Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThe verdant lawns are dotted with colorful wildflowers, and the occasional look out can be seen in the distance with the smoke of the villages scattered across the vast plains, and the fresh air after the rain, such a laid-back idyllic scene is almost enchanting......

However, at this time, the fugitive Duke Lan Dun did not have the slightest interest in appreciating the beautiful scenery, and it was probably not enough to describe the entanglement and fear in his heart

With arrogance and ambition, he blatantly betrayed the human camp and formed an alliance with demons, and led his own army to the imperial capital, he and his followers around him were convinced that his soldiers who were armed to the teeth, and the Knights of Thorns, who thought that they could use their strength to earn a greater voice for themselves, unfortunately, the cruel reality gave the confident Duke a slap in the face

First, the infantry under the superior strength was severely taught a lesson by the heavy infantry of the other party, and then the knight regiment that was established with a huge amount of money was beaten by the other party's punishment knight to almost annihilation, no matter how thick-skinned he was, at this time, recalling the ridicule and accusations of Countess Trinas in the Southern Lord's Council, Duke Landun had to admit that maybe he had made a wrong decision at the wrong time

It's just a pity that there is no regret medicine to take in any world, and only in this predicament now, the Duke who originally thought that he could control everything has the slightest remorse, and can only hope that the group of demons has the most basic qualities and can abide by the content of the contract, as for the imperial capital and the supreme right? At least at this stage, the Duke no longer dares to ask for extravagance......

It took almost a whole day to abandon everything with the remnants of the defeated army, and after abandoning all the infantry, the Duke and the others finally arrived at Fort Gale, which was once glorious but now a ruined wall

Exhausted from the inside out, coupled with the fact that they had finally escaped the pursuit of the Knights of Punishment, the team, which had shrunk to several hundred, finally had a chance to rest

After the order was issued, they scattered in twos and threes, and the nobles and knights who had fallen crooked near the ruins and the base of the walls, even though their clothes and armor were still gorgeous, could not hide their expressions of decadence mixed with remorse

Barely maintaining the superficial majesty, Lan Dun must do so even if his heart is tormented, the rest of these people are the last guarantee of whether he can return safely, maybe the people who once held the power are more afraid of this loss of control than ordinary people......

In the shelter from the ruins, a few remaining knights of the thorns carefully lit a bonfire, then picked up a few branches to build a shelf and hung a simple marching pot, took off the water bladder and carefully poured the little clean drinking water into it

Silently watching the busyness of the people around him, Duke Lan Dun sat in the corner with his eyes seemingly out of focus, just watching the flames grow from small to large in a daze, happily licking the bottom of the pot with a slight "crackling" sound, no one could guess what he was thinking......

After a long silence, a thorn knight stirred up the sticky food and licked his lips, but still put out some of them first, and walked towards the Duke of Landun

"Your Excellency...... You can barely eat a little because you have discarded the wagons and all the baggage, but in any case you still have millions of people and wealth in the south, and we are confident that you will be able to lead us out of the predicament in front of us......"

Reluctantly showing a smiling face, Lan Dun slowly took the soup bowl handed by the other party

"Thank you Enrique, huh...... Others too, believe me, when we get back I will re-assemble the Knights of the Thorns, a larger and better armed army, and perhaps you can lead them for me! ”

A few simple words of vague promises and bait made the faces of several knights nearby, including Enrique, unable to help but show ecstasy, and the fatigue on their bodies seemed to be swept away, and everyone swore to Duke Randun and showed loyalty to them......

"A bunch of idiots ......"

Nodding with satisfaction, Lan Dun's spirit was much better after drinking two sips of sticky soup, but none of the excited knights around him heard his faint muttering

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Gray, with some stray and tattered robes at the edges, the wide hood obscuring almost all of Marcel's face, except for the corners of the mouth that were exposed and pulled upwards in a less obvious arc, as if mocking or disdainful

Behind the resting place of Lan Dun and the others, the towering bell tower of Fort Gale once looked a little dilapidated, and the black marks and tattered body after the fire seemed to silently tell the brutality of the invaders

The corpses of hundreds of demons-slain soldiers and civilians lay inside its long and narrow body, and the dried bones occasionally made the scalp tingle and creep in the breeze

No one knew how Massel, who was standing quietly at the top, felt when he saw this, but anyone who knew him well would be surprised to find that the dagger that had once been inseparable from his body was now gone, and the two cylindrical sharp and narrow blades were hidden in the cuffs of his robes, and from time to time the golden light flashed in the setting sun......

"I'm really a bad guy who is easily influenced by the outside world...... As a dancer on the tip of a knife, it has been a long time since he had used such wild means to act except when he was young, Lan Dun...... You control the supreme power, and you can call the wind and rain to decide the life and death of the common people, and the humble me, alone, has no power or power, but! I hold your life and death in my hands! ”

Arms gracefully spread to the sides of the body, like the wings of a falcon, Marcel took a deep breath of the somewhat corrupt air and slowly raised his head, facing the sunset under the hood of the eyes gently closed, the face of the ancient well Bubo face lost the previous elegant smile......

Suddenly, his closed eyes opened instantly, and Marcel's feet pressed the ground, and the whole person stretched out his body like a falcon in its predation, jumping down from the top of the bell tower......

The wind is howling

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Putting down the soup bowl with unfinished content, Duke Lan Dun subconsciously licked the remaining soup at the corner of his mouth, he was in a high position, even if he was in a high position, he was extremely luxurious even when he went out on the expedition, but at this moment he felt that these thick things mixed with dough and jerky in front of him were the most delicious food in the world, well, there was no one!

Just as he was a little worried about missing his daughter who was alone in the southern territory, the experience of licking blood from the knife of the pirate when he was young suddenly made the duke have no reason to have a trace of palpitations, and before he could turn his head, with the movement of the heavy object falling to the ground, there were two cries of pain that were suddenly cut off by his side

The neck slowly turned like a stiff rotten wood, and the sight that caught the eyes of Duke Landun almost stopped his heart beating, and a strange man with a hood on his head knelt quietly on one knee, his slender arms stretched out to the sides protruding from the back of his hand with two strange weapons, and the tip of the weapon was now stabbing in the throats of Enrique and another knight, and blood was slowly oozing out

"Knock ......"

The two knights who lost their last trace of vitality fell down at the same time with a blank and last attachment in their eyes, and the death of their companions and the strange man made the remaining knights have a momentary and unreal stunned for a while, and the remaining ten people, including Lan Dun, did not even draw their weapons for the first time

At this moment, the man who had killed the two powerful knights in an instant slowly straightened his body again, and he wore a hood and bowed slightly towards Lan Dun

"We cultivate the darkness, but occasionally serve the light, hello Lord Duke, I am Marcel, and of course, at the end of your life I prefer you to call me - the Angel of Death!"

With his arms crossed, the golden light of the Hidden Blade flickered again......