"There are more and more of these guys......" Pulling out the long sword from the mouth of the dead rebel, the city guard captain muttered as he looked at the situation in the lobby, and used the long sword in his hand to block the murder weapon that came to his face, the middle-aged man knocked down this former companion, and before he could make up for it, the long sword in his hand had already been sent into the ribs of another traitor beside him, who had just stabbed the long sword in his hand into the chest of a city guard.

Before he could draw his sword, the captain of the city guard felt his leg being clutched. Looking down, the rebel who had just been knocked down was now clinging to his leg, "Die! Lackey of the False God!" A cultist with a short agricultural scythe rushed over, and the captain of the city guard, who had abandoned his sword with both hands, grabbed the cultist's right hand holding the scythe with his left hand, and punched the opponent in the neck with his right hand, and the punch with the hard shell of the plate armor glove directly knocked the opponent down.

Catching the agricultural scythe, the captain of the city guard grabbed the hair of the rebel who was holding him with his right hand, and directly cut off the alienated head with the scythe in his left hand, and then threw away the blasphemous skull that had begun to grow horns on his head.

Pushing the body away, the captain of the city guard turned and drew his sword from under the side of the murderer and victim, and the body was carried to the ground. He looked around, and the rebels had already stormed the lobby and occupied a small area, and almost all of his comrades on the front line were in a situation of being flanked.

5 ∧ of his area was divided, and the rebels consciously used their numbers to compress the defensive area of the city guards.

"All those who can still walk retreat to the second floor!" Eventually, the captain of the city guard chose to go upstairs - in this case, even if the lobby was crowded with rebels, these guys would have to rely on a staircase that could only squeeze up to two people at most: "Quick!

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When Marceau heard that the captain of the city guard chose to retreat, he just hacked one of the rebels to death, and the cat cub turned and rushed to the stairs, cutting down several rebels along the way, and the cat cub who came to the staircase waved his knife to disperse several cultists. The city guard who was cut down by them had a hole in his neck, and in this case the kitten cub had to drag him behind him and hand it over to his fellow city guards.

Turning around, he slashed down a rebel who rushed up with his sword, and watched its alienated head slash through the air and fall into the dust, once again scaring off the cultists with facts. The kitten turned around and found that the wounded city guard had lost his breath, and the city guard who had just rushed over to take over was somehow crushed to the ground by several rebels, one of whom had already stabbed a dagger into his chest.

"There are more and more damn guys. Marceau turned sideways and gave way to the stabbing sword, and used the long knife to block the stabbing sword, and the kitten turned back to give way to another short axe, and looked at the rebels surrounding him, and when the cat cub was about to retreat up the stairs, there was a sudden piercing scream outside the gate. Then the kitten heard a shout from the second floor of Aeryuk, "It's a battle boat! They sprinkled high-energy holy water! Many demons and rebels are dying!"

"Good news!But it's not good for the battle here!" As soon as Marceau finished speaking, the ceiling on the side was smashed through by a heavy object, and a pure white metal box fell next to the kitten, and the next second the metal box began to activate, and a pure white aura spread out from the area where it was, this is a 'hallowm' divine art, a fifth-level divine skill of a priest, it can sanctify the target area.

This is completely harmless to ordinary people, including kittens. But it was extremely fatal for the rebels and cultists - Marceau watched the rebels in front of him begin to burn, and these people who threw themselves into chaos and evil were no longer ordinary people. Rebels, the members of the Secret Keeper's army were quickly burned by the flames, leaving only their ugly and alienated skulls.

Marceau looked up and found that if the falling iron bump had gone up a little further, he was afraid that the kitten cub would have to miss all the next battle today because it was crushed by the metal box.

After a while, the door of the hotel was pushed open again, and Marceau watched as Lily appeared in front of it. The latter glanced at the situation in the lobby: "I seem to be late. ”

"No, Lady Lily, it's better to be late than not to come. After the captain of the city guard finished speaking, he looked at the few subordinates in the hall who could still stand, and sighed, "It's really a nightmarish night, Lady Lily. What the hell is going on, can you tell me the reason for this? ”

"It's a long story, but I think your subordinates want to be healed more than you want to know the truth. Lady Lily smiled and turned sideways to open the door, allowing the priests behind her into the hotel lobby.

The city guard chief sighed, and the silent middle-aged man walked to the bar of a one, picked a chair and sat down, took out a crumpled leather bag from the leather armor lining, and took out a long cigarette gun from the satchel on his waist, and used the tobacco in the bag to roll a cigarette for himself.

And Lily walked directly to Marceau, the lady in the mouth of the captain of the city guard smiled at the kitten: "The witch hunters of the Arcane Brotherhood are locating the fallen city lord, how about it, Marceau, do you want to confirm the death date of this guy with your own eyes?" ”

"He's dead, isn't he?" asked Marceau.

"If its evil god owner hadn't died personally, I can assure you that the countdown to his life had begun. ”

Since Madame Lily's promise, Marceau thought for a moment, and finally shook her head: "In that case, I still don't want to go, after all, I don't like to let myself go to the funeral of a villain." ”

Lady Lily smiled and nodded, "In that case, Marceau, there is a big man who needs to see you, please come with me." ”

Since the big man had an appointment, Marceau didn't dare not go, but the matter here obviously couldn't let the cat cub relax, so he pointed to Yang who was running down from the second floor: "What about my companions." ”

"Our troops will soon advance into this area, and now that the entire inn is located has been sanctuary, what else do you have to worry about. Lady Lily asked rhetorically.

The kitten was speechless, and after gathering his teammates and explaining his situation, he was about to follow Lady Lily, but the lady spoke again: "By the way, Marceau, who followed you to kill all those cultists in the Templar." ”

"Yang, an anonymous paladin. Marceau pointed at Yang and replied - there was no need to hide the question, Marceau replied as a matter of course pointing at Yang.

"Very well, come on both of you. With that, Lady Lily turned and walked forward, "Hurry up, we can't keep that lord waiting too long." ”

When passing by the captain of the city guard, the middle-aged uncle stopped Marceau and Yang: "Did you kill those guys in the Fortune Female Sacred Hall?"

"Yes, those fellows held an evil assembly in the temple of the goddess of wealth, and out of self-preservation, I fought my way with my friends with my own hands. Marceau replied truthfully.

"This is the first time since I became a city guard that I can't make a decision to arrest a murderer in the face of a tragedy......" With a puff of cigarette, the captain of the city guard waved his hand at the cat cub and Yang, signaling that the two of them could leave, and nodded at the cat cub and Yang: "Well done, Marceau, before today, I never applauded a murderer...... You made an exception for me. ”

"You're so gracious, the world is so big, and mere mortals are just struggling to survive. Marceau bowed his head to the captain of the city guard.

"yes...... By the way, and you, lovely Miss Prairie Elf, goodbye, able to accept your judgment, and those wicked people will not complain if they think about it. The captain of the city guard smiled and turned to Yang to say goodbye.

"I am well deserved by your compliment, farewell, Your Excellency the City Guard. Yang smiled and nodded, then followed Marceau out of the hotel. (To be continued......)

ps: The ship n summer work is over, E5 graduated before E4, I'm also quite helpless, have you ever seen a whole morning close to 50 all into the ditch? Have you ever seen T point into U point not count can you still enter 3 R points...... But in the end, it's over, congratulations, if there are readers who haven't been, please work hard.

PS2: The Witcher 3's OST Stir-fry Machine is good!The most cowardly witcher in history, Geralt's good (?) old age!

PS3: A master of the wolf faction who can be bitten to death by a few wild dogs......

PS4: The map of Sakaram is over, and it's time to raise the level lock, and I'll make up Marceau's spell list after taking the reward, and I've got a pretty IMBA idea in mind.