"Good, good!" Gawain was greatly impressed, and twelve heroic girls and lovely boys, with beads of sweat on their foreheads, stepped forward in unison, and with a obedient look of longing for a reward, they lined up like half a flower, and saluted with their hands crossed around the chair of the great patron. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Please go back and tell His Highness the honorable Prince Hilvan, His Highness Ahmadi, that I am willing to enter into a strong alliance with him, to resist the Kingdom of Georgia (Georgia) in the north, to reject the Assasin Mountain Sect in the east, and to respect his sphere of influence in the south; As a token of my appreciation, I will support his Kurdish fighters with 300 to 500 long firearms to secure His Royal Highness's palace. After the performance, Gawain spoke very generously to the white-robed envoy of Sylvan, who was standing at the front of the steps.

"Today the lion and the tiger have concluded a reliable and great pact with all the prey allotments, and whoever dares to do anything to them will have to drink the bitterest wine of remorse." The envoy was overjoyed and immediately bowed in flattery.

Then the envoy turned around and clapped his palms, and many of the servants of the Hilvan kingdom streamed from the outer court to the hall, carrying all sorts of boxes containing precious gifts, all of which had been given to Gawain.

At the same time, Wen Ruomina, the sleeping officer, walked down the steps, holding the diplomatic peace dossier in her hand and handing it to the envoy of Sylván, who was obviously a little stunned - she did not expect that the person in charge of receiving it in the Kingdom of Tarsus was actually a beautiful female official, and she did not hide her face with a light veil like other Greek women, but displayed it generously and beautifully in front of people's eyes.

Gawain touched the beard on his lips with one hand, and held the handle of the Sword of Phosphorus and Fire with the other, looking at the more and more colorful boxes and boxes piled up at the bottom of the stairs, thinking about how to distribute the gifts to the generals and ministers, and how to distribute the twelve boys and girls.

Suddenly, the envoy pointed to one of the servants who had entered the procession of gifts, and said something in Kurdish in a fierce voice. The servant was holding a box, and although he turned around and bowed his head to accept the envoy's reprimand, he immediately glanced at Gawain fiercely out of the corner of his eye.

Gawain was stunned, and in a very short moment, he felt a murderous aura rise in the entire hall—twelve boys and girls were bowing their bodies and retreating, and the other two Sylvan servants seemed to be clumsy and clumsy in their ranks, but they deliberately hung down the cloth towels around their heads.

"Holy sister, don't move—what are you accusing him of?" Gawain immediately asked the envoy in a loud voice.

Then the envoy looked up and hurriedly replied in Greek: "I have not brought this servant from the city of Taulis, and I am questioning him...... Yes! Before he could finish speaking, the envoy's shoulders jerked, and his mouth grew with a scream of terror - the servant in front of him pulled out a dagger from under the box like lightning, stabbed it into the chest, and pierced the heart of the Sylvan envoy.

The blood flew to the corner of Wen Ruominna's skirt, so frightened that the girl dropped the pen and paperwork under her feet, and before she could scream, she saw the front of the big guarantor's chair, and the other two "servants" who mixed in showed a fierce light, one of them immediately half-knelt down and lowered his head, and two hemp bamboo pipes stretched out from the collar behind him, and the black hole was straight at Gao Wen.

"Great guarantor, be careful!" The sleeping officer struggled to turn sideways and block in front of Gawain.

The half-kneeling servant pulled the string and pulled the "back crossbow" mechanism, and with two swishs, the arrows in the bamboo pipe shot out of the way, one of which was nailed to the first step under Gawain's seat, and the other shot hit the right arm of the sleeping officer. Wen Ruomina screamed and fell to the ground, and the paperwork she was holding fluttered like snow.

"Assasin is immortal!" The assassin next to him immediately drew a sharp and deadly spear from the gap in the long chest he was holding, and rushed up the steps with a howl.

The Assassin who had killed the envoy, also carrying a horned dagger, stepped viciously on the steps and approached Gawain from the left.

At the end of the day, in order to highlight the friendly atmosphere of diplomatic relations between the two countries, the original Gawain Janissary Guards did not stand in the hall, but were lined up in the outer courtyard and corridor, and Mu Zafi Adin was under the command of Mu Zafi Adin.

Kabeamia sat back, but fortunately, she also had battlefield experience, and immediately crouched behind the small chair and pulled out the dagger she was wearing.

"Uh......" Gawain's blue eyes were suddenly filled with a beastly murderous aura, and the corners of his mouth were grinning sharp teeth, he did not flinch, but took a direct step, drew the sword of phosphorus and fire, and angrily faced the assassin with a spear as thin as a thick needle.

The assassin hesitated slightly, then stabbed straight at the place of Gawain's chest, Gawain swung his sword and blocked, the spear blade and the blade staggered together to smash the flames, and then Gawain swung his arm like all swordsmen with half a sword, grabbed the middle of the blade, and threw the hilt of the sword in the face of the assassin who was now deceiving, and the fierce force directly turned the cast ball on the hilt of the sword into a blunt weapon like a hammer.

The Assassin's cheeks, eye sockets, and the bridge of his nose were smashed open, all twisted and huddled together, and he fell diagonally to the steps.

"Ahh The Assassin on the left raised his foot, deftly jumped over his fallen companion, and stabbed Gawain with his dagger.

Gawain quickly took two steps back and dodged, and a pillar next to him was stabbed three times by the assassin's dagger, and the fire was completely peeled, leaving a scar like a tiger's claw, but the dagger blade in the gangster's hand was still undamaged! Just as the man was about to draw his dagger and stab again, Gawain's iron clawed left hand grabbed his right arm, and the "click" slammed against the pillar, and the assassin's right arm immediately bent and broke, dangling in front of his chest, but still gritting his teeth and whining like a beast as if he didn't know the pain.

Gawain quickly swirled the sword of phosphorus fire, and the blade, blade, and hilt of the sword danced white flowers, and at once he held the sword in his backhand and pecked at the right side of the assassin's neck, and soon the man crashed into the pillar and died, and the blood in the artery in his neck flew out along the exposed wound.

On the edge of the seat, the tall assassin with a thin spear also got up, his eyes dragging down and hanging down his cheeks, but as if he was completely numb, he continued to move his body and stabbed at Gawain - behind him, Kabeamiya flew and threw the dagger in his hand, the tall man skewed, and the quenched dagger hit him in the shoulder, but it did not make the man lose his mobility.

The two sides roared angrily and approached three feet away, Gawain flashed the blade of the spear, picked up the sword of phosphorus fire, and slashed the head of the man diagonally, half of his head flew straight to the seat cushion and bounced again, and the headless body shook a few times before it fell to the seat of the chair, pushing the heavy one back more than two feet.

The moment the sword fell, relying on the reflection of the sword, Gawain caught a glimpse of the last assassin behind him who shot a crossbow on his back, and also drew his dagger and pounced on his back.

"Gawain be careful!" The holy sister shouted.

When he staggered backwards with the severed limb, Gawain rushed down the steps, turned the sword upside down, jumped up and stabbed straight through the top of the assassin's head, with a clean and neat cracking sound, piercing through the temporal, nasal and mandible bones below. The man had a hilt on his head, the blade protruding from his chin, and his body trembled and spun a few times before he lay dead at Gawain's feet.