"Where are you going?" Kenrico kicked a Misty Mountain warrior who had climbed up the wall from the wall, and he had been exposed to the battlements for a long time, and immediately a rain of arrows struck. Kenriko shrewdly erected his shield to protect his head, and wooden arrows clattered against his heraldic shield. When there was no more tremor in his arm, Kenriko flipped the ladder in front of him in one fell swoop, and the crude wooden structure crumbled under his strange force. Several Misty Mountain warriors who were still hanging from the ladder screamed and fell. Kenrico retracted back into the wall and adjusted his breathing.

"Help, follow me." Teresa passed in front of him.

"Good!" Kenriko perked up, as if it was the first time Teresa had spoken to him. "You're not good at hand-to-hand combat, I'll cover you!"

Theresa didn't answer. When she was still beside Kia, Teresa Elfwan, the glamorous daughter of the Duke of Marions, there was no young Lion of Sarion who would not admire her name; However, upon entering the battlefield, she immediately transformed into the Inquisition's Infernal Nun, even though she was not wearing a black nun's robe and did not carry her iconic black key; Even if she only had a sharpened standard sword and an old skinned round shield in her hand, the simple peasant woman's disguise could no longer hide her outstanding demeanor, as high as the moon, as bright as the sun!

Teresa stood on the outer urn city, and immediately a sword beckoned at her, Teresa spun sideways, the round shield clinging to her body, sticking to each weapon at a strange angle, and the force of the impact was perfectly dissipated in that moment, and their blades did not even break the skin of the shield. Teresa's slender right arm stretched out, and the blade of the sword walked out of the graceful and tortuous arc like a hovering bird, and the carotid arteries of the six surrounding Misty Mountain warriors were all cut in an instant, and six blood springs rose to the sky, and before those blood turned into a rain of blood, Teresa had already stepped on the corpse and continued to move forward. She rarely slashed with the blade, but more often stabbed and cut with the sharpest blade spike, and the landing points were extremely vicious, and the barbarians of the Misty Mountains who dared to rush in front of her to stop were either cut throats, or they were knocked down by shields after their eyeballs were gouged out. The sword was as dexterous as a dagger in her hand and as deadly as a dagger.

Kia had been watching Teresa with concern, the sword skills that circulated in the Inquisition were born out of fencing, a technique used in duels between nobles, mostly performed by raisers or bayonets, and the flexibility of the user was extremely demanding, and there was even a pedantic and boring rule of "first blood". While the Inquisition has removed a lot of fancy stuff from it, the remaining essence is still not entirely applicable to the battlefield. And without that terrible black key like a heavy crossbow, how much would the reputation of the "Hell Nun" as a super-first-class martial artist shrink? But Kia soon discovered that his concerns were unnecessary. Even the absence of the Black Key didn't prevent Teresa from killing smoothly, and she didn't harvest her life as efficiently as the wild and unrestrained Essho, but she advanced quickly, and it didn't take long to reach the middle of the southern wall of the Outer Urn City. Despite their very different fighting styles, Kia still saw some clues - both Esher and Teresa paid great attention to the coherence of their attacks, attacking and defending often only between one action, and they had already laid the groundwork for the next move, which made them feel like a never-ending stream once they launched the offensive, and at the same time, they could also steadily suppress the enemy's dying counterattack so as not to hinder their own killing rhythm. However, Eshu was rushing to the front of the Outer Urn City step by step, and Teresa's purpose was more clear, so she had been consciously avoiding unnecessary battles in the path and handed them over to Kenriko behind her. If the Misty Mountain warriors who were bypassed by Teresa were planning to attack this "woman" from behind, they would have their brains smashed by another mace!

Kenrico's signature weapon was the unspeakably long lance, which was very lethal in the field, but in the siege, the narrow walls did not give Kenrico room to use his spear, so he did not carry the wall, and now he could only wield a mace to open the way. Although it was a far more lethal blunt weapon than a longsword at close quarters, and although Kenrico was still picking up Teresa's leak to some extent, his breakthrough was significantly slower than Teresa's, and on several occasions he had to stop to pull out the mace embedded in the enemy's body, and in a matter of seconds he was surrounded again. The most embarrassing and dangerous time was when a Misty Mountain warrior who was knocked to the ground by him hugged his feet to the ground, and Kenrico, who was caught off guard, was almost carried off the city wall by him. In a moment, Teresa had distanced herself from him. But Kenriko learned very quickly, his first 20 meters of breakthrough was still stumbling, danger was frequent, and the last 20 meters he was already unstoppable! The red and white liquid splattered Kenriko's armor, and he roared excitedly, advancing like a lion, and it didn't take long to stand beside her, and then, overtake!

Kia had to admit that there was a reason why Kenriko was able to surpass most of Pande's first-class martial artists as a mercenary, and that "quasi-super-first-class" was not an exaggerated boast, but the fairest affirmation of his strength.

But at that moment Teresa raised her sword on the round shield and quickened her steps, and she had only walked briskly on the city walls, but now she began to sprint boldly! Kenriko only surpassed her by half a step, but she snatched a sword and shield in the middle of this half step, and combined with the collision and assassination to overtake again! At this moment, the style of the Sisters of Hell suddenly reversed, from a dexterous guerrilla to a fierce gladiator, the sword and shield strangled wildly through the crowd, and the blood began to splatter on a large scale.

This is!

Kia's eyes widened in shock, the opening and closing that belonged to a man was now performed by a pair of beautiful and soft shoulders. But he was no stranger to that style, and at the same time blended the rude savagery of the Lion Knights with the delicacy of the Inquisition, and the insidious killing moves hidden beneath the brute force. All Marions heavy cavalry were of this style, without exception.

Griff's style.

Many people once wondered why Griff, who had been recommended to study in the Lion Knights, did not accept the award ceremony, he was the best cadet of that class, and after breaking all the records of the previous class, he set a record that had no trace of his predecessors, only his own - the only knight preparation who could defeat Kaye in a combat battle. Griff could have risen to the rank of "Lion-class" Knight Captain in one step, on an equal footing with the Lioness Kaye, but instead he chose to return to Marions to continue to serve as the Cavalry Captain under Duke Elfwan, building a heavy cavalry unit that was only in the civilian order into a super elite that could compete with the regular Knights. Within a year, he had earned the title of a super-first-class warrior, all the honors a non-commissioned officer could receive, and the heart of Teresa Elfwan. The nobles who inherited the family name were eclipsed in front of this hairy boy from a commoner background.

Two years...... No, it's supposed to be three years ago, right? Kia thought silently in his heart. The figure of the brother-in-law has never faded away in the sister's heart, but has become more and more profound. She was heroic and majestic, just like the cavalry commander who liked to wear a red cloak over bright silver armor.

There must have been a moment when Kenrico was complacent about surpassing Teresa, right? But what he never understood was that he was not chasing Teresa, but competing against the back of the same deceased. In this match, he was destined to end in a crushing defeat. He thought that time would prove his passionate love, but he did not know that death was far more eternal than time. After that sword-shield combined with the slash and assassination, Teresa threw Kenrico five steps away, and no matter how hard Kenrico tried to catch up, those five steps were always as impassable as a moat.

At this time, the strong man in the white wolf's skin had parted the thick human wall and came to Essho.