Chapter Eighty-Six: Crisis

However, it is said that after Fletcher took Rodin to Cynthia's house, Erica, a kind woman who knows how to be grateful, decided to risk her life and take the two in after hearing them tell the truth. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Because most of Rodin's bones were shattered, they could not shake violently and could not leave Elden for the long journey immediately.

And missing this best time, the aristocratic army launched a vigorous operation to hunt down the two, and there was no chance to leave the city.

Had to stay at Cynthia's house for a few more days.

The girl couldn't let go of her sweetheart, so she deliberately took a few days off from the Brando's ready-to-wear store, and has been taking care of him at home. Rodin was unconscious, so she boiled some broth, rice porridge and the like every day, and fed them carefully. Worried that he had been bedridden for a long time and had bedsores, he massaged him every day to relax his muscles and blood.

Fletcher saw it in his eyes, feeling more and more guilty, but he was helpless, Rodin had an unshirkable responsibility for today's situation.

couldn't help but clench his fists hard, and in just three days, his injuries were all clean, and bright red tender skin appeared on his chest. The biggest change was the improvement of his physique, he obviously felt that his strength, reactions, and recovery ability had greatly improved, and he seemed to have touched the edge of the breathing method cultivation stage.

Under the mixture of joy and sorrow, Fletcher no longer needs Rodin's supervision and reminders, and spontaneously does some routine training every day.

On this day, about three days after the demonic rebellion, Eldon's lower town was plastered with bounty warrants for two people.

Fletcher felt that he couldn't go out, so he stayed inside all day.

At this moment, he and Cynthia were probing Rodin's situation.

His bones were still soft and crumbling, his face was ruddy, and he should have regained his senses a long time ago, but he had been unconscious.

I can't help but worry more and more.

"Oh no, Cynthia, Fletcher, the army is about to search for it!?"

Suddenly, Erica ran into the house in a hurry, looking panicked, she was just an ordinary woman after all, not to mention that she still had a young son to raise, and she couldn't deal with it calmly in the face of a murderous army.

"Mom, don't panic, we'll hide Rodin in the basement. “

Cynthia said firmly, "Then they won't find it!"

"Well, what if—"

Erica couldn't help but cover her mouth, Rodin and Fletcher were both people who were very kind to their family, and they must not do ungrateful things now.

She forced herself to be calm, but the girl's eyes were firm and calm.

Soon after, Fletcher hid in the basement with Rodin in his arms, while the mother and daughter covered the wooden door with a glove box.

The basement is dark and spacious, about 40 square meters, and there are some furniture that is not commonly used, as well as food such as bacon, ham, and mead.

Fletcher held "Erwin" tightly in his arms, his head pressed against the wooden door above, and pricked up his ears to listen carefully to the outside world.

In a moment, there was a violent knock on the door, followed by four or five heavy footsteps.

"Da, da, da—" Fletcher watched the soldiers pass by many times, and prayed to them to leave. If something goes wrong, he's going to kill the soldiers, but Cynthia and Erica are bound to be implicated.

The soldiers who entered the house rummaged through the cabinets and found nothing.

The mother and daughter glanced at each other and couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

However, after several searches, the soldiers refused to give up.

Fletcher was hiding in the basement and couldn't help but think about his identity.

He, Rodin, and Cynthia's family were all sinners, and perhaps the soldiers would give "extra care" to the families of sinners. ”

Fletcher's fears were confirmed, and the soldiers, searching again and again, finally found clues.

"Huh, why do I feel that the floor of this room is not right, it looks like it's empty?"

A bearded soldier suddenly glanced at the mother and daughter, his eyes full of scrutiny.

"Oh no!" fletcher exclaimed.

The little girl gritted her teeth, and when she saw her mother's bloodless appearance, she knew that she would definitely not be able to hide it, so she pretended to be calm and said, "Well, there is indeed a basement in this house where bacon is stored, uncle, do you want to check it?"

She felt the cold temperature of the fruit knife hidden in her sleeve, her heart pounded, and she secretly made a decision.

"Isn't that nonsense? Hurry up and open it for us to see, check it early and close it early!"

A total of 4 soldiers, according to Cynthia's instructions, moved the piled up wooden boxes, and Erica quietly exited the room with Ryan at Cynthia's signal.

"My daughter, mom is sorry for you. ”

Erica prayed silently in her heart.

"Shhhh

"Ahh

In an instant, a sharp cry of pain rang out, and Cynthia suddenly let go of the knife that was in front of her and took a bloody step back.

After all, she was an ignorant girl who had never experienced a battle, and after sending the knife into the soldier's body with her own hands, she couldn't help but tremble slightly and retreated.

At the same time, the bearded body that poked his head into the basement fell straight down, and Fletcher, who wiped his throat with a clean sword, grabbed the escalator and jumped out of the darkness at once.

"Good guy, dare to plot against uncle!"

The remaining three soldiers pounced on Fletcher, and the one with the knife in the back covered the wound with one hand, and with a tiger roar, drew his saber and walked towards the girl fiercely.

What a Fletcher, when life and death were at stake, I saw his body dodging the two of them like electricity, Erwin drew a blue light, a sword rushed blood, and the two soldiers on the opposite side instantly covered their throats and fell to the ground with a "gurgling" sound.

"Sure enough, the speed and strength have increased a lot!"

Fletcher marveled at the change in himself, and then his expression changed dramatically, and the wounded soldier was already closing in on Cynthia, and the sharp blade in his hand swung a sword at her.

"Whoosh-"

The girl's little face was pale, she fell to the ground holding her left arm, two drops of crystal oozed from her big black and white eyes, and the severe pain made her red lips purse tightly, but she stubbornly did not make a sound.

The soldier who had just swung his sword glanced in surprise at the sword that pierced through his chest, and fell to the ground with a thud.

"Cynthia, how are you, are you seriously injured?"

Fletcher caught a glimpse of the little girl's bloodied left arm, and he couldn't help but chuckle in his heart.

"You can't be okay, otherwise Rodin will wake up, how will I explain to him"

"I'm fine, Uncle Fletcher. “

"Hurry up and carry Rodin out, I guess this place will be discovered soon. “

"Okay, let's get out of here together!"

Fletcher went back to the cellar and carried Rodin out, she found a white scarf to wrap around the wound, and put on a new garment outside, except for a slight paleness.

It didn't take long for the three of them to simply pack up their salutes, and Fletcher disguised himself as a fat man with a beard.

And Rodin was dressed in a fancy robe, and his right hand was resting on Cynthia's shoulder, and Cynthia was leaning on his arms, like a beautiful boy in his arms. Fletcher dragged his left hand like a faithful thug's bodyguard.

"Woo, we can't go home again, can we?"

Erica dragged the baby in swaddling clothes, tears in her eyes.

Not long after the mother and daughter moved into this new house, the house money had not been paid off, who would have thought that they would soon leave behind this huge family property.

Fletcher said guiltily, "It's all my fault for bothering you, we shouldn't be here!

"Now is not the time to say such useless words, Mom, Uncle Fletcher, let's take Rodin to hide elsewhere, we won't be able to leave later!"

"Where did you go?" Fletcher hesitated a little, the unconscious Rodin, the six gods Erica, and the injured Cynthia, he suddenly felt that the responsibility on his body was like a mountain.

Blessed to the heart, a child-faced armored figure suddenly flashed in his mind.