Seeing the eyes of his subordinates flickering, he clearly thought of something dangerous, and also guessed part of the facts, some knights looked at the young mountain people in a coma, and a trace of murder flashed in their eyes.

Church Decree: Wizards deserve to die.

Every time a wizard appears, if he is discovered, he is not reported to the church, and the local priest takes the stationed paladin to strangle the wizard.

It was the priest of the church who informed the noble knights and asked them to set off with them and strangle.

Those wizards in captivity by the great nobles, they were found to be hidden.

Because only by hiding it can the awakened wizard survive.

Knights, on the other hand, generally found a wizard and if someone else found out, they would hand it over to the church.

If the knights find out on their own, there is a good chance that they will hand over the wizard to their own lord, who will decide the life and death of this wizard.

Now there are only four knights here, all of whom are their own.

According to the general secular jurisprudence, they should hand over the wizards they found to the local church.

But they were knights, loyal to their lord.

As a knight, the wizard should be handed over to the lord and the lord decides.

Even so, every wizard represents a trouble, even after giving it to the lord, it does not necessarily keep the wizard alive, and in the process, once the news leaks and the clergy of the church know the news, they will be very troublesome and difficult to get out, and even if they do not die, they will be deprived of their nobility and exiled.

In light of this, it is best to kill this young mountain dunker, who may be a wizard, for the sake of unnecessary trouble.

Killing this young mountain man and ending the situation here quickly is the safest way.

Therefore, some knights looked at the young mountain people in a coma, revealing a hint of murderous intent.

Although this was just a knight's idea, it was discovered by the keen Silver Knight, but was blocked by the Silver Knight's leader shaking his head.

"This matter is not for you to bear, but it is good to know in your heart, and do not ask too much, for if the lord has a reward, it will not be missing from you. The Silver Knight said with a smile.

The other three bronze knights smiled, relieved.

The Silver Knight is right, with the strength of their Bronze Knight, they are lords and nobles in front of the free people and even in front of the lords and vassals, but in front of the real nobles, they are just a pawn and a tool.

It really made them tainted with some scourge.

The great nobles may be fine, they will be charged with exile at the least, and they will even be directly executed by the angry church.

The Silver Knight's approach is the best.

Nor would the three knights worry about being silenced for knowing that something had been revealed.

The knight is loyal to the sovereign, and when there is no liquidation at the beginning, it will not be liquidated in the future.

The three bronze knights protected the silver knight and quickly left the area with the unconscious young mountain man.

They first went to the mountain camp and informed them that the five centaur monsters had been killed.

Put them at ease.

Then take the young mountain people away.

The other mountain people thought that their companions were favored by the knight master, and wanted to take them back for training and take them as their own guards, so they were secretly happy and sent off the knights one after another.

The four knights left the mountain camp and came to the town, gathered their troops and followers, and informed the local town mayor that all the monsters had been killed, so they didn't have to worry.

However, we must not let our guard down, after all, this is the frontier area of the Empire, and once a powerful enemy appears nearby, it must be reported immediately.

Naturally, the mayor of the town thanked him and gave away a large amount of gold coins.

The Silver Knight left the town with a large group of men, and instead of returning to his station, he marched all the way, and after a rapid march of more than ten days, he entered the territory of Count Wendell.

Handed over the awakened young mountain people into the hands of Earl Wendell.

Earl Wendell was a pale young man, who looked very weak, but his eyes were full of spring, and he looked at people as he looked at them.

Both men and women.

The young mountain people were stared at by him and felt uncomfortable, and the goosebumps on their backs appeared densely and large.

Earl Wendell suddenly laughed and asked, "Are you a wizard?"

The term wizard confused the young mountain people who lived in the wilderness, and retorted: "No, I am a mountain hunter, the most powerful hunter in the future, not a wizard. What is a wizard, an animal, a beast, or another name for some other monster?"

Hearing this, the smile on Earl Wendell's face suddenly disappeared, and he said coldly: "Since you are not a wizard, what is the use of you living?

The last order was addressed to the Silver Knight next to the young mountain man.

At this time, the silver knight had already changed into another pair of flower armor that was very ornamental to participate in the banquet and did not have strong defensive capabilities, and when he heard Earl Wendell's order, he did not hesitate at all, and the long sword was unsheathed, turned into a bright light, and bombarded the neck of the young mountain man fiercely.

If there is no accident, the life of this mountain man will be ended.

At this time, Daniel, who had returned to the Dusk Forest and implanted a gatekeeper charm into the body of the young mountain man with the help of witchcraft authority, frowned, but did not make any movement.

But for this so-called Earl Wendell, there is a lot of disgust.

The Silver Knight's sword slashed through the young mountaineer's throat without the slightest accident, slicing off half of his neck.

The young mountain man didn't even react, and just let out a half-muffled grunt before his throat was cut, and blood spurted out of the gap in his broken neck.

The young mountain dwellers died.

The body fell to the sky.

No one expected this outcome.

Earl Wendell looked at the young mountain man who had fallen to the ground, and pulled out a white soft silk scarf from his cuff and gently placed it on his nose, as if he did not want to smell the blood of the untouchable.

It seems that the smell of untouchable blood is a stain on him.

Seeing that after the young mountain man died, blood gushed out and flowed all over the ground, causing him to lose a reliable wizard, he didn't have any expression, just said slowly: "Aren't wizards difficult to kill?

After Earl Wendell finished speaking, he looked at the silver knight and reprimanded: "Next time, I don't want any cats and dogs to bring them to me, and I don't specialize in collecting garbage here." Got it?"

The Silver Knight nodded, not saying anything more. It's better not to be a wizard, at least don't worry about being afraid, I'm afraid that one day the church will suddenly find out that they harbor a wizard.

Seeing the silver knight being taught, Earl Wendell frowned and looked at the corpses and blood stains on the ground, and became even more uncomfortable, and said: "Come on, wipe the ground clean for me, this untouchable who has damned ten thousand times, drag it out, chop it up and feed it to the dogs." ”

The Silver Knight's face remained unchanged, respectful and polite, and he felt a little unbearable in his heart, but he couldn't express it.

The attendants nearby, they were about to step forward to clean up the dead young mountain man, who knew that the young mountain man on the ground suddenly struggled to sit up, and pulled up half of his broken neck, re-aligned his head at his shoulder, and the blood quickly returned to the young mountain man's body from the surrounding ground.

The huge wound on the neck, too, turned into a thin red thread in a short time.

The young mountain man scrambled and rose from the ground.

The knight's squire, who had been about to approach, screamed in surprise, and although he was afraid in his heart, he did not lose his discipline, and instantly pulled out the sword at his waist as a guard of honor, like a slender and smooth spike that shone with cold light, and stabbed forward into the heart of this young mountain man who had been resurrected after death.

Snort...

The sharp sword pierced into the heart, causing the young mountaineer to let out a terrible, painful scream.

"Don't kill me, please!" the young mountain man had no idea why this was happening, and instinctively begged for mercy when he saw someone attacking him.

Earl Wendell's eyes were like hungry wolves, staring at the young mountain man fiercely, and said coldly: "Dare to scare me, let me die!"

Hearing this, the silver knight, who had planned to stand by and watch, sighed in his heart, unsheathed the long sword in his hand, and his figure flashed, and he appeared in front of the young mountain man again, and swept the sword away, cutting off the young mountain man's head.

The skull rolled on the ground like a half-gurgling ball.

Nearby people approached, huddled around Earl Wendell, protecting him.

They waited for a long time, but they didn't find the body that had been split in half, and they could carry out other actions.

It seems that this time the young mountain people really died.

Earl Wendell also seems to be waiting for something to change.

As time passed, his expression became more and more impatient, and his complexion slowly changed, as if the death of this young mountain man had exceeded his expectations, and the situation was completely different from what he expected, and his complexion was very ugly.

The Silver Knight and the other guards were all eye-to-nose and nose-watching, and did not dare to look at their masters.

Don't dare to take the initiative to speak at this time, provoking the displeasure of the master.

"If you don't get up again, I'll really chop up your head and feed it to the dogs?" said Earl Wendell coldly.

But the young mountain people who had died, their bodies and skulls split, located in different places, really seemed to be dead, and they could not move.

"Go, give me his head on my shoulder. If he really can't live, then throw it away!" said Earl Wendell, who had finally exhausted all his patience.

His order was given, and his own guards were to do it.

Soon the head of the young mountain man in the distance was picked up and placed on the young mountain man's shoulder.

When the flesh on the skull and shoulders is squeezed together.

The blood flowed back quickly, and the life force returned to the young mountaineer's body again.

He was resurrected again and opened his eyes.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he cried out in horror: "Don't kill me, don't kill me, I don't know anything." ”

"Shut up, or I'll kill you. Earl Wendell said coldly.

His voice was so cold that people would shudder from the bottom of their hearts when they heard it.

The young mountain man who had just woken up shrunk his neck, closed his mouth tightly, and did not dare to say more than half a word, and at the same time his eyes were wandering around, clearly checking the situation around him, trying to find an opportunity to escape.

"What's your name?" asked Earl Wendell, whispering to the young mountain man in a tone that he thought was gentle.

However, the young mountain people did not think like this, but their bodies trembled, and they said tremblingly: "If you go back to the master, my name is , my name is ·· Called·· It's called Ba, Ba · Buck. ”

"Hmph, it's really a pariah with no surname. Earl Wendell said coldly.

His words made all the guards nearby raise their heads high, because they all had surnames, and they were the surnames of the great Wendell.

This surname is a surname that can only be possessed by the powerful people of the empire, and they are proud and proud to be part of this family themselves.

Even the Silver Knight, who had just been a little displeased, raised his head in the same way.

Wendell's surname, throughout the empire, is a status symbol, but also a kind of glory.

It's a pity that the young mountain people Buck don't understand this situation at all, and they don't know what a surname is, and they don't have a surname in the entire mountain camp, and no one finds it strange.

On the contrary, they look like people, but killing people is not a good thing.

But now that the enemy is strong, and his life and death are in the hands of others, no matter how painful his heart is, he does not dare to show it.

The young mountain people just lowered their heads, a little ashamed.

"Are you a wizard?" Earl Wendell asked again, and before he could wait for Hillman Buck to speak, he continued, "If you are not a wizard, then you will surely die today." ”

"Master, I'm a wizard, but I don't know what a wizard is?" said Buck the mountain man helplessly, in order to survive, he would quickly seize the slightest opportunity.

"Since you are a wizard, what is the essence of your witchcraft powers?" said Count Wendell with a smile.

"The nature of witchcraft power?" asked the mountain man Buck in a daze, then looked at his hands and feet, stretched out his fingers and touched the blood marks on his neck, which had fully recovered at this time, and could not touch anything, and then said thoughtfully: "Probably an immortal body, right?"

"An immortal body, an immortal body, an immortal body. Earl Wendell nodded, secretly guessing that he still appreciated the power of this wizard.

"Kill!" Earl Wendell, who was still listening quietly, suddenly glanced at an old butler who had been standing still in the distance, and said with a serious face.

As soon as he finished speaking, the old butler's body, which had been like a statue, suddenly disappeared from its place, and when it reappeared, it was behind Buck, the mountain man.

The old butler's palm was like a sharp blade half from behind, piercing into the flesh of the mountain man Buck, and piercing out of the front of his head and chest.

"Why did you kill me?" asked Buck, the mountain man, puzzled, with fear, pain, and despair in his tone.

"Because you are a wizard, I want your power. Earl Wendell said coldly.

The old butler's palm directly gathered all the blood and power in the mountain man Buck's body into the heart, and then plucked the heart from the body.