Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Pursuers
In the thin rain, Bonnie took Phyllis by the hand while looking at the hateful figure and the giant who were getting farther and farther away from her. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 She clearly saw the struggle in the figure's eyes, and she thought he would remind the giant to stop, but she didn't expect him to end up watching like this, letting himself get farther and farther away from Phyllis until he disappeared.
Phyllis also seemed to sense that his master was a little far away from him, and was about to continue chasing after him. But Bonnie hugged his neck, although Bonnie didn't know why he kept the cat for himself, maybe to repay his life, maybe because he was pulling his hair indiscriminately. Maybe.. Bonnie's cheeks were a little hot, "What am I thinking, O Sun God?" Bonnie hurriedly pushed the terrible thoughts out of her mind.
Phyllis in his arms became a little impatient, he didn't understand why the good-smelling woman in front of him stopped, and he also didn't understand why his master didn't stop waiting for it. The smell of the owner in the nose has become weaker and weaker, and it will be too late if you don't chase it, "Meow~" Phyllis fought for the first time in Bonnie's arms, but Bonnie hugged Phyllis's neck tightly, preventing it from breaking free, while rubbing Phyllis in front of him with a face full of mud, while comforting softly.
Because of the rain, the cat's sense of smell has been greatly affected, and there is no smell of its owner in the nose at all, only the good smell of the woman in front of him remains. Phyllis, who had lost his master, squatted down in a languid manner, and his gloomy and tired eyes closed gently, and no matter how much he comforted the woman in his nose, he did not open his eyes.
The rain was still falling, the sky was still rolling dark clouds, and Phyllis closed his eyes motionlessly. The rain kept falling on Phyllis's long hair, which was originally smooth and supple, but now clung to his body, leaving only a faint watermark after dipping into the long hair, and then disappeared completely. And so on and so forth.
Bonnie was sad, and Phyllis had no intention of going with her. Just squatting in the rain and waiting for his master to come back. But its owner won't come back, so why should it be raining all the time? Originally, the "Sword and Rose" mercenary group had tents, ropes, rain gear, and other items, but now most of these things have been lost, and even the mercenaries themselves have no tools to shelter from the rain, so where can they find something to cover this Phyllis?
The sky had darkened, and the overcast weather always came early in the night. Bonnie didn't go under the tree to hide from the rain like those mercenaries, she just kept holding it and accompanying the Phyllis in the rain. Bonnie could feel Phyllis shivering slightly, and she tightened her hands to convey more of her warmth to Phyllis. The rain kept falling on a person and a cat, and the thin mud on the original body was taken away by the continuous washing of the rain.
Bonnie, who was a little pale, suddenly noticed that the round ears of Phyllis, who was being held by her, moved and trembled. Hallucinations? Bonnie thought she was dazzled by the rain she had been drenching for too long.
Hundreds of black shadows were jumping and running in the mountains and forests like ghosts, and the rustle of the rain hitting the leaves completely drowned out the sound of these hundreds of black shadows along the way.
By the time the "Sword and Rose" mercenaries, who were still sheltering from the rain under the trees, discovered these uninvited guests, they had been silently surrounded by these hundreds of black shadows.
It's a chaser! It is the Flame of the Menia Empire, the general guard of the two legions of ice. These all-colored Phyllis cat knights were dressed in uniform armor, and under the visor of the helmet were a pair of cold eyes, staring at the surrounded mercenaries in front of them, and the sharp throwing spears in their hands were even colder because of the rain, as cold as holding their owners.
Seeing that those pursuers didn't have any intention of coming up to communicate, but the throwing gun in his hand was aimed at this side intentionally or unintentionally, the mercenary was nervous for a while. It's only now that they suddenly wake up, as if... It seems that the giants did not "kidnap" them, perhaps to take them away from these pursuers in front of them.
Bonnie had to let go of Phyllis, who had been being held by her. The pursuers had no intention of coming up to communicate, and Bonnie, the leader of the "Sword and Rose" mercenary group, had to take the initiative to communicate with the pursuers who were hostile to them.
"What are you doing? Why surround us? We're a mercenary group with regular qualifications. Bonnie didn't have any confidence in her heart, and the pursuers did not immediately attack after being surrounded, perhaps they did not know that they had helped their "enemy". So she's going to try their bottom first, and if they really don't know, then it's easy to do next.
Quiet, quiet. The pursuers didn't pay any attention to the soaked, embarrassed little girl in front of them, and at most threw two more glances at her slender legs.
"cough~cough~" Seeing Bonnie's expression that was a little angry because she was ignored, Ebuhitt was afraid that this little girl would say something that should not be said without knowing the seriousness, so he hurriedly squeezed out of the mercenary, and followed him by Ardunis in a black robe.
Yadonis has been very disappointed in the past two days, the object of his affection is fighting with other men, even if it is really "fighting", but it still hurts him, and the lost black-robed magician is not even in the mood to tidy up his magic robe, so until now, Yadonis, who is still covered in mud, looks even more embarrassed than Bonnie.
The embarrassment is a little embarrassed, but the magic robe will not lower his master's identity because of the embarrassment. Seeing the two magicians appear, the pursuers who had not moved until now finally made a commotion. Although now due to the decline of the magic element, it is no longer possible for magicians to perform powerful magic like before.
But the magicians have been accumulating power for a long time, even if the magic element is declining now, even if the magicians can only release fireballs, icicles, wind blades and other magic at most, even if they can only make some simple magic items now, they are still much stronger than ordinary people.
"Two venerable magicians, a purebred Phyllis, this mercenary group is really not simple!" The sound of urns coming from under the visor of a knight riding a tabby phyllis cat.
The knight on Phyllis the tabby was noticeably stronger than the other cat riders, both in terms of a full circle of Phyllis and the muscles bulging high on the knight's body. The cat knight's armor has a golden flame in a prominent position on his chest than the other pursuers, indicating his identity.
He is Andrei, the captain of the guard of the general guard of the Flame Legion!