There are not many weapons of this type, and even if the mercenaries who appear in Ensada often use a variety of weapons, it will never be like this-

Leaving aside the peculiar appearance of the scythe that the farmer used to mow the grass, the size of the weapon alone is enough to make people can't help but marvel. From the position of the grip to the tip of the long, curved blade, the length is more than two meters, and the most striking thing is not this, but the strange and strange black, even darker than the dark night, if you look closely, it seems that a pair of deep eyes are quietly gazing back.

Weird and terrifying.

Ms. Askia's gaze lingered on the weapon for about two to three seconds, her usually quiet face frowning, and she looked at the weapon behind Gross, and then at the girl in his arms—

The girl seemed to be asleep, only the white and small nose was slightly loosened with her breathing, and there was a trace of tears in the corners of her eyes, but a shallow smile seemed to emerge from her face.

"Lady Askia, Violet...... Her, what's the problem? ”

Observing the appearance of the priest's lady, Gross asked nervously - although he had only met the girl Violet for the first time, after this day, he was no longer able to act without asking the girl, and even if he did not even know it, Violet had taken a place in his heart.

"The blood loss and panic had weakened her, and her soul had been irreversibly damaged."

"Is it because of this weapon?"

"That's true, Gross, and I'm curious, where did you get this artifact?"

Priest Askia gently placed a palm on the smooth forehead of the girl Violet, the divine power of the Holy Light was slowly emanating from her palm, and the soft light made people feel unusually warm in this cold night of early spring, Gross lowered his head, he saw the girl's long eyelashes blink slightly, and suddenly, a teardrop with a golden light slid down her cheek—

The girl was still in Gross's arms, her back resting on a strong arm, and at this time, both Gross and Lady Askja heard the soft whisper from the girl's mouth, which seemed to be a vague dream word, but the close distance made it sound so real.

"Mom, you're going to get better soon......"

The young girl Violet seems to have seen her mother in a dream—

Gross and the priest Ms. Askya glanced at each other, and soon saw that the expression on the lady's face became more and more solemn, the girl's dream words were like a soft breeze blowing in the ears, but in an instant, it disappeared into invisibility, hearing the words of the priest, Gross had already untied the [Soul Snatching Scythe], and finally, Esquea said a word to him, although the tone was soft, but it made his body tremble suddenly.

"She's lost some of her memory, and it's not clear what will happen to her. Gross, I think you should be aware that certain evil creatures are capable of devouring the souls of the living-"

"Wait! Ms. Esquea. I want to be sure, is this really the case? But this weapon doesn't have for me—"

The thought of the maiden Violet having suffered this for her own sake made Gross feel as if his heart had been pounded, and he fell into a deep remorse, a fact that he did not want to believe despite Lady Esquea's conclusion—he paused with a glimmer of hope and asked with some hesitation.

Sure enough, he got the answer he had guessed from the mouth of the priest.

"No, Gross. You're not like her, you're a powerful professional, and she's just an ordinary person. ”

"Really......"

Gross lowered his head, and by this time he had become extremely depressed.

……

The night passed, and dawned.

Although Ensada lost his lord on this unusual night, the proper behavior of the officers and soldiers of the city guard gradually restored order in the city, and at two o'clock in the morning, the Rock Regiment stationed in Morin finally received the news of the unrest in the city, and the commander of the army, Rodriguez, immediately gathered his army and rushed back to Ensada at nearly five o'clock in the morning.

The arrival of thousands of legionnaires was enough to change the situation in the city—

Some of the cunning thugs soon disappeared, while others who unfortunately hit the muzzle of the guns were mercilessly exterminated by the soldiers of the Rock Legion, and the soldiers saw the terrible scene in the streets, and their eyes turned red, these soldiers from the local area had many relatives and friends living in the city of Enzada, and at this time they saw the bodies of those innocent people strewn all over the place, some of them had already recognized them, and with hot tears falling, there were bursts of angry roars and roars.

Rodriguez rode his horse along, black smoke and embers burning in the ruins on both sides of the street, the knight who had always been known for his integrity was silent, he was dressed in heavy metal armor, and if anyone passed by him, he could definitely hear the soft touch of the armor -

The face under the visor lost all expression, a pair of cold eyes scanned back and forth, his body was trembling, and despite the anger in his heart, the reason in his mind told him that the scene before him was not just a simple riot, but more likely, a conspiracy put into practice.

Ensada's enemies?

Rodriguez quickly thought of the Talens. However, those who call themselves "true knights" have always prided themselves on doing things like harming civilians, and it is not the Talen's style to do things like this. He pondered, but the tragic images passed before his eyes, and he soon found that his mind had froze.

Until, he saw two familiar figures.

Matthew and Kenneth.

The other two of the "Three Horsemen of Morin".

And behind them, there are several figures dressed as mercenaries-

Rodriguez noticed someone on the other side of the street, and as he got closer, he realized that Matthew and Kenneth were not just a group of mercenaries, for he saw a stubble scholar in a crisp white gown, who was squinting at him; Beside this scholar, there was also a little girl on a horse, who, judging from her appearance and attire, looked like a noble lady with a lot of temperament.

Noble ladies and scholars really have a hard time connecting with mercenaries. Unless, there is an employment relationship between the two. But that's not a big deal for Rodriguez right now, as he takes off his visor and looks at his colleagues and close friends.

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