"The woman I have taken a fancy to has never escaped, baby, am I not strong? Can't you do it? Karahaha laughed, and no matter how much Tenaia struggled, his arm didn't move.

"Luga, Luga!" Tenaia cried and called out her sweetheart's name over and over again, how good it would be if he could show up to save her at this time!

"Whew!"

Then I heard the sound of a sharp spear piercing through the flesh.

One of the thugs froze, looking down at the spear that had pierced his chest, blood pouring out of the protrusion, staining his chest red. Probably he had never experienced death, and now as he wished, the blood was flowing more and more, and his face was filled with unconcealable fear.

"Oh my God!"

He bent his knees and slowly fell to his knees, his hands trembling to grasp the tip of the spear that had pierced from his back, but he had no strength at all.

"Boom!"

The thug fell straight to the ground, causing everyone else to stop, and they stared at their fellow in a pool of blood with wide eyes, and they couldn't believe their eyes. And those who dare to kill people in the street, do they ignore the laws of Rome?

The sudden silence also made Kara stop, and he heard the exclamation of his companion behind him, and he turned back in confusion, only to see a man with a spear, dressed in a noble robe and a brass mask, which encased him in only the cold eyes under the mask. With a spear in his hand, he pinned one of his companions to the ground, and his companion remained motionless and looked dead. Then he looked up at the nobleman with the spear along the shaft of the spear, and the nobleman turned his face, and his eyes revealed a terrifying fierce light, which was hidden in the bones that ordinary people could not reveal.

He'd killed people, and Kara looked at the nobleman, and it didn't take long for his self-proclaimed daring bastard to linger.

"Whew!" As soon as the man lifted it, he drew his spear, which was mixed with blood, and the men and women who were watching around could no longer bear such a ferocious scene, and they fled screaming, and the scene was chaotic for a while.

"Who the hell are you?"

In the face of such a murderous and unblinking guy, even if his physical muscles are developed, Kara can hardly hide the fear in his heart, he trembles and panics, not only him, but also his minions. They had broken down and fled in all their haste but it was too late, and at some point twenty personal guards armed with iron swords came up behind them, and they slammed the fleeing men back with their shields.

Like frightened hens, the nine screamed and huddled together, hugging each other. In the face of these twenty bright iron swords, the ruffian qi could no longer be found, and they may have finally realized at this moment that they were just a group of vulnerable civilians.

"I suggest you put down the girl you have in your hand, this gentleman." The masked nobleman unhurriedly wiped the blood-stained spear in his hand, and deliberately fiddled with the blood-stained cloth in front of Nakara.

"Oh, oh, my lord, yes, as you wish, sorry my lord, it turns out that my lord also has a crush on this woman. Oh, sorry, I beg your pardon! Carla thinks this is an opportunity to escape, and when he sees that the situation is not good, he must see the wind and rudder, and show weakness early, maybe he will be let go. He quickly put Tenaia down carefully, and as soon as Tenaia, whose face was stained with tears, staggered to the side of the poor old woman Prasvia, who was beaten and covered in blood, and was already unconscious.

"If you had arrived earlier......"

Luga hid behind the mask and muttered to herself, and Tenaia curled up beside the old woman and wept, and there was silence in the audience, except for Tenaia to be heard crying.

"Oh, my lord, I, I, now, can I go?" Kara leaned forward, looking respectful, as if waiting for Luga's next move. His eyes were filled with fear, and he shivered as he looked at Luga with his spear in his hand, and he couldn't help but retreat, trying to get as far away as he could from Luga.

"I'm not here, you're living so comfortably!" Luga gritted his teeth with the spear in both hands, because of the cover of the mask, Kara naturally couldn't see the expression on his face clearly. He thought he was just a nobleman who acted bravely, but he didn't think about anything else, and he retreated again and again until the guards behind him blocked his way.

"Big, big, big!" Carla stood trembling in place, not knowing what to do in the face of this murderous guy who didn't blink.

"You're guilty!"

A somber voice came from the other side of the mask.

"You are all guilty of persecuting God's faithful servants!" Luga pointed his spear at those who were huddled on the ground and shivering, "You are burdened with monstrous sins, reincarnated demons. ”

"What?" Nakara almost stumbled to the ground with a big hat button, and he stared at Luga with wide eyes and horror at the spear in hand, who was approaching step by step, he didn't know who this masked person was. He didn't understand what this man meant when he said this, he had no way to retreat, but to stand in place, just watching Luga walk in front of him less than two meters.

"Who are you?" Kara asked, realizing that the situation was not good, and the guy in front of him didn't seem to want to let him go. He hurriedly questioned Luga, anxious to find out what was hidden beneath the mask.

"Whew!"

Without half an answer, Luga had seized the moment of his stunned moment, and stabbed his spear into his abdomen, almost in the blink of an eye, Kara's eyes widened, and his eyeballs almost broke free from their sockets, his pupils contracted violently, and his expression was full of fear.

"Click!"

Luga jerked the spear out, and a bloody hole appeared in the center of Kara's chest, and almost at the same moment, both of his legs collapsed, like a fountain of vitality, spitting blood out of bounds. The blood soon gathered into a pool of blood, like a red stall, spread under Kara's body, and Kara was convulsing, and his life passed rapidly during the convulsions, until he stopped, his pupils dilated, his eyes rolled upward, and finally he died, in this filthy land.

"My lord, please forgive us, God, God!"

Kara's death scared the minions out of fear, and they curled up in front of Luga, weeping in pain, the fear of death taking over each of them, causing them to run for crumble.

Luga didn't stand a chance with them, but turned back to Tenea's side, and he bent down and held out his hand to Tenaia. Whispered, "Tenaia, I'm here to pick you up." ”

"Huh!"

This sentence made Tenaia stop crying suddenly, her eyes widened, and she didn't want to believe the voice. The voice is too similar, too similar to him, but a little different, is it because of the mask?

"Luga!" Tenaia looked up in surprise and looked at the eyes hidden behind the mask, those eyes were full of tenderness. These eyes are familiar to her, it's Luga, that's right, it's him!

Tenaia was still unsure, she watched the man crouch down slowly, his face close enough, Tenaia involuntarily stretched out her trembling arm, and pulled the mask down with her fingertips and gently and forcefully.

"Oh, it's you, it's really you!"

Tenaia burst into tears and laughed, the years of waiting finally came to fruition, he was back, so real.

Luga took Tenaia into her arms and kissed her frantically on the forehead. "Sorry, I'm late!"