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When Adele saw that the floor tiles had been lifted and a dirty nezumi came out, she was stunned. But she moved more quickly than the nezumi who had just crawled out of the hole and looked around—picking up her clothes and rushing out the door, locking it with her backhand.

A jagged dagger pierced the door panel, peeking through Adele's eyes a few centimeters. If she had gone a little further, she would have been blind.

The creaking and rattling came not only from her room, but also from all directions.

Adele pressed against the door, for fear that the nezumi would knock on the door, only to find that there were two more dangling in the hallway. They were all lowest, barely equipped skinny mouse people, but still deadly to Adele.

She thought about why there were so many nezumi in the Adventurer's Guild as she ran inside.

Two options: Escape to the hall and exit through the main entrance, but there are two nezumen in the hallway, and maybe there are more in the hall. So Adele could only turn around and flee inside. She didn't scream, otherwise she would have attracted more nezumi before she could be brought to the rescue.

Next door to her was Julianne's room, and although she was not good at fighting, she was also a high-ranking priest and had a lot of strength. Julianne is now the only savior.

The door is unlocked,

Adele opens the door and goes in to find Julianne not there.

Backyard!

Adele remembered that there was a teleportation array in the backyard that led to the labyrinth camp, which was already very close to the back door. It's worth a try.

Frightened!

Roberts Doug?

When Adele had just poked her head out of the room, she was surprised to find that in the hallway, seven or eight low-armed ratmen surrounded a human male mage, who was none other than Baron Roberts Doug. He had just walked down the hall and happened to be facing Fieltin's door, waving his hand for the rats to smash it open.

Baron Roberts Doug and a group of armed ratmen burst into Fiertin's room, causing Adele to retract at once, shutting the door as slowly and quietly as she could.

Then she curled up on Julianne's bed, listening in fear to the tiny movements of the Grim Reaper. The sound of rustling, crackling, creaking, roaring, scolding, gnawing, smashing woodwork, every movement made her nerves tense and her whole body tense.

"Damn!how could there be no one!go find!find it!I'm going to live!" Baron Roberts Doug slammed his staff on the floor, screaming hysterically, followed by the sound of many nezumi scattering quickly.

Several of them got closer and closer to Adele's door, and eventually stopped.

Adele clenched her knees and watched as the doorknob in front of her was spun around violently, followed by the loud, heavy thud of the entire door panel. Adele had seen rat men in the market cages, but she didn't know that these red-eyed evil little creatures had so much strength! The door was pierced, slashed, and smashed, and in came the gray hairy arms wrapped in mud, and the sharp fingers clasped the doorknob on the inside, and shook and shook in an attempt to unlock the door.

After a roar, they gave up unlocking and continued to smash the door, which was already about to be smashed anyway.

Adele grabbed the pillow,

Instead of holding the candlestick with both hands, at least this one still has spikes.

"Huh, why is there no one?" was the voice of a human male again, but not Baron Roberts Doug, but the voice of the head of the Adventurer's Guild. The sound came from next door, where Adele had been.

Adele opens her mouth wide and wants to call for help!

But I found that I was so frightened that I couldn't make a sound in my throat!

She held the candlestick in her hand high and tried to slam the door to make a noise, but only threw it at the end of the bed. The muscles in his body stiffened with fear, and he couldn't even throw the candlesticks far.

She stared at her trembling palms and snapped a few tears.

She had encountered dangerous things when she was working as a receptionist in the market before, but at least it was still open at that time, and there were market guards who could rush to hear the news not far away. At that time, she thought that the most she could do in the workplace was to be grabbed by the collar by a tall and rude villain and her feet off the ground. Who would have thought that the receptionist of the Adventurer's Guild would be completely different! There is no danger at all on weekdays, but they have to endure so many assassinations, kidnappings, and surprise attacks unknowingly.

It's naïve, naïve.

She suddenly remembered what the eldest sister of a receptionist in the market had said, "There is a reason why the Adventurers' Guild has finished three presidents. Are you really going? Just because you ran behind Matthew's ass, you didn't even want to die?" At the time, Adele thought it was alarmist.

There was the sound of battle in the hallway, and it sounded like the president was surrounded by many people.

Adele wanted to call for help but couldn't make a sound!

It was impossible for the president to go from room to room, and now that there were rat people everywhere, what if they hurried past Julianne's room door?

A few of the ratmen at the door turned their heads to fight the chairman and the others, but one of them still persisted in breaking down the door.

When it dug a small hole in the door panel with its rudimentary dagger, it was so strange that the half-human-tall creature squeezed in through the hole the size of a basin. Now only this hideous nezumi and Adele are stiff and unable to move in the room.

The nezumi shook off the sawdust thorns that had been stuck to his body, and swung his dagger in anger and pounced! Adele hugged her head and closed her eyes.

......

Senior, save me!—that was Adele's last thought before closing her eyes.

Angel?—that was Adele's first thought when she opened her eyes.

You rush into Julianne's room in the nick of time and stab the nezumi in the back of the heart with a sword. After making sure there were no holes in the room and no other nezumi, he picked Adele up from the bedside. "Adele, are you alright?" said Adele when she heard someone say this, and then opened her eyes in your arms.

The tall and burly man with a thousand rays of light behind him held her in his arms, killed the little Grim Reaper, and saved her like an angel from the heavenly realm of the gods - objectively speaking, the ten thousand rays of light are actually Hathaway holding a perpetual lamp behind you, tall because you stepped on the corpse of the nezumi, burly because of the illusion caused by the backlight, and picked her up because there were more nezumi around her than imagined and endless, and there was no time to wait for Adele to recover to the extent that she could walk, and she had to move as soon as possible.

Julianne checked Adele: "President, she is not injured, but she is frightened." Let me hold her!"

"Let's let the elder hold you, you're our only spellcaster, and the president and Annette just got the spellbook tonight and haven't prepared the spell yet. The leader's shield is a ring, which does not occupy both hands, and in addition to this, Coco and Annette also need to fight. Hathaway beckoned everyone to exit the room as soon as possible, "It went well, the second room was found." ”

Coco sniffed, "Chief, Baron!"

"I knew it was bad luck. Julianne muttered angrily, "That madman shouldn't have been allowed to leave the hall back then, and now he's starting to bite back!"

"Why should the baron hold a grudge against the Guild, we didn't offend him!"

"Probably not just holding a grudge against the guild, especially ......"

Hathaway was halfway through speaking, silently glancing at Fieltin, who was cowering behind Julian.

Looking at the smashed door of Fiertin's room, it is estimated that the baron has long seen that the subhuman race of Fielting is not pleasing to the eye - often seeing an elven former slave dangling in front of his eyes, talking and laughing, not knowing the height of the sky, but there is no way to kill or enslave with his own hands, which really makes Baron Roberts Doug sleep, and even gritted his teeth in his dreams.

"Huh?" Raumi noticed that you, who were walking in the front, passed through the back door, and instead of going out, continued to move forward and turned into the stairs leading to the basement, "Are you really going to the warehouse?"

You nod vigorously.

Several beauties pulled their hair and sighed like this. They really couldn't understand why they had to go to the basement when they had already found Adele? There must be more rat people there than one floor, wasn't this going deep into the dead ground? The back door was just a few steps away!

But -- no one really questioned it.

Everyone follows closely behind you and heads straight for the basement warehouse.

This is a very bizarre phenomenon that would never have happened under normal circumstances.

In the moment of life and death, human beings do not trust their own judgments most, but their own judgments. The most common example is that the general situation on the battlefield is gone, and there will no longer be soldiers who obey the command of the generals, even if it is more reasonable to stick to a certain position, it is easier to survive, and it is more conducive to protecting the countless people in the rear, but the soldiers will only lose their armor and flee in all directions, because they only trust their own judgment at this time.

Now the Adventurer's Guild is also at a critical juncture when it is attacked by a large number of nezumi in the middle of the night. To be honest, the only combatant is Coco, but the level is not very high, and the situation is not optimistic at all. But these beauties are inexplicably convinced that no matter how crazy decision you make, it must be right!

This comes from their observations of you during this time, and from their own judgment: your decision-making rate is unusually high.

A magical sense of trust drives a group of them to follow you, kill seven or eight nezumi, and arrive at the warehouse.

"Me?" Fiertin looked at the repeating crossbow in surprise and reconfirmed, "I'll use it? I won't!"

Hathaway patted her on the shoulder: "It's you, elves are born marksmen and believe in their own bloodlines." No one is inferior to the other. ”

"That's right, if you see Roberts Doug, you level this light crossbow and aim it at him. Hold your breath, then shake the right crank at a constant speed and shoot. Annette patted Fieldine on the back so hard that the latter almost staggered.

Adele took Fieltin's trembling hand. The trembling of the former was transmitted to the latter, and the two gradually calmed down.

Julianne grabbed the flail and told the truth she didn't know how to use it, but it was easy to do - spin and spin and smash it down at the enemy's head. She touched Fiertin's head and encouraged: "See the target, aim, level the crossbow, and turn the shaker at a constant speed." You don't have to reload your crossbows, 10 rounds are enough to kill a mage. ”

"Baron, you will die. Coco looked back at Fiertin, clenched her fists and cheered her up.

Well!

Fierting nodded, holding the repeating light crossbow tightly in his arms. She felt everyone's trust and expectation for her, and a warm power rose from the bottom of her heart.

Why did these people suddenly start giving motivational speeches?

A, you decided to rot the phrase "you can't do it" in your stomach.

B, let's let Hathaway hold the crossbow, and Fieldine hold the lamp.

C, let Adele hold a crossbow is stronger than Fieltin.

D, give the crossbow to Raumi and the little dagger to Fieltin...... Although take the same as the dagger capital.