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Alyssa's dark red eyes shone and burned, and her companions, her minions, were too surprised to say a word. In the village not far away, a black mist rises into the sky, bringing not only lifeless silence, but also coldness and tranquility - as a living person, there is a natural fear of this feeling, but something deep in their hearts makes them clench the weapon in their hands and take firm steps.

The Knights picked up speed......

As soon as the horses drove into the village, several red-eyed wild dogs barked loudly, and when they saw the large number of visitors, they quickly disappeared into the ruins overgrown with weeds.

Alyssa frowned, and in front of her gaze, several skeletons with broadswords were poking their heads in front of a dilapidated house—it was a rare sight for bone framers to use broadswords. The bottom creature in this undead sequence is tall, has a good physique, and has excellent strength, and the only thing it lacks is the flexibility of its movements, while the big sword is precisely a weapon that requires agility the most.

Unable to hold up a shield in both hands, the sword is characterized by its strides and the blocking of the weapon itself. Skeleton warriors generally use bone scythes and short swords that are good for simple attacks such as slashing and stabbing, but Alyssa didn't notice the difference, and her pupils seemed to burn with a fierce fire, igniting her soul deeply rooted in the Radiant faith.

Breathing with the girl's body fragrance, Alyssa waved the knight's sword in her hand high, and the war horse under her raised its hooves and pouted, ready to charge. Beside her, two young knights, made the same move.

"Miss Ladia, danger, please stay away!"

The veteran Scott pulled the dazed Miss Mage away and pushed her into the room, his back pressed against the wall, a common sense he had learned in the barracks - using obstacles, the infantry could effectively avoid the onslaught of the cavalry. If the knight on the horse is not skilled enough, he may even get out of his hand or fall off his horse due to the huge shock of the weapon during the charge.

This village deep in the mountains is not very large. From the junction on the east side of the village to the position of the bandits, only about fifty meters, this is the main road in the village, flanked by some dilapidated and gray-colored houses—the road is not very wide, and the knights' charge is forward and backward, but this little distance can be said to be a moment for a good warhorse.

Under the moonlight, the metallic light almost swept against the wall, and in the face of the cold momentum, Scott wisely did not choose to resist, bent down, and waited until the horse charged, rolled on the spot, and flashed into the house. The knight on the horse was in too high a position, and the attack just now only left a deep sword mark on the mud of the wall.

The vain knight quickly turned his horse in the lanes of the village.

The knight's sword slashed from the chest to the back of the waist, and the miss of this blow made Alyssa feel a little in a trance. It wasn't the first time she had fought against the Filthy Unclean, but those brainless creatures had no concept of dodging in the soul fire - although the skeleton in front of her was embarrassed, the awareness and flexibility of the battle were completely beyond her imagination.

The dark red pupils became extremely serious, and the knight turned over and dismounted, and walked towards the room that the skeleton had fled into earlier. Earlier, as she staggered past the target's figure, she caught a glimpse of a vast red light, and the cold aura made her make a judgment in an instant - inside this dilapidated building, the evil dead were hidden.

Seeing the oncoming knights, Glo ran into the house early, and as Radia and Scott entered, a rudimentary line of defense began to be built at the entrance of the room, and the old musty cabinets and lame wooden chairs were quickly piled up in front of the door by the bandits, forming a most basic barrier - in the face of the knights on the horses, any act of fighting in the open field was a kind of stupidity.

Lady's lips twitched slightly, she was about to speak, but the bandit leader's gaze did not fall on her at all - the tall back obscured the silver moonlight, looking at the broad shoulders, Lady's heart inexplicably welled up with a sense of relief.

When times of danger, this godly bandit leader will always be the first to appear in front of her.

Only, why did those knights attack them? Radia pricked up her ears to listen to the movement outside, except for the wind in the woods and the sound of horses' hooves.

Radia wondered - things in the world never happen for no reason. Even if you fight, you have to have a reason. Is it robbery?

But they're not a good place to start. From the first day Ladia came to the Ampton mines, she came into close contact with these rumored hateful bandits, but found that this group was far from what she imagined - whether it was Glo, Oliver, or Scott, there were so many people up and down the whole bandit group, they didn't have much wealth at all, from the clothes on their bodies to the weapons in their hands, they were just some very cheap items, and they had never pursued luxury. These so-called "bandits" are essentially just a group of commoners of the kingdom who are surviving in the troubled times.

The blonde maiden knight appeared in front of the house, and Radia could see the comer through the bright frost of the silver moon. This was not the only one who came, behind the girl, there were also two young knights, with a calm posture and extraordinary decoration, but the gaze that looked at them was only cold and disgusted.

The ice-blue eyes made contact with the eyes of the young knight in the front, and it seemed that the struggle in her heart had finally been decided—Radia bit her lower lip and pulled out the staff from her arms.

It wasn't the Staff of the Dead Rotting Bone, but the one she had used to be—the jewel on the head of the staff grew brighter and brighter as the incantation in her mouth sang.

There is no such thing as a restraint in Miss Mage's teachings.

The white sword flashed in front of his eyes, and the cabinets, wooden chairs, and all the old furniture that had been used as temporary barriers were reduced to pieces in an instant. Alyssa Cecilia, a reserve member of the Iris Knights and a staunch believer in the Divine Radiance, stepped into the flying sawdust.

She was greeted by a thick log that had been shot in, the material from which the owner of the house had planned to make new furniture.

Miss Knight gracefully turned her body sideways, her arms swinging swiftly in silence, and the sword pointed between the two red rays in front of her.

Her target was none other than Glo, and in her eyes, she saw not a living bandit leader, but a pale, tall skeleton.

The skeleton's reaction was unreasonably swift, the blade of the knight's sword in his hand had not yet been cut off, Alyssa's had already felt the sharp breath, and the hilt of the sword was transferred from her right hand to her left hand, the knight's steps were brisk, and the direction of the sword blade remained unchanged.