"Jeff told me to follow you to Maeve. The magical girl followed Alwin, her voice a little weak and tears in her eyes, but she pursed her lips and refused to let the tears fall. "You know where Maeve is, right?"

Alwyn nodded: "I went to the town to discuss some personal matters in the castle, and when we are done, we will go to Maeve and Jogo, and I am also looking for them." ”

Alvin silently dialed a small abacus: rescue the Clipper first, and then go back to see the results of the battle of the Lord's Mansion, if Jogo and Maeve succeed in defeating the lord, Chris will have half of his belongings, and at the same time send Yi Mei'er back to the team, pack and take it away, board the ship and return home, and this trip to Black Gem Island will be successfully over.

Then he patted Sir Douglas on the shoulder, and said, "It's up to you to open the gates in a moment." ”

Sir Douglais snorted in displeasure. He was lying on a stretcher and came out of the mess of Wanghai Tower, bleeding profusely and extremely weak.

Alwyn looked at him like a bear, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and a narrow smile skimmed, Jazz not only bleed from the heavy sword on his thigh and the wound between his legs, in order to persuade him to obey and command the soldiers to return to the castle, Alwyn raised his sword on his thigh, and then the magic healed, and kept repeating, until he could not bear the begging for mercy, during which his terrible howl almost collapsed the restaurant.

The heavy armor that was still shiny and reflective before was stripped off by Alwyn and only the blood-stained substrate remained, dozens of holes witnessed Alwin's ferocity, and other places, including the serious injuries on the penetrating thighs, were healed by magic, but the wound between the legs Alwyn was still left for him, and the blood was no longer flowing, but it was conceivable that there had been a faint pain, and it would definitely no longer work for the time being, and the slightest thought would make Jazz feel extremely ashamed.

Only by surrendering and relying on healing can you continue your life, otherwise you can't even take care of your own three emergencies and can't live.

Douglas felt strange in addition to pain and shame. Although he is a knight, he also knows a little about the magicians who are classified as aliens, the magic is broad and profound, extremely mysterious and difficult to learn, and the mages should spend their lives practicing only one department of magic, but the young man in front of him is actually a magician of both water and earth, which is extremely rare.

And not only that, if his little magical insight was right, the magical healing techniques that he had performed dozens of times on his body belonged to wood magic, then it was unbelievable that this young magician cultivated the three systems of water, earth and engineering alone.

The magical girl who followed behind was in low spirits, wilting, if it was said that she was a dry flower that had not recovered when she entered the Moon Tower, but her vitality was still going up, and at this time it was because of Jeff's death, and her heart was sad and irrepressible, like a frosted eggplant, and her breath was going down.

She walked with her head down, occasionally glancing up at Alvin next to her, with a strange look in her eyes.

Sir Douglais was sure, she was sure that the merchant named Alwyn was a three-line magician.

However, the path of the three initiates is not easy to follow, and each of the time, energy, and resources is a headache.

The group was walking in silence when the soldiers suddenly stopped.

Alvin yelled and got out, and the soldiers just rolled out of the Wanghai Tower, but they didn't dare to roll too far, and they didn't say anything stupid like loyalty, and they abandoned the chief and fled, but according to the laws of Faroran, they would be killed. They waited downstairs, and when they heard Douglas summoning them, they hurried back, and somewhere they got a stretcher to carry the wounded Sir out.

Jeff's body was also placed on a stretcher and covered with a white cloth, and he was handed over to Maeve directly with Emeier when he was done, and as for Truso, Alvin asked the owner of Wanghailou to inform Chris to come and claim it—if he could recognize it, he would be willing to take it.

"Why did you stop?" asked Alwin.

"Arima team! Lord Chris is here. The little nobleman Onslow leaned into Alwin's ear.

Elwin couldn't figure out whether Chris left the Lord's Mansion because he was defeated by Jogo and Maeve or because he had defeated the rebels, and he made a special trip to reinforce the knights, and his heart was overjoyed, and he pressed the hilt of his sword and watched coldly at the horse team rushing towards him.

Haha! Sir endured the pain, tried to raise his head, looked through the gap among the soldiers, and sure enough, he saw five horsemen in black armor and black capes galloping from the side road.

The leader of the group, with a black cuirass adorned with a running golden stag and a red cloak fluttering like a flame, was none other than Lord Chris Jordanis Viscount, who was hurrying towards this direction.

There's a soldier calling for help! This gang of rubbish is useful for running away and waiting to be carried on a stretcher, Douglas thought to himself.

This was a personal battle, without informing the lord, and if he hadn't met Truso, he might have been tricked back to the castle by the clever Elwin.

The sound of hooves is like a shower!

Horses gallop like flying!

The lord's red cloak flutters against the wind!

It's strange that if they don't get to the front, they don't want to collide, they want to rush directly......

The soldiers in the front row began to evade, and they collided with each other in a panic, but without stopping, the quintex rushed through them like a whirlwind, treating them as if they were nothing, rather than Douglas wishful thinking, and freeing him from the enemy.

Not for himself, Alvin breathed a sigh of relief and whispered to Wenslow: "The masked old man at the back is the Patterson I told you, follow him and find the calf." Don't lose it, he's an old pirate, very cunning. ”

The little nobleman answered, left the group, and walked around the side.

In sight, the lord led his men to stop in front of the castle, turned over and dismounted, and trotted in, while the two men opened the door while Patterson and another old man with a cloak and a black veil galloped to the side.

The cloak covered his face, the dust raised by the horse's hooves, and the old man in luxurious black turned his horse's head and glanced sideways at the middle of the soldiers, I don't know why, Alwin felt that the man was looking at him, and the snake-eyed eyes seemed to be a little familiar, and the first thought was: he was from the royal capital, and he might be a royal capital secret servant.

Chris wasn't here to help. "Lord...... Your Excellency......" Douglas shouted softly in disappointment.

Alvin glared, "Lord Lord doesn't care about you, fool!" Tapping his thigh, the shout turned into a hum, "It's me who can save your life, not the lord!"

The girl muttered, "Are we still going to the castle?" ”

Alvin was also thinking about this problem, no matter what Chris was doing when he entered the town to ask for the castle, the goal was only a hundred paces away, and it was impossible to stop, Alvin gritted his teeth and said, "Keep going!"

There was a buzzing sound, the sound of crossbow strings vibrating.

The team took a few steps and then stopped, looking up at the arrow tower at the top of the castle.

Whoosh –

An arrow, thick and long like a spear but used to make an arrow, called a spear arrow or arrow spear, shot from the highest arrow tower, straight into the clouds, under the white clouds, three gracefully hovering seagulls, panicked and flew around.

Drawing a graceful parabola, the spear and arrow fell far into the sea outside the embankment.

"It's ......"

“...... Spears and arrows. ”

"I know it's spears and arrows, what are they doing? Shooting arrows into the sea for no apparent reason?"

"Shoot the Siren...... Normally it should be. Douglas wasn't quite sure, "But, the tip of the spear...... It seems to be hanging something......"

Buzz –

Whoosh –

Alwyn could see clearly, a cloud of black cloth that should have been wrapped in the sharpened and shiny tip of the spear......

No, it should be a black bag at the tip.

Buzz –

Whoosh –

Buzz –

Whoosh –

......

The third spear arrow was fired, then the fourth, then the fifth...... The landing point is arranged from far to near, and a straight line is drawn in the open sea towards the gate.

The sea water makes seedlings for the field arrows, and Lord Chris is planting rice.

"What the hell?" asked Alwin, puzzled, "Surely it's not for the sake of archery, but because of that black bag, which is for the purpose of delivering things?"

"It's kind of like putting incense bait. The magical girl said, "Lure the Kraken into the trap and hunt and kill." ”

Yes, there must be a demon when something is unusual, and it is very likely that there will be a kraken?

Alvin glanced at Yi Mei'er with satisfaction, and asked casually, "There's a kraken, now?"

The magical girl shook her head.

No or don't know, this expression is really hard to guess. Alwin's inquiring gaze turned to Douglas on the stretcher.

"The dam didn't blow the conch...... There shouldn't be a Kraken coming......" Jazz pouted, looking at the sky as he lay down, "and he did not make a move...... Rarely make a move...... Never ...... shot."

The son of a daughter does not do a pendulum, many nobles who are above the top are only willing to live in their own gentle township, hunting monsters is barbaric and dangerous in their arrogant eyes, awakening divine power, and being a knight, and they don't want them to make any effort to hunt monsters, and I have the impression that Chris's father is a guy who has not made an inch, relying on the shadow of his ancestors, and the son inherits his father.

As for Chris himself, if there is a father, there must be a son, and he does not have the good heart to protect the land and protect the people.

So what is he doing now?

Crazy, or nerve-wracked?

Watching the spears and arrows fired one after another, and the landing points extended in a straight line from the gate to the inland sea, Alwin touched his hairless chin and said, "It's so strange." Only one thing is certain, Chris is certainly not doing a good thing. ”

"Could it be a trap?"