You say Viscount Perdigau? Hearing Urs say this, Alice suddenly blanked her eyes in confusion, but then her eyes widened as if she had woken up, and a moment of astonishment flashed on her perennial poker face, and after a moment of trance, she remembered that there was such a thing a few months ago.

In the year of the candle, that is, the month of snowmelt in February this year, the Empire's expeditionary force in the Northland Snow Field to defeat Byron Tas in the name of holy war was destroyed, and Viscount Perdigau was unfortunately captured as the commander of the army, and then the Black Duke Cassius on the undead side sent an emissary to demand ransom from the Empire on behalf of the zombie king Erdon.

The Duke Regent, Fromael Ducalet, was forced to accept the request of Byron Tas, and sent an imperial envoy to exchange the ransom for Viscount Perdigau, thus turning the page forward on the defeat of the expeditionary force.

After Viscount Perdigau was ransomed in the snowy fields north of the Winter Fortress, Kevin Stun suspected that Byron Tas had manipulated him, so he detained him and the Imperial Mission that had ransomed him in the name of the Inquisitor of the Church in House Arrest in the Winter Fortress for a few days, during which time the priests of the Northland were subjected to a strict divine examination, and only after the results were convinced that they were okay did he order them to be released.

Alice half-opened her lips and took a slow breath, her fingers holding the staff lightly grasped a few points inadvertently, and the two blue eyes under her blonde hair then turned to her side with a little anxiety: "Chief Scambed—"

"Flower Dawn Moon, ma'am." Scambed had already reacted at this time, and immediately understood what he should answer when he saw the look on her face, "About two months after the fall of the expeditionary force, Viscount Perdigau was redeemed by the Imperial Mission on the second day of the Dawn Moon, and then underwent a divine examination by the priests in the Winter Fortress. ”

"When did the plague begin to circulate in the city?"

"It has been about May of this year, the tenth day of the month of transformation, since the patrol guard handed in the first relevant report, and only about a month has passed since Viscount Bildigau left the Northland after his divine examination."

"Who were the priests who were in the Winter Fortress at that time to conduct a divine examination for Viscount Perdigau and the Imperial Emissaries?"

"The main priest who is resident in the Cathedral of St. Antonios, accompanied by a small number of paladin guards, among whom the person who personally examines Viscount Pierdigau is the old priest of Macallon."

"Is it the old priest of McCaron......" Alice looked up slightly into Scambed's eyes, and after hearing the name of the old priest from his mouth, she suddenly understood why the old priest had become as sadistic and crazy as a ghoul during the church turmoil this morning, and then turned into an ugly charred corpse under the magic flames released by Sirudelt by mistake.

…… No wonder.

"We seem to have been put on a hard beating, Chief Scambed." She tried to mobilize the energy in her mind to think carefully, and after a while, she took a cold breath, and a trace of humiliation passed through her heart, and then she gritted her teeth and looked at the old court chief beside her, "Byron Tas...... The nobles of the empire probably underestimated the undead, and they may have started a series of planned layouts early on. ”

As the words fell, her gaze lingered on the boss's equally surprised face for a second, and then she turned to look at Urs, who was standing by the door of the room.

Urs met her gaze, and the expression in his eyes seemed relatively calm, but it was naturally impossible to say that he was not surprised for a while, after all, the prophetic advantage he had thanks to the memories of his previous life no longer seemed to be absolutely accurate.

The sudden disaster in the city was completely unexpected, and it also did not exist in any fragment of memory that he knew in his previous life.

Facing Alice's gaze, the young man pursed his lips and wanted to say something, but at that moment he heard the sound of three knocks on the door behind him, and the familiar voice in his memory.

"Lord Urs."

"Shappel?" Urs was stunned for a moment, and his ears immediately heard that the person coming out of the door was his Heroic Soul Adjutant, "What's wrong?" ”

"Our troops followed your instructions to reconnoiter the city and search for the victims who were in normal condition and escorted them here." Shapelle's voice replied calmly outside the door, "In the process, one of our teams rescued a human knight in the northern part of the city, who called himself Thogas de Dork, and was now at the door outside the tavern. ”

"What! Togas? Hearing Sharpel's report at this point, Scambed was stunned, and then frowned and muttered, "How is this possible?" The Knights of Toga are not supposed to be in ......"

As he spoke, the old governor of the Northlands with a sad face subconsciously glanced at Alice, and in a blink of an eye, he saw that the young lady of the legal heir of the Northland Earls seemed to be surprised and tightened the corners of her clothes in the first time after hearing this report, but fortunately, her psychological quality was good, and she quickly regained her basic composure, and then turned to Urs with her trademark poker face expression and cold tone and asked: "No matter what happens, let your people take us to see him first, immediately." ”

As she spoke, she lifted her staff from the floor of the room at her feet, and the leather boots under the Blue Flame robe were about to step downstairs.

……

The snow is blowing and falling with the cold wind.

In contrast to the fact that the victims gathered in the tavern and several nearby empty houses to keep warm indoors, the streets outside the Drunken Tavern were correspondingly improvised by people with combat capabilities, among which some of the remaining Heroic Knights of the Lion of the Thorn Legion acted as temporary commanders and arranged for their men to be in place, while the people who gradually gathered from all over the city during the evacuation process followed the orders of these military knights to distribute and receive improvised weapons such as firewood, axes, sticks, and other improvised weapons, and collect materials nearby, use the topography of the street to build fence shelters.

The people who were on duty guarding the makeshift shelters in the streets outside the tavern were a mixed bag, with a small number of them themselves patrolling guards and noble private soldiers in the Armored City, a small number of more powerful people consisting mainly of scattered wandering mercenaries and adventurers, and most of the rest being ordinary young male civilians.

The city was roamed by a crowd of anomalous deviants, and every now and then a few nearby street lines that spotted the crowd congregation, and then acted madly and frantically launched an irrational attack on the crowd, and then were killed by the crowd under the command of the Immortal Knight.

The people on the streets took the wounded in shifts, and after dozens of skirmishes, they went from the initial hesitation, confusion and fear to the composure or numbness of seeing the corpse with their own eyes, and before they knew it, they had almost held on to the whole morning.

Taking advantage of the hard-won leisure time, they lay down or leaned against the fence and the wall to gasp for breath, burying their heads in examining their injuries, or looking up at the snowflakes in the sky and wandering slightly, seeing the fluttering snow spread on the roof of the house and accumulating layers of white about half a finger thick, sometimes attracted by the movement, and turned to find that it was a knight team with a black coat of arms painted with thorn vines and golden lions escorting a new group of rescued victims back from the distance.

Only this time, when the knights returned from the horses under their seats, the people guarding the streets suddenly discovered that there was a special person mixed in the team of refugees who had been escorted this time, and the reason why it was special was that he was wearing a set of knightly armor that was broken and covered in blood, and he seemed to lie very weakly on the back of a wounded griffin who was also hobbling.

The wounded griffon, which seemed to be his mount, faintly leaked a cooing whimper from its sharp beak as it walked, and God knows what a terrible torture it had suffered, as if one of its wings had poked out a broken bone spur and folded into an unnatural, bloody angle, which made several experienced mercenaries in the group take a cold breath at a glance, and tried to swallow their throats to resist the urge to open their mouths and retch.

The people were frightened, then suspicious, and soon some recognized in astonishment, isn't this the outfit of the griffin guards under the lord's command?

Then they saw one of the knights escorting the refugees turn over and dismount and walk quickly into the tavern, where the main entrance of the drunken tavern opened soon to the buzzing of crickets, and the figures of Haper, Urs, Scambed, and Alice came out one after another.

The knight, who was lying on the back of the winged griffin, gritted his teeth and raised his head a little, seeing that it was someone he knew was coming, and then he tried to exhale with his eyes half-empty and said, "Ah, Urs...... And the Steward, Ms. Alice......"

"You're badly wounded, Knight Thogas." Approaching Urs and Alice, Scambed's tall figure came to him first, his eyes under the white hair blinking and almost round, "Who hurt you?" And your griffon? Besides, I remember that you were in charge of assisting Baron Marken in garrisoning the Winter Fortress recently, could it be that something happened at the fortress? ”

"It's the undead, the army of Byron Tas, who have launched an attack on us early this morning...... Baron Marken has been martyred, and the Winter Fortress has fallen. ”

"What did you say?!"

Scambed let out a roar of surprise, and reflexively took a half-step back, feeling an unreal feeling of nausea suddenly rushing to his head, followed by the sound of a metal staff handle falling to the ground.

The old manager hurriedly calmed down, turned his head suddenly, and found that it was the Ice Crystal Orb Staff in Alice's hand that fell out of his hand, and the latter also frowned slightly and leaned down - but fortunately, the young man next to him stepped forward in time to grab her.

"Lady Alice!"

"Thank you, Knight of Urs...... I'm just a little dizzy. ”

Alice withdrew a little and stood firm on her left foot, her eyes suddenly empty for a moment, then she took a breath of relief and gently pushed the young man away, grabbed her big hand in time, and then raised her arm slightly and waved her small hand to signal to everyone that she was okay.

Urs withdrew his hand and looked at her, breathing a sigh of relief with mixed emotions in his heart, and bent down to help her pick up the staff that had just fallen to the ground, and then turned his head to look at the Immortal Knight lieutenant who came out of the tavern with him and ordered: "Shappel, immediately bring this griffin knight into the house for treatment, and tell the priest of Sirudelt that he has an urgent matter, and inform him to go up to the second floor with us for a meeting." ”

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