Bang! Bang!

Peake heard the sound of his heart pounding, and then raised the stick in his hand high and slammed it into the head of the sword-wielding thief.

The stick flicked off, and the thief fell to his knees with a limp, his fur hat soaked with blood pouring out of his forehead, rolled his eyes, and then fell to the ground and passed out.

"Roald Samurai, you're alright!" Peake looked nervously at the samurai with the sword on his shoulder, and at the same time his heart was shocked, and at the same time, a sincere admiration welled up

This samurai was able to stretch out his hands and pull out the horse thief hiding in the carriage just after being struck by the sword.

And the horse thief's martial arts didn't seem to be very strong, and in a panic, he grabbed the hilt of the sword that was inserted in Roald's shoulder again, and pulled it out violently! Blood instantly sprayed onto his eyes.

Peake approached and knocked him unconscious with a stick while his eyes were blinded by blood.

Mortally wounded, the Roald warrior leaned against a low log and sat back limply.

What should I do? Peake took off his clothes and covered his wounds with all his might, but he couldn't stop the gushing blood! Look at Roald's mouth full of blood, and his eyelids drooped down heavily......

"Mr. Sherlock!" Peake looked up and saw that Sherlock had eliminated the last two horse thieves, and shouted, "Come and save him!"

Sherlock didn't bother to pick up his weapon, and strode through the muddy wetland.

"Breathe, Roald, look at me, breathe!" Sherlock grabbed Roald in the jaw and stabbed him in the throat with two fingers, pulling out all the blood that was in his mouth.

"Ahem...... Ahem!" The trick worked, and Roald coughed violently and opened his eyes again.

"No...... No way! I can ...... Feel ...... It's already hurt my heart. Roald held out his hand tremblingly and pointed to the carriage. "Madame, go and see Madame!"

Seeing this, Peake quickly ran over, and then quickly ran back. "There were two women in there, they both fainted, and there should be nothing wrong. ”

"That'...... Just fine, Sherlock...... Madame has left it to you, so that you can ...... Confessed to Baron Hydgvi ......" Speaking of this, Roald laughed self-deprecatingly, then shifted his gaze to Pique, and said slowly: "Young man...... You're right...... There really are eight horse thieves......" After saying this, Roald was silent.

Drops of water dripped from the leaves, diluting the blood from the corners of Roald's mouth, but he couldn't erase the smile.

He is already very satisfied with being able to rescue the noble lady, then, death is death.

Pikewu covered the wound on his shoulder, as if that would stop him from dying.

"Let him go, he has returned to the arms of the god of light. Sherlock was a devout believer in light, and he silently recited a prayer in his heart: May the light last forever, and may the departed rest in peace. Then he brushed Roald's eyes, helped him close his eyes, and then took out a black cloth from his bosom and blindfolded him.

When a person dies, he or she is blindfolded with a black cloth.

This is the custom of the followers of light, which means to keep the light in their eyes.

In recent days, Pique has often seen people kill and people being killed, and he always has mixed feelings when he sees someone die. The archers were killed, the horse thieves were killed, Roald was killed, everything was like a dream, and he had a strange feeling that human life was no different from weeds.

Pique didn't communicate much with Rodel, but he could sense that the black-faced guy was an upright samurai. Hasja asked him to follow Chief Amanda to protect civilians, and he agreed without hesitation. He was a big fan of the Knight of Light's spear, but when Pique offered to give it to him, his first reaction was to refuse. When he was seriously injured and about to die, he didn't think of himself, but of the safety of the noble lady......

Even the use of heroes to describe this samurai is not an exaggeration.

Pique was in a heavy mood and silently lowered his head.

"Roald was born in the Arker family, and now he died for the Arker family, and he should have no regrets. Of course, he also has his own wife and his own son, and Baron Hajvi Yakel will always protect them. As if to say something to Roald, Sherlock said sadly, "I will take care of Mortalie and little Roald too, and you can follow the god of light." With that, Sherlock stood up silently, picked up the blood-stained sword on the ground, and walked over to the horse thief who had been knocked unconscious by Peake.

Pique had already anticipated what he was going to do next and silently looked away.

Sherlock slit the thief's throat, walked to the front of the carriage again, lifted the curtain, probed the two men in the carriage with his fingers, and then turned to Peake and said, "When the lady and the nun wake up, we will get out of here, young man, if I were you, I would definitely go and search the horse thieves now to see if there is anything good, by the way, you must remember to take those two spears." Sherlock said as he tied Roald's body to the back of a war horse, and his companion died tragically, and his face could not hide his sadness, but it was his duty, and now was not the time to weep and mourn, he needed to send his wife safely to the town of peace.

Instead of following Sherlock's advice and searching the thieves' clothes, Peake picked up his stick from the ground, walked over to the thieves' corpses, tore strips of black cloth from the thieves' clothes, and blindfolded them.

Sherlock saw Pique's strange behavior with his peripheral vision, turned around, frowned, and said, "There is no light in the eyes of these people!

Peake was stunned for a moment, and then said: "But it is recorded in the death record of the Universal Divine Codex that after everyone dies, the evil of life will be written off, and it can be turned into a ray of light and thrown into the arms of the god of light. When he had said this, he blindfolded the other thief with a black cloth.

The Universal Divine Codex is a thick white paper that is divided into multiple directories, including the Book of Revelation, the Book of Death, and the Book of Time and Space...... The Universal Codex is used by the Cult of Light to propagate its teachings, and almost every church will have a lot of Universal Codex for sale, which can be purchased for only two copper coins.

"Since you've read the Universal Codex, you must know that in Chapter 5 of the Universal Codex of Deaths, it says that murderers will never be forgiven by the God of Light!" Sherlock said stiffly, a little angry.

"But......," said Peake, you didn't kill someone just now...... This sentence was not said after all, because a huge battle axe fell from the sky and directly struck Sherlock in the head!

Death came very cleverly, and Sherlock had just remembered the fifth chapter of the Universal Codex of Deaths when he died......

One second Pique was still talking to Sherlock, and the next, Sherlock's head suddenly exploded...... Pique had never seen anyone's head explode like a watermelon, their brains splashing around like watermelon juice...... This kind of terrifying scene happened in front of his eyes, which directly made Pique's whole body tremble violently, and then, he found that his body could not stop at all after that trembling......

In the darkness, a tall figure stepped out, his bulging left eyeball staring straight at Pique, as if staring at his prey.

This man is the tallest and strongest man Pique has ever seen, and he is ...... Bafengte!