Chapter 7 There is always a beast-eared girl in the story...... Probably

After driving the group of fishmen away, it was as if the god in charge of the trip was blessing the two of them, and everything went smoothly.

The people of the village stuck the heads of the fish-men at the edge of their usual range, and then two brave villagers went out in their fishing boats to make sure that there were no fish-men left, so the ferry was reopened, and the villagers sent the two men and the merchants through the ferry one by one, and in gratitude, they also exempted the two of them from the ferry money. That's it, thanks to the efforts of the two, although they were still a few hours late, they finally arrived at Laon before night completely fell, so as not to camp in the wilderness again.

After a night's rest in Laon, they ate the innkeeper's unrefined breakfast, and then set out on the road north (of course, with a little food and water before leaving town, and it is worth mentioning that Richelieu also caught two chicken thieves - Tut-Tut, who was beaten by the farmer who sold the chickens. ）。

The scenery on the way is also nothing to describe, the sun is still the same sun, the plants are still those plants and animals are still those animals. After all, this is the legitimate territory of France, and although this increasingly powerful empire cannot be called rich and strong, at least they do not have a poor livelihood. With the patrols of the local lords and the king's armies on the main roads, and militia regiments formed in various villages, robbers and monsters rarely succeeded, so it was natural that they would move to the borders of the empire, and at least the two of them were not a good place to rob the roads in a sparsely populated way.

So, after a day's journey, the two men rode into the walls of St. Quentin on their tired horses, a city that was gradually losing its important frontier strongholds, and still maintained the appearance of its original fortress, as evidenced by the thicker walls and garrisons than the others, and the well-dressed patrols.

But what caught the two men's attention the most was not the army or anything else, but a cage, an iron cage made entirely of metal and covered with spikes.

The cage was placed on a platform built by the city gate, and was normally used to display the corpses of condemned prisoners or whatever, but now it is clear that it has another purpose. In the middle of the iron cage, a young girl was thus imprisoned, her body was wrapped in shackles, her movement was restrained by heavy chains, and the terrible scars covered almost all her visible skin, and she was thus locked in a cold cage in rags, and thrown by the empty gate, like a criminal who deserved to die.

"Sir......" Richelieu looked at the cage with some origin, and muttered softly to his mouth unconsciously.

"Hmm. The man nodded, "I know." ”

The reason and reason for the girl's lock-up was so obvious and unquestionable - she had two furry beastly ears, and a slender mink-like tail sticking out behind her.

In this moment of blackness, her countenance was gloomy and terrible, as if all hope had been dimmed here, and some of the natives hurried past it, as if they were cursed with a terrible curse at the slightest glance - and they were indeed under the curse, and the girl looked at everything in front of her with hatred, and perhaps she was indeed cursing the world.

Her gaze swept over the numb crowd in front of her, without the slightest hope of salvation, but her gaze was immediately attracted by two people, who knew at a glance that they were not here, she had not seen such two conspicuous and obviously extraordinary figures for three days and three nights, and even after looking at herself, she did not look away, but looked at herself without fear, and there was no hostility in her eyes. At that moment, she even had an unreal feeling welling up from her chest, but immediately the cold shackles and cages reminded her of her situation, and she could only hang her head gloomily.

But it was at this moment that a clear and powerful voice came out of the crowd, and she even wondered if she had heard it wrong, because it was so unbelievable that it said, "Richelieu, get her out, but don't hurt anyone." ”

She looked up blankly, the woman of the two had already arrived in front of her, and the person with the whip who often appeared was knocked out by her punch and fell hard under the stage. Perhaps noticing her gaze, the woman turned her head and smiled at her, then whispered to her, "It's all right." With that, she pulled out the saber at her waist, cut the metal lock of the cage with a knife in her hand, and then stretched out her left hand that was not holding a knife to the girl in the cage.

Naturally, such behavior was so crazy and incomprehensible to the locals, and after a brief silence, they screamed and ran as fast as they could, like an over-frightened herd of animals.

"Why?" In such a noisy and chaotic place, the terrible atmosphere was spreading everywhere, and the patrol with loaded guns was rapidly approaching not far away, seeing that it was all moving towards a bad ending, and the girl who was still shackled asked the woman who was helping her unshackle and iron ball.

The woman who heard this voice was a little stunned, she looked up at the girl, as if she could not believe that the terrible-sounding voice came from the mouth of the girl in front of her, but she quickly reacted, and the smile on her face was renewed, and she replied: "Because I have to do it." ”

"Is it because of his orders?" the girl looked at the man not far away, who was watching the army assemble for a long time.

"No, because seeing you reminds me of myself. The woman smiled and responded, and without pause in her hand, she untied all the shackles for the girl, and then put her clean cloak on the girl's body without care, and stretched out her hand to take the girl out of the cage, "Come, you can go out." ”

The girl was stunned to see that she was held in the arms of the woman, and she didn't even dare to blink, as if the slightest movement would break this incredible dream. But the pain from the wounds on her body and the contact with other things woke her from her confusion, and a look of pain flashed across her face, but she immediately heard some terrible sounds - she shook her ears, and then immediately turned her head, and a group of soldiers in French uniforms had already pointed their muskets and bows and arrows at this side, some soldiers with spears were slowly approaching, and a fellow who looked like an officer stood behind them and directed everyone's movements.

......The girl's face was a little gray, she had learned the power of those terrible muskets and crossbows, and even at her speed she was a little stretched in the face of these terrible weapons, let alone the beautiful looking man in front of her. Hope is like it doesn't exist, there is no light.

“…… It's okay. But someone noticed her face, and the woman looked down at her scarred face, and smiled warmly, and her voice seemed to seep into the temperature, driving the cold out of the girl's fingertips.

The girl looked at her blankly, then at the army that had gathered several hundred people, and finally turned back to look at the woman with a full question.

The woman read the question in her gaze, but she did not speak, but smiled—with a confident smile, at the only man still standing in the audience.

The maiden looked over too—there stood the man who had given the order, who had dismounted and taken off his hood. The girl noticed that his complexion was slightly different from that of the people here, and that it was clearly closer to her than for the melanin deposits caused by outdoor activities. But regardless of the color of his skin, the man showed his face, and just like that, he walked towards the group of soldiers.

"Call your governor or lord. The man said this in front of an army of several hundred men.

But his words only caused a mocking laugh, which no one in the army took seriously, and even the officer-like man waved his hand for the crossbowmen to shoot directly after a burst of mockery.

Then, nothing happened.

All the arrows came to a halt in mid-air not long after they were fired, and a wall of light that appeared out of thin air stopped all the arrows, causing them to slide to the ground.

The men took a step forward, and the army retreated in fear, but they still maintained a minimum formation, which also confirmed their most basic military qualities. He continued, "Go and call your governor or lord, and I'll talk to him. ”

This time the army was silent, and the officer-looking guy said something to one of the crossbowmen beside him, and the crossbowman sped away.

After a while, a sturdy man came on horseback, and he saw from afar the man who was still confronting the army, so he took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his head, and quickly separated the crowd and walked in.

Before the person arrived, a voice came out, "Oh, isn't this Your Excellency Zhao Mian, why don't you send someone to tell me if you want to come to this place, I will definitely prepare the best room and wine to entertain you." ”

Zhao Mian looked at the guy in front of him who showed his flattery to the fullest, raised his eyebrows a little puzzled, and asked, "Do you know me?"

"Well, I had the pleasure of meeting Your Excellency when I was in Paris. The man nervously wiped the sweat from his forehead, and the whole person looked very nervous.

"Huh?" Zhao Mian looked at the guy in front of him carefully when he heard this, and then nodded, "Well, I remembered, you are one of those generals." ”

"Yes, you're right, I was in the fourth position. The man finally wiped the sweat from his head before he began to straighten out his clothes, which looked unusually sloppy from the haste he had put them on.

"What do you call it?" Zhao Mian asked after looking at him almost tidying up.

"Just call me Franz. Franz was a lot more refreshed after tidying up, but his flattering face was too much of a minus, but that's fine, this kind of guy is always easy to mess with.

"So, Franz, I want to take this girl, do you have any opinions?" Zhao Mian nodded, and then pointed to the girl who was held in Richelieu's arms.

"This ......" Franz was obviously hesitant, he looked at the girl not far away, and then at Zhao Mian in front of him. Then he gritted his teeth, "Your Excellency Zhao Mian, it's naturally okay if you want to take that catwoman, but can you tell me the reason? You know, I also need to report it to someone." ”

"Naturally, no problem. Zhao Mian nodded, "You can tell Louis XIV that I took this person away, and you can also tell him that this woman is not Catwoman, he is an intelligent creature from another world like the bear, and he came to this world for the same reason." ”

"This ...... I understand. Franz nodded, "I will tell Your Majesty the truth." ”

"Well, so be it. Zhao Mian pondered for a moment, then raised his head and continued, "I need to stay in this city for two days to heal the girl, and then I need a boat to take me to St. Valéry, from where I need to sail to England." ”

"Okay, I'll arrange it later!" Franz agreed.

"Good, I hope you can't go wrong. Zhao Mian glanced at him, then turned around and greeted Richelieu, "Richelieu, take that girl, let's go find a hotel." ”

The three of them walked away.

Watching the three of them walk away, Franz finally got out of his nervous mood, and he gasped for breath. It's as if you're facing a giant dragon just now.

"General, why are you so ...... Scared?" came over to the officer, who had been watching the whole show, and asked cautiously.

"Can I not be afraid?!" Franz slapped him in the face, spun him around in a circle before falling to the ground, "Do you know what monsters you almost provoked?!!"

"Will ...... General?" the officer was a little confused, he stroked his beaten face with one hand, touched his neck with the other, and looked at his general with an inexplicable expression.

"Aren't you in the bar every day, why haven't you heard of this guy?" Franz vented his fear through violence, and became much better, he moved his wrist, which was a little sore from the beating just now, "That's the Knight of the Dawn, and at the same time the breaker of Paris, the outsider of the royal study, a dragon or god disguised as a human, a real terror." ”

"......" officer, speechless.