The crowd dispersed in terror, the guards came running from a distance, and when the warning bell was ringing, frightened white doves flew over the heads of the crowd.

Roddy's gaze swept to the buildings on either side, the next arrow in his hand already on the string - he was now vigilant, fearing that another enemy would threaten Sally.

And Sally didn't just stand still, at the same time that Roddy rushed over, she had already turned around and blessed the two of them with a "holy shield" and a series of BuF one after another

Roddy understood, and turned as well, the two of them back to back, scanning each other at the same time to see where enemies might appear in front of them.

However, by the time more than thirty guards rushed over, there was no sign of the other Assassins around.

The short bow was lowered, and Roddy breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that he had survived the assassination unscathed, but when he turned around, he saw Sally staring at him, tears glistening.

That gaze seemed to see through Roddy, but he didn't dare to look at each other at all - it only broke her heart a minute ago, how can she face it now?

His gaze was full of hope and longing, but after the two looked at each other for three seconds, Roddy looked away guiltily, and tried to put away the bow and arrows as if nothing had happened.

Sally pursed her lips and didn't speak, then noticed his bloodstained leather armor, and after raising her hand to cast a "secondary healing technique", she raised her arm to touch Roddy, but finally clenched her fists, turned around and gave the order to the captain of the guard behind her-

"Thoroughly inspect all the buildings around and keep the corpses of the enemies safe, I need to confirm their identities."

"Noi, bring two shield-wielding guards to protect Baron Roddy back to the Duke's Palace."

"Kova, go and inform the Wellington knights of this, impose a curfew tonight, only open the north gates and strictly search the people entering and exiting."

One order after another was issued, and the maturity and steadiness of the seventeen-year-old Neffi at the moment already had a bit of the demeanor of his father Angmar. The chaos was gradually suppressed, and the soldiers maintained order and began to blockade the city and urban areas in an orderly manner.

"Do you need me to escort you back, Lord Winston?"

Taking a few steps, Sally looked at the coward with a short sword in his hand with an expressionless face, and the latter no longer had the courage to answer, so he turned his head and walked away without saying a word.

The knight of Titus was the first to arrive, and Sally took a deep look at Roddy, turned and walked towards the convent - she didn't need to inform the bishop of this kind of thing personally, but when she saw Akasha coming, she chose to leave.

In the face of his "genuine girlfriend", Luo Di didn't know how to explain for a while, and said loudly: "Just now I... There's no way, after all, Sally, she-"

He knew that his actions could easily cause Akasha to misunderstand, but the little priest shook his head, took his hand, and said, "I believe you. ”

Luo Di clenched her slightly cool palm, was silent for a moment, and then said: "Go to the Duke's Mansion first, this matter is related to the undead, I will not let them go."

Akasha followed to his side, not forgetting to carefully examine the wound on his body, but when she looked to the other side, a trace of worry flashed in her eyes.

She pursed her lips slightly, her mind full of Roddy and Sally fighting back-to-back, and looking at them from afar, she felt that the two seemed to be the perfect match - but Akasha quickly suppressed the fear, and she tried to turn her attention to the crowd around her, but then suddenly frowned.

"What's wrong?"

Roddy asked, turning his head.

"No—nothing, just misunderstood."

Akasha thought she saw a somewhat familiar figure, but when she thought about it, she felt that it was impossible, so she didn't look much and quickly followed Roddy's footsteps.

Walking in the corridor of the Duke's Palace, the surrounding Qiē was still as familiar as in his memory, Butler John led Roddy who had changed his leather armor forward, and when he reached the room on the second floor, he pushed open the door and bowed in a low voice: "The master's health is not very good, so the young lady specially told me not to tell him about his assassination." ”

"I see."

Roddy nodded in response, then thought for a moment, and said to Akasha, who had always followed behind, "Take a rest in the guest room first, and I'll look for you later." ”

"Okay."

Akasha obediently followed Butler John away, while Roddy reached out and straightened his robes and strode into the room.

The rich smell of potion came to his face, and the Duke of Angmar sat upright in his armchair, although he had not seen him for more than a month, but Roddy felt that his face seemed to be a few years older again—the old man's cheeks were so swollen that his pale and haggard face was wrinkled, and it seemed that it took a lot of effort to open his eyes when he heard Roddy approaching the room:

"It's okay... I've made it this far. ”

The old man smiled effortfully and motioned for Roddy to sit down.

"The condition... Worsened? ”

Roddy frowned slightly, the Duke before going to Brill Forest was far from being so old, but at this time, he saw that the other party's "health value" was close to the bottom, and it was obvious that time was running out.

To his straightforward question, Angmar nodded, and did not shy away from saying: "What is destined is just one step earlier and one step later." I was always afraid that I wouldn't be able to wait for you to come, so I bought that bottle of potion with a lot of money, but now it seems that I won't need it anymore. ”

He pointed to the table next to him, and Roddy looked over, and now there was a bottle of potion there, the liquid in the transparent bottle was slightly purple, and he could feel the magic fluctuations in it two meters away, and Roddy understood that this was a high-level potion of "Elite Grade", even more powerful than those that Ansatine had.

Buying this potion just to wait to see yourself?

Roddy frowned slightly, feeling that Angmar seemed to be taking herself too seriously.

"By the way, why didn't you see Sally? She... Ahem, ahem... She went to pick you up on purpose, I think she put a lot of thought into it, she started dressing up in the morning, and she didn't let me see her when she left... Ahem... Look. ”

Angmar tried to laugh, but coughed violently.

"Are you two making a fuss? I don't think she's happy when she comes back. ”

Hearing this, Roddy understood what the problem was: Sally seemed to be hiding so many things that the duke thought that the relationship between the two was the same as before.

"Me and Sally..."

He opened his mouth and wanted to explain, but when he saw Angmar's faint smile, he swallowed the words on his lips, and then showed a reluctant smile: "I quarreled because of something before, but now it's fine." ”

"Young man," Angmar waved his hand, "I heard a bell just now, and your eyes were very wary when you walked in—"

"So... What's wrong? ”

Luo Di understood that there were some things that could not be hidden from the old man, so he said bluntly: "The assassination of the undead is aimed at me and Sally, but everyone has already been killed by me." ”

He was not interested in describing the process of the counter-assassination, and continued: "But this time things are a little weird... The Assassins were weak, no match for Magda and Belom, and it was clear that they were not Augustine's men. ”

"Who's that?"

"Augustine has been secretly fighting against the council, and the two groups are independent of each other, and this time it should be the council of the dead."

Angmar thought for a moment, then frowned slightly, "I remember you once mentioned the 'plague, and this time you are here, mainly because of this matter"

"There is some information there, you take a look first, today's information has also been sent, and the situation seems to be stricter than imagined."

Roddy's eyelids twitched a few times, and he immediately took a closer look at the contents of the stack of parchment, and soon, a golden hint appeared in the "taskbar"-

【Judgment of the Throne of Bones】Phase 2 Quest Activation:

Task description: Learn about the "plague" and find out the source of the infection.

Reward: 86 XP.

With such a prompt, a little cold sweat oozed from Roddy's forehead unconsciously, he reached out and wiped it away, looking at the information in his hand, only one sentence echoed in his mind:

It turned out to be ahead of schedule

Roddy had mentioned the "plague" to Angmar before because in 596, there was a great plague in the kingdom of Karen.

The Orc invasion in 591 did not destroy the kingdom of Karen in one fell swoop, and the reason was that the royal family secretly reached an agreement with the undead to allow the Tasman kingdom to "surround Wei and save Zhao", and attacked Sauron's logistics troops in the rear, and the first invasion of the "King of Ten Thousand Axes" only took most of the Ivota in the first invasion.

Just when the kingdom thought it had escaped, the plague that broke out in 59 caused heavy losses to the people -- this plague, which lasted for more than half a year, caused the fundamental loss of national strength, and it was the biggest foreshadowing of the future kingdom being torn apart.

It wasn't until a year later that there were clues that the plague had something to do with the undead, and the theme of the expansion in 596 was dealing with the overwhelming army of the undead...

Now that the nightmare had suddenly arrived, Roddy felt a little cold in the blood all over his body—not from fear, but from nervousness: the existence of this task showed that the plague still had a way to deal with it.

From another point of view, the lives of hundreds of thousands of people are in their own hands at this time

His gaze turned to the names of the places, and after unfolding the territory map, he took a deep breath and muttered in a low voice, "It's the same, even the location is the same..."

At the same moment, Sally, returning from the convent, stepped into her bedroom.

In front of the dresser, her head, messy from the assassination, was neatly groomed, and she took off her gorgeous dress and washed off the makeup she had spent hours painting. After putting on a plain white robe, Sally looked at herself in the mirror, took three deep breaths, then rubbed her slightly red and swollen eyes, turned and walked out of the room.

Walking from the second floor to the first floor, Sally walked to the room with firm steps, waved the servant away, and knocked softly on the door.

"Please come in."

There was a faint sound from inside the room, and Sally stepped in, then reached out and "clicked" the door shut.

"I want to talk to you."

She looked at Akasha in front of her.

The little priest, who was a little at a loss, stood up from his seat and looked at Sally in front of him, who had completely changed her image, and didn't know how to answer for a while.

Tips: The new domain name "biquge.info" has been launched by Biquge, and the original domain name is about to be discontinued. Please tell each other, thank you!