Chapter 58

The rabble suddenly made a big move, and the news of the encirclement of the logistics convoy quickly spread throughout the barracks.

For a time, the officers and men in the army were in an uproar.

However, due to the routine martial law in the army after dinner, and the fact that the nobles and the generals of the Eugene family strictly restrained their own soldiers due to the sensitive period at this moment, few people were able to witness the largest infighting in the history of the city.

Of course, this does not include the battalion commanders of the coalition forces.

Almost as soon as they got the news, these officers, with their attendant guards with complicated expressions, hurried out of the camp and rushed to the rear camp to find out.

Among them, there are the law enforcement officers of the Ministry of Military Justice, the senior officers of the command, the commanders of the aristocratic private army, the captains of the knights, the chief quartermaster, the internal affairs officer, the flag officer, the chief and deputy commanders of the front battalion, and the commander of the military formation of the middle battalion.

However, all of them, a hundred meters away from the rear camp, were stopped by heavily armed rabble soldiers. No one can cross the thunder pool by half a step.

The authority of the officer, the noble position, in the face of those indifferent rabble men, did not play any role.

"Get out of the way! What are you doing here? This is rebellion!"

"Presumptuous, do you still want to do anything to us?"

"Whoever leads the way, call us out!"

On the main road in front of the main gate of the rear camp, the officers looked angrily at the rabble soldiers who stopped in front of them. They all shouted and scolded.

These fellows, with their wheeled wagons, blocked the road in and out of the camp tightly. In front of the carriage were more than a hundred expressionless men. No matter how much everyone threatened and scolded, they just ignored it. And whenever someone approaches, it is immediately tense.

No one doubted it. If they break through themselves, these guys will really dare to do it.

Behind the carriage, hundreds of heavily armed knights lined up in a riding formation. They were dressed in iron armor and armed with riding spears. Each one of them had already activated the warring and lowered their helmets. That appearance made people feel cold in their eyes.

These guys. What exactly do you want to do?

Are they really going to rebel?

The reaction of the officers was mixed. Most of the people who shouted in front were the commanders of the aristocratic private army. The rear battalion was the most firmly controlled of the three major battalions of the coalition forces. It's not an exaggeration to call it a back garden. But now they are directly surrounded by the rabble, so how can they not be angry.

The officers of the Fano family had mixed expressions.

On the one hand, they are somewhat gloating over the conflict between the rabble and the logistics convoy. On the other hand, they don't want such a thing to happen in the army.

Compared with the aristocratic private army, these officers understood the strictness of military law. I understand better what this kind of thing means for an army.

If the border army dares to do this, it will be immediately suppressed without hesitation. Every participant, regardless of status, regardless of strength, is thrown into prison. Serious executions. Even the lightest ones cannot escape decades in prison. He was even used as a slave and sent to a forced labor camp.

And in the Imperial Royal Legion. The Five Knights are more severe in dealing with this type of crime. No matter how justified the reasons these troublemakers have and how wronged they are, as the commander of the army, there will be no compromise or tolerance. They will not hesitate to order suppression, even if it is a river of blood.

Only wait until all risk factors are sure to be removed. After the situation has calmed down, they will investigate the cause and hold them accountable.

However, at that time, these troublemakers. Already corpses hanging from the gallows.

Such a thing can only happen in this coalition army, which is loosely disciplined and has sharp internal contradictions. And this kind of behavior, even if it is aimed at the rear camp controlled by the nobles, is also a kind of division and harm to this coalition army. It's hard to believe that in the future, on the battlefield, how can the rabble and the rear battalion fight the enemy side by side.

Thinking of this, the officers all looked at each other with a wry smile.

If the previous series of skirmishes between the rabble and the logistics convoy was a burning lead. Well now, the flame is close to the powder keg.

Do these unruly guys really want to set the whole city on fire?

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"Where's Ruberg?"

In the crowd led by the aristocratic private army, a middle-aged man who was surrounded by the stars like a moon at the core asked sharply.

This middle-aged man, one of the four deputy commanders of the coalition army, named Darnell, the earl, has the strength of a just four-star.

Although this kind of strength is not the top in the army, it is already a leader among a group of pampered nobles. In addition, when Darnell was young, he had served in the border army for many years, and he was considered well-informed, so he was elected by the nobles as the deputy commander of the coalition command.

In the coalition command, Eugene is the commander-in-chief, responsible for the affairs of the general army. And under Eugene, there are four deputy commanders.

These four deputy commanders are in charge of military law, internal affairs, operations, intelligence, logistics and supply, and other aspects of work. Nominally subordinate to the coalition command, it is directly accountable to Eugene. However, in fact, Darnell, who was elected by the nobles, and another noble deputy commander, represented the interests of the nobles.

Therefore, the usual affairs in the army are decided by Eugene and the other two deputy commanders. The existence of the two Darnells was only a symbolic attendance, and at the same time the affairs of the army were reported to the nobles. At best, it functions as a microphone.

At this moment, the rabble army surrounded the logistics escort, Eugene was not there, and the other deputy commanders had their own important tasks and could not be present for the time being, as the highest-ranking officer here, Darnell naturally stood up, held up the shelf of the deputy commander, and asked where the leader of the rabble, Ruberg, was.

A moment later, Ruberg, the commander of the rabble, who was short and stocky and had a large round face, rushed over, accompanied by several officers, sweating profusely.

"Your Excellency!"

Ruberg almost rolled off his horse in front of Darnell, and cried out in fear.

"Ruberg, what are you rabble trying to do, are you trying to rebel?" said Darnell, enraged, pointing at Ruberg's nose, "I order you now." Take all your people with me at once. Give you three minutes, and after three minutes, every rabble soldier left here will be considered a rebel!

"Yes, yes! I'll let them go back to the camp!" Ruberg agreed respectfully, and walked towards the blockade of the rabble soldiers.

The scene was silent. People looked at this qiē with mixed expressions. Or disdain, or sneer, or whisper.

Everyone knows that don't look at Darnell's fierce scolding of Ruberg, as if he wants to hold him accountable, but in fact, Ruberg, the leader of the rabble, is also a member of the aristocratic family.

When the coalition was first formed, there were successful cases of the rabble army shining in the Battle of Medin City. Therefore, the noble lords, who had always been dismissive of the rabble, became unusually enthusiastic about the rabble.

In order to get the position of commander of the rabble, the noble elders of the command department fought with Fano for a long time, and it was not until the day before Fano led the army that Ruberg sat on the throne of the leader of the rabble.

Ruberg himself was a little baron north of Loulian. The territory is no more than the size of a palm. In terms of power and status, it is inferior to the loyal knights under the command of the great nobles.

However, this guy has a sleek nature and excellent sociability, and is a well-known loach among the aristocracy. You can climb a little friendship with anyone, therefore. Putting him in the position of commander of the rabble is very helpful for the nobles to buy and win over these men of all religions.

However, the nobles miscalculated this time.

Ruberg's methods may be useful for the nobles, but for the rabble. But it's useless. In the rabble, a group with a special tradition and extreme respect for strength, he tried his best to defeat the wolves.

Everyone knows that Ruberg is the commander of the UB. It's an ornament. This is clear not only to the generals of Eugene's family, but also to the generals of the aristocratic private army present. Therefore, Darnell's words were not so much a rebuke to Ruberg as to the rabble soldiers.

"It's the other way around, what do you want to do?" Ruberg shouted as he walked briskly over to the rabble's blockade.

After all, he was the commander of the rabble, and the soldiers did not stop him, but silently dodged a passage and let him in. Immediately closed, facing the officers, it was the same sabre-rattling appearance again.

Ruberg made his way through a blockade formed by wagons and heavily armed soldiers.

As soon as you cross the blockade, your eyes suddenly open up. The road leading to the logistics guard camp in the south of the city is twenty meters wide and can accommodate four carriages or twelve knights walking side by side. At this moment, the rabble cut off the passage nearly 100 meters in front of the camp, forming a wide rectangular field.

Under the red sunset, on both sides of the road stood heavily armed rabble soldiers. Everyone looked at Ruberg who passed in front of them with a strange gaze. In his eyes, there was banter, indifference, and curiosity, but there was no respect for him, the nominal commander of the rabble.

Ruberg is no stranger to this. He walked briskly through the crowd and walked towards the array of knights forty-five meters away.

The more he went, the more frightened Ruberg became. With just a sweep of his eyes, he found that at least half of the hundreds of wolves in the rabble had come. Moreover, even the lowest-ranking soldiers in the army were fearless in the face of the generals in the army, and the law enforcement officers of the Ministry of Military Justice were all present to exert pressure, and even threatened to suppress them.

Ruberg knows his own business. For the rabble, he has almost no control power.

The rabble is the most special of all the services.

Whether it is this rabble, or other rabble, whether it is the Saint-Soran Empire, or in the Philae Empire or the Pompeii Empire, the existence of the rabble is only a supplement to the army. Its function is to maintain law and order, do some guards, escorts, and at most use for work such as defending the city.

No commander has ever used the rabble as if it were a real army. Just like in the Philip army that invaded Solan, there was no rabble sequence.

They worked expeditions, and their requirements for the army in all aspects were extremely high. And the rabble, such a loosely disciplined unit, could not even complete a long march. Only the attacked side, in order to defend the city, will recruit a rabble army with insufficient troops, and when there are enough troops, the commanders would rather have no rabble.

Members of the rabble. All come from all over the world, three religions and nine streams. These men have different traditions and habits, and have different beliefs. No one is convinced of anyone. This is precisely the crux of the combat effectiveness of the rabble. For thousands of years, this stubborn problem has never been solved.

But Rupert never thought of it. The rabble army, which has always been chaotic and full of mountains, has actually become what it is now. It's like having an invisible hand that has pinched these unruly men into such a united and disciplined army.

Who is it that has such great ability?

Rupert was curious. Although he doesn't take care of things at all on weekdays, he knows everything about every move within the rabble. These hundreds of head wolves. He knew them all, too.

Based on his understanding of the rabble, there are usually one or two small-headed wolves gathered around a big-headed wolf, and it is normal for a stronger one to gather seven or eight dozen or so. But if anyone has the ability to bring dozens or hundreds of wolves to his side, I'm afraid that even if Archduke Adolf comes in person, he can't do it.

Thinking as I walked, after a while. Rupert had already walked in front of the knight array.

The first thing that caught Rupert's eye was a row of horses. A rabble knight in heavy armor and armed with a spear. The whole team was neat and solemn, silent, except for the occasional snort of the sitting war horse and the gouging of hooves, there was not the slightest confusion.

Just stand in front of the queue. Rupert felt a terrifying sense of oppression that made people chill in his vest.

Looking past the ranks of knights, Rupert saw quail-like soldiers and officers on the wall of the logistics convoy camp. Although they are also heavily armed. The appearance of saber rattling, but everyone's face was pale and their eyes were terrified.

Rupert had no doubt that as soon as the rabble knights attacked, the officers and men of the convoy would immediately be defeated and scattered. And the reason why they can still stand here is only because the rabble knights let them stand here for the time being.

His eyes swept over the eye-catching white line in front of the camp gate, and Rupert looked at the officers and men of the logistics escort team with a hint of banter and contempt.

Although in the same aristocratic camp. But Rupert, the commander of the rabble, is not usually very respected.

Not only did those noble lords have a lot of cold words about his failure to control the rabble, and joked about his short and fat body, but even the private knights under them didn't take him seriously. Herman, the commander of the convoy, has laughed at him on several occasions.

Therefore, when he saw the scene in front of him, Rupert's back involuntarily became erect.

Today, the rabble has forced the logistics escort to such a wolf situation, and in the future, these knights and the nobles behind them will not know where to put their faces when they see themselves!

If you dare to sneer at yourself again, you can make them roll their eyes with one sentence!

After the relief, Rupert was frustrated again. In the final analysis, he, the commander of the rabble, is just an ornament.

"Your Excellency. Seeing Rupert coming, the knights of the rabble turned their horses to make way for a passage. Aguli at the front of the queue rode up to Rupert, saluted with his right hand on his chest, and asked, "Why are you here?"

Rupert smiled wryly.

When he saw Agul, his heart was half cold.

In terms of strength, Aguli in the 1st Battalion and Debata in the 2nd Battalion are notoriously strong in the rabble. Not only is his martial arts extraordinary, but he also has a strong appeal and a strong wrist, and there are many knights under his command, there are several, and even Rupert can't see the depth.

Don't look at the official statistics, among the soldiers of this group of rabble, the only ones with the strength of the Glory Knight are Aguli, Debata and two others. Most of the others were just knights. But Rupert knows that the rabble army is by no means as simple as it seems.

Judging from his usual observations of the head wolves he came into contact with, they all had a lot of hidden strength, and the group of Aguli and Debata was even more unfathomable.

"Mr. Agul. ”

Although Aguli was only a squadron leader in the first battalion, and his position was several levels lower than himself, Rupert did not dare to take Aguli lightly in the slightest. From a young age, he began to learn to read words and colors, and learned to move among the nobles, and he had long since exchanged the useless reserve of the little lord for the sleekness of reality.

"Who are you?" said Rupert, surprised.

"The logistics escort team captured a cadet from the first training camp," Aguli said, "It just so happens that this cadet is another person that we all admire, so." We hope that the logistical convoy will be able to hand over the personnel. Even if he violates military law, he has the right to a fair and public trial. ”

"That student, is your name Roy?" the expression on Rupert's face changed from surprise to surprise, as if he had just heard about it. He nodded, "About him." I've heard about it too. To tell the truth, the idiots of the logistics escort team are really not human. ”

"But......," Rupert said, embarrassed, "though I understand everyone's anger at this kind of thing, but are we going too far by doing this? Inside the army, it is not peaceful. Originally, this was nothing to do with our rabble, but if we accidentally ignited the fire, we might have detonated this explosive keg......"

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at the place where the generals gathered behind him and said, "Now." The entire barracks was shaken by us. Not only did the battalions come, but even Deputy Commander Darnell came. He gave us ten minutes. Let us withdraw our troops back to the camp immediately, or ......"

"How else?" Aguli said expressionlessly, "is he going to take action to suppress us?"

As soon as he heard Agul's answer, and looked at the mocking smiles of the knights around him, Rupert knew that such a threat was of no use to them.

Eugene is not there. No one in the army has the authority to mobilize the army. What's more, Darnell is only one of the four deputy commanders of the coalition forces. Without the support of two of the other three deputy commanders, he could only stand outside and stare dryly. And once he mobilized the noble private army, the generals of the Eugene family. We will not sit idly by. At that time, this powder keg will really be on the verge of exploding.

For a moment, Rupert's nose and eyebrows were all wrinkled together. A chubby, round face that looks ridiculous.

"Mr. Agul," Rupert asked cautiously, "may I ask you, are you preparing to attack the logistical convoy?"

"Not really," Aguli said unexpectedly, giving Rupert an answer that made him put his heart down, "since they have imprisoned Mr. Roy, then we will have to imprison them." When they release people, we will lift the blockade. And before that......"

Aguli pointed to the white line in front of the camp gate, "If anyone dares to cross this line, then don't blame us for being polite." ”

Hearing that the UAE had no intention of attacking the camp of the logistics convoy, Rupert breathed a sigh of relief. When he turned his head to look at the logistics escort again, his eyes fell on the guard tower.

Hundreds of wolves of the rabble were dispatched at the same time, and the reason was actually to imprison a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy there. This has never been seen before in the history of the rabble. And this young man actually has such a terrifying appeal, does that also mean that he can command the entire rabble army with a single word?

Thinking of this, Rupert couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

There are many reasons why the wolves are united for this teenager. In addition to the teenager himself saving the rabble in the Battle of Medin City, there are also the traditions of the rabble, as well as the self-interest, fame, reputation and appeal of these leading wolves.

After all, in the rabble, if your own people are bullied, everyone else is indignant and comes to help, but you sit idly by. I can't mix it up in the future.

But the fact that they can do something for this teenager does not mean that they will listen to this teenager.

Today's qiē is just a combination of various factors, just a coincidence. Once today's day passes, the rabble will still be a rabble. There are many mountains, and no one obeys anyone. The situation of hundreds of wolves working together and obeying the leadership of one person at the same time is just a flash in the pan!

It's ridiculous that he still thinks that this hundreds of unruly head wolves will listen to a teenager's words. It's really a bad brain.

Rupert was thinking about how to report to Darnell at the same time, but suddenly saw a commotion on the other side of the blockade line, and there was a lot of noise.

"What's wrong?"

The knights of the rabble army present also looked sideways, paying attention to the movement over there.

A moment later, one of the soldiers of the blockade rushed to Aguli and reported, "Lord Aguli, Lord Avery of the Knights of the Guards of the City of Muni has asked to see you. ”

Avery is coming?!Rupert's mind raced.

Among the four lieutenants under Eugene's command, Avery Captain, the fifth brigade of the Knights of Munny, is the most powerful. He not only commanded a long knightly brigade of hundreds of just knights and hundreds of servants and peripheral knights left behind by Fano. Moreover, he is also in charge of the most important tasks of military law, warfare and intelligence.

Compared to Avery, Darnell, the deputy commander, is more like a full-numbered. Whether it's job ranking, real power or prestige. Avery was holding him down.

Now that Avery has come, it means that Avery will take over the handling of this conflict. This does not bode well for the aristocracy.

If Darnell could still use the noble private army before, then now, Avery does not speak, and the private army dares to move. It will be immediately considered a rebellion.

But...... Rupert thought to himself that this wasn't entirely bad.

No matter what Avery said, he was also the deputy commander of the coalition forces. This unauthorized action of the rabble forces surrounded the coalition army's own logistics escort, and from any point of view, the nature was extremely bad. Coupled with the fact that these guys are unruly, anyone holding it is a piece of red-hot coal.

This kind of troublesome matter should not be solved by oneself. It's better to throw it to Avery. All Darnell and the other noble generals had to do was put pressure on Avery.

Rupert was thinking about it. Aguli and Debata were also a little surprised.

They are no strangers to the captain of the Fifth Brigade of the Knights, the right-hand man of General Eugene. On weekdays, I have also dealt with it a few times. Avery was well aware of Avery's position in the military.

Unexpectedly, Avery also came in person this time.

Aguli and Debata glanced at each other. His expression became stern.

If there was one force in the coalition that could worry them, it was the Fifth Longest Knights Brigade in Avery's hands. This Fano general left Eugene's knightly brigade for a purpose. It is the anchor of Muni City. It is because of their existence that those nobles still do not dare to act rashly.

If it was really a life-and-death fight, the bandit army would not be afraid of the Fifth Knights' Brigade. The strength of the bandit army hidden in this barracks is a strength that Avery could never have dreamed of.

However, in that case, it would not do the city of Muni any benefit to the present city, or to either of them. The result of losing both sides is nothing more than letting those noble private armies gloat on the sidelines.

After being silent for a while, Debata whispered in Agul's ear, "Did the young master just ask us to block the logistics escort when he sent the news from the pigeon whistle just now?"

"Hmm. Agul nodded affirmatively.

In the eyes of others, the rabble suddenly surrounded the logistics convoy because of the escalation of the conflict, or because the rabble unilaterally stood up for Roy. But only the members of the bandit army knew that this qiē was because not long ago, they suddenly received an order from Roy with a pigeon whistle.

The directive demanded that Agulli and Debata, lead the rabble, to completely encircle the logistics convoy and cut off the logistics convoy from the outside for at least two prayer hours.

Everyone doesn't know what the idea of this cunning young master is in his stomach, but for his orders, they will only carry out them faithfully and thoroughly. That's why we have the current scene.

However, with the arrival of the battalion generals, especially Avery, the situation changed.

If the other side forcibly demands that the rabble withdraw its troops, or even does not hesitate to send troops to suppress it, triggering bloody clashes, the situation will become uncontrollable. By that time......

"Young Master won't be anything, will it?" Debata asked, half-squinting at the crowded blockade.

"Probably not. "Don't forget, Mr. Auston and Mr. Algernon, but they are always secretly protecting the young master. I don't dare say anything else. But in this Muni City, I don't believe that there is anyone who can hurt half of the young master's hair from the hands of two Great Bright Knights!"

As he spoke, Aguli urged his horse.

"Let's go. Since Avery is here, let's go and see you!, but since the young master has asked us to block the two prayers here, then, whoever it is, can't be reduced by one minute!"

"Of course!" Debata beckoned, and rode his horse to follow.

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Under the guard tower, in the cramped cell, the firelight jumped.

Edson's distorted countenance, in the firelight, looked unusually hideous. And the tip of the long sword in his hand was about to stab Roy's heart.

Kill him!

Herman stared at the tip of Edson's sword. It doesn't matter who this kid is. No matter what the consequences of this sword stabbing down, there was only one thought in his mind.

This kid actually has a pigeon whistle hidden under his tongue. Who is he contacting, when does the person he contacts show up, and what happens?

Nobody knows.

Herman only instinctively sensed a threat that made him shudder. It's just that I feel that if I don't kill this kid now. Perhaps, there will never be a chance again!

But just when the tip of Edson's sword had almost touched Roy's skin, suddenly, there was a loud bang, and the rubble flew wildly. A large hole was broken in the ceiling of the cell, and a figure flew down. Like a loaded cannonball, it slammed into Edson's body.

This sudden change abruptly appeared. Before anyone could come to their senses, they saw Ederson being hit by the man. It was like a tomato smashed by a stone bullet ejected by a catapult, and it exploded with a bang. Turned into a burst of plasma and minced flesh, scattering in all directions.

How cramped the cell is. As soon as the bursting flesh exploded, it immediately splashed all over the faces of everyone present.

Blood, running down their faces. Pieces of broken bones and minced flesh, attached to the skin, to the armor. Slide slowly. Pull out streaks of scarlet blood.

And now, Edson has completely disappeared. Where he had been standing. Only a short figure remained, standing silently like a ghost. His whole body was already stained red with blood. It looks like a blood demon who has come out of hell, hideous and terrifying.

And what was even more terrifying was the sixteen battle rings flying and circling beside him. Each of these battle rings is so smart. So fast. They flew, hovering and staggering in the cramped cell, passing by from time to time. It's like sixteen hungry wolves, eyeing the sheep around them.

"Knight of Light!"

A knight's cries of exclamation echoed through the cell. A complete change of tune. There was a sense of disbelief and horror that bordered on hysteria.

In his cries. Herman and the others' faces were brushed, and the color of blood faded. It's all white.

The Holy Emperor is above, how can there be a Great Knight of Light here?! In the entire city of Muni, doesn't it mean that only Kameni of the first training camp is left to teach a Great Knight of Light? How can such a powerful man who is famous and powerful in the world appear here?

However, all the unbelievable is no match for the reality in front of us.

Yes, what appears in front of me is an out-and-out knight of light! A man who is placed anywhere will be respected and courteous. Even their lords and nobles will greet each other with a respectful smile, holding and flattering, and they dare not offend the strong man in the slightest!

The terrifying coercion, the huge fighting spirit fluctuating on the battle ring, was so terrifying. Standing before him is like a lamb standing before a majestic lion. That extreme fear radiates from the bones to the whole body. Even the hairs are standing on end!

It's not a nightmare. He killed Edson!

Right in front of them, under their watchful eyes, at the moment when they saw Edson about to stab the long sword into Roy's chest, this Great Knight of Light, in the simplest, most direct, and most savage way, smashed Edson into a ball of bursting blood-red mince!

This qiē all happened in the blink of an eye, and the rabbit rose and fell, and the speed was incomparable. It wasn't until the flesh and blood on his body fell to the ground that everyone came back to their senses.

The two guards vomited on the spot. The other knights drew their swords violently. Herman, who reacted the fastest, rushed up the stairs.

However, all their actions were directly ignored. The knight of light turned his back to them, and without even looking back, he took a great axe from his back with his backhand and strode to the torture rack. Picking up the axe, he slashed through the shackles that bound Roy.

"Young Master!" Algernon, who was not good at words, bowed to Roy and stood silently.

But his young master was like a thunderbolt, which exploded in everyone's ears. Everyone, including Herman, is a soul flying out of the sky.

Young Master, this Great Knight of Light, actually calls Roy a young master?!

This thought flashed quickly, and Herman had already jumped up the stairs, but at this moment, a thin figure appeared at the top of the stairs.

This is a knight with an elegant temperament and a good demeanor.

He wore a light leather armor that was very popular among the nobility, and was covered with a plaid tunic coat. The white ruff collar sets off his handsome face with extra elegance and charm. When he appeared in front of everyone, he was like a ghost walking in the night, walking into a brightly lit ball, and incarnated as a prince.

However, the long sword in his hand and the sixteen battle rings flying on his body were so terrifying, so cold and compelling!

Herman's footsteps stopped. The panicked knights were also like petrified, turning into sculptures. Some still maintain the posture of turning around and running, and some maintain the movement of drawing their swords, which looks extremely ridiculous.

Another Knight of Light!

In everyone's head, there was a buzz, like a thousand gongs and 10,000 trumpets sounding at the same time. All thinking is completely solidified.

But that's not the most shocking thing for them.

The most shocking thing was that as soon as this elegant knight of light appeared, his gaze passed over them, looked behind them, and bowed.

"Young Master. ”

Gollum! Everyone's Adam's apple was shaking with difficulty, and their pupils contracted sharply.

Their gaze left the terrifying knight of light, and turned little by little, falling on the black-haired young man behind him.

In the field of vision, the young man who had regained his freedom gently rubbed his wrists that were red by the shackles. Under the dirty, grass-clinged black hair, there were blue eyes with a cold, sarcastic smile. Facing everyone's gaze, he took off the pigeon whistle in his mouth, revealing his white and plain teeth

(To be continued......)