"Smack. "Blood-stained boots trampled on the rocky walls, and Leon's movements were as light as a spirit in the wind. Even if he is wearing armor that restricts his movements, the Blood Lion can easily complete difficult physical movements, or rather, for a qualified knight, armor is originally a part of his body. The knight who landed safely didn't pay attention to his subordinates, and he didn't even have time to report his name to the soldiers around him, and the nezumi who landed with him from the giant nezumi next to him had already whistled and pounced on him.

Shift the center of gravity, bow your head, short your body, take out the knife, and whirl. Of course, the blunt knife in the knight's hand was not enough for him to perfectly kill the enemies around him, but it was enough to repel the nearest nezumi and make this unlucky bastard an obstacle between him and the others. Leon had always been good at protecting his weapon, but Rao was the chief knight who controlled the strength of his hand, and his hunting knife still let out an overwhelmed scream after this swing, and the weapon that would have only been used to hunt wild beasts broke from the hilt after being stained with too much blood that should not have been stained.

The shattering of the weapon came too suddenly, so that the blood lion's body fell backwards uncontrollably, and it looked like it was about to fall off the city wall! But fortunately, at this moment, a hand reached in front of Leon, grabbed the gap in the neck of the breastplate, and stopped the knight from falling. "Hey, I guess you're okay with me winning this time, right?" Bakm's one-eyed smug glint as he saved his mentor in the midst of a chaotic battle, which is not something that happens every day.

"Okay, okay, I'll just ask for tonight's drink. Leon shrugged his shoulders and pulled out the long knife that Buckham had withdrawn from his waist to free one hand, and then kicked the nezumi who rushed behind the elf down the wall with a single kick. "Lend me this knife first, anyway, your current level is just right with that short one. After speaking, without waiting for Hu Cong to agree, he had already rushed into the battle group not far away.

The elves were eager to catch up with their knights and ask him what he meant by "his current level", but as he spoke, more nezumi had already jumped onto the walls with the heads of the golems! Bakham had no time to breathe, he had to take the only short knife in his hand and join the war that was not his own. At first, the soldiers on the ramparts were amazed by the sudden appearance of the elf with a terrible scar on his face, and some of them even thought that the ugly creature was some new type of nezumi and slashed at him.

But soon, the warriors of Molten Iron City noticed that this guy with long pointed ears didn't seem to be looking for trouble, although Bakham's skills were not as good as Leon, but he had a good foundation, and after the guidance and actual combat experience of the knight chief in the past few days, he also had the qualifications to shuttle on this battlefield. But when it comes to fighting the rats, maybe it's the sixth sense that comes into play, and the elves always feel that there are a few eyes focused on them, and one of them is quite chilling. Unbeknownst to him, as Leon left him to join the distant warband, the Knight Captain caught a slash from the shadows as he ran.

"Which side are you?" Although the Demon Descendant's long sword was held by the Blood Lion, he didn't care, not to mention that the sharp dagger in the other hand of Krus was already in place, and he was only tentatively stabbing this sword alone. Leon, however, was startled when he saw the swordwielder, he didn't expect to see the Demon Spawn on this wall. However, the knight's surprise did not last long, as he raised his hand to remove the overlapping weapons and looked each other up and down. "I didn't expect to meet a son of a goat here, and you're a helper invited by the Grand Duke of Hammer?"

"Oh?" the Demon Spawn raised an eyebrow, though there was no hair on his dark skin, it was just a habit he had acquired from being in the human world for too long, "You don't worry that I'm here to help these rats? Although he used a question, judging from the fact that Krus called the Hammer Archduke by name during the conversation, he did not want to hide his camp.

"Hehe, maybe it's intuition. In the past few days with that elf boy, no, I think after meeting that elder, I always feel like something is more in my head. The Blood Lion replied with a smile, he himself was confused, and this wonderful feeling had followed the Green Child since he met him in the forest where the elves lived. In the world of the chief knight, it seems that in addition to appearance and voice, he has another way of recognizing objects, and this method is reflected in looking at people, which is manifested in Leon's ability to superficially identify a certain quality of the other party. The knight did not know what this trait meant, but it was easy to tell if the person or intelligent creature was hostile to him.

"Hmph, pretending to be a ghost. Clarus couldn't understand Leon's feelings, and the Demonborn classified the knight's reaction as a trick according to his own common sense, but he had no intention of continuing to talk to the other party. The reason why Leon was tested was to see if this human being was pretending to be some other creature, and on the other hand, a warrior of the level of a blood lion could not be seen anywhere, and as a martial artist, it was inevitable that he wanted to compete.

"By the way, if you are indeed on our side, please take care of my servants. It doesn't matter if that kid dies, the key is whether or not he can get the help of the elves, he can still play a more critical role. After saying that, the chief knight did not wait for the demon to reply, and reflexively stabbed a soldier from under the armpit and stabbed into the heart of a nezumi who was supposed to pounce on the soldier.

Krus now thinks that his old friends may not be the only ones who have brain problems, and the people in this kingdom don't seem to have their brains in their right. Generally speaking, how could any knight casually entrust his subordinates to a demon who had just met, it was really crazy. Thinking so, the killer shook his head, and the figure of a sword in one hand and a dagger in the other disappeared into the darkness again, looking for the next unsuspecting prey. Rather than protecting the elves, it is more in line with Kalus's idea to kill as much as he wants on this rare battlefield, and as for the knight's commission, if it is not in the way, it will not hurt to help this guy once or twice.

"Looks like our Mr. Demon and the Knight Chief are having a speculative conversation?" The Raven standing on the Overseer certainly didn't let Leon and Larus talk to him. Originally, the wizard cared more about the elves than the blood lion, but the moment Leon caught the demon slash, the cursed crow keenly sensed that there was something in the knight chief's body, although it was extremely weak, but even this weak power should not appear in an orthodox human.

Grand Duke Hammer only snorted coldly when he heard the words of the gray robe, he didn't care what happened between those two people, anyway, with their skills and knowledge, it was not his turn to worry about these trivial matters. Moreover, the situation on the battlefield was more of the Duke's attention than that. The golem army was disturbed by the giant nezumi, and the pace of progress became slower, which made more and more nezumi jump onto the city wall, but this was not the most troublesome thing, what really made Andre feel tricky was that he knew that the other party would never end this siege battle so easily, according to the death toll given by the banshee, the current battle situation was far from this.

The light shines like a lighthouse on the sea, but it flickers and dims like a star in the sky. The lights came from the woods behind the rat people, but they were nothing compared to the imposing walls of the Molten Iron City, and almost everyone ignored them. Only those who have been on the lookout for distant threats can vaguely grasp the trail of the light. For example, the Archduke of the Hammer.

"That's, what?"