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It must be a mob, but to be honest, both sides want to be beaten.

The two sides fought, and it was obvious that the private soldiers had the upper hand in terms of equipment and strength, but the difference in numbers was probably not possible to immediately distinguish the winner.

Suddenly, a mob reached out and grabbed Annette and urged, "Hurry up and help!

"Uh-huh, cast the spell right away. Annette steps back with you, then pulls out a hydration bag and two handkerchiefs, and asks you, "Master, two?"

In fact, one shot is enough, this is just dawn, and the spell bit can be saved.

You retreat behind all the mobs, outside the door, and cast arcane magic into the prayer room. A thick cloud of foul green smoke flew from your palm to the center of the hall, exploding on the ground, and immediately filling the entire space. With a bang, Annette closed the door.

She ties a wet handkerchief to the back of your head and covers her mouth and nose: "This baron is unlucky, and the ambush mob actually chooses a room with no windows on all sides. ”

It's really unlucky.

Maybe there's something going on here, otherwise if you had opened the castle gates at the dawn of day, and let them go all the way, intending to wipe out all these mobs, you would never have chosen this location with only one exit and no windows. Anything is in case, and if these mobs can't be defeated, such as a strong helper mixed in, wouldn't it be impossible to steal chickens and rice? There are no windows, probably Mrs. Edward's preference, so as not to bask in the sun.

Estimating that the time was almost up, Annette opened the door, and suddenly two mobs fell out, kneeling on the ground and vomiting. It's dirty.

Annette grabbed a pitchfork at her feet, propped it up at the base of the wall, kicked it, and turned it into an ordinary long stick. She clenched the wooden stick in her hands and hid behind your Force Field Shield Ring, followed her into the foul-smelling green smoke.

The prayer room, which had once been sacred, was now in unprecedented condition – the floor was littered with vomit, more than half of the people on both friend and foe had fallen to the ground, and there was a mess of shouting and screaming everywhere. At least, it doesn't affect the field of view too much. Even if you cover your mouth and nose, it smells very foul and makes people sick to your stomach.

The private soldiers are okay, at least they don't have a demoralization like the mob, and they are rushing out of the door towards the only exit, and they are about to spit out the bile if they rebel.

"Damn! They've got mercenaries! Kill those two mages!"

With that, a crossbow bolt whizzed at you and struck your transparent shield. The force field formed by this ring is shaped like a heavy shield, the protective area is very large, and the hardness is extremely strong, and there is no pure gold and high-grade magic weapons to shatter. Holding a transparent shield makes it easier to resist crossbow arrows.

I didn't expect this ring to work so well.

Maybe they wanted to pounce on you, or maybe they were so stinky that they wanted to escape, two of the privates ran towards you with their swords. Well...... His face was so stinky that he turned green. You raise your hand to defend with your shield, then stab your opponent in the flank with the razor-sharp magic dagger that Raumi had given you, and Annette stuns him with a swing of his stick almost simultaneously. You raise your leg again to avoid the longsword sweep and stab your opponent in the shoulder with your short sword, knocking Annette almost simultaneously with a blow.

The private soldiers are either fighting with the mob, or kneeling on the ground and spitting, and there is not much time left for you two to deal with. Seeing who is going to shoot the crossbow at you is the most important thing, and the mage is afraid of being shot first, and no one wants to sneak around the back in this smoke.

Seeing that the green mist set off a trace of movement, it is estimated that someone is squatting in the smoke with bated breath and planning to sneak attack you behind you. Annette grabbed the candlestick she had in hand and threw it at it, slamming it on the helmet of a private soldier. His face was full of shock, as if he didn't have much actual combat experience, and he didn't understand why he was noticed.

"Rush!"

I don't know which mob suddenly roared, and several people who were still insisting on fighting stabbed the stealthy private soldier who fell to the ground with a pitchfork, and the whole body was covered in blood.

One of the mobs slammed into Annette on the shoulder and in the chaos, causing her to stagger for a moment.

Oh, Annette was bruised in the calf by a crossbow arrow. Just the abrasions are a blessing, and Annette immediately struggled to her feet and continued to hide behind you, quickly pulling out a bottle of antidote from her belt.

She turned around and grabbed the crossbow bolt stuck in the ground, and stared at it carefully: "Huh, it's not poisonous, I thought it was ......."

I thought that the world's bows and arrows and crossbows were coated with poison. In this way, at least the people around Annette used very few crossbows, either for sneak attacks or assassinations, and all of them were carefully fed with poison. Poison costs money, right?

For a while, there were no private soldiers who continued to rush over, but their faces were ugly along their mouths and noses, probably just standing in place It was very hard. There are always a lot of private soldiers, and it's not easy for you two to rush over for hand-to-hand combat.

Annette spun the crossbow in her hand around her fingertips, like a compass.

Crossbow bolt stop,

Suddenly out!

Hearing a scream, a private soldier fell to the ground clutching his stomach. This is the "archery" of zero-level spells, and the power is equivalent to that of a light crossbow, and she often practices it in the guild.

I didn't see what was going on, after all, mages are very rare in small places, and I thought you had prepared a crossbow. It's one thing to face a mob with pitchforks, but it's another thing to face a rebel army with serious armed forces, so frightened that these private soldiers shout "Spread out and find cover!"

...... So you freeze in place and find that the enemy has taken the initiative to give up his greatest advantage: being outnumbered and grouped. Isn't this begging you to break each one?

Annette couldn't let go of such a good opportunity, and was about to rush forward, but was grabbed by you: there may be fraud!

"Hmm!" Annette nodded vigorously and stepped back, continuing to crouch behind you and clutch the long stick. The most important thing on such an occasion is to see the situation clearly and grasp the overall situation, and it is not necessary to win, but if it is really not possible, it is stupid to retreat and fall into the trap. The most important thing is that the data shows that although Baron Edward is young, although he is not a battlefield hero like Raymond, he has also made great achievements, and he was already a level 10 leader warrior last year.

I don't know what this baron is going to do, but you decide you can't rush forward anyway. You and Annette slowly step back, helping the mob deal with the privateers, freeing the former to rush in as cannon fodder.

As a small detail, you and Annette didn't intend to take the lives of these privates, so they just stabbed and knocked them unconscious, but the mob didn't take it lightly at all, killing several people even without stabbing the fallen ones. Hopefully, the loss of life won't affect your mission.

......

...... It shouldn't be.

"Master, let's go up too, there don't seem to be any traps, they just really dodge the crossbow bolts before they scatter. After Annette urged this, you also walked very cautiously in front of the nearest private soldier.

You're about to plunge your dagger into his shoulder, but you hesitate. Because this guy has taken off his helmet and buckled it in his face. Not only is he completely unable to see his surroundings, but his head is all exposed, if this stick is struck hard, will Annette be killed directly with his strength?...... What does it mean to put a helmet over your face?

Bang! knocked unconscious.

Annette was also stunned. Even if the other party is a wanderer or something that is not strong enough, but the tenacity immunity value is so low, and the constitution value is so low, is it really a private soldier of the Baron's Palace?

Suddenly, it dawns on you! Oops!

"What's the matter, master?" Annette also became nervous, lowering her posture and touching the short musket on her waist, "Is it an ambush?"

Do you remember the private soldiers standing guard on the city wall? Do you remember the lazy private soldiers who came in when Da Hehe let them in? Do you remember that this is a secret room with no windows and only a door? This is Baron Edward, in order to cut down the mob and root out the urn to catch turtles!

Hurry up!—and without much care, you drag Annette to the only exit at full speed, knocking away the several people who are fighting! Hopefully everything will be in time.

Sure enough,

Before you reach the gate, you notice a few private soldiers running down the corridor, the same people who had stood guard at the gates and walls. Damn!

The private soldiers in charge of blocking the door are running towards you with their helmets on, fast, but not as fast as you and Annette. First, the two of you rushed out of the door, and finally avoided the tragic end of being surrounded in the secret room. But, it's already too close to each other,

It's too close,

This distance is no longer suitable for spellcasting. In desperation, you and Annette have a heart, you are responsible for raising the shield to resist the enemy, and Annette is about to release the fireball to kill all sides!

"What's going on inside, didn't you say the fat beating lord, why did you vomit like this?" asked the private soldier standing in front of you, tilting his head.

Belch?

The other mobs, who couldn't bear the stench, wiped their tears and saliva, and replied breathlessly, "Don't mention it, the mercenaries we hired have made smoke spells. Help!"

"Oh!"

So the privates continued to pass you by with their helmets on their helmets, ran into the prayer room, and got into a fight with another group of privates. What's going on?

Look at Annette,

Annette look at you,

...... Well, what's going on?

The private soldiers standing guard are in a group with the mob, and the private soldiers inside are in a group with the baron? This is not a turtle in an urn at all? Think about it carefully, when the mob entered the city gate, they did talk to the private soldiers standing guard like neighbors, and the standing guard = these who just heard the news and ran over are not as high as level 12, and it is estimated that they are half a catty and eight taels inside.

Annette stares straight at you, her eyes winkling, and she doesn't know what to do now.

You scratch your head and re-enter the prayer room, only to find that the evenly matched situation has turned one side down because of your action. Most of the private soldiers guarding the baron were defeated, and the rest were at least struggling to resist, and the gap in numbers gradually appeared.

But!

It's still too early to say the victory! Because the level 10 leader, the Warrior Baron himself, was still standing upright, calm and relaxed, and looked like he was at ease. Looking at this Lord Edward from another angle, he is actually a bloody man who has experienced countless Shura fields on the battlefield 4 levels lower than Raymond, and the warrior is a profession with high offense and high defense, which is suitable for melee, and it is normal to be calm and relaxed. As soon as the baron himself made a move, the victory and defeat could be reversed immediately.

So, you have to shoot too!

"Master, what should we do?" Annette was really confused, "after all, he is the husband that Lady Edward misses, if we let him be injured, I am afraid that we will anger the top vampires, but if we don't care, he will kill these lords." ”

Attack magic doesn't work, and immobilization can also cause the baron to be accidentally injured by the angry mob, so the only way to do it is to make a spell - a charm spell.

Silent, Annette wrote with an expression, "Are you sure? to use a charm spell on a man who gets along with vampires all day and night? But there was no better way to do it.

thereupon

You decisively cast a level 1 arcane "Enchanting Human" on Baron Edward. In any case, it's worth a fight, after all, the instructor in the back row has commented that your spells are powerful, and the success rate is still very high, so you may be able to succeed.

A spell was thrown at the baron,

A few seconds later,

He finally had a reaction.

To his great delight, he seems to have been affected by the spell of enchantment, shouting at you, "Hey, mage over there, my friend, come and help me!"

You nod vigorously, and Annette took the opportunity to run over, anyway, get close first and then find a way to knock him unconscious and quell the commotion...... Belch?

The situation was now such that the entire prayer room was filled with green smoke, and it was difficult to see what was chest-high. When you get closer, you are surprised to find ...... Damn! Where is this baron so calm and relaxed? The reason why he didn't move at all was because he was hugged by his legs by this group of beautiful women!

After taking it, this group of originally gorgeous beauties are now about to vomit like dogs, and they are still holding on to their thighs.

“...... Friends, help me ......"

You look at the baron's expression, and you don't know if it's these women of a good family who have been robbed by force or if he is more pitiful at this moment.

In the end, he is the husband of a vampire, and no matter how far things go, he will always have to help. Without hesitation, Annette reached for the leg pendants and dragged them.

Stop!—you're too late to stop it!

It's too careless! A big soldier from the battlefield is ruthless and plans to kill all these powerless people, how can he not hide a sharp blade by his side! This is a scam, and Annette was easily tricked to the side of the baron, bowing her head and bending down to pull these beauties, and her back was all exposed.

It was too late, too late, and Baron Edward suddenly smiled grimly, reached out and grabbed the weapon from behind, and struck Annette in the back with lightning speed!It was a fatal ......

Hit?

"Oops, it hurts! What are you doing!" Annette tumbled to the ground, clutching her back and jumping to her feet in pain. There was a little flame in her clothes.

The baron looked hideous, and roared, "You damned mobs, damned mercenaries, all die, I'm a noble!

Move the decorations on the wall,

Open the trap door,

Gone without a trace.

"It hurts......" You checked the injuries on Annette's back, it was a high-level warrior, her hands were really heavy, she was smashed hard by the candlestick, her clothes were burned with holes, and it was estimated that her skin would be bruised. Why did this guy lay out this game, but he didn't prepare a sharp blade himself?

You stare at the secret door a few steps away. It's well-made, sturdy, and there should be a lot of traps inside. Rushing in is really the best policy......

"Wait, wait, don't go in!" Annette reached out to stop the newly victorious mob, but could not stop them from chasing them into the secret door. How much do you want to die to rush into that kind of place? After all, haven't these beauties already been saved?

But no one wants to listen to you two at all. They shouted, "Arrest the baron, hang him, and be judged!"

What are you going to do?

A, catch up!

B, it's too dangerous, wait where you are.