"Get out of here!" Eixiu stepped into the kitchen and let out a loud shout, he pulled a sharp cleaver from the board, and raised his hand cleanly, and the heavy board and the wooden table under it split in two! The servants of the palace had never seen such a battle, and their faces were as pale as paper with fear. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Aeshu wielded a cleaver and drove them out like a flock of sheep.

"What are you doing in the kitchen? The courtyard is outside the kitchen window, and the guards are extremely tight, do you want to carry me out with a swagger? Kia whispered, "This is not Marions, there are people who don't care if I live or die." ”

"How I get in, how we get out." Essho said calmly, smashing the window with the back of his knife, the sound of the carved glass shattering was so crisp and piercing that the nobles in the banquet hall could surely hear this suggestive sound, and then he led Kia down the spiral staircase down the dungeon.

The crunch of shattering glass did reach the hall, and Instructors Baker and Kaye were the first to react, breaking through the crowd and rushing into the kitchen, followed by Morris, who cared about the comfort of his best friend. The night wind blew in through the broken window with a drizzle, and Instructor Baker glanced there: "There are no footprints on the windowsill, and it is not a window escape." ”

Kaye nodded to Morris, his eyes on the spiral staircase. Baker's archery skills were among the best, and his eyesight was unquestionable, so it was only possible for the Assassin to hid Kia in the dungeon. This subterranean space, no less spacious than the Imperial Palace, was extravagantly used by Ulrique V as a storage storehouse, where the Duke of Brunus imprisoned Sidonus before the feast. "Can those two Praetorian Guards hold it back?" Kaye frowned and muttered to himself. And Maurice's heart beat a little faster, the Praetorian Guard of Sarion was only loyal to Ulrik V, and any madman who dared to trample on the dignity of the lion under the Silver Throne would be dealt a merciless blow, and they would not care whether Kia lived or died. If the Praetorian Guards really pushed that killer into a hurry, Nakia would probably be more than lucky! Thinking of this, Morris didn't care much, grabbed a kitchen knife before Kaye and Baker, and wanted to rush down. But Kaye stopped him: "Morris, you stay here. She looked at Morris helplessly, and her tone softened rarely: "You didn't hear your father's words. If you keep going, it will only complicate things more. ”

"But...... Don't you care about Kia! Maurice tried to break through Kaye's block with red eyes, but he was no match for the lioness after all, and was punched in the lower abdomen by Kaye, and bent over in pain.

"I don't want little Kea to have an accident either, but his actions are really no different from suicide." Kaye sighed and turned to Instructor Baker, "Your Excellency Baker, the environment of the dungeon is complicated, please be careful. She smiled wryly and carried Morris out of the kitchen. Baker glanced at Kaye's back in surprise, and then realized that she didn't want to see the relationship between the Brennus family and the Elfwan family fall to a freezing point after all, not to mention that Duke Brennus had been threatened by the nuns of Hell just now.

But in the dungeon, I don't have so many scruples about dealing with that nasty killer, and I should be able to save that stupid little viscount by the way, right? The lower abdomen that had been kicked by Eshu was still aching, and Instructor Baker had a gloomy face and pulled out another arrow from his waist. Holding the bow of the heavenly vault, with two slender arrows on the bowstring, he stepped into the underground palace step by step.

The smell of blood wafted through the hall, overshadowing the aroma of food and flowers. Dante, the director of the Inquisition, has left in a hurry, and the deputy director has been brutally killed under his nose, and I am afraid that the entire Duchy's Blackwing Monk team will pour out, allowing the Assassins to enjoy the top "treatment" of the pagan leader. As soon as Dante stepped out of the hall with his front foot, the Marquis of Eldred also went out with his back foot, and before leaving, he said, "I don't care so much!" Everyone knew that he was going back to the mansion to organize his own guards to hunt down the killers and avenge Ned, and that message was naturally for the Duke of Elfwan - it was not a day or two since the Eldred family and the Elfwan family had been at odds.

Duke Elfwan also frowned, but did not say anything, and finally Teresa helped him get the idea: "Father don't have to be embarrassed, I will organize the battle priests in the royal city to search and rescue Kia." ”

Duke Elfwan waved his hand weakly: "Go ahead...... This stinky boy ......"

At this time, Kaye also walked out with Morris on his shoulder, and whispered a few words in the ear of Duke Brenus. The name of the fire's tense face relaxed slightly: "That's it...... Worthy of Instructor Baker! He looked at Kaye approvingly, "You've handled it well. ”

"Share your worries for the Duke." Kaye said.

Morris was still sobbing low on Kaye's shoulder, and Duke Brenus slapped his head impatiently, "Okay, how old are you?" And as sentimental as a noble lady. With Instructor Baker out of the race, Kea must be safe! ”

"No, Mr. Kaye's punch just now was too hard, I want to vomit now......"

The wait was long and difficult, and after some time, Baker walked out of the kitchen with a man on his shoulder. The people who were already sitting on pins and needles were in high spirits, only to find that the person on the shoulders of the instructor Baker was neither a killer nor Kia, but the commander of the Tower Sword Cavalry, Sitorius!

Facing everyone's surprised eyes, Instructor Baker shook his bald head and did not hide the confusion in his heart: "Those two ...... Not in the dungeon......"

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The two Praetorian Guards under the dungeon were still unconscious, but Sitorius was gone. Eshua didn't have time to care about how the leader of the Tower Sword Cavalry could get out of the dungeon, so he quickly located the entrance to the secret passage and lifted the stone slab. Kia looked at the vines that stretched down towards the abyss-like darkness, and his face turned a little pale: "How to go down?" ”

Eshu had already jumped down, reaching out to hold a vine and propping his feet against the wall: "Slide down." ”

Kia gritted his teeth, followed by Estheau, and grasped the other vine in horror, shuddering and moving down in mid-air. Essho had already closed the stone slab, and darkness suddenly engulfed the space. Kia clutched the slender vine tightly, feeling every trembling of the vine in his hand under the weight of his whole body. In the absence of any light source, his vision had become an ornament, but Kea's hearing was more sensitive, and he could hear the sound of short airflow nervously moving in and out of his lungs and nose; the sound of his palm rubbing against the vines; and the sound of Essiu's footsteps speeding down the wall beside him—and it wasn't long before the footsteps were far away from Kia. Time stopped flowing like the air in a secret passage, and after perhaps a decade, Kea finally saw a warm glow in the darkness beneath him, and then his feet finally touched the ground.

Eshy was already waiting for him, and the two of them ran wildly along the bright lights all the way, and finally came to the small boxy pool that Eshyu had climbed out of. "Take a deep breath, how long can you hold it!" Without saying a word, Eshua dragged Kia into the pool, and slammed his fist on the mechanism, and a whirlpool appeared in the center of the pool, and it was as if a hand under the water grabbed their feet and dragged them all the way deeper. Kia closed his eyes tightly, sealing his mouth and nose tightly, and it wasn't long before he felt his body lifted up by the buoyancy of the water.

"Whoa!" Kia's head was out of the water, and he was surprised to find himself and Ezian in the middle of the Salofi River outside the city of Saarion, and in the distance he could see the bright lights of the royal city, reflecting the colorful light in the dense rain curtain. He swam with Eshy to the riverbank, where a silver-haired man in sunglasses was already waiting for them.