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"What are you underestimating?" The Poles on the side could not hear Nidhogg's voice, and he violently pushed Cons-Dante forward.

Constance Dante didn't answer, and the deep voice of Nidhogg in his ears still hadn't gone away.

"Don't worry, it's all over."

(Yes, but it seems like time is running out.) ）

"Naturally, those of your companions will come to your rescue."

(They?!) ）

The two were silently communicating in their hearts, and the Poles did not notice at all.

"I don't know the specifics, I just woke up, it seems that the little Polish girl brought them here. Of course, you can't stand up to your luck. My master! ”

(Did they bring you here too?) Constance Dante nodded, already having an idea in mind. He had to buy time.

At this time, the Poles controlled all the Rus' in front of them, including the mercenaries who wanted to escape, and none of them left the place.

"We are willing to cooperate, Lord Derkra." Faced with such a situation, Petrov could only compromise.

Decker, on the other hand, looked calm, just nodded and said lightly, "That's good." ”

・・・・・・

At this time, guided by the faint reaction produced by the ancient mecha, Belcis and Vivien continued to track, and they did not dare to delay for a moment.

"Not yet?" However, as time passed, even Vivien couldn't help but question the viability of this approach, as they had found no trace at all, and they were not even sure if they were in the same direction as Constance Dante was being held hostage. If the direction is wrong, there is no hope. Vivien would never allow this to happen, Consitine Dante was the hope of the Empire, and more importantly, she could not allow her sister and the children to pay the price with their blood in vain.

"Don't worry, I'm sure!" Berthes replied, "That machine, that thing, has a connection to Constance Dante, so it must be okay to follow its fingerprints." ”

Seeing Berthes's insistence, Vivien and Bonifazia were silent, neither of them knowing what to do.

The locomotives continued on the rugged mountain roads, and it would not be long before they would leave the gorge, and after that would be the Novgorod border.

But suddenly, Berchis felt a flower in front of his eyes, as if something had come out of the roadside. Subconsciously, Berthes slammed on the brakes, and the entire body of the car had a feeling of overturning, and Berthes immediately turned the steering wheel or else he had to roll that thing into the chassis, but fortunately, the speed of the car was not too fast, and Bersches controlled the locomotive in time.

"What's going on?" Caught off guard, Vivien and Bonifazia nearly collided head-on.

But after they settled down, they realized that what suddenly came out was not a "thing", but a living "person".

"Uncle Chuikov?!" The stumbling man was recognized by Bonifazia at a glance. The weakened Chuikov wanted to escape, but he really didn't have the strength, and he was relieved when he heard Bonifazia shouting.

He knew that he was finally safe and that there was hope for Constance Dante.

"He's—?" Berthes asked, looking at the man outside the car.

"It's the villagers who were taken away by those men with Uncle Cons, Dante." Bonifazia replied that although she didn't know why Chuikov was wearing a black combat uniform, the fact that he was present in this category showed that Cons Dante should be around here.

"・・・・・・," Berchis nodded, not aware of the situation, but at least not hopeless for now.

・・・・・・

"Uhhh

The sound of steam from the machinery was heard, and the Poles finally saw the ships docked on the seashore, and for more than a year Petrov and his nobles had taken refuge in the Kingdom of Sweden, and the Poles had also come by sea, and now they had to use the sea route to return.

"That'・・・・・・ okay, right?" Looking at Colonel Dekra in front of him, Petrov said with a pale face, their lives are now involved in each other's hands. All they could do now was think about when they would be let go. Everyone thought that everything would be fine with the ship to send the Poles away. And Constance Dante will inevitably not escape death, and this ending is a happy ending.

"Hmm." Dekra just nodded casually, and he walked to the shore with his men, while the Swedes on board did not yet know what had happened.

"Well, are you here?" On the bow, the captain of the Swedish ship was a little surprised when he saw the other man coming—it seemed too fast.

All the crew members stepped out, and they seemed to sense that something was wrong.

"Don't let them get on board!" The Swedish captain immediately ordered that they, as mercenaries, obey only Petrov, the old Novgorod nobility, and that they had not been ordered to take the Poles with them.

However, as soon as his order was given, his men were shot one by one and fell to the ground, although it was not fatal, but it immediately deprived the other party of the ability to resist.

It was the Poles, who, as soon as they approached, took up their arms and hit the Poles who were trying to stop them.

"Don't move! Otherwise, you'll all die! Decker's cold voice rang out, causing everyone to freeze subconsciously.

"Bastard!" The Poles on board were also armed

"Don't, don't, listen to him, listen to him - don't move!" And the frightened Petrov also screamed for the Swedes on the ship to stop, for fear of being killed by the Poles.

The two sides confronted each other, and the Poles were only a warning that of course they could kill these people, but without the crew, it would be a problem for them to return home.

"Captain, what shall we do?" The Swedes were hiding in their ships with their weapons, and now they had a chance to leave, but then the situation of their employers, Petrov and the other nobles, would be in jeopardy. There is nothing more taboo in the mercenary profession, and if they kill their employers, it will be difficult to stay in this business, but they do not want to die in vain, especially if some of their brothers are injured.

But Dekra shouted: "Stop, we don't want to die, your employer is in our hands, and you can't escape." As soon as he finished speaking, the huge canvas covering the locomotive was pulled down, and randomly, the huge mecha stood up. It turned out that at some point, Dekra had already sat in the mecha, and the heavy cannon in his hand had been aimed at the ship, and he could sink it at any time if he wanted to.

The Swedes who saw this scene changed color in time, and this time it was an absolute factor that they had to shake.

Gasping for air, they were so shocked that they couldn't even pick up their guns.

The appearance of the mecha has completely subverted everything in the past, and the top weapons of the past are already vulnerable in front of the mecha. This is the master of the battlefield, the existence of the Grim Reaper.

"Captain・・・・・・ us・・・・・・ what should we do!" The desperate crew looked at their commander, it was just an ordinary ship, and there were no weapons at all to threaten the mech.

"Lay down your arms!" After only a brief pause, the Swedish captain made the decision to surrender, the only sane decision. They are not at all opponents of the Poles, there is no need to die in vain.

"But—" There was still some hesitation, but the man yelled at his men:

"Lay down your arms !!"

They looked at each other, their superiors had made such a decision, and now they were indeed in danger, and everything could only be so. Everyone laid down their weapons and waited for their fate below, whether they resisted or obeyed, and now they had to resign themselves to fate.

Seeing that the Swedes laid down their arms, the old nobles of Novgorod breathed a sigh of relief. However, just when Petrov was like a condemned prisoner who had been subjected to the Pope's ****, Consida's voice sounded in his ears.

"You would be naïve to think that it would be over now, Petrov!" Constance Dante appeared at Petrov's side at some point.

"You-!" Petrov, who had changed color suddenly, was just about to speak, but Constance Dante was prepared.

"Shhhhh Constance Dante whispered that the Poles had failed to pay attention to him, and that he had to do everything in his power to buy time.

"What do you mean?"

There was also a hint of hesitation on Petrov's face, but he immediately sneered.

"Grand Duke Cons, do you think we'll come to your rescue now?"

"If saving me is the only way to save yourself, then you have no choice." Constance Dante shrugged slightly. "If I'm dead and I'm left with the body of one of you, it's the perfect way to cover it up. Even if you can be spared, Novgorod will not let you go. You will be hunted down forever - to the ends of the earth! You know Berhis's methods. ”

Consdante said the man's name, and this moment changed Petrov's face, and of course he remembered the name of the man, who had brought him a year ago and the other nobles to their wretched nightmare.

Petrov subconsciously fought a cold war!

"You're threatening me!" Romanloff looked at Constance Dante with a far-fetched look, trying to see a little lie in his eyes, but to no avail.

"No—" And before Constance Dante could say any more, he suddenly turned into a rough pull.

"Damn, how did you get here!" A rude Polish man threw Constance Dante to the ground, and he didn't want Colonel Dekra to know about it, otherwise it would have been miserable.

"Help me stall for time, or it won't do you or me any good. (Herod) "Consitine Dante spoke the Chinese language of the New Roman Empire, a language that the nobles of Rus' believed to have mastered, not necessarily the Poles. Now, Constance Dante can only give it a go.

"Let me go!" Indeed, as Consdante had expected, the Polish soldier did not understand what he was saying, and simply took him away.

Watching Constance Dante leave, Petrov was also slightly distracted, of course he knew Herod, but did he really want to buy time for Constance Dante?

Constance Dante could only hope for Petrov, he did not deceive the other side, he could now guarantee that this was the plan of the Poles, kill himself and then blame others so that Poland would get the greatest benefit.

"Very good!" On the other side, Dekra did not notice Constance Dante, and as he watched the Swedes surrender, he nodded with satisfaction while he manipulated the mech to lay down his weapon.

"Martin, you take the men on board first, and then take away their weapons!" Although the other side surrendered, the Poles were not stupid enough to believe it easily.

"Understood!" Knowing Lieutenant Colonel Martin nodded and led the rest of the soldiers onto the boat, they didn't make any unusual moves, but the other side's weapons were taken away. So that the whole ship was controlled by the Poles.

Having taken control of the ship, the Poles were not careless, and they went into the cabin to search for any other omissions.

And at this moment, Petrov was bold, looking at the awe-inspiring giant mecha of the Holy Lake.

"Lord Derkra!"

"Huh?"

The giant mecha turned to look at Petrov, who was also holding back the fear in his heart.

"So you've achieved your goal, can you let us go?" He made a gesture of humility and pleaded with Dekra.

"Don't be in such a hurry, Secretary Petrov. It's not time yet, but you can rest assured that I'll keep my promise. Dekra said coldly.

And it was this sentence that made Petrov completely believe Constance Dante's words, and these Poles really wanted to keep all the dirty water of Constance Dante's death from being poured on them.

If this were the case, it is conceivable that not only would they never return to Novgorod again, but they would also have to face the revenge of that madman from Berhis. He shuddered at the thought of it.

Now Petrov understood that he had no choice but to be a funerary object if Constance Dante died now. He had to delay time as Constance Dante said, but does Constance Dante really have the power to change such a mess?

Taking a deep breath, Petrov looked at the huge mecha again and said, "Your Excellency Derkra, then can Constance Dante hand it over to us, we said okay, we will take his life!" ”

All the nobles looked at Petrov in amazement, what time was it now. Petrov actually cares about this?

But Dekra gave a cold look at the country: "I said that it is not yet time, and besides, we must see Constance Dante die here before we can go back to his life." You don't have to rush. ”

Seeing that the other party didn't eat hard and soft, Petrov was also secretly anxious, in this case, wouldn't it be terrible?!

Dekra remained unhurried, and he waited for the men who searched the ship to return to him.

At the same time, Constance Dante's expression became more and more solemn, and he knew that when the search was over, he might be in danger of losing his life, and Petrov would have a hard time to buy himself.

Anxiety grows, and the passage of time brings despair. (To be continued.) )