The assassin looked at the two people who were knocked down by the sudden golden thunder, and his originally cold eyes were full of sluggishness at the moment. Since people who dare to do such a thing as killing nobles and their close relatives, they naturally do not believe in gods.

But apart from the gods, how can they explain the situation in front of them? Would those evil magicians use such sacred thunder and lightning? Unbeknownst to the Assassins, according to the sermons of the priests, people like him would inevitably fall into hell after death, and their souls would be called the playthings of those demons, and they would eventually be devoured.

Because they don't believe, they don't fear. But once the seeds of reverence begin to sprout, the panic in the heart spreads like WWW.UUXS.CC a weed. The Assassin looked up at the two hollows on top of him, and drew a cross on his chest in the most standard posture of his life.

"May the Merciful Lord forgive my sins, Amen"

As a witch, Madame Butterfly, of course, can't stand it. When the Assassins were first chosen, it could be said that they were chosen by a thousand people. And this young man, with his strong will and good skill, also succeeded in gaining the trust of the counts. But what's going on now, isn't it just two thunderbolts, why are they scared like this?

Madame Butterfly would not admit it, even though the two thunderbolts were not directed at her. But when the thunderbolt melted off the top of the castle and rushed towards the knight and the earl, she was also pale with fright.

"We are doing the right thing, and even if the Lord sees it, He will praise you for your righteous deeds. You see, the Lord's thunder didn't hurt only those two heretics, but it didn't hurt us in the slightest, and we will write history. ”

The so-called writing history in the mouth of Mrs. Butterfly is naturally the real writing of history. On a certain day of the month, the Earl of Ormond and the Earl of Connaught drew their swords during a verbal altercation, and the Earl of Connaught was killed. But the perpetrator was not better, and prostrate himself to the ground under the thunder of the Lord. And before Count Connaught died, he handed over his own qiē to his own attendant, that is, his nephew Yiqiē, who looked so good.

The Assassin was the nephew of Count Connaught.

"Yes, it's all for Connaught," the Assassin muttered, as if this simple phrase had become the man's spiritual pillar. He shook off the beads of blood from his dagger and crouched down in front of the twitching Earl Ormond.

The Earl was worthy of the title of Lion, and although he was immobilized by the magic electricity, he still barely opened his eyes and stared at the betrayer, as if he intended to stop his next atrocity in this way.

"Go to Hell and repent, you sinner." When the assassin tried to plunge the short sword into the earl's chest, he saw a flash of black light in front of him, and a huge force struck, and the short sword was already out of his hand. The Assassin hurriedly looked up, only to see Sinloth carefully playing with his dagger with a whip in his hand.

[There is an atrocity in front of your eyes, and you can choose to stop it or not.] It doesn't matter to you. However, the truth is not only that]

[1. Judging from today's situation, it doesn't seem that it is difficult for Duke Ed to fulfill his wish. Even though we are allies, it's not necessarily a good thing for me. Van Zhuo would later be in the hands of Ellie, and a strong duke would not allow a powerful count to appear under his command. As a woman, Ellie has countless disadvantages and my strength is not able to do anything about it. But at least I can nail a nail in the coffin before that worst outcome. I've heard about the power of Stockholm disease for a long time, but now it's time to give it a try. 】

[2. I am about to kill a father, and his young daughter will suffer for the rest of her life. Even if he is unforgivable in my heart, for the sake of that pure little angel, I have decided to give him a chance that the majesty of the Imperial Code should be upheld. As a nobleman, he should die with dignity with the glory of nobility. 】

"What do you mean, Lord Fanzhuo?"

The Assassin was both surprised and annoyed by the Viscount who stopped him from doing so. At this point, he has long been unable to turn back, even if there is a sea of hell in front of him, he can only pray for the protection of the demons. Sinloth, as his accomplice, should do the same. If you don't kill Matudan now, you will only be left with endless calamities.

Instead of answering the assassin right away, Sinlos tossed the short sword in his hand up and down, watching the pleasant silver light dance in his hand. Today's events are really full of all kinds of accidents, and the plan that Hermint came up with has no chance to be carried out at all—he still suffers so hard to take potions, and plays dead so hard. But although the way is a little weird, I finally got a satisfactory answer.

So, to kill or not to kill?

"Please don't look at me like that." Sinloth retracted his short sword into his boots, his dark eyes staring at the Assassin, the Viscount's face still had a little fake blood, and the slightly melancholy expression made the Assassin trance. Just one glance blocked the assassin's next words.

The charm of up to sixteen points has once again made a meritorious contribution.

"I'm not one of those fools who like to be vanity by indiscriminating sympathy after victory." The Viscount looked directly at the assassin with a certain flickering of strange brilliance: "If this operation succeeds perfectly, as we expected, then what will we get for an Ireland united by a powerful duke." And what do you want most? ”

The Viscount's words were undoubtedly sowing discord, and he was already shaking the will of the participants before the operation was successful. But the Viscount's words hit the nail on the head, the Assassin wanted a powerful Connaught, and for that reason, he was even willing to kill his own uncle, the weak Earl could not lead Connaught to strength.

Sinloth's words are entirely conjecture, but when you think about it, they are not unreasonable. After this civil strife, Duke Eddard's prestige must have soared. And the complacent Duke is so young, he obviously won't stop there. So what will he do after cleaning up his opponents?

"But you can't keep Matudan, can you?"

"Yes, but I have a good idea." Sinloth smiled and patted the assassin on the shoulder, "Take action, my friend, although you have just managed to deal with a weakling, their arrival has ruined our plans for the rest of the work in Connaught's territory, and we can't help you." ”

Although the Assassins were entitled to inherit the county, they were not the sole heirs of the count. Now that the Count is dead, it is self-evident what is left to do.

The Assassin gave Sinloth a deep look, but never said anything. The sturdy young man picked up the dead Earl Connaught on his back and ran towards the secret passage in the castle.

Witnessing the whole process, Lady Rosa kept shaking her feather fan and smiling silently. It wasn't until the Assassin left that he removed his feather fan, his bright red lips gently outlined, revealing a hint of approval.

"You're bold, Sinloth."

"Thank you, Madame, for the compliment."

The system's prompts are weird, and I don't know what I'm thinking. But Sinloth listened to the system—no matter how you look at it, both options were for him not to kill the Earl. After settling the Assassins' affairs, Sinlos had time to focus on the battle outside the castle.

A golden light flashed in Sinloth's left eye, and he already knew the situation outside. In fact, there is nothing to see, not only is there a numerical advantage on the side of Sinloth and Rosa, but there are also two Sunrise Knights and Bismarck with a magic sword. Although the other party also has masters, the so-called masters are only relative to Ireland. It's really nothing to meet the Knight of the Sun.

The flying dragons are all riding faces, how can this be lost?

And as the viscount expected, the other party was blocked by the knights in front of the castle, and Bismarck killed the leader at the beginning. After the melee under the leaderless dragons, the opponent suffered heavy damage. Facing Bismarck, who was like a demon god, he was like a no-man's land, no matter how high the morale of the other party was, it couldn't compare to the absolute difference in strength, and it still collapsed in the end.

Of course, Bismal would not let go of this good opportunity to chase and kill, and after riding Dublin's war horse, he launched a pursuit of the other party.

The winner is decided.

It's just strange, how can the anger in Bismal's body be connected, and the color is so strange gray? Sinloth speculated in his heart, but saw that for some reason Arian Heard and Mariana didn't know what to say to Bismal, and the knight nodded slightly. Instead of following the knights in pursuit of the enemy, the two female knights jumped off their horses at the same time. The two Sunrise Knights seemed to have something wrong, and they both covered their heads, as if they were a little sad.

, my wife has an accident!

Seeing Mariana covering her head with a confused look in her eyes, Xinlos felt a sudden burst in his heart, and he didn't bother to greet Rosa, but ran out of the hall directly. Fortunately, the gate of the castle had already been destroyed by the knight of the moon, so he didn't have to bother.

The battlefield of the knights was not far away, just before the castle. Shaoqing, with the fastest speed in his life, Xinluo finally rushed to his fiancée. Cinlos didn't care about the blood on Mariana's body, and he took his fiancée's shoulder, carefully checking her for any wounds.

It stands to reason that the Sunrise Knight should have the upper hand in such a skirmish. And just as Sinloth thought, although there were many white marks and blood stains on Mariana's armor, the armor as a whole was not damaged, let alone wounds. And those knights did not use any heavy weapons in a hurry.

"Great, it's okay if you're okay" I didn't usually feel anything, but at this moment, the viscount only felt a hot burst in his heart, and a scorching emotion gushed out. But when he was really about to lose, the pain and emptiness in his heart, he didn't feel like he was going to experience it a second time. In Mariana's confused eyes, Xinlos hugged her tightly: "Great, God bless us to get married, we will get married immediately!" I can't afford to lose you! ”

With a snap, in Sinloth's stunned gaze, Mariana gave him a very simple slap.

"Please respect yourself, Lord Sinloth. Even if it's you, I can't agree to this kind of marriage proposal lightly. ”

"Huh?!" Sinloth stroked his cheek with his left hand, his face full of disbelief. You know, Mariana is usually very doted on him, and she doesn't even want to say a word more. What's the matter now, I actually gave him a slap in the face.

And Arian Hurd, who had been pressing the door of his head on the side, seemed to have finally come back to his senses, but his eyes were also as confused as Mariana: "What's wrong with me, dear, I seem to be a little dizzy, how do I feel like there's a me in front of me" (pie in the sky is a good activity, cool mobile phone waiting for you!) Follow the ~ point / Chinese network public account (WeChat add friends - add public account - enter qdread can be), participate now! Everyone has a prize, now pay attention to the qdread WeChat public account! ）R1152