111 Delen Street, Prison.

The guards threw the Assassin into the cage.

He was bound in chains and had a chew in his mouth.

After checking again, the guard exited the cage and walked towards the surface.

There were no more guards along the way.

Because, the prison at 111 Delen Street is very special in that it is not only reinforced with occult techniques, but also has only one exit, which is in the jailer's chamber overhead.

The exit was so narrow that only one person could pass through.

As long as there are two people guarding there, no matter how many people in the underground will come out.

Of course......

That's for most people.

For Raymond, who is good at digging holes, as long as he has a spoon, none of this exists.

He didn't just dig out the passage.

And, upon his return on the Queen's orders, he dug up the prison in all directions.

In each of the cages, he dug a hole and 'persuaded' the prisoners to join the queen.

There wasn't much violence.

At most, it's just a spoon to hit the weak spot.

Basically, after two or three times, each prisoner will realize in the pain of convulsions that life should enter a new chapter.

Among them is Dona.

This Erosion Society spy.

Gerald's former entourage who once attacked Denise and was educated by a coconut in the face.

At first, I would rather die than obey.

However, after being beaten ten times in a row, Dona in convulsions was ready to temporarily fake submission.

Sadly, when Dona made his vows, he could never change them.

The guilt in his heart for Denise was infinitely magnified.

Dona, who had been deeply influenced by Gerrard, woke up at this moment.

'Although I have given up everything. ’

But that doesn't mean my fault doesn't exist. ’

'The fault is still there!' ’

So, I need to do everything I can to make up for Denise! ’

'With a lifetime of hard work, to obtain the Dan...... No, Her Majesty's understanding is sufficient! ’

Thinking of this, Dona rolled over and got up.

He fell to one knee.

In the direction where Denis was, he whispered: "I will dedicate my life to Her Majesty the Queen, and I will die without regret!" ”

The oath was low but sonorous.

Moreover, it also caused a faint resonance.

All the prisoners in the cell, at this moment, all fell to one knee.

Among them,

One part was the Assassins who had targeted Gerald.

Part of them are lawless Jiangyang thieves.

Some are suspicious mercenaries and bounty hunters.

There are also some obsessive cultists.

But at this time, they have long abandoned the past, and there is only one goal left in their lives-

Fight for Her Majesty!

They are the sharpest swords in Her Majesty's hands!

They are the strongest shield in front of Her Majesty!

What the blade of the sword points towards, what he looks at.

Where the shield is, it is indestructible.

All the prisoners in the prison felt each other's heartbeats and each other's beliefs, and it was a strange and immersive feeling.

At this moment, they see each other as brothers.

At this moment, they are brothers to each other.

When the heart beats, faith will not die.

The heart does not beat, and faith is eternal.

As a living person, follow Her Majesty the Queen.

Turning into the dead, you will also charge for Her Majesty.

In this frenzied atmosphere, there was no movement in a cell.

The strangeness there made all the prisoners look sideways.

"I'll take a look."

'Sniper' Raymond stood up with a spoon and crawled through the tunnel he had dug to the cell.

In the flat corner of the cell, several bricks and stones rose.

Raymond drilled out.

As a former elite of the Federation, he immediately noticed the strangeness of this prisoner.

At the same time, he guessed the identity of the other party.

Because, the breath on the other party's body, he is too familiar.

The stench of the new federation!

It's the same smell as in the gutter.

"Shadows?"

"Is it being controlled?"

Raymond frowned.

He thought of some rumors he had heard in the New Federation.

Suddenly, the snipers became more and more disgusted with the new Federation.

Thankfully, Her Majesty!

Otherwise, the whole world will be filthy!

Then, Raymond scrutinized the shadows in front of him.

Being controlled, there was some trouble.

If it had been before, there would have been little he could do.

And now?

"Elot."

"Simmons."

Raymond shouted in resonance.

The next moment, a puff of black smoke floated out of the hole he had drilled, and when the smoke hit the ground, a scrawny, ragged man appeared in front of Raymond.

Then, a more athletic man jumped out.

As soon as he appeared on the ground, the man twisted his neck.

Click, click.

The crunch of the bones in the ring, the man's body doubled, and his head was about to be pressed against the ceiling.

"Your Excellency."

The two saluted respectfully.

"He fell into the abyss."

"Her Majesty's salvation is needed."

Raymond pointed to the shadow in front of him.

"Leave it to me."

Elote, who used to be a cult believer, smiled hesitantly, raised his palm, which looked like a bone, and placed it on the head of the dark son in front of him.

The bounty hunter named Simmons was silent, quickly forming a few magic seals and staring at the shadow in front of him.

The next moment, Miko's whole body trembled.

Then, I woke up.

"I ......"

As soon as he spoke, Simmons' magic seal slapped on Shadow's face.

Syllable!

In the crisp sound, the shadow who had just woken up fell into confusion.

Who am I?

Where am I?

What am I going to do?

In the confusion, a friendly voice came.

"My brother."

"You're finally awake."

"Great, you're fine."

The dark child looked blankly in the direction where the voice came from.

He saw Raymond.

Then, he felt that the person in front of him was somewhat familiar.

"You call me brother?"

The dazed shadow asked.

"Yes, you're the shadow boy we broke into the new Federation."

"It's a pity that you were found and tortured to death, so that your memory is confused."

Raymond said slowly.

Shadows?

Capital punishment?

It seems to be.

Who am I, though?

Shadowson looked at Raymond.

"You are Her Majesty's most loyal knight."

"Although I can't walk in the light."

"But you swear to keep the arrows from the darkness at bay for Her Majesty."

Raymond continued.

Elot and Simmons' handprints grew faster and faster.

The muffled Tufu also began to become high-pitched.

"I am Her Majesty's most loyal knight, and I cannot walk under the light, but I swear to block the arrows from the darkness for Her Majesty?"

"I am Her Majesty's most loyal knight, and I cannot walk under the light, but I swear to block the arrows from the darkness for Her Majesty!"

……

The shadow unconsciously followed along.

The first time it was doubts.

The second time is yes.

The third time it was a frenzy.

He already remembered.

He is a knight of Her Majesty's Majesty.

He swore to block the arrows from the darkness for Her Majesty!

He remembered it all!

And at this time, the connection in my heart suddenly became clear.

A cold voice commanded him to detonate himself!

"Do you think you can still control me?"

"You demon!"

"I, Leslie, swear to protect Her Majesty to the death!"

Shadowko yelled frantically.

Such a sound travels in resonance.

Hundreds of prisoners instantly chanted together:

"Swear to protect Her Majesty!"

The power of death, which should have been cold, boiled at this moment.

That inviolable nobility, an instant counterattack.

Not only did it break that control, but it began to spread.

Hundreds of extremely resilient souls, at this moment, saw that person's face, saw the other party's blood spurting, saw the other party's scarred soul, and they peeked through it.

Everything is done in an instant.

When the queen's retinue came to their senses, they stood up one by one.

"Brothers, what should we do if someone threatens the place where the queen is?"

Raymond was the first to shout.

Everyone slapped their chests in unison and responded—

"Kill!"