Arthur looked up, because Apices was so short, and from the bottom up, Arthur could only see half of Apises' head, and the rest was blocked by the wall. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

With half a round head in a hat and a serious expression, Arthur smiled again.

The tension was relieved in this way, and Arthur himself found it incredible and funny. He smiled and said loudly, "Yes, it's the easiest. ”

"Good. Ubises waved his hand, and the jailer suddenly grabbed Arthur's hand and shackled his hands, the heaviness of the thick chains that made Arthur's smile fade a lot.

"It's ......"

Before Arthur could finish speaking, Werther was in a hurry, and despite the soldier's warning to draw his sword, he yelled at Ubises, "Hey, what do you mean!?"

Ubises looked at the angry Werther, and spoke much more relaxedly: "If you have an opinion, you can bring the shackles with you." ”

"You!" Werther rushed forward and tore Ubises' round face, and Nain hugged Werther's arm hard, she didn't say anything, just hugged it tightly.

"There must always be measures to prevent accidents. As he spoke, Ubises pointed to the archers surrounding the execution ground, "These are the same. ”

Before Werther could roar again, Arthur waved his hand, calming his companion above him in a relaxed manner.

"I have a request. Looking at the half-round head, Arthur exclaimed, "I'm going to use my own weapon." ”

"Yes. Ubisebi gestured, and soon a soldier offered Arthur's sword.

As soon as Ubises picked up the sword that was almost as tall as him, Arthur below raised his hands and shouted "here and here" in succession, signaling Ubises to throw it over.

The saber given by his mother was Arthur's most precious possession, and being touched by someone had already made him angry, so Arthur was stunned when he watched his most precious thing "snap" and fall straight to the ground.

Dragging the heavy chains, Arthur ran over to pick up the sword, and with distress and anger in his chest, he threw his head back hard and glared at the half of the head on the wall.

Ubises did not mean to provoke Arthur, and he did throw it at Arthur, but because his arms were too short and his strength was not great, as a civil official, he had never lifted a sword, and he could not judge the angle and force of the throw.

Facing Arthur, who was glaring angrily, Ubises was a little dazed, but he didn't think much about it, and his palm simply slapped his hand, and the sound of the door opening followed.

Arthur turned around to see the iron door on the other side slowly opening.

Putting aside his emotions for a moment, Arthur pinned his sword back to his waist and waited intently for the imminent enemy. He thought it must be a high-ranking soldier of Wommel, just like the cavalry he had seen, who should be dressed in armor and heroic.

But the man who came out of the door was not heroic, nor was he wearing armor, and he was not even alone.

After the dull sound of the door opening, Arthur was confronted with two dozen men in ragged clothes and rough and fierce appearances armed with various weapons. They were all breathing heavily, their eyes fixed on the slightly thin teenager, as if they were about to tear him apart.

From the eyes of these people, Arthur saw a sentence: "Either you die, or I live." ”

After smelling the smell wafting from them, Arthur knew that these people were prisoners.

"Hey, what's that!" Werther was anxious again, and Nein hugged Werther's arm again.

"They are all the strongest men in Wommel, did I say there is only one?" Without even turning his head, Ubises replied coldly, "These are death row prisoners, I told them, if they beat that boy, they will have a chance to live, and if they lose, they will be executed immediately!"

Witt instantly roared: "This is unfair!"

Naine lowered her head, her mouth pursed tightly, her hand tightly wrapped around Werther's arm, preventing Werther from taking a step into the range of the surrounding soldiers.

"There are only twenty or so of them, and there are forty or fifty bandits, which is fair. Ignoring Werther's roar, Urbicés clapped his hands, the door closed, the jailers withdrew, and only Arthur and the gang of condemned prisoners were left in the execution ground.

"You...... Bastard, bastard!" Knowing that roaring was useless, Witt looked anxiously at Arthur, trusting only in his best friend's abilities.

Arthur was not surprised by such a result.

He held his head high, looked at Witt and Nayin with an imposing look, raised his hand and gave a thumbs-up, making a gesture of victory.

Witt shouted, "Arthur, don't panic, you can win!"

Seeing that Arthur was not scared at all, but full of confidence, Witt and Nayin were a little relieved.

The two of them thought that Arthur, who was so confident, would say something that reassured them, but they didn't expect that the sentence floating from below would be: "Brother Vitter!

Werther and Naine were stunned at the same time.

When the two of them were stunned, the surrounding soldiers drew their swords one after another, and more than a dozen swords were pointed at Werther and Nayin in unison, surrounding them so that they could not even insert a needle.

Feeling the cold air around him, Werther was so angry that he wanted to jump down, no matter what the condemned prisoner was, punch this kid first. Naine smiled awkwardly and waved to Arthur in understanding.

"Boy, don't play tricks, or you'll all die. After glancing to the side, Urbisses looked back at Arthur, "Your friends first, then you." Alright, let's get started. ”

Arthur tugged at the corners of his mouth. He looked at Ubises and said in a voice that the other party could not hear: "If something happens to Vitgo and Nayin, the whole of Wommel will be buried with him." ”

Seeing Ubises' questioning expression, Arthur lowered his head with a light smile on his lips as he looked at the prisoners in front of him and slowly drew his sword.

"Tsk, this is a physical struggle, it's difficult. ”

Soon, one of the largest condemned prisoners roared and rushed over, slashing at the head with a great sword in his hand.

Arthur lowered his body slightly, observing the movement of the person as he ran, and the moment the big sword fell, Arthur quickly dodged, and then only relied on the agility of his body to dodge, not even raising his sword.

The big guy obviously didn't expect Arthur to be so sensitive, he was like a hummingbird, and he couldn't cut it no matter how he slashed it. He was so angry and anxious that he didn't spare any effort, pressing forward step by step, speeding up, and the great sword slashed continuously, and soon Arthur's back hit the wall, and there was no way to retreat.

"Oh, boy, there's nowhere to hide!" the big man looked at Arthur with his back to the wall, and showed a mocking smile, and a mouthful of dirty yellow teeth were exposed at the same time, "Suffer death!"

"When you get to the place, of course you don't hide. Arthur chuckled, and at the moment when the big man raised his sword again and slashed it hard, he stared at the wall with his right foot back, jumped up diagonally, and stretched out his forearm under the sword blade, drawing a clear arc. The big man only felt a chill on his neck, and the scenery in front of him somehow overturned, and then he saw only the sloping land.