The sentry soon spotted Renault's group of six, climbed down from the watchtower, untied the rope tied to the stake, and rushed over on horseback.

When he approached, he recognized Renault, and instead of shouting 'Stop,' he clenched his sword...... The group of six dispersed, and Balka's unlucky man who had helped break through the thin walls of the cell was knocked off by his horse in the first encounter.

Renault, who was desperately running towards the shore, glanced at Whitemayne, who stopped, his hands glowing black, and then the sentry who had returned to pursue him was thrown off his horse, and his horse fled off the distance as if he had gone mad.

The Sentinel appeared to break his leg and fell to the ground groaning in pain, while Whitemane chose the latter after a little hesitation between taking out one of Loria's lackeys and running for his life.

They had seen the coastline from the beginning, but now they realized that it was so far away, that Barka ran at the front without looking back, and one of his remaining men followed closely behind, but from time to time he stopped to wait for Renault, as if hesitating to help him...... Whitemayne, the weakest, was left last, and the female assassin who had not said a word on the way to escape silently turned to hug her.

The lungs made strange noises like a broken compressor, and the unbearable sourness reminded everyone that the limits of their bodies were approaching, and they heard the sound of horses' hooves in unison, and urged them to take another step forward.

They were so close to the shore that they could even see the dark skin, the cloudy humble eyes, and the dirty scimitars at the waists of the sailors on the two boats.

These pirates have now become messengers of hope and revenge...... According to Barka, they would send Renault to Quel'Thalas, and the rest would be up to them...... Travel through the Plaguelands to the Hand of Tyr, the main force of the Scarlet Crusaders.

If it weren't for the crisis of confidence, Renaud would have been in favor of the plan, as he had many friends in the hands of Tyr who would not only ensure his safety, but would even be able to find some men to help him regain what he had lost.

Barka jumped into a small boat first, and as if to order the sailor to leave quickly, the latter hesitated, and he put his sword on the latter's neck, and the timid fellow rowed the oars desperately.

Renault, who was about to explode, secretly vowed to find an opportunity to kill this cowardly traitor - for example, after he reached the hand of Tyre, after a while, he finally felt the sea, the cold water poured into his trouser legs, it felt better than ever, he turned over with the help of another warrior, gasped for breath, and looked back at the situation on the shore,

"Go...... Go and help...... She ......"

Renault said intermittently as he pushed the soldier who was about to climb onto the boat, who hesitated and then turned to pick up Whiteman...... Ryza Rivendell's cavalry was quite close, and when the warrior approached Whitemayne and the female Assassin, the slender female Assassin actually picked up Whitemayne, who was about to faint, and sped towards the boat.

The soldier commanded by Renault was left last, and he watched as the taciturn Assassin threw Whitemane onto the boat and jumped on it himself, and he mustered up the last of his strength to run as hard as he could, but the boat still left, and Renault looked at him with a cold gaze, and then turned his gaze.

He didn't know how Barka found him, and he didn't have much resentment about Loria, but he did support Renault's professed beliefs, and he longed for the words that Barka had in his mouth - justice, homeland, adventure, power, and getting ahead.

He was too tired to run any longer, and listened to the sound of the horses' hooves getting closer and closer, until the beasts with hot breath in their nostrils seemed to be close to his back, after which he closed his eyes forever.

……

Clement frowned, she couldn't figure out what was going on, and the wounded sentry couldn't get any more information - the battleship suddenly appeared, and then the fleeing Renault and his party, who tried to stop but failed.

She looked at the two boats that were gradually moving away, and always felt that something was wrong, but she could not explain clearly, so she and a large group of cavalry silently clubbed on the seashore, and watched as the fugitive's boat approached the battleship, and then was pulled up.

They had no ship, let alone sailing, and could only watch Renault flee...... Who knows where the battleship came from? Lordaeron has long since fallen, and there has never been half a pirate in the waters around here.

When the scouts who had urgently reported to Loria had left for a quarter of an hour, the ship finally moved, and the Crusader cavalry watched as it slowly lifted anchor and hoisted its sails...... The camouflage was removed little by little, the hideous battleship revealed its original appearance, and the purple flag was raised high—the falcon coat of arms was stacked with three elven arrows, and the top was covered with a torn female mask.

This is the banner of the undead entrenched in the Undercity.

Each of the Crusader soldiers stared in disbelief at the eerie banner in front of them until the battleship faded into the mist.

Tricked, everybody.

The people roared angrily, the commander who had always claimed to be righteous, and the commander who executed their companions for colluding with the undead turned out to be the spy of the undead!

At the same moment, in a different place, there was another person yelling angrily, Renault wanted to pounce on the vicious Barka, but was hit in the face by the female assassin's punch, the terrifying force made his jaw almost dislocated, Renault, who fell to the ground, looked at Whitemayne, who had been accused, clenched his teeth, and was so angry that he couldn't say a word.

Barca was so clever that several times, Renault believed him.

"Don't you ask me why!" Barka laughed almost madly, "for the sake of what we have lost, for the light that we have managed to regain...... For the leader of my people, for the sake of my queen!"

Renault was soon tied up by the sailors, Barka's disgusting, twisted smile stung him, and the long tiredness took over his body and mind for a moment, and he stared vacantly at the purple flag...... He's finished, there's no chance of regaining what he's lost, and even though Loria stole the power that belongs to him, she never connects him to the undead.

Today's story must be recognizable to everyone, and it will not be long before he will lose his place in the Crusaders forever.

Only then did he notice that the female Assassin's face looked strange, the sea soaking her disguise, and the slimy powder hanging all over her face...... Under the disguise, it should be someone he had seen.

What about even an undead spirit?

Unfair fate plays with him again and again, he decides to throw in the towel, he decides not to be affected by foreign objects anymore.

Nothing could surprise him anymore.

The battleship sailed quietly on the sea until the land disappeared from sight, and the sailors began to get busy.

Correct the course and adjust the sails.

By the way, threw that purple flag into the sea like garbage.

Then they raised a new flag.

Pink roses bloom in the salty sea breeze.

Renault finally remembered......

Damn Barka is a Stein Bleder. (To be continued.) )