(88106 .) But Stewart always felt that it seemed a little wrong to take the initiative to make a move, but if the other party made the first move, it would be another matter - Mr. Scholar glared angrily at these people, and the movement under the city gate had attracted a large number of onlookers at this time, surrounding the surrounding area.

Many people know that the current Ensada is no longer the usual Ensada, if the city was still strictly bound by the law in the past, then, when the current enforcers of the city have become Rawls and Staley, all the order has gradually collapsed, to some extent, power and power are replacing the laws in the territory.

The deputy head of the "White Eagle" mercenary, Bokern, was quietly observing everything at this time, he had a relationship with an important person in the city, but he was not afraid of Rawls and Starley, not to mention, compared to fists or manpower, he and his "White Eagle" mercenary group would never fall behind.

But the two gentlemen didn't speak, and he naturally had no reason to take the initiative to help.

……

Stanley observed the two faces, and when he realized that they were not the big men he knew, he pulled out his sword at his waist with a bang.

"Your Excellency, if you are unwilling to accept our investigation, I am afraid that you will be unlucky."

Without any disguise, Stanley said—as he swung his sword at Pyrrot on horseback as Rawls watched.

The sword slashed through the air in a white arc of light, a haphazard slash - although Stanley presented himself like a human being, his skill was undoubtedly flawed in Stewart's eyes.

I'm afraid that this sword won't be able to cut my uncle Pyrot, the only possibility is to injure "Bailan", at this time, the figure of the mercenary leader moves forward with the action of swinging the sword, and the inertia makes his body a little uncontrollable.

Stewart didn't draw his sword.

He took a step forward, flipping the scabbard upside down, the metal hilt lightly pressed against the other's chest—

The ribs were no harder than steel, and the few blows were so brief that he didn't even see what was going on when Stanley hit the hilt of his sword that suddenly stretched out. It was as if he took the initiative to meet the hilt of the sword in front of him, and the huge pain made him can't help but snort and fall to the ground, and the long sword in his hand naturally fell to the ground.

The sound of whistles and heckles, and the onlookers were some of the most boring do-gooders, who saw Mr. Staley at the hands of an alien mercenary who would almost certainly not give up easily.

But Stanley didn't say a word, he stroked his chest, the pain of the violent impact still echoed in his body, although he was very angry, but in this moment, he sensed an extremely important reality-

The other party is strong! The strength was stronger than most of the people he had ever seen, and even in the recent days, a large number of mercenaries from all over the city had gathered, but it was much inferior to the one in front of him.

Then, if you do it again in the afternoon, it will be tantamount to asking for hardship.

"Those who know the times are handsome", Stanley has long been aware of this. In the middle of the night, he stood up, but quickly retreated—the fat Rawls's face was cloudy, and he looked at the horses under Mr. Scholar, who had the intention of taking them, but now Stanley suffered a great loss under his nose, and he was a little hesitant because of it.

At the end of the day, Rawls and Starley are two of them.

But the current situation does not allow them to retreat at will. Rawls gritted his teeth, the fat all over his body trembled, and behind him, a large group of armed soldiers, numbering hundreds of people, suddenly came out—

"It's that guy, he actually had the audacity to try to murder the officials of Ensada."

Rawls nodded at Stull and screamed at the top of his voice. The soldiers rushed forward with their swords in hand, surrounding Stewart and Pylott.

At swords' points.

"Stewart, what are we going to do now?"

As a nobleman and scholar, he had never encountered such a situation, and the other party was obviously acting unscrupulously, and for a while, he completely lost his mind-

Hundreds.

Or a soldier of the city guard in Ensada.

At this time, Stewart didn't have any expression, although the cause of the matter was more or less due to his uncle Parrot, but more of it was the other party's attitude of no one in his eyes - he thought to himself, if this situation was replaced by Gross, he would not be able to draw his sword directly.

But his temperament is fundamentally different from Gross's, and his eldest brother Pyrrot, as a scholar with extremely low combat effectiveness, has become a burden to him at this time.

So, he'd have to find a way to get out of here, and as for the meeting with Gross, it seems impossible to do it according to the current situation—Stewart sighed secretly, he unfastened his cloak, and the broad shield sword was officially unsheathed.

The sword flashed, and no one could see his action clearly-

All they could hear was a crisp "clanging sound", and by the time Stewart's sword was over, all the weapons that surrounded them were left with a bare handle.

"Run! My dear brother-in-law. ”

Mr. Scholar was a little stunned at first by the tension in front of him, but he was not a fool without a brain after all-

After a moment of recuperation, he already understood that the most suitable move in front of him was to escape, and at the moment when Stewart made a move, he had already driven "Brandy" to turn around and rush straight back the way he came.

There are still one horse-drawn carriage after another parked in the congested trade road, and "Bai Lan" runs extremely fast and is quite flexible, but even if these carriages are avoided, the crowd in the trade road is inevitably panicked-

It was clear to everyone that it was no fun to be hit by a charging horse, and all of a sudden, the whole of Ensada was in chaos under the southern gates.

Such a situation, even for Stewart, is extremely tricky at this time.

……

Matthew and Kenneth arrived at the "Elven Poetry" in the eastern part of Ensada, and the two lord's most prominent knights, as if afraid of being noticed, entered the tavern with a hooded cloak, until they entered a secret box, and then began to take off their cloaks and breathe a long sigh of relief.

After a little tidying up, they came to their seats, and in front of them sat a smiling young man—a completely unfamiliar face, but when the young man raised the familiar letter in his hand, they knew where the young man came from.

"I'm from Talen."

The young man said without concealing this. With that, he pulled out another knick-knack from the inner pocket of his coat—it looked like a piece of copper with intricate patterns carved into it, but by the time it was placed in front of Matthew and Kenneth, the two knights had already recognized it.

Knight's Captain Badge. I want to chat with more like-minded people about "{?$article_title?} 》，; Talk about life and find a confidant~

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