Gris, who had fallen to the ground, propped up his upper body, one hand on the ground, and the other on his neck. Everyone thought he was dead, but he wasn't, at least not right away. "What a good drama...... Thou art a noble knight, Patin Edgar...... "Half of his neck had been cut off, and only half of his flesh was still joined together, which made him not die so quickly, and he could still speak inarticulately. But no matter what, he was already a dying man. Padding's sneak attack was quick and completely unexpected. He was used to killing people and killing people, and he had also considered whether his mercenaries would be cut and sealed. The only thing he didn't expect was that Patin would dare to start another murder that was also premeditated in front of Olga, before this murder had completely ended. The fact that these church knights, in the name of justice, killed their mercenaries who slaughtered their squires became less unexpected.

"Your change of heart has left me with no choice. "The original plan was for you to die a few more of you, including you, and then to bury you with these poor people...... In the midst of this unexpected change, it is fortunate that your preparedness is not as good as you imagined. ”

"When it comes to changing hexagrams, I'm not as good as you...... Noble knight, your nobility and righteousness make me want to laugh out loud......" Gris laughed, coughing up blood, "I will be waiting for you in hell, Patin Edgar...... I would ......."

Gris didn't have a chance to say any more. Leo walked up to him and swung his sword down, slashing off his head completely. Gris's head rolled to the side, his massive body completely collapsed into the dirt, his hands and feet twitched a few times, and then fell silent.

The eldest of the mercenaries, and the last mercenary, died last. This unique mercenary leader with great strength and a strong body did not die in years of fighting and duels, but died in a sneak attack.

"The first evil is dead. Leo kicked Gris on the head to the side, allowing the knight to pick it up. He looked at Olga, at Romeona behind Olga, "Pick up the dagger, Miss Romeona." If you don't have the courage to slash a dagger through your neck, I can do it for you. ”

The pale and godless Romeona looked at Julius, and her trembling hands reached out to him.

"No, miss, I can't give you such a dangerous thing. Julius hid the dagger behind him, "This is to kill the bad guys, not to kill himself." ”

"Murder? Olga can't protect me, and the dagger is pointless in your hands. Romeona's outstretched hand did not retract it, and a bleak smile appeared on her face, "You know nothing about all this, and you put your life on the line, which is pitiful and stupid...... Surely you don't know, it's the nobles who use daggers the most - assassination, assassination, suicide...... If the blood dripping from the dagger could fill a wine glass, then most of the blood in the wine cup was noble. Now, it's time to add my blood. ”

Julius was unmoved, or he didn't understand what Romeona was saying, "I don't understand what you're saying, but I'm sure I'm not going to give you this dagger, no amount more." ”

"Miss. Olga spoke, her voice full of bitterness, "Don't listen to them, they're forcing you to kill yourself." ”

"Olga, I'm already a dead man. Romeo wiped her cheeks and wiped the blood from her face—it was someone else's blood, and it was about to freeze on her face. She wiped her cheeks, although she wiped the blood stains off, but wiped her own face, and the blood formed a strange pattern on her face, "Since it is death no matter what, at least I want to choose a death that is not too painful and not ugly." She looked around at the knights who were approaching with all sorts of weapons, and then at the dead on the ground. The place was a complete slaughterhouse, and everyone who had died died miserably, and no one died in peace. All of them had fear on their faces, their eyes wide open, and they couldn't blink a blind eye. Gris, who led the mercenaries in the slaughter, died not the worst one, the head of the person who died under his giant axe was scooped open, and the smell of blood and brain pulp was disgusting.

This barbarian, this mercenary leader, this giant...... The head was trampled on by a knight of the Church, and the face was facing Romeona. Gris's face was not as frightened as the others had died, his eyes widened, and his frozen face had a hideous smile that seemed to mock what was happening in front of him. He was the perpetrator and died innocently, but innocent people also died here. Whether it is good, evil, sinful or innocent, they all die here.

This murder is not over yet, at least three more people will have to die.

But Romeona hoped that only one more person would die.

"Olga, you are a good and loyal person. "Your faithfulness will make you die before me, before my eyes." So I was thinking that if I had died before you, maybe you wouldn't have been so obsessed with dying with me. ”

As she spoke, she pulled something out of her bosom. A clean and beautiful tailoring knife. Its owner must have loved the brink, and maintained it well, and the grip made of leather had been worn white from long use, but the blade was still shiny, and it must have been very easy to cut the fabric - and it was also suitable for cutting a wound on the wrist.

It was the talisman that Romena's poor maid had handed her. After the massacre, the maid handed the tailor's knife to Romeona, who was killed shortly after. Romeona hadn't figured out what the tailor's knife was for at first, but now she knew it was clear. This tailor's knife is not used for protection, it is a special means of self-preservation. The most terrible thing for women is not death, but those insults and injuries that precede death. The original intention of her dead maids was probably to hope that their young lady would die a decent death, rather than die a miserable death after being tortured. Their intentions are good, and although the robbers who may have done terrible things to Romeona are all dead, the real murderer is still in sight, and he is forcing her to die step by step.

"Wait, what are you doing?" Julius saw Romeona pull out her tailor's knife and grabbed her hand before she could stab her wrist.

"Let go of your hands. Luo Miona didn't struggle too much, maybe because of her lack of strength, maybe because she had suffered such a change, she had already lost all her strength, and it was not easy to stand. "Run, you still have a chance to escape, don't waste your life on this matter that has nothing to do with you. ”

"It doesn't matter what I mean, when something like this happens, I'm not a person who doesn't have anything to do with it!" Julius shouted to Romeona, "These hypocritical bastards will let me go?

Romeoona froze, she felt Julius tremble as she grasped her hand. She looked at Julius's immature face. Julius was smaller than her, with thin cheeks and an unhealthy yellow color. It was a poor face, no different from the begging street children she had seen in King's Castle. If Julius is any different from those beggars, it's probably only those eyes. He was trembling because he was facing death and felt like he was dying. But his eyes were still bright, and they hadn't changed from fear or death.

The village boy named Julius was scared. Of course he would be afraid, he was not a great character, just an orphan who was powerless in the face of death, and he had no reason not to be afraid.

It's just that Luo Miona doesn't understand why this young man's eyes are still so clear at such a time.

"Silly boy, do you want to be a hero?" Olga moved a few steps to get in front of Julius and Romeona, "then try it—get her to safety." ”

"Sir, do you think she'll follow me?" replied Julius at once, sounding a bit like a broken jar, "she wants to die here, and I can't take someone who thinks she's dead." The corpse was much more docile than her, just heavier. ”

"Then you can run on your own. ”

"Do you think I'll be able to run away, after witnessing something like this?"

"As long as you can get away, no one will care about you. Not many people will believe the words of a small child, especially an orphan. ”

Olga's words seemed to infuriate Julius, "Yes, no one will listen to me, an orphan, so what! If I lived, I would keep saying until someone would listen to me and believe me!"

"What a fool until he was stupid. Olga said, but there was a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, "A little ghost like you, even if you can survive this time, you probably won't live long...... Then come with me on the road. ”

Patin had been watching them coldly, as if he was giving them time to say his last words. But there is a limit to this time – the longer it drags on, the more likely it is that there will be more witnesses, which means that there will be more innocent witnesses like Julius. They're not here to spread the killings. Pattin's sword was pointed at Olga, "Mr. Olga, the presence of you and the boy has made Miss Romeona unable to make up her mind. Speaking of this, he said to Julius, who was behind Olga: "Young man, I am ashamed of your integrity...... But because of that, I can't let you go even more. Your courage, persistence, and persistence may one day become a threat. ”

"I don't need your fake compliments, bastard knight. No, you're not a knight at all, you're a despicable murderer, all of you are!"

All the knights of the church heard Julius, but all of them were indifferent, as if they hadn't heard what Julius had said.

Patin ignored Julius' scolding and continued, "Miss Romeona, the death of Mr. Olga and the boy will probably strengthen your resolve, and no one will ever stop you again. These knights and I won't touch you in the slightest, but...... I hope you can put an end to this with your own hands. ”

"Can't you let them both go?" said Romeona's face was sad. She gave up all struggle and let Julius snatch the tailor's knife from her hand. It seems that she doesn't need to be in a hurry to die, she can wait for the people around her to die completely, and then think about how to die.

Patiny shook his head, then took a step forward, and the cross-sword in his hand swung out, drawing a silver-white trajectory, "Mr. Olga, I will let you die like a warrior." ”

"And I'm going to let you die like a death row inmate, Edgar. ”

Patin didn't care about Olga's taunts. He put all his attention on Olga – the final obstacle and the toughest opponent. There was one thing he didn't lie to Gris, he really didn't know the details of Olga. I'm afraid that the people of the Mu Lai Ning family don't know that this old man will be a silver-class warrior, unknown in the King's Castle - a silver-class warrior who can be noticed wherever he goes, and can rely on this power to gain the favor of the powerful, gain fame and wealth. Pattin, who had come from further west to the Vis Republic, to the castle of Kings in a foreign land, was a prime example. Even the knights of the Church of the Holy Spirit, who parted ways with the Church of Light, or the warriors of the pagan religion, held him in high esteem, for he was a knight of silver, a powerful and noble knight who was praised by everyone for his self-discipline and self-denial.

A noble knight involved in dishonorable murders and massacres.

If it were on other occasions, a person like Olga who hid his strength would have been suspected of having other intentions to become the attendant of an unfavored family girl, but since he had to fight for his young lady with his life today, his loyalty was real and worthy of admiration. Ironically, it may be ironic that the old warrior's loyalty was his former friend and now his most formidable enemy.

"You and I are fighting here, and there is no doubt that we will hurt Miss Romeona. "Patin said to the venerable old man, "Somewhere more spacious." I assure you that we will never touch a single hair of Miss Romeona until you and the boy are dead, and we will not leave Miss Romeona's death stained in any way. ”

"If you still have the slightest noble spirit, then you should not force a poor girl to die. Olga replied, "I will not leave Miss half a step, even if I die, my body will protect Miss and will not let you touch her in the slightest!"

Pattin's face remained the same, "It has nothing to do with being noble or despicable, Mr. Olga. As I said, it's a job, it's a contract. I had no choice but to complete it. ”

"You want to excuse yourself from this?"

Patin thought for a moment before answering Olga's question, "I don't mean that...... Indeed, this is undoubtedly a heinous and outrageous murder. "He knew exactly what he was doing, so he was hard-hearted and didn't hesitate at all. The knights of the church he brought with him came for the faith, even at the expense of his reputation and the staining of his hands. As for him, Padin Edgar...... As he himself said, he came for "work" or "contract".

Olga and Patin's were poised for action, and Leo and the other church knights took a few steps back to avoid being hit. Behind Olga, Julius had dragged the six gods and no master into the jungle. The two had no intention of escaping, as several bows and crossbows were aimed at the two of them, but they did not release the bowstring or pull the trigger.

Battles are inevitable and imminent.

At this moment, a knight of the Church walked towards Leo. The knight had not been in the encirclement until a moment earlier, and he went to count the corpses, and by the way to see if anyone was still alive, and if there was anyone who could breathe, he was responsible for making up for a sword so that the other could not die again. "Something strange. ”

"What's the matter?" asked Leo.

"There are twenty corpses of the squire, and the number is correct. But the mercenary's corpse was missing four. The knight looked a little nervous, and when he said this, he paused slightly, as if organizing the language, "No, it's not so much that there are four corpses missing, but ......"

"It's four people missing, right?"

A voice was heard, and everyone present heard it.

The voice came from the other side of the convoy, in the bloodied killing field. Everyone followed the prestige and found the one who spoke.

On the roof of the carriage shed, where the horse was dead, and the carriage was half-overturned, crooked on the side of the road, there sat a young girl, dangling her legs. The girl was dressed in simple clothes with a tattered gray cloak and a pair of straw sandals on her feet. She had a delicate face and a smile like a flower. She held a wooden cane in her hand, and beside her lay a basket full of picked wildflowers. The wildflowers in the basket were still covered with dew for some reason, as if it was still early in the morning.

The girl was no stranger, most of the people here knew her—Romeona, Julius, Olga, Pattin...... Even if there are people who don't know her name, they have more or less seen her face in the distance.

The maiden sitting on the roof of the carriage was named Lulunaka.

In this blood-soaked place, Lulunaka's smile didn't change in the slightest, exactly the same as when they first met.

"It smells of blood. Lulunaka laughed, "But it's still a little worse than the fishy smell of the sea breeze...... Maybe it's because not enough people died?"