"Ah, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts——!"

The recruit, who accidentally stepped on a piece of gravel, staggered and almost fell to the ground, screaming and screaming.

Carl Colin, who was walking behind, frowned, and did not forget to glance behind him vigilantly.

Those carrion demons shouldn't be able to catch up for a while... Right?

In the darkness, the two witchers tiredly walked along the path of the tunnel, searching for directions to the peak of the clouds with their memories.

After experiencing another "just go" breakout... Or rather, after escaping for their lives, they finally got rid of the siege of the corrosive demons in the tunnels for a while;

But this was not because their whereabouts were stealthy enough, or that the monsters were left far behind them, but because all the tunnel paths at Cloud Peak were blocked, and the few remaining gaps could only allow one or two people to pass through at most.

That's why they survived... Temporary.

"Captain......" The recruit who was walking in front noticed that Carl Colin behind him had slowed down, turned his head and looked at him in confusion: "What's wrong?"

"It's too much. Looking back at Carl Colin behind him, he frowned: "It's too much." ”

"What... Too much?"

"There are more of those Corrupt Demons. Carl Colin muttered in confusion, "After the start of the civil war, almost all the tunnels at Cloud Peak and the south were blocked and destroyed, and the Corrosion Demon of Silverhelm Mountain could not have appeared here......"

"So what appears here is definitely not the Corrosion Demon of Silverhelm Mountain!" the recruit was startled, as if he had suddenly thought of something:

"In other words, they are pawns of the people behind this civil war - because only those who have mastered the special Holy Blood Potion can make Corrosive Demons in large quantities, right?!"

"Perhaps, it's just speculation. Carl Colin said lightly, seemingly disapproving: "Maybe we all guessed wrong—there is no mastermind behind it at all, it's just a civil war between the dwarves." ”

In the eyes of the night watchman, such an outcome is the most likely.

"I wish it was real......" Recruit Martin, with his head down, muttered quietly.

Carl Colin frowned slightly, thoughtfully.

"Recruit Martin. ”

"Huh?"

"Martin... Martin Nilton. Carl Colin coughed lightly, his tone meaningful: "I remember that the former Lord Overseer of the Byrne Governor's Mansion also seems to be a Nilton. ”

The recruit's expression froze, and a very reluctant smile appeared:

"He... It's my uncle, I—I don't really know him very well - I mean he used to be a wandering knight, and he didn't know there was such a person until he became the Overseer of the Doge's Palace, and I, I mean I didn't join the Wings of the Sky to avenge him, the driver took revenge on the Duke or something, I really ......"

Carl Colin raised his hand and stopped the recruit who was trying to defend himself.

"Don't get me wrong, just ask casually, I don't mean to find out your details. He shook his head and looked at the recruits:

"What's more, since even I can find out, then Duke Byrne has no reason not to know, isn't it?"

The recruit bowed his head in embarrassment and followed behind Carl Colin without saying a word.

With a cold snort, Carl Colin's expression immediately darkened.

The Duke of Loren Turin, and Captain Lusen... What the hell are you stuffing me with?

Of course, my own identity is not clean.

Right now......

"Bang, bang, bang, bang......"

In the pitch-black tunnel, there was a sudden sound of uniform and undisguised footsteps.

The two of them were startled at the same time, and instinctively hid in the pothole next to the tunnel.

"Are you coming?!" Clenching the hilt of the sword behind his shoulder, the recruit's expression was extremely nervous: "The voice came from the front, could it be that those corrosive demons have already poured into the peak of the clouds?!"

"No, not them. Cal Colin, who frowned slightly and was lying on the ground, shook his head: "This voice should be ......"

Bang——!

In the next second, countless firelights suddenly appeared from the darkness, enveloping the two of them.

More than a hundred people blocked the tunnel from the front and back, surrounding the two witchers.

The stunned recruits got up from the ground and looked at the heavily armed, cold-looking dwarven soldiers, and behind the shield walls around them, there were no less than a few dozen heavy crossbows aimed at them.

“...... The regular army at the peak of the clouds. Twitching the corners of his mouth, Carl Colin vigilantly pressed the Mithril dagger behind his waist.

"We are the Sixteenth Tunnel Patrol under the throne of the Kings, the direct army of His Majesty the High King. ”

A dwarven officer in full armor came out of the queue and looked at the two people coldly: "On the orders of His Excellency Igor, the Grand Officer, we will carry out the final sweeping work of the tunnel to ensure that there are no suspicious elements. ”

"Then I have to say, you guys did a pretty good job!" Carl Colin barely managed to squeeze out a smile on his face, "I can prove to you that there are absolutely no suspicious guys in this tunnel." ”

The recruit turned his head and looked at him in surprise.

Unexpectedly... Captain Carl Colin, who is always cold-faced, still tells cold jokes?

However, the dwarven officer on the other side, who was also indifferent, didn't seem to have any intention of giving him a "compliment", and waved his hand behind him sharply:

"Take them down - dare to resist, kill them on the spot!"

............................................................

"It's... What a surprise!"

In the empty palace of the kings, Igor, a dwarf with a crystal crown, stared at the two night watchmen who were escorted to him by the tunnel garrison with a cold face, and his terrifying gaze kept wandering between the two:

"The famous 'Wings of the Firmament', the personal bodyguards of His Excellency Loren Turin, Duke of Byrne... Why did you appear incognito in the Cloud Peak Tunnel that should have been sealed?"

In the face of Igor's almost murderous gaze, Carl Colin only felt a tingling of his scalp and clenched his back molars.

Is... Bad luck got home.

If it weren't for the excessive physical strength consumed by running for his life before, if it wasn't for the tunnel where there was nowhere to hide, if it wasn't for the drag around him, if it wasn't for the ...... The night watchman, the elite of the demon hunter legion, could not be captured alive by a group of dwarven soldiers like rats.

Unfortunately, there are not so many ifs in this world.

"Why, the two distinguished guests didn't even say hello, and they came to the door ......" the dwarf Igor squinted his eyes and said lightly:

"Not going to explain the explanation?"

"Bang ——!!!!"

The dwarven guards in the hall slammed their shields on the floor in unison.

Their bodies shook at the same time.

The pale recruits looked helpless, completely unsure of what to do.

Carl Colin sighed helplessly.

"Of course you can, but ......" he slowly raised his head and looked at Igor, "Even if we tell the truth, Grand Celebrant... No, it should be His Majesty the Supreme King, will you really believe it?"

"Bell ——!"

With a crisp cracking sound, the steel hand axe on Igor's waist smashed in front of Carl Colin.

The witcher doesn't squint, he doesn't notice.

"Say, It's your business. He stared into Carl Colin's eyes: "Believe it or not... It's my thing. ”

Carl Colin glanced at the recruit beside him and took a deep breath.

You don't have a choice, do you?

"Your Majesty, the Supreme King, this war is not as simple as you think. The Demon Hunter said coldly, "Your enemies are not only traitors who are besieging the capital, but there are even more formidable opponents hidden in the places you can't see. ”

"They... Or maybe they are the ones who caused the fall of Silverhelm Mountain three years ago, causing your compatriots to become terrible monsters, the real masterminds of this civil war, and the targets you should really watch out for!"

Upon hearing that "Silverhelm Mountain has fallen", the dwarf Igor showed a look that was obviously unkind.

"And we are here for these enemies. Carl Colin gritted his teeth, trying not to touch each other's bottom line with what he said:

"Now that you know who we are, you should know what kind of existence the enemy was defeated by Duke Loren three years ago, and you should know what the Duke has been doing in the past three years!"

Igor's expression changed and he was uncertain.

"Their targets are not just the kingdom of Cloudridge and Byrne, but Poi, Sackland, Ellemont, Arles, Lothair... If we can't find them as soon as possible, destroy them, sabotage any attempt to destroy them......

Then when one of us is destroyed, the other will be their new target. ”

Carl Colin clenched his teeth, he had mentioned similar words to Rutt Infinit more than once in the past, but the effect was not obvious... Dwarves who are known for their uprightness, will there be any difference?

"So to be honest, we don't want to, and don't intend to interfere in the civil war of the Yunling Kingdom—to put it more bluntly, we don't care who is the supreme king of the Yunling Kingdom, and we have only one goal from the beginning. ”

"Hidden behind the curtain of this civil war, the Yunling Kingdom has been in a civil war for three years, and the demons are all over the place... The culprit!"

The words fell, and the two witchers looked at the dwarven supreme king, Igor, who was silent from beginning to end.

The two of them could clearly feel that the nearly 100 heavily armed dwarven guards in the palace of the kings were staring at the backs of the two of them—as soon as Igor gave the order, they would rush up and break them to pieces.

If it does get to that point, there will be only one last option left......

Chained to Karl Colin, his gaze wandered between the tomahawk and Igor in front of him, calculating how many seconds it would take him to subdue His Majesty the High King.

"Bang, bang, bang, ......"

Igor, the expressionless dwarf, applauded.

"Well-reasoned and well-organized... He is worthy of being the personal soldier of Duke Byrne. The new High King said slowly, "Do you want to know what I think?"

"I thought you were lying. ”

The witcher was slightly stunned.

"The so-called enemies that led to the appearance of the 'Corrupted Demon' and the fall of the Silver Helmet Mountain are just a disguise you used to cover up, and the thief shouted to catch the thief - from beginning to end, you Byon are the real culprits behind the scenes!"

"The so-called enemies hidden in the shadows are only a pretext that you have concocted to interfere with other principalities—and the reason why you are hiding behind the scenes is only because you dare not commit these despicable and despicable acts. ”

"While you are funding our Cloud Peak and using a steady stream of supplies to win us over, you are secretly supporting those damned traitors to unite and drag out this war for three full years!"

"There is only one purpose, that is, to continue the civil war by any means necessary, and to weaken the strength of the Yunling Kingdom as much as possible, so that we cannot unite to declare war on you and avenge the shame of the Silver Helmet Mountain!"

"That's right, as your Countess Charlotte said... Byrne today is very different from Byrne of the past 100 years, and you are no longer a knight's country, but dirty and despicable scoundrels!

The dwarf Igor roared hysterically.

Carl Colin's eyes widened, utterly stunned.

This is... What a powerful brain replenishment ability, if he didn't know the exact truth, even he would have believed it!

But then again, it could be that the Heavenly Dome and Lord Rute Infinit thought so too......

"What he said is true, we have no ill will!"

The recruits on the side suddenly stopped in front of Carl Colin, took the initiative to stand up, and anxiously defended: "The purpose of our coming really has nothing to do with you, otherwise why don't we assassinate you directly - if the Supreme King dies, wouldn't the situation in the Yunling Kingdom be more chaotic and more in line with Byrne's interests?!"

I see, it makes sense. ”

Igor nodded, his eyes narrowed and stared at the recruit: "So, the traitor who just assassinated the High King... It's still your people?!"

"I ......" the recruit said with a confused expression: "What happened just now? The High King was assassinated? When did it happen? Aren't you the High King?"

"......" Carl Colin.

The witcher let out a long sigh and gave up his hopeful gaze completely, moving from the tomahawk to the floor next to him—if it weren't for the inappropriate atmosphere, I would have stumbled headlong now!

"No, no, no... I didn't mean that, we don't know that assassin, it's not our people......"

Looking at Igor, the supreme king who was getting more and more unkind in front of him, Carl Colin with a desperate face beside him, and the guards who were staring at him from afar, the sweaty recruits shook their heads desperately, and he shouted hysterically at a loss:

"I ...... Really! We're telling you true! Thousands of Corrupt Demons are in the tunnels beneath your feet, and it's too late to stop them!"

"I have no reason to trust an assassin who is full of lies. Igor snorted coldly and frowned again: "There is no reason to believe that two uninvited, despicable and shameless benefactors who came uninvited, and desperately tried to hide their intentions——!;

"In ——!!!!"

"Give them to me—"

Right now.

"Knock! knock!"

The two night watchmen were startled and were the first to react.

Not from the outside, but ... Underground ——!

"Knock! knock!"

At this moment, everyone in the hall began to get nervous and subconsciously looked around.

The bound Carl Colin and the recruit looked back in tacit understanding, their eyes looking at each other in horror.

Here it comes!