From Baron Pagain's eyes, Oran was sure that he knew the One-Eyed at least. But it seemed that there was something unpleasant between them, otherwise the baron would not have shown such a look of chagrin and regret just because the one-eyed owl was still alive.

But what makes Oran feel a little bad is about the unusual relationship between Linnat Eigar and Baron Pagain, and it can be seen from the reaction that he seems to care about Linart as a person, so this sudden and inexplicable feeling makes Oran a little uncomfortable.

It's like a hunter who was hunting in the woods, but he came across an unsuspecting deer that curiously approached you when you pointed it with a bow and arrow (mostly "silly roe deer"). Especially for a hunter like Orlan, who has never looked down on horned deer, he has a better option, doesn't he?

The baron would not have known that Oran had compared him to a "stupid roe deer" in his heart. It stands to reason that Orlan can be considered a cold-blooded hunter, or the kind that almost never misses. Because in his eyes, the methods of slaughtering a bear, killing a wolf, or ending a person's life are similar, and the difference is probably just that he can talk a few more words when facing people.

However, he is not a cold-blooded killer. First of all, as for the definition of a killer, it is usually mostly the term "eliminating disasters" for people with their money. Of course, the average killer will not consider whether he kills a man or a woman or an old or a child, as long as someone "pays". Of course, it is not excluded that there are some maverick killers, as well as their strange guidelines.

Orlan doesn't profit by killing, so he can only be regarded as a "self-sufficient" cold-blooded hunter.

"I mean, if someone wants to end your life, and your life falls into my hands, can you answer my questions truthfully?" It was Orlan's decision, at least not to let him die at someone else's hands.

"Are you kidding Linat? Is that one-eyed robber threatening you? Don't worry, I thought that guy would take revenge, and now it's absolutely safe in my castle! ”

The other onlookers were a little confused, didn't he plan to teach this impudent man a good lesson, why did he see that the two of them were more and more energetic the more they talked, and they seemed to have a great relationship with each other. Could it be that the Baron is ...... Impossible! But after so many years, he is still single, and he doesn't like women?

The nobles were already talking about it, they couldn't get the results they wanted, and as white cultists, they couldn't tolerate one man liking another, even if the other was a baron. Such things must be kept hidden in the royal family, and it would be a great sin if they were made public.

"Baron Pagain! How can you tolerate such untouchables provoking the dignity and nobility of the nobility, don't you think you should give us ......" Baron Ravenhaus, who had been watching from the sidelines, raised his brow, he no longer had the heart to watch this farce.

"Watch your words, Your Excellency, none of the invited here are untouchables, and don't you think you should change that name?" Pagain interrupted Ravenjos.

Ravenjos got up and shook his splendid robes, and walked straight to Pagain until he came to him.

"With all due respect, Your Excellency Pagain, you have invited me to come and discuss with me about the noble covenant of Odingenan. I think it's very good, but now I have a deep doubt that some of the 'nobles' in this room are worthy of the title of 'noble'. ”

Baron Ravenhaus seemed to have something to say, and Baron Pagain was not the only one around him...... But before Baron Pergain could refute it, an accident happened.

Whoosh, poof! A gray feather mingled with a muffled thud of a bowstring, and a steel arrow poked out of Baron Ravenjos's dark eye sockets, the tip of which stopped in front of Pagain's nose, which was facing him. Some fresh blood splashes and small, warm, sticky pieces splashed on his face.

At this moment in the hall, all the creatures that could make noises were silent, their eyes and jaws almost falling to the ground. It wasn't until two seconds later that a goblet slipped from the white palm of a noble lady and shattered on the ground. This triggered a series of heart-rending howls, and the entire hall suddenly became a pot of porridge.

"There are assassins! Protect ......" This was the personal guard brought by Baron Ravenhaus, but before he could finish speaking, another arrow had already pierced his neck and cervical vertebrae. Other guards who wanted to get closer to the baron were kept away by the crowd.

I saw a corpse being thrown down from the spiral stairs on both sides of the hall and the corridor on the second floor of the hall. They were the guards that Orlan had mentioned, placed in every corner of the castle, and waves of Assassins had sprung up from the shadows, killing everyone who was armed. And then many of the unarmed nobles who were scurrying around also fell in pools of blood.

Baron Pagain watched in amazement at the raid on his castle, but thankfully he wasn't as overwhelmed or struggling as the frightened nobles.

Coming to his senses, he leaned over and drew the ravenjo from the waist of Ravenhaus, who was lying on his back, although it was most likely that the ornate rapier could not stop the long knives in the hands of the assassins.

Now he was only annoyed that he shouldn't have been so careless, and that he had put most of the guards out of the castle, and that there were few reliable people around him.

"Linat, it looks like we'll have to talk about you later. That one-eyed madman is so mad that we must rush out, there are my guards outside! Baron Pagain tore off his robes and wiped the blood from his face before speaking to Oran and Lillian behind him.

But Orlan and Lillian ignored him.

"Oran, we have to save them!" At some point, Lillian had torn off her dress, revealing a pair of long, fair, straight legs, and the two high heels were tossed aside by her. It is not a knight's style to sit idly by and let the robbers slaughter these civilians.

"The doors to the hall were blocked by them, and obviously they didn't want to let everyone here go. And you and I can't save everyone with our strength, Lillian, you go and open the gate to find the guards. Orlan was searching for Yulia in the chaos of the crowd, but to no avail, but he believed that the methods of the alchemist of Yulia should be enough to protect himself.

"Be careful." Although Orlan believed in Lilian's strength more, he couldn't help but speak.

Lillian's face softened and nodded at him, and then rushed like a gust of wind to the assassins. She took out a few people with her bare hands, snatched their blades, and then saved a few people who were about to be slaughtered.

Oran, on the other hand, didn't need him to take the initiative at all, because most of the assassins' targets were the Baron Pagain next to him with disbelief written all over his face, as well as inexplicable entanglements and struggles.