officer stopped, and was about to say something, but was stopped by an angry drinker. At this moment, the situation that had been somewhat improved has become more and more intense. The drinkers had managed to gain the upper hand in the initial chaos with surprise and enthusiasm, but by the time the Hostant soldiers reacted, the situation had inevitably deteriorated.

Seeing that a massacre was about to take place, Vivien and Lolita could no longer sit still, and the two girls looked at Charlotte in unison. The latter thought for a moment, then nodded with a firm expression.

So the next moment, the hotel lobby became more lively.

Several magic bullets shot from the corner of the lobby, knocking out the two warriors who were fighting with their swords head-on. The two warring sides in the inn were taken aback, and no one expected that there would be a mage in the inn in the town.

The aristocratic officer followed the sound and immediately saw that the two maids of the eldest lady in the corner were making spell-casting gestures. At this time, even if you are suspicious of the other party's identity, you can't take care of it.

The aristocratic officer, who had experienced a lot of bloody battles, immediately made a decision and summoned two of his subordinates to immediately raise their swords. His choice wasn't wrong, and the best way for a warrior to face a mage was to attack in close quarters. However, although Vivien and Lolita have not yet arrived at the Fifth Ring Road, how easy is it to educate the elites over the years?

The two women cooperated tacitly, and Vivien quickly made a series of spell casting gestures, pointing forward with her hand. The spell was activated, and a huge cobweb fell from the sky after a blue light, encompassing almost all sides of the battle.

The noble officer who charged with two subordinates was blocked by the cobwebs, and his expression suddenly changed greatly. Three meters in front of him, an orange-red fireball had condensed in Lolita's hands.

"Farewell!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Lolita pushed the fireball in her hands forward. The orange fireball dragged out a deadly tail and slammed directly into the chest of the struggling aristocratic officer. The huge impact force swept the officer and his two subordinates away, and the scorching flames clinged to the noble officer's body like bone-eating ants, and the remaining flames flew in all directions, with Lolita's strength at this time, although the aftermath of the fireball explosion area was not too powerful, it was enough to ignite the wooden inn.

For a moment, both sides of the war were shocked by this sudden upheaval. Some of the people who struggled in the cobwebs looked at the wailing fire man, and some of them stared blankly at the chaotic spoiler.

In the world of Steeu, although there is a hierarchy of abilities, the level is not equal to combat effectiveness. For example, a noble officer, although he is a four-ring warrior, his family's martial arts are not high-end combat skills after all, while Vivian and Lolita, although they are both four-rings, they definitely have the ability to challenge beyond the level under the words and deeds of Sylvia and Charlotte.

In addition, there are also the influence of environment, mood, strategy, state and other factors between life and death, which can be seen at a glance by simply comparing the level of the job.

At this moment, as soon as Vivien and Lolita made a move, they completely controlled the situation in the audience, starting with the starry sky meditation method, and the strength of Charlotte's vein has begun to see the peerless style of the multiverse in the future.

The two girls were still waiting to attack, but the young girl Lori behind her who was holding a plate and eating and drinking couldn't stand it anymore. The troublemaker Elle, who was still at the corner table one moment, flickered to the side of the spider's web the next, and the Void Shatter Bead was photographed, and the remaining few Horsant warriors didn't even have time to react before they were beheaded on the spot.

The original extreme disadvantage was reversed, the silver-haired young girl in the blue and white dress crossed her waist and smiled, but on the side was the Horcente warrior with a broken chest and abdomen, such a scene was both gorgeous and weird, and the drinkers within the range of the cobwebs smelled the aroma of the barbecue, looked at the corpse lying on the ground, and couldn't help but spit out.

After seven minutes of drinking, the surviving drinkers were silent and trembling as they looked at the delicate young girls in the corpses all over the ground, after all, these people were just the most ordinary townspeople after they woke up.

It was only then that Charlotte walked from the corner to the bar. He stretched out his hand, and the proprietress curled up in a corner behind the bar involuntarily pounced on the bar. Behind him, the drinkers mistakenly thought that Charlotte wanted to make a move, and they held back the fear and panic in their hearts and shouted.

Charlotte turned a deaf ear and used the undead muscle and bone regeneration spell to connect the proprietress to the phalanges, and then looked at the proprietress who was full of surprise with her red pupils.

"Don't worry, I think in a sense, we should be allies. ”