Randster stood in front of Lord Damien, and the faces of the two men were a little too grim. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The Lord of the North County flipped through the shabby diary that Lanster had brought back to the Lord's Mansion page after page, and the strength in his hand unconsciously became more and more intense.

Then he slammed the diary in his hand against the wall, his fat body heaving violently with heavy gasps.

"In Mara's name, I'll kill these damn bastards!" Damien cursed through gritted teeth, apparently what had happened in the North County during this period of time had made the lord feel that he had been completely humiliated.

"I'll contact Mage Loris and the Queen Guard of the Northern Fortress right away, and they'll definitely come to my aid." The lord of the northern county picked up a quill pen dipped in ink and began to write a message on the strip of cloth on the table.

"How long will it take for them to arrive? We don't have much time left. Randster asked, now that Andy in the temple could come to Northshire as a lich at any time, he didn't want to wait for reinforcements to come and collect his own body.

Damien looked out the window at the twilight sky, and frowned.

"According to this kind of weather, it is estimated that the pigeons will not be able to fly to the northern fortress until midnight, and if they come here, at the latest, until dawn."

"We can't count on reinforcements for the time being, and we have to rely on ourselves next." Lancet pressed his hands on the table, his eyes fixed on the hesitant Damien on the other side, "Send troops, Lord Damien." ”

The Lord of the North County sat in his chair expressionlessly and said nothing.

Damien hesitated, he knew that he could mobilize no more than twenty people in the entire lord's mansion now, and this had to count the wounded who had been wounded in the battle with those ghosts a while ago.

As a pragmatic lord, he never fought a battle without a chance of winning.

"Not long ago, the queen mage of the Northern Fortress transferred the overseer of the Northern County, Loris, and he was accompanied by one hundred of my most elite soldiers." Damien said helplessly, "You also saw that there are only a dozen people in the entire lord's mansion now, and there are no more. ”

"That's why you refused?" Lancet asked indifferently. He expected that the other party would hesitate, but he didn't expect to be rejected outright.

"I can't send all the soldiers to the battlefield, and if the defenses here are weak, do you guarantee that the cultists won't take the opportunity to kill here?"

Damien's consideration was not unreasonable, if the people of the Horn of Dread attacked this place after they had gone out of their nest, the chances of the Lord's Mansion being captured were really high.

"My wife and son are still here, and I have to keep them safe." The Lord of the North County said calmly.

"If you want to protect your family, you don't care about the people of the entire North County?" The female mage couldn't help but open her mouth and mock when she heard this.

"I didn't ignore them, ma'am." The Lord of the North County did not change his face in the face of the female mage's cynicism, "I said that reinforcements would arrive before dawn. ”

"You can go." Damien then ordered the two to be evicted.

Lancet and Moria turned and walked to the door, and Damien's voice was heard behind them.

"I advise you not to startle the snake and cherish your life."

……

Mauria was sullen all the way, and Lancet was thinking about what to do next.

In fact, the safest way now is to leave the North County, as long as they leave this area, their safety can be temporarily guaranteed.

But the unfortunate thing is that no matter which way they go, it won't work.

If they walked south, that is, returned the same way, then they would be one step closer to Chenxing City, and the mage eye of Chenxing City's mage tower would definitely easily detect the existence of the two of them.

And if she went north, she would need the pass signed by Damien himself, otherwise the queen's guards would not let her cross the line easily.

The most important point is the female mage beside Lanster, she will never let Lanster leave like this.

Instead of waiting here for reinforcements, it's better to do something on your own.

Thinking of this, Lancet made up his mind.

"Moria, are you ready for your spells?" He turned to the female mage beside him.

Moriah looked at Lancet with some confusion and nodded unconsciously.

"What do you want to do?" She vaguely guessed what Lanster was going to do next.

"Go to the temple and take them to the nest."

……

The Church of the Temple of Mara is easily recognizable, and the pointed roof of the church can be seen over the hill where the sawmill is located.

Far away from there, the two chose to walk, and they came into the bushes near the entrance of the church, and found that the gate was closed, and there was not even a shadow of a person outside.

Rance pulled out the claw ring in his arms, which he was going to use for his next plan.

"Wait for me here." He said a word to the female mage, and swaggered to the door of the church, patting the wooden door in front of him.

Soon the door opened from the inside, revealing a middle-aged man wrapped tightly.

"Who are you?" He asked in an ugly voice.

Lancet didn't speak, just put the claw ring in the palm of his hand and handed it to the man in front of him.

After seeing the ring, the man opened half the door and motioned for Lancet to hurry in.

Upon entering the gate was the foyer of the church, and when Ranster glanced around, he saw that there were only two ordinary black-robed worshippers and no one else.

Just now, the black-robed cultist led him to the corner of the entrance hall and pointed to the long sword he was carrying behind him.

"Weapons unloaded." The cultist kicked the wooden crate on the ground, motioning for Rand to throw his weapon into the crate on the ground.

"Is it necessary?" He clasped his hands on his chest, not in the slightest intention of picking up the weapon behind him.

"Put it in now! I won't say it a third time! The black-robed cultist said in a cold voice, reaching behind his back with his right hand to touch the dagger on his waist.

Lancet showed a sneer, his hands quickly raised, grabbed the other party's neck and twisted it hard, only to hear a "click", the disciple's neck was directly turned one hundred and eighty degrees.

The sound had clearly alarmed the other cultist, and he stood up and ran inside, only to be dragged back by Lancet with a lightning hook before he could take a few steps.

Quickly taking out the creature with his sword, Lancet hid the bodies of the two disciples in a wooden crate where his weapons and equipment were stored.

"Call Moria, come in." Lancet signaled Eddard, and a moment later the mage pushed open the door and walked in.

"You're really neat." The female mage glanced at the corpse hidden beneath the wooden crate, and with a wave of her hand, the remaining blood on the ground disappeared.