The fire oil stones that fell from the sky smashed down towards the parade carriage.

The horses pulling the carriage were killed instantly, while the other Templars harnessed their horses to avoid the falling flints.

The magic shield on the carriage activated, shining with an uncertain glow.

"Sister Angela, don't be afraid, I'm here." Daddy Cook got up angrily, slapped the space bag, took out a small round shield, and strode over.

In the eyes of the Templar Chief, Besto, all four men, including Father Cook, were all Assassins' allies.

They used ordinary cats and dogs to block the Crown Prince and Princess's car, and their purpose was to create time for the trebuchet to correct the angle of attack and complete the assassination.

This guy who is good at acting even rushes forward to assassinate the crown prince and princess in the name of protection, how can he let him succeed?

Besto drew his long sword and was about to slash the shield warrior who was good at pretending to be forced.

Boom!

In the distance, the window opened, and a huge arrow glittered with cold light was fired.

It was a giant arrow fired by a crossbow from a city bed, and it was not much larger than a javelin.

The giant arrows fired from the winch are extremely powerful, and they are a sharp weapon specially used on the battlefield to kill the magical beasts of the Extraordinary Stage.

Giant arrows, just in time.

Besto didn't have time to dodge at all, so he could only withdraw the two-handed greatsword that slashed at Cook and block it with a thick blade.

Clang.

After a loud bang of gold and iron.

The giant arrow hit the Templar Chief, Besto.

The powerful force of the giant arrow lifted the legendary warrior directly from the horse by Stowe.

However, Besto did not suffer any damage, and after draining the power of the giant arrow, he grabbed the giant arrow in his hand instead.

Daddy Cook took the opportunity to pass by Besto.

Bull charges.

Sou.

The power of the mongoose, open.

For a moment, Daddy Cook's speed was pushed to the limit.

Besto's grip on the giant arrow, the elemental power on it, prepared to use the giant arrow as a javelin to pierce the transcendental warrior from behind.

Besto raised the giant arrow, stood up and threw it with all his might.

……

The flints that fell from the sky hit the carriage intensively, and the flying flames soared three feet high.

The mana of the four monks was depleted dramatically.

The other Templars did not come forward, as it was to no avail that they went.

Only Daddy Cook, burning with the power of the elements, rushed towards the parade carriage with fire oil damage.

Papa Cook jumped to his feet and raised his little round shield to meet the flint that fell from the sky.

Bang.

Papa Cook was thrown flying by a half-human flint, spitting blood from his mouth and falling to the ground.

Another flying flint is about to smash into Daddy Cook, who has fallen to the ground.

Meanwhile.

A giant arrow with powerful elemental power also flew out.

The giant arrow struck the flint, sending it through the air and shattering it apart, sparing Papa Cook.

Daddy Cook was flushed, and the heat was steaming above his head.

Daddy Cook jumped up to block the rock, proving that he was not an Assassin's accomplice, but simply a trickster.

The giant arrow that Besto's original shot at Daddy Cook was thrown directly at the fire stone in the air, which saved Daddy Cook's life.

The fire stone fired by the trebuchet had only been fired for one round, and there was no second round, as the eight Templars had already rushed in, hiding in front of the three large catapults in the city.

The catapult's operators were nowhere to be seen, completely disappearing into the scattered crowd, apparently knowing that the Templars would rush at them quickly, so they were only ready to fire once.

……

Above the attic in the distance.

Looking at Charles in the parade carriage, his expression of fear and horror.

Kosling covered his little mouth and chuckled, "Alright, the mission is done, let's go." ”

"But, Miss Coslin, isn't it the mission for us to kill the heir to the throne?"

"Hmph, that Charles is just an ordinary person, there is no point in killing him, we are just doing this to knock the future king of Florence and let him know that even after the coronation, don't get too carried away."

"Report, the catapult and the roadblock team have lost contact, and they should have been killed by the other party's thief organization."

Kosling raised an eyebrow.

Said fiercely: "Rose Shadow." ”

"Disperse and don't let the Shadow Hand branch be exposed."

"Yes."

I thought there were only three people in the room, but suddenly four or five voices sounded.

……

Vitruvius walked through the alleys of the city with his badly injured father on his back, while the ice-bladed snow leopard followed Vitruvius, calling out with a pitiful face.

"Meow Meow Meow ......"

Now, the broken ice slag in Daddy Cook's space bag has been almost eaten by this ice-bladed snow leopard, and if you don't think about it, this precious ice-bladed snow leopard cub will probably starve to death.

Leaving the chaotic battlefield and avoiding the chaotic crowd, Vitruvius carried Daddy Cook blindly to a dead end.

The alley is full of hay.

Vitruvius put Daddy Cook on the haystack.

Although the fire oil fired by the trebuchet is extremely harmful, but Daddy Cook, as a transcendent warrior, is not very seriously injured, and it is the heart that really causes him great damage.

Now Daddy Cook's face was pale, his heart was like ashes, his eyes were dull, and his expression was blank.

Vitruvius reached out and slapped his father's face twice, but his father didn't react at all.

"Hey, I ask what the world is like." Vitruvius, with a long sigh.

Vitruvius, as the descendant of the Great Witch Doctor, is best at curing incurable diseases.

Although the current condition of my father seems to be poisoned by fire, in fact, he is poisoned by heart.

Heart poison belongs to the poison of the spiritual system, which can be solved by non-ordinary drugs, and there is only one thing in this world that can temporarily paralyze and relieve the pain of heart poison.

Vitruvius slapped the space bag and took out a large amount of wine, which he had already prepared.

"Come on, come on, drink and drink......"

"Drink a bottle to refresh yourself."

"Drink two bottles and never get tired."

"Drink three bottles of golden guns and don't fall."

……

"Drink ten bottles of immortality."

Knock ......Knock

Vitruvius moved Daddy Cook's mouth away, and poured it into the jar of wine, after drinking an unknown number of bottles......

purr ......

Daddy Cook snored and fell asleep.

Crunch.

Vitruvius and Papa Cook in an alley.

On both sides of the alley are wooden houses inhabited.

At this time, a family opened the window.

A stunningly beautiful woman poked her head out.

She was wearing court clothes, with a slender figure, holding a stack of small folding fans in her hand to gently cover her small mouth, and her eyes were full of spring.

This woman Vitruvius not only knew, but was extremely impressed.

"Hello sister-in-law, how long have you been here?"

"I've been here since you poured wine on your uncle."

"Where's my brother?"

"He's with Aunt Angela right now, there's no way to come, but he asked me to tell you something."

"What?"

"Come into the room."

The sister-in-law retreated directly into the room, leaving only an open wooden window.

Vitruvius jumped straight into the wooden window.

Entered a private house.

The sister-in-law, who dressed herself like a noblewoman, sat on the bed in the room and looked at Vitruvius with a smile on her face.

Vitruvius sat beside her.

The sister-in-law covered her mouth with a folding fan, and then lowered her voice to Vitruvius to explain the situation.

The first sentence made Vitruvius's eyes widen, obviously surprised, and then his eyelids jumped, and finally he broke out in a cold sweat......

……

After a long time.

Vitruvius climbed out of the wooden window.

Picked up the poor ice-bladed snow leopard cub on the ground and threw it into the upstairs window.

The Ice Blade Snow Leopard cub caught from the Eastern Ghats only ate the meat scraps that had been frozen by the Ice Spell, and now the Ice Meat Scraps they brought from Windmill Ridge had been eaten by the cat-meowing fellow, so they had to give it away.

Thanks to me, Huang Lei continued to reward this book.