Duke Allen, stripped of his armor, rode lazily on horseback, and what he inspected in the streets felt like a lion marching across the savannah, flanked by herds of zebras and wildebeest. It is like a king cruising around in his own territory.

After Fang Lin squinted at Duke Allen, who was obviously seriously injured and had not recovered, the first thought that came to his heart turned out to be:

"This man was born to fight!"

Duke Allen smiled amid the cheers next to him, and raised his hand to the surroundings, and when he got closer to Fang Lin, he realized that after this person laughed, the nasolabial folds on both sides of his nose were intertwined with fine wrinkles, piled up like an angry sea. There are three vertical lines in the center of his eyebrows, which are deeply engraved on the skin, and there is a slightly shallow wrinkle in the middle that goes straight to the side, looking like a king. Only when he laughs does people have the time and courage to notice that his figure is extremely burly, and his arms are thicker than the waist of ordinary people, and if he sits, he is almost at the level of the person standing!

Seeing Duke Allen ride away, Fang Lin shook his head slightly. Although Duke Allen seems to have returned to normal, the rate of breathing is quite rapid, and the horse under his crotch is also strange, it seems to lift the hooves heavily, but in fact, it is gently lowered to allow the rider to keep the jolt as little as possible, and the distance of each step of the four hooves is as accurate as if measured with a ruler, and the horse's travel speed is also maintained at a constant speed, as precise as a machine!

Under normal circumstances, no matter how well-trained a horse is, it is absolutely impossible to achieve such an effect while traveling, Fang Lin used the amplification function of the Eye of the Fool to easily find a trace of spiritual power fluctuations on the horse's body, Fang Lin could feel that the horse's reins were like a terrible syringe, continuously sucking out the vitality from the horse's internal body, so as to maintain this "mechanical" state. Of course, it is inevitable that after this horse is squeezed in this way, its life will be drastically shortened.

Although the spiritual power attached to the reins of this horse is not much, it is extremely complicated, just like a micro-carving on a piece of rice, which may not take much effort, but the skills and craftsmanship required are breathtaking. The person who exerted his mental strength to do this must have been at the level of a master, and he took great pains to make this rein, of course, not because he was full and had nothing to do, but in order to make the person sitting on the horse sit as smoothly as possible, so that he would not be bumped...... It can be inferred from this that Duke Allen's injuries are so serious that he can't even ride a horse around this circle, and it is necessary for the magicians under his command to transform such a horse with strong magic, so that he can patrol the streets like this and wave his hand smoothly to calm the morale of the army. Fang Lin pondered carefully for a while, and at this time, the continuous task G step he had received earlier had already given a hint:

Duke Allen's Crisis (completed), mission objective: Save Duke Allen. Mission success condition, escort Duke Allen back to Riptide Castle.

You can choose to get the reward at this time, or continue the F-step quest in the next world.

Of course, Fang Lin didn't say a word, and directly clicked on the F-step task. When he pulled his spiritual power out of the horse's reins, he suddenly felt a very strange feeling, as if he had dipped his fingers in the viscous syrup and then pulled it out, and there were many sugar threads attached to the broken threads. As far as the finger retracts, the sugar silk will spread as far as it goes!

"Not good." Such a thought flashed in Fang Lin's heart, he twitched up and down slightly, as if he had been hit hard by a sledgehammer in his mind, two strands of dark red blood suddenly flowed from the end of his nose, in this dizziness, Fang Lin shrank back as if he were swimming in a fish, but the two iron rods full of barbs had already swept over with the sound of the wind, scooping the heads of the two unlucky residents in front of Fang Lin, and spraying red and white on the ground, It was already two powerful shield hammermen with pitch-black tin cans!

Fang Lin did a backflip, the two iron rods had already hit the air, but there was already something in the air that broke through the air and roared, after he landed, he supported the ground with one palm, and his eyes were already bright red, and then he only felt very hot all over his body, and suddenly a huge pillar of fire appeared on the ground to engulf him, and after five seconds, the pillar of fire dissipated, Fang Lin had nothing to do except that his face was burned black, but he did not take advantage of the situation to counterattack, but he was stunned and smiled bitterly:

"Is that you?"

The one who threw the flame bomb that flew through the air was naturally a unique magician in the world of the Knights of the Round Table, and throwing the flame bomb was their master's skill. However, although there were not too many magicians in Riptide Castle, there were nearly a hundred of them, and the one who shot was one of the few magicians that Fang Lin knew.

When Fang Lin first saw him, he was wearing the lowest rank of mages in the blue clothes, even in the battle to rush out of Riptide Castle to meet Duke Allen, he did not play any role, but that crucial firework: the king's summoning order was issued by him, otherwise without the dead soldiers who Duke Allen had laid out outside in advance, under the siege of the Peasant Volunteers and the Three Heroes, Duke Allen would not have had a chance to come to this Dilan Fortress at all.

As for why Duke Allen handed over the "King's Convocation Order" to a mere blue-clothed mage, Fang Lin already knew the answer at this time...... Because this damn guy who doesn't look very old has changed into a big red magician robe at this time, which marks that he has one foot on the threshold of the great magician who is close to Merlin!

Fang Lin led the way to save Duke Allen before, then killed Lancelot among the three heroes, and then destroyed the siege equipment transported by the rebels from Riptide Castle, the loyalty is naturally not to be doubted, otherwise he only needs to do nothing in Riptide Castle, and the isolated Duke Allen will naturally die.

The red-clothed magician tilted his head to look at Fang Lin, and suddenly smiled toothily, and gestured to him to walk outward, after all, the scratching here had already attracted the attention of some people at this time. Duke Allen barely managed to insist on coming to the parade to boost morale, and if something went wrong, no one could afford to take this responsibility.

The two came to a secluded house, and the owner of the house was directly carried out by two expressionless black heavy shield hammermen. The explanation is military requisition, if you ask one more time, then the answer is a fist, and if you dare to speak out, then the answer is the big hammer that is still stained with blood.

Only then did Fang Lin realize that the red-clothed magician was still very young, probably between thirty and forty years old, his skin was as smooth as ivory, and there was no trace of time to be seen, he first bent his middle finger and tapped on the table, nodded with a smile - this is similar to the etiquette of shaking hands in the real world - and then announced his name.

"Reilly."

"Garibaldi. Riley. ”

From his name, it can be seen that this cardinal magician has a relatively close relationship with the evil Grand Duke Garibaldi. He smiled at Fang Lin Dao:

"I didn't expect you to have a lot of magic too."

Fang Lin didn't quite understand what he meant for a while, so he smiled and said:

"What can I do for you?"

This sentence is obviously getting to the bottom of it, Reilly's face remains unchanged, and he says gently:

"Your loyalty to the Grand Duke has been proven, so there are things I don't want to hide from you. Although the morale in the fortress is high now, the bewitching ability of the heretic named Arthur is so strong that almost the entire farmers in the Wheat Plains have been mobilized by him as a source of soldiers! So the form we are in is extremely unpleasant. ”

Fang Lin said calmly:

"Your Excellency only needs to tell me how long the fortress of Dilan will last if the enemy unleashes that tidal wave of wheel warfare again, even without the aid of siege weapons."

Reilly, who looked serious, took out an index finger and then a middle finger and shook it.

Fang Lin frowned and said:

"Two days?"

Reilly shook his head:

"Two hours."

The corners of Fang Lin's mouth twitched, the air in the room seemed to freeze, and after a while, Fang Lin said lightly:

"So what do you need me to do? You don't want to hand me over in exchange for the enemy's retreat, do you? ”

Reilly smiled, but his fingers swiped lightly in the air, leaving a fiery red straight line in the air, and soon a six-pointed star appeared in the air. It feels mysterious and profound.

"ARCHDUKE GARIBALDI IS DORMANT, BUT HIS LOYAL SUBORDINATE, BALBARS, THE MECHANICAL BOSS WITH THE BRONZE TWO-HANDED HAMMER IN ACT FIVE, HAS QUICKLY RESPONDED TO OUR REQUEST FOR HELP...... His subordinates will be sent to help in the battle, but at least six high-level mages will be required to form a six-pointed star teleportation array. However, only five people in the Dilan Fortress barely met the requirements. ”

"So, you're going to need my help." Fang Lin said flatly: "Yes, but you also have to meet my two requirements first." ”

(To be continued)