In the small room, Giggs scurried like a headless fly, and his mouth roared meaninglessly.

He spun around, knocking down tables and chairs.

The Neville brothers were shocked, their hands were in severe pain, and with Wu Xin's action language and the state of Giggs just cast, they were all a little drumming in their hearts.

They were not Irish, but English, and obeyed Keane and Giggs only because they had long been supported by the French and dominated the English group.

Although they participated in many of the misdeeds of Giggs, the benefits they could get were actually very limited, and the Giggs had so many vices that they spent money indiscriminately that they had to be in arrears in their regular dues, which was even more harsh to them.

Therefore, it is okay for them to bully the weak together, and in the face of any accidents, their morale is suspicious.

Wu Xin's next move gave them a heavy blow to their confidence, and he waved his hands and chanted a certain language rapidly.

Although he couldn't understand the content, this time they were all sure that Wu Xin was indeed casting a spell.

"You two bastards, what are you waiting for, my uncle is the chief prosecutor, he can handle everything, you guys give it to me!" Keventer, who was guarding the door, also saw that Wu Xin was casting a spell, and he wanted to teach Wu Xin a lesson, but he didn't want to eat a spell.

Keventer, despite the pain of his subordinates, kept urging them to attack, and he yelled at the Neville brothers, not noticing that a small cloud of green liquid flew from Wu Xin's fingers and was approaching his mouth.

"Give it to me... Vomit..."

Kevinte's throat was in extreme pain, like a handful of scorching sand.

The mucous membranes in the esophagus emit intense pain under the stimulation of acid.

Kevint needed water, and he had never needed water in his life like this moment.

But the kettle on the table had just been knocked over by the running Giggs, and Keventer immediately turned to open the door to go outside to drink from the tank.

As soon as he opened the door, he was kicked down by Wu Xin, who had caught up.

Kevent threw a dog on the ground to gnaw mud, but he didn't give up his thirst for water, and still crawled towards the water tank not far away.

Five steps, four steps, three steps, two steps, one step....

He got down next to the water tank and stuck his head in.

He even stuck his tongue out, trying to lick the water that was so close at hand.

The tip of his tongue and nose already felt the beauty of the water, and it was only a second before he could feel the cool and comfortable taste.

But just a second before his tongue touched the transparent fairy liquid, a strong force suddenly came from his head, pulling his head out of the vat.

He was overconfident, so he did not wear armor and did not wear a helmet.

Wu Xin grabbed his hair, pulled his head out of the water tank, and then smashed it hard towards the edge of the water tank.

"Uh............ My dad is always checking .............."

"I didn't hear clearly, who is your father?"

"My dad is ..............."

"I don't care who your father is."

Wu Xin slammed his face into the water tank again, he was by no means a person who didn't care about background and power, but at this stage of the battle, those powers and schemes had to give way to pure violence.

Kevinte's nose was smashed, but he didn't feel much pain, and the burning sensation from his throat overwhelmed all other sensations.

He continued to struggle and tried to put his head into the tank, only to be met with another slam from Wu Xin.

At this time, Villefort also caught up, the effect of the "panic technique" had passed, and he regained his senses.

At this time, only he and Kevent were left, and the Neville brothers saw Kevent's miserable appearance, only when Wu Xin had just cast another powerful magic, they were already frightened and fled.

Villefort was also afraid, but he knew that he couldn't leave Kevent and escape, and the stronger Wu Xin became, the more he couldn't do without the protection of the Mutual Aid Society.

He had decided not to use his confession to control Wu Xin anymore, and he understood that such a stubborn enemy could not be controlled by himself.

He wants to kill Wu Xin directly, and the mutual aid will have a way to dispose of the corpse, although it is a bit troublesome for a Hu to disappear in an unknown place, but Kevent's father can handle it.

Wu Xin smashed Kevent twice, and after making sure that he couldn't resist, he picked up the long sword he had fallen to the ground, and then didn't talk nonsense with Giggs, and directly chanted the spell again.

Giggs watched Wu Xin cast the spell and accelerated to interrupt his spell cast.

But when he rushed in front of Wu Xin, Wu Xin had just finished casting the spell, and a ball of flame appeared at the tip of his sword.

After casting several spells in a row, Wu Xin's body became more and more cold.

He gritted his teeth and endured the torture of the bitter cold, raising his sword with tongues of fire and attacking Giggs.

Giggs rushed too fast in the last few steps, he couldn't adjust his body to dodge or set up Wu Xin's long sword, he could only attack Wu Xin's body, trying to force the opponent back.

But Wu Xin did not hesitate to bear the sword with his shoulder, in exchange for a sword in Giggs's shoulder.

Both of them were hit.

Although Giggs's swordsmanship was superior to Wu Xin's, Wu Xin's flaming sword caused far more terrible wounds.

Giggs, who was not armoured, was wounded by the flames from his shoulder to his chest, and a terrible wound appeared on his body.

And his clothes were also set on fire, but he didn't have a chance to take off his clothes, because Wu Xin endured severe pain and attacked him again.

Giggs could only resist while being roasted by the fire, and this time he was completely powerless to fight back, and could only barely protect his vital points.

After the second sword fight, the tongue of fire on Wu Xin's sword disappeared, but Giggs's hand was also burned, and he could no longer hold his sword.

Wu Xin's third sword, cut off his sword, and then followed by a kick to kick him to the ground, the pain on his body as if he was burned by fire made him urgently need to vent, Wu Xin did not hesitate to raise the long sword to cut his neck.

At this time, Kevent had already woken up, and Wu Xin underestimated the strength of the stalwart samurai, and instead of looking for water, he gave Wu Xin a punch from behind.

Just before he could continue his attack, Kevent suddenly went black and fell to the ground.

"Alright, that's it." That's when Pastor Ayran and Little Terry show up. "Killing him won't weaken your real enemy, it will only give them a tacit consent to their revenge."

"Good thing you arrived just in time." Wu Xin had already made an appointment with Little Terry that if Giggs disappeared with him, he would go to Pastor Ellan for help, but the other party reappeared at this time, I am afraid it was not a coincidence, but confirmed that he could perform arcane arts, so he was willing to help. "Where's my friend?"

Wu Xin felt that he was about to freeze at this time, and he had to go all out when he spoke, so as to see that he would not fight a cold war.

"Your friend is good, I asked him to wait for us in my room." After stating that little Terry was all right, Father Erlan then pointed to his side and said to Wu Xin: "I am not sure that I can control the situation alone, I need help to be sure that I can save people from the nephew of Siegel ** official." This is the Knight of Cassano, the captain of the guard.

Next to Father Erlan, stood a heavily armored warrior.

Although this knight was wearing heavy armor, he was thin and his face was obviously very unhealthy, but just standing there put unprecedented pressure on Wu Xin, a warrior who was far more powerful than Gonzalez and Keventer.

It was he who threw a rock at Kevent's head and knocked him unconscious.

"This is Cesare's minion, but it looks like he's going to be a knight's apprentice soon." Father Ellan walked over and looked at Giggs, who had fallen to the ground, to make sure he was still alive. "If you don't spare this guy's life, things between you won't be easy to handle."

Father Erlan didn't fully understand what the "Mutual Aid Society" was doing, but he probably knew what tricks they were playing, and he Keventer put it on the ground and continued: "I hope you can understand that Knight Keventer can't do anything for the time being, he was just misled by Giggs. ”

This conflict was enough to bring Kevent down, but not enough to damage the ** officer Siegel behind him, so Erlan preferred not to move, but he felt that it would be difficult to convince Wu Xin because he was only a teenager.

He felt that he might need a little more time to convince Wu Xin.

However, Wu Xin nodded quickly and unexpectedly: "I will listen to your arrangement, Father Erlan, but Giggs will definitely continue to frame me." ”

"Of course he will frame you, but since the Knight of Cassano is here, he can't help but admit that he is framing." Father Erlan's words made Wu Xin look at Cassano again, the knight was obviously sick, but Priest Erlan had confidence in him. "Don't worry, it's no problem with the Knight of Cassano."

From the moment he appeared, the Cassano knight did not speak, but covered his mouth with his hand when he coughed.

In front of Wu Xin's eyes, he pressed the helmet and planned to turn around and leave.

Wu Xin was thinking about his position when he suddenly felt a darkness in front of him, and then he heard Pastor Erlan exclaim.

During the battle, Wu Xin had been in control of the situation, and several enemies had hardly caused him any damage because of the burns on his body, but the torture he had received in front was not light, and it was Wu Xin's unwillingness to admit defeat to survive until this time was completely at work.

Before Wu Xin fell to the ground, the Knight Cassano held him up in time.

………………

In a blur of consciousness, Wu Xin felt as if there seemed to be something slimy on his neck.

He struggled to open his eyes and found himself seemingly lying on a basement bed.

Next to the bed was the same Sherlock who hadn't shown up since he was sent to the island, he still had an amiable smile on his face, and he was slowly putting something on Wu Xin's neck.

Moving his gaze downward, Wu Xin saw several terrifying long worms that had been extended to his stomach.

This creature is similar to the leech in Wu Xin's memory, but it is longer and stronger, and it has bright patterns on it.

The slimy feeling on Wu Xin's neck was caused by them.

They were sucking Wu Xin's blood, and Wu Xin watched as Sherlock threw the ones that had already sucked enough blood into the jar at hand, and replaced them with those that had not sucked blood.

It's just that these creatures who have sucked Wu Xin's blood are not the kind of satisfied and excited, but they are frozen one by one, and after being thrown into the water, the surrounding water has formed a thin layer of ice.

"It's no big deal, I've sucked a little of his blood out with a leech, and the coldest blood has already been sucked out." Sherlock's voice is also a reassuring soothing rhythm.

He saw Wu Xin wake up, nodded to him with a smile, and then said to the side: "Say whatever you want, but try not to get excited, if you are afraid that he will understand our affairs, then we can speak Latin, you know his mother's attitude towards the Roman Church better than me, and he must have never taught him this common language of the Roman Church." ”

"Don't get excited? You're telling me not to get excited?! He almost died inexplicably like that! If he died, what would all this mean to me? Although the tone was very intense, Cassano's voice still seemed to be out of breath. You've got to give me an explanation of what the hell is going on, he's like he's been fished out of a sea of ice, and he doesn't seem to know me anymore. ”

"He is so closely connected with that being, and if that existence is cut off from this world, his soul will naturally be severely damaged, and it is normal to lose his memory." Sherlock was still amiable and calm. "As for the change in body temperature, listening to your description, it should be a normal reaction after a fierce battle."

"Is this a normal reaction? I've seen so many warlocks, and none of them have this kind of problem. Cassano Shylock was clearly not satisfied with his explanation, and he coughed violently after he finished speaking. Ahem, ahem"

"How many warlocks have you seen again? We have all sorts of strange warlocks on our records, with a myriad of side effects of their ability to excite, some of them will stop drinking water, some of them will need to soak in barrels all day, and some of them will change their gender. Sherlock's tone lifted slightly when he said the words 'our record', and he looked very confident. If you can't trust me, can't you trust our records? ”

Cassano was silent for a while before he said in a strange tone: "Hehe, wisdom is passed on forever, I hope it is really as good as you say." ”

"Yes, only wisdom will last forever, and I'm sure this is a possible side effect of the Warlock's legacy." Sherlock's voice was full of devotion. "Don't worry, I'll do my best to help him as long as it's within my means."

"Hehe, you're going to help someone who has no value anymore?" Cassano smiled sarcastically, but he was always speaking in Latin, but he couldn't say a few words, mixed with a few coughs.

Sherlock nodded earnestly, then shook his head again: "Of course I don't care about worthless people, but even at this time, he is a strange commodity. But you also know how powerful his enemies are, and His Royal Highness the Regent really meant to let him spend the rest of his life in a safe place. ”

Sherlock's voice sounded very sincere, but Cassano didn't buy it: "Ahem, that's a nice point, then why did you send him to this island, ahem, it's just that I, the dying man, will no longer be honest and die for him." ”

"Do you think Your Highness will have any malice?! Joining the Hospitaller is indeed a better way out for the nobles who have lost their inheritance, it is better than going to the convent, and what could be more painful for him than to live in the church of the dark sun? Sherlock's voice became high-pitched, as if he was hurt.

"Hmph." Cassano was reluctant to continue the issue. "By the way, what's going on with him?"

"I said, this situation is not surprising, there are all kinds of side effects after the warlock's ability awakens, and it should gradually disappear as the ability stabilizes, don't worry too much, I'll give him a little tranquilizer, and he will be fine after a good night's sleep." After Sherlock finished speaking, he applied a little cold liquid under Wu Xin's nose. "If you're really worried about him, help me find that Highness quickly, and he will have answers to any questions related to magic."

"Is your information reliable? I can't find it for so long to imprison that highness with a sturdy cell and a strong guard. Cassano looked agitated. Just because the island is not far from the mainland doesn't mean there will be a Roman church prison. ”

"Apart from that, what else is there for the two powerful cardinals to keep coming here in turn." Sherlock's voice changed back to its confident and persuasive tone. "Believe me, the records of our church are certainly correct, there is a secret prison of the Roman Church, even during the reign of the Kingdom of Spain, where the dangerous enemies of the Roman Church were imprisoned, and His Highness must have been imprisoned here by the Roman Church. It's just that this cell must be very secretive, after all, once his whereabouts are revealed, it will be a great disaster for the Church of Rome, even if the real pope faces the pressure of the two monarchs of Spain and Austria, it will be a headache. ”

Then Wu Xin heard a drawer open, and Sherlock seemed to move out of a heavy mass. "This is a heart-nourishing lung ointment, His Royal Highness the Regent caught more than a dozen mages as coolies, and used more than 500 catties of mythical whale meat and 20 catties of glacial honey plums to boil it out. His Royal Highness the Regent told you to take care, you see you haven't been forgotten......"

Wu Xin couldn't hear the words clearly, and his consciousness began to blur again...