As a result, the last remaining balance of the situation on the ground was completely tilted. Arroyo stood in front of his team and examined Baron Singer for a moment, then walked forward to Ferrandon's side, and once again persuaded Singler: "Put an end to this, Singer, you are at the end of your rope. ”

Although he himself really wanted to stab this dead fat man who could even put his head on the table with a sword, but considering the various forces behind him, Arroyo still restrained his inner impulse and tried his best to deal with this matter in the most rational way.

He believed that if he replaced his current self with Raymond, most of the hateful scum in front of him would have fallen in a pool of blood.

"Don't come here, bastard, stay away from me!" Baron Singler yelled at Arroyo with a pale face, stepped back with trembling feet, and threw a ring from his finger as if he were mad.

The brutal lord who had ruled Bunigs for several years seemed to be genuinely afraid of Arroyo's murder against him, but he would not give in. The ring that had been removed from his finger swirled a few times in the middle of the passage, and then Ferrandon flew to the wall beside him with a sword in his hand, making a crisp "ding" sound.

"Singler, don't think I dare not kill you." Hearing the crisp sound of the ring falling to the ground, Arroyo continued to take a step forward without blinking, and said coldly to Baron Singler past Ferrandon, while also drawing his usual short sword from the leather sheath at his waist.

He walked towards Singler step by step, and the fear on Baron Singler's face grew stronger.

Ferrandon stood still watching the approaching two, and Freire stood in front of a queue of a dozen militiamen brought by Arroyo, quietly listening to it. Suddenly, just as Arroyo was about to walk in front of Singler, Baron Singler's eyes widened, and the fear on his face suddenly turned into a hideous grin, and he raised his hand to the ring that had been blocked by Ferrandon's sword and flew to the edge of the wall of the secret passage, shouting: "Come out, my knight!" Kill him! ”

His shouting made Arroyo and Ferrandon stunned at the same time, and the thief youth and the red-haired blood-born girl immediately turned their heads in the direction of the ring at the same time, and then saw the ring that fell on the wall glowed with a azure light, and then a cloud of dark smoke came out, and a silver-armored knight surrounded by black fog walked out of the huge black fog with a broadsword in his hand, as if stepping from the void.

The black-mist-shrouded knight in silver armor happened to appear next to Arroyo just a step away. Ferrandon's gaze had caught the knight's movements, and she wanted to rush to Arroyo's side immediately, but she saw the knight in silver armor raise his sword at a faster speed and slash it into Arroyo's shoulder, which was too late to be prepared.

"Hmm-" With a muffled grunt, Arroyo immediately clutched his shoulders and fell down in front of the knight.

"Arroyo!"

"Hahaha! Deserve! Deserve! ”

Ferrandon opened his mouth wide, despair in his eyes. Baron Singel clenched his fists, his expression revealing immense excitement.

The Silver-Armored Knight's face was obscured by the fully enclosed helmet, and the wounded young thief could not see his expression hidden behind the helmet even if he looked up, but only saw the knight raise his cold steel boots and stomp on his chest, and raised the tip of the broadsword with both hands downward, ready to deliver a fatal final blow.

The fate of the thief youth was about to end under the knight's sword, but at this moment, the blind half-elf poet Frell suddenly took a step forward with the cane under his palm, and shouted loudly to the silver-armored knight surrounded by black mist: "Knight, knight of the green vine, stop the sword in your hand and remember where the blood on your sword comes from!" ”

His voice sounded inexplicable to others, but the next moment miraculously stopped the knight's movements. The knight in silver armor hesitated, as if guided by Freel's words, he lowered his head and carefully looked at the silver broadsword stained with Arroyo's blood in his hand, and then like a puppet controlled by the line, he recalled the memory of the shell seal little by little, and instantly trembled slightly, as if he wanted to break free from something.

"This, how is this possible?" Seeing that something was wrong with the knight in silver armor, Baron Singler suddenly realized something, and his voice became as trembling as the armor on the knight's body, "This is impossible, how is this possible, didn't Gascoll say that he had already taken care of the ring...... But why is this happening? ”

He shuddered words that he couldn't understand, and the armor on the Silver Knight's body then glowed with an azure halo, dispelling all the black mist around his body, and one couldn't help but think of a word to describe the scene.

Cleanse.

As if guided, hinted, or enlightened by some kind of guidance, the knight in silver armor purified himself, fading away the obnoxious black fog and revealing his original appearance of holy beauty.

Arroyo lay at the knight's feet, staring in amazement at the guy who had been summoned from the ring by Singer, but who had suddenly lost his hostility to himself.

The knight in silver armor was silent for a long time, looked down at Arroyo for two seconds, then withdrew the steel boots that were on Arroyo's chest, and turned to look at Baron Singel, who was already so panicked that he could no longer breathe evenly.

"Get out, get out of here! Don't come near me! As if he knew something, Baron Singler immediately retreated, staring at the silver-armored knight with great fear, and then turned around and ran wildly into the depths of the secret passage.

The lord of Boenigs was so fat that his running posture was particularly funny in everyone's sight, and he was out of breath with every step.

Arroyo turned his head, and was about to shout "Don't let him run", when out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the silver-armored knight beside him holding the silver broadsword in his hand in his backhand, holding the weapon in his hand on his shoulder in a standing position with a bent stride, and his eyes were aimed at Baron Singler's back through several gaps in the eyes of his helmet.

In the next second, the silver broadsword was thrown out of his hand like a sharp javelin, and the sword shot out in the air with a cold sound of "whoosh" breaking the wind, and a terrible scream was immediately squeezed out of Singler's throat, so that everyone present could see that the sword had pierced through the fat baron's chest and back.

The Lord of Boniguez's pupils dilated, looked down in disbelief at his heart that had been pierced by the blade, and then turned back with all the strength of his body. However, the knight in silver armor didn't wait long before ignoring everyone's astonished gaze and approaching him, reaching out and gently retracting the broadsword that had pierced his back.

"Poof—"

A bloody arrow shot out in response, and Baron Singel rolled his eyes, and suddenly fell to the ground like a puddle of mud...... (To be continued.) )