Patin looked at Julius, at the boy who had suddenly appeared and stood up with courage that bordered on stupidity and recklessness. "I told you when I was in the village that you should value your life and not squander it. ”

His admonition to Julius at the exit of the village is now being used again—only in a completely different way. Julius is still the same teenager who only has courage but no self-knowledge, and Patin is no longer a protector, but a perpetrator.

These noble knights, standing with the mercenaries, became murderers, even if they didn't do it directly.

Julius glared at Patin fiercely, and there was no more admiration for the knight, only anger and spit. "Don't pretend, you hypocrite! you're no different from these murderers, if not worse!" he threw all the stones in his hand at Pattin. Patin didn't dodge, the stones scurrying past him or landing in the dirt at his feet. Some mercenaries were hit by Julius's inaccurate stones, and they were scolded again, looking at their appearance, they had the intention of dismantling this stinky boy who didn't know the height of the sky.

"You're going to die here, boy. "Because of your unspeakable kindness." ”

After Julius finished throwing the stone, he groped around the headless mercenary and found a dagger and held it tightly in his hand. He wanted to pick up the mercenary's sword, but he could only pick it up, and could not wield the piece of iron, so he retreated and took only the dagger: even a weak child like him could kill people if he used the right method.

But no one thought he could make a difference. His appearance only surprised the people present a little, and did not affect the overall situation, just the corpse of another teenager. If Julius had an epitaph after his death, it would have been "a stupid boy who had no courage and no strategy, and who died miserably." ”

"You have no power, you can't kill a single person. They will make you worse than dead, and use your pain to drink. ”

"This lord, we are about to die together, we are companions who are going to meet the god of death together, can you treat me better?"

Julius's words made Olga look at him a little. Olga saw the nervousness and fear on Julius' face, and her lips trembled slightly. But he had no intention of escaping, and looked at death as if he were home.

This boy has the consciousness that he is going to die here.

"Alright then, let's be companions after we die. Olga laughed.

Julius held the dagger in both hands, the tip of the dagger pointing forward, "With the lives of the two of us, this young lady should be able to escape, right?"

"Run?" said Romeona, "where can you run, and choose a more suitable place to be buried?"

Olga also understands that this time, whether it is him or her, it is more than lucky, and there is not much luck to speak of. But only now, he wants to make himself like Julius next to him, with only a courage to face what will happen next, and no longer think about superfluous things - only when his mind is free of distractions, can he kill more people. The fewer people on the other side, the more likely Luo Miona is to escape, even if it is only a few more slim chances.

Gris, who had been silent, suddenly laughed, and the giant axe in his hand was carried back to his shoulder, "What a courage, stinky boy." If my rice bucket had half the guts of yours, my mercenary group wouldn't have to do this kind of thing to mess around. It's a pity that you're going to die today at the hands of these knights who helped you. He turned and shouted to his men, "Pack your things, wipe the blood off your weapons, and we're going to leave this place and head north!"

The mercenaries were stunned for a moment, and then Gris's shouted again, and finally reacted, and ran to the carriage, hanging everything they could take with them, or carrying large bags of goods. Seeing them like this, they did not intend to return to the King's Castle - it is not surprising that they had committed such a crime, and by the time they did this, they no longer intended to stay in the King's Castle, where the sea breeze blew all the year round. They prefer the dry north wind of their hometown to the cold and wet sea breeze.

This sudden turn of events surprised Olga and them, and not only them, but Patin frowned as well.

"It's not the same as when I said it was good. Patin got in front of Gris, who was sandwiched between him and Olga. "You and your mercenaries dispose of them all, and then leave the King's Castle and return to the north, where we will not set foot again, and we will bring back the bodies of these unfortunate people, claiming that they were the work of robbers, for which we will plead to the Church and to the House of Mulenin. You agreed to take on this role, and now you want to give up?"

When Patin was talking to Gris, most of his attention was still on Olga and the others, and if Olga made any moves, he would act immediately. Olga could certainly feel Patin's calm, determined, sharp gaze, and he would not hesitate if he had any intention of running away with Romeona. And it was not only Padin who was here, but among the surrounding church knights, there were men with bows and crossbows. These warriors, who are both knights and marksmen, will undoubtedly not hold back - everyone here is here for the life of Romeona, and there is no room for negotiation.

Under the siege of Patin's and a group of knights who wield bows and crossbows, how long could he protect Romeona? Olga estimated that he had no chance of winning, and that Julius, who had come to help him, was just a burden and a corpse.

Gris touched his chin, the stubble on his chin as hard as a needle, and he touched and touched, "I've killed enough people today, and it's all because of your concealment. He carried the great axe in his right hand, and his left hand reached out and poked it in Pattin's breastplate, "What does it mean that I have only made money in this shady deal, but I have lost five men who are loyal to me? No, of course you don't know, you noble knights who don't want to get your hands dirty, you only care about the ridiculous faith that you think you can fill your stomach with faith. ”

"The reward you've gotten, plus this additional plunder, has been able to form a hundred-strong mercenary group," Patin didn't have the slightest stage fright in the face of Gris's aggressiveness, "You've gotten enough, and now you tell me that you're going to stop?"

Gris's face was fierce one second, and the next was full of smiles—even if it was full of malice. He patted Pattin's shoulder in an affectionate tone, "I've been kind enough to leave the feast for you and the Church Knights, and my men and I are too full to eat." Gris patted his stomach as if he had really eaten it. "It's time to leave the meat to you, so that your master doesn't see that you also have signs of contribution, how can you ask for credit?"

Is Gris so kind? Of course not. He just didn't want to lose any more people. He wouldn't mind putting the finishing touches on this one without Olga, the man who had easily slaughtered five of his men. But now that the situation has changed, whether or not these damn church knights deliberately concealed this important information, now that things have become such a grim situation of confrontation, he will no longer be cannon fodder for these knights. He, Gris, would love to be an executioner for others, but he would never be cannon fodder. Anyway, the reward had already been received before leaving the King's Castle, and with the loot obtained in the convoy, it was a considerable amount of money after finding a place to get rid of it. Patin said that he would be able to make the mercenary group bigger after this harvest, and he was right.

"You're breaking the contract. Pattin's face was a little ugly.

Gris laughed and walked past Pattin, who didn't stand in his way anymore. "It wasn't me who signed the contract, but you, the noble Silver Knight. A Knight of the Church of Light who has signed a contract with a mage of the Holy Spirit Cult - no, a former Knight of the Church of Light. After saying this, Gris continued to laugh, and the laughter was full of mockery.

"I'll report this to the church. Patin pulled out the sword that hung from his waist. The long sword in the scabbard made of cowhide was exposed to the air, and the cross-shaped hilt and silver-white sword body looked dazzling, not at all like a murder weapon, but more like a ceremonial sword.

Since Gris doesn't plan to continue to do it, he, as the leader of this operation, can only do it himself.

"Whatever you want. Griss didn't care at all. He was ready to go back to the north, and who would care about the voice of a Holy Spirit Cult cowering in the King's Castle, as struggling as the Twin Eagle Empire? His faith was in the Church of Light, not this heresy.

Olga became even more nervous when she saw Patin draw her sword. "Miss, stinky boy, hide behind a tree. He shouted to the two men behind him. Julius, who had been in a state of nervousness and panic, went around the back of the tree, and seeing that Romeona did not react, he looked completely stunned, and quickly pulled her behind the tree and blocked behind him.

"I'm sorry, but it's time to wrap it up. "Patin held the sword in both hands, swung the sword, and the sword flashed—

- The blade landed on the back of Gris's neck.

The sword sank into Gris's thick neck, and then the blade was stuck halfway and could no longer advance. Gris's reaction was not fast enough, and when the blade sliced his throat, he used the energy and tense muscles in his body, which barely allowed Patin to shave his head away.

He barely reacted, but Patin's speed was faster. Since he couldn't cut off Gris's head in the first place, he wouldn't have fought in such a place - he immediately drew his sword and slashed down Gris's back to the heart.

Gris was unable to defend himself against the sword with his strong flesh. Pattin's sword pierced his heart, and the blade of the sword emerged from his chest. When Patin drew his sword, the axe on Gris's shoulder fell to the ground, and he covered his neck with his hand, but the blood was not stopping, and the wound on his chest stained half of his body red.

All of this happened in a matter of seconds. Olga's sword was fast, capable of killing four mercenaries in an instant, and Pattin's sword was also fast, faster, more powerful, and more stealthy than Olga's—so he cleanly knocked a strong man who had touched the silver class to the ground.

As soon as Padin drew his sword, he aimed it at Olga and them, "Don't act rashly, I'm confident that my sword is as fast as yours, if not faster...... Mr. Olga. ”

It all happened too suddenly, too quickly, more unexpectedly than the convoy being raided and slaughtered by the mercenaries. Moreover, Pattin's movements were very fast, and after solving Gris, he immediately aimed his sword at Olga, so that Olga could not have the idea of luck.

Patin's sudden sneak attack was a signal that all the knights were on the move. The Church Knights, who had been blind to the massacre from beginning to end, began to attack the mercenaries who had not yet figured out what was going on.

Most of the people were slashed to the ground before they could react, and some of the clever ones wanted to flee when they saw that the situation was not good, and then they were killed by the knights guarding the perimeter with short bows and crossbows. Without the boss of Gris, the mercenaries are just a rabble. At most, they are only mercenaries of the bronze rank, and they are no match for the knights who are all of the black iron class.

The siege of the mercenaries soon ended. The knights finally walked into this blood-soaked place and stabbed the mercenaries who were not yet dead to death with their swords one by one. The assault on the mercenaries began abruptly and ended quickly—just as quickly as the mercenaries slaughtered the squires of the convoy.

In this short period of time, there were two killings, dozens of people died. The leather armor of the mercenaries was stained with the blood of the squires, and the armor of the knights of the church was stained with the blood of the mercenaries.

Only the paddin is still clean. The chain mail on his body was shiny and unclean.

Leo Pastin, the knight of the Church, the young and promising knight, and the deputy leader of the team this time, came to Pattin's side. There wasn't much blood on his body, but the sword in his hand was dripping with the blood of a mercenary. He saluted Patin and said, "These despicable and shameless robbers who have dealt with the servants of the House of Mulenin, the innocent and good people, and the poor Miss Romeona, have all been destroyed. With that, he looked at Olga, at Romeona, who had been pulled behind a tree by Julius. Romeona's eyes were blank, and if she wasn't breathing, she looked like a dead man.

"Poor Miss Romeona, unwilling to be humiliated to death by these savage and despicable mercenaries, committed suicide - it was a remiss of our church knights to fail to save her. Leo continued. Romeona has neither killed herself nor died, but in his words, she is already equivalent to a dead man. When he said this, his face did not change at all, as if he was saying something that had happened and was taken for granted.

"I am guilty of the same sin as you, Leo. Patin said, his sword still pointed at Olga. "A faithful old man and a brave young man wanted to protect Miss Romeona, but the old man was outnumbered, and the young man was weak, and the two died miserably...... Someone will remember these two faithful and brave warriors. When Patin said this, it was as if he were pronouncing the death of Olga and Julius.

The surrounding knights had already gathered around, and unlike the timid mercenaries, they had a determined gaze and were well armed, and their bows and crossbows were already aimed at Olga.

"I see, that's what happened......" Olga figured something out as she watched the events unfold in front of her. "Unknown betrothed, badly rated mercenaries, hasty travels, sparsely populated routes...... These are all planned in advance. None of this is an accident, it is bound to happen. ”

"These mercenaries will be chosen, and not just because they are some despicable people. "The believers of the Church of Light killed the believers of the Church of the Holy Spirit...... This would be a sensational thing in King's Castle. ”

Olga remembered that these gruff mercenaries did call themselves the Faith Warriors of the Church of Light, and that they had caused some trouble in the city because of it—that's why they had been chosen, and why they would die here. In this place far from the Church of Light's sphere of influence, no one cares about their life or death, and their notoriety will be a good bargaining chip for the Church of the Holy Spirit to attack the Church of Light.

After Patin said this, he looked at Julius, who was peeking out from behind the tree, "Everything went according to plan, and the only accident was the death of one more innocent person." As I told you, my son, your courage will kill you, but at least I can let you die with a good name. The people of the village will know that you gave your life to save a poor noble lady, even if it didn't work out. ”

"Don't be a hypocrisy, hypocrite!" Julius shouted at Pattin, rather angry, "you despicable fellow who stabbed someone in the back, you are not a knight at all, you are a devil!"

Perhaps, Padding thought to herself, this may indeed be the case.

"So, is that why my father gave me a white flower when he said goodbye to me?" and the fresh flowers were laid down on the coffin prepared for me, and the grave was dug up, the tombstone was chiseled, and everything was ready...... All that's missing is my death. ”

Romeona was a clever girl with a quick brain, and now it seemed that being smart was not a good thing, especially if it didn't allow her to survive this murder. Her face was already pale, but now it was almost bloodless, and she could faintly see the tiny blood vessels and green tendons under her skin.

Olga was furious and saddened by Romeona. The poor girl had lost her mother at an early age, and her father was the head of the Mulenin family, with many children and a ruthless heart, and it never seemed to him that he deserved more care. Her mother was just a commoner with no identity, which made Romeona never be taken seriously at home, and was often bullied and ridiculed by her so-called relatives. No one will stand up for her, no one will protect her, no one will love her.

She was sacrificed and placed on the altar of murder and intrigue, in which even her father participated.

"Lay down your arms, Mr. Olga. "As you know, there's no chance you'll survive today. These knights are on a mission to do this at the cost of getting their hands dirty, and I, for the fulfillment of an inescapable contract. ”

"I can take Miss Romeona to the north and swear never to return to this place of filth. Olga said, "You will be dead to us." ”

"Do you even want to take this impulsive teenager with you?" Patin was unfazed by Olga's proposal, "you know it's impossible. We must bring back Miss Romena's body. The head of the Mu Lai Ning family said that he hoped that his daughter would have a decent death and funeral. ”

Hearing this, Romeona didn't have much grief, but her heart was unexpectedly calm, and she even thought that the meaning of her existence in the family might be for this kind of thing - whether it was used as a bargaining chip for marriage or a sacrifice for conspiracy, she was very suitable to use it. She is a consumable, a pawn that can be sacrificed without hesitation.

"It looks like you're going to die today. Olga's face grim, "Before I fall, I'll let you despicable fellows go to hell with me." ”

"Olga, run away. Romeona said to Olga, "You can escape, leave me alone." ”

"I've escaped many times in my life, miss. Olga smiled, "I'm old enough to run anymore." ”