The griffons tumbled down the ramp, chains rubbing against the rubble, leaving a trail of blood and feathers all over the ground.

It struggled to vibrate its wings, torches chased it from behind, arrows and spears burst through the air.

Tonight, the windows of the houses are closed and the taverns are closed.

People listened in silence to the terrible and unwilling eagle as they moved from the high ground to the city walls, and no one searched whether they died or escaped.

A small garrison followed Arnold back to the high ground.

The fiercer resistance, which took place outside the city, the warlord rebellion, caused conflict, and the price of calm, was a small-scale war.

Nakia staggered up the stairs, the entrance of the unknown path, and stepped on the grass again.

She saw that the army had taken control of the scene, some bodies were dragged and sorted out, and some prisoners were pressed to the ground, swords and swords.

"Kay, where's Cathy?"

No one answered, but they all looked at the inside of the castle with complicated expressions.

There was still a commotion outside, there was no reason for the castle refuge to retreat, and the army was too late to deal with it.

Nakia stood in the hall with her dizziness as the people got out of the way.

She felt a pain in her heart and rushed up the steps, but she almost collapsed on the kick because of her unsteady.

It was this pause that caught a glimpse of the long table, where several pieces of armor were left behind—intertwined Luanhua armguards, light gray silver armor.

"It's Cathy's, no, no, no!"

The female advisor scrambled to her feet, hurried through the hallway, and heard a confrontation in the hallway.

Five Anton Weisen cavalrymen were waving their weapons, but they were stagnant, and the prisoners were piecing together the shield wall with the weapons they had picked up, and they were stuck in their way.

No one knows what's going on inside.

However, those disheveled corpses, and the military chief who was in a coma and about to die......

It's all like bad news.

Nagiya felt that the blood had reached her throat, and the whole person fell straight down, and was found and supported by the cavalry in time.

"Why are you the only ones here, Arnolds?"

Her voice was low, and she had no tone.

"It is said that he is outside commanding, and he will not be able to support him for the time being."

"Okay, okay, let me in!"

The cavalrymen used their shields to block her as best they could, and slowly moved forward.

The mercenaries in the corridor were sharp-eyed, and they directly gave up their positions, but only one person was allowed.

"It's okay, let me in, that person is waiting for me to pay the ransom."

……

In the room, Adam finished his musings and raised his head from the windowsill.

[The mercenary tells you that someone is about to enter the door.] 】

With great courage, Nakia opened her eyes as she walked into the room, and the girl cried out.

"Ma'am, please save ......"

Bite.

The steel dagger stabbed straight into the wall, barely half an inch from the neck.

Cathy could even feel a little bit of ash falling down the neckline as she lowered her view - leather gloves, dark blades.

The throat swelled, and the cry for help was hoarse.

Najiya was also secretly relieved, there was no too embarrassing picture.

Cathy was hung from the wall, her hands tied tightly by strips of torn sheets, her whole body standing on tiptoe and hanging from the curtain hook.

On his body, there is no armor, only a satin sleeved shirt and simple trousers.

Fortunately, she likes to wear clothes, otherwise she would probably only be able to show off her underwear at this time.

"You scumbag, throw your equipment out and let those bastards reverie, this is pouring dirty water on the kingdom!"

Adam didn't answer this, but said coldly.

"Ma'am, it's better to have a short conversation, I think you're in a hurry."

With his extraordinary five senses, he can find that the other party's aura is chaotic, and he purely supports his body to confront here.

Nagiya naturally understood, and took out the ring from the mezzanine of her coat pocket.

The metal object crossed the arc and landed firmly in the hand.

【Lord's Ring】

[It holds a lot of secrets. 】

"Get her down and get out!"

The female consultant was very anxious, because there was not much time to wake up, sweat had soaked her back, and her pupils were even a little mixed.

"I will take her out of the city, and tell the cavalry to go out of the city tomorrow and take her back, otherwise no one will survive."

"Nope! I can't just go out like this, lady help me. ”

Cathy was the first to struggle and scream, the curve swaying slightly in the moonlight of the window, how could she go out with such an indecent appearance.

The steel knife pressed down without warning, and the noise disappeared.

Cathy's mind went blank, and at that moment, she felt death brush her neck.

The skin is broken, the stinging is clear, and the coppery smell rushes into the tip of the nose.

She didn't dare to move, and warm blood was slowly flowing down and converging on her collarbone.

"You can choose, neck to the right, and you can finish."

Adam stood in front of her, his expression as calm as night, but far more desolate and terrifying than the wind.

"You're going to learn some lessons, after all, the way I took you out of town wasn't gentle, think about those servants who made mistakes, how did you treat them, and you were sure that an apology was valid?"

Cathy's brain was already white, and her brain was desperate to meet the blade and end the verbal humiliation.

But the body is stiff, and the indescribable desire to survive cannot be completed and self-determined.

You have been attacked by arcane arts, and magic is surging, but you cannot take control of your soul. 】

Adam gritted his teeth, and when he looked at the health value again, he found a small defect.

Burst~

Nakia was unable to support her body and collapsed to the ground with the blood.

"You, you can't kill her."

Before the female advisor fainted, the fingertip secret technique jumped into the lord's ring, and the note instantly popped up.

[The person with the blood of the elves swears by his soul and initiates a commission against you]

[You can complete the commission, and the other party will complete one thing in your life for you. 】

The Lord's Ring is responsible, and the responsibility for the entire three races is obviously not easily avoidable.

If you refuse this commission, you will obviously be punished yourself.

Adam glanced at the contents, sighed deeply, and turned to jerk Cathy with the scabbard of his steel sword.

The girl was in pain, and only then did she wake up slightly from the psychological struggle, and she saw that the lady had fallen to the ground in a bad state.

"In this city, except for your people, she may be the only one who sincerely wants you to live, and you are still playing the honor and disgrace game of the nobles?"

Adam glared at the other, pinched his chin, and gagged tightly with strips of sheets, not at all curious about the answer.

"Woo, woo."

In the midst of the struggle, the girl was stopped by the waist and carried on her shoulders.

Cathy's hair was swept around, and the blow was more fatal than the embarrassment and discomfort—she felt another sharp pain behind her.

Adam drew another scabbard in that arc, and the hostages were slightly relieved.

He continued to threaten.

"If I were you, I would pretend to be dizzy, after all, it would be even more indecent to shout like this."

Sure enough, the weight on his shoulders stabilized slightly, and the relatively light body fell completely silent.

There was a faint choking voice.

As he passed by Nagiya, he glanced at it, and the note prompted.

[Extreme weakness]

"If you want to save her, the best way is to help me leave the castle and let Arnold bring someone in."

There is no other reaction on the shoulder, which may be considered a default.

Princess Anton Weisen, who became a hostage in full view, was carried on Adam's left shoulder.

The mercenaries guarded it with weapons, and no one dared to stop them, and they walked out of the castle and onto the lawn.

The chariot rumbled out, and the massive iron spear was aimed at the center of the wreckage, where a roar could be heard.

The fork-tailed dragon trampled on countless horizontal corpses, had broken its wings, and hung loosely beside the thorn.

Here, Adam finally recognized the man behind it.