"Quick, quicker, don't let that guy catch up!" shouted Prime Minister Pitt hoarsely at the coachman, and the carriage in which he and Alexander rode was racing through the streets, but the pursuers behind them kept chasing them.

Alexander sat in his chair in a daze, unable to speak for a moment. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had never seen anything like this, and he would never forget what had just appeared.

A man jumped from the roof of a building twenty or thirty meters above and stood in front of their carriage, and when the guards fired at him, the bullet hit the man in the chest, but the man was unscathed, and smiled and spat out the bullet that went into his chest, killing all the soldiers who shot him.

The coachman was so frightened that he completely forgot to control the carriage and crashed straight into the man, however, it was useless, even if he was knocked out and blood splattered more than ten meters, but immediately the man stood up again, as if nothing happened, still smiling, and chased after him.

One by one, the guards were killed by him, and in desperation, Prime Minister Pitt could only let the groom run away with all his strength in the carriage, leaving behind the guards and watching them be killed.

If it was just like this, it would surprise Alexander at most, as the crown prince, although he had never seen such a thing, but he still had the ability to bear it. However, what happened next was enough to leave a nightmare in his mind that will never be erased.

The slain soldiers stood up again, wailing and screaming, with unwilling resentment and a look of terror that terrified Alexander's heart, and they tried to catch up with them, even if the coachman tried to whip the horses to make them run faster, but this was a carriage after all, and even if it ran fast, it still carried a great weight. And those undead soldiers are out of the limits of human bodies, running faster than horses, and in the blink of an eye they are about to catch up with the carriage.

"Damn it!" Seeing that an undead soldier had jumped on the back frame of the carriage where he had been caught, Prime Minister Pitt took out his pistol and fired a shot at the soldier who had been serving them a moment earlier, driving him out of the carriage.

"He died for us...... Alexander said mechanically, his eyes still glazed, obviously not relieved, "you really ...... do this"

"Then ask him to be loyal to us once!" replied Prime Minister Pitt at once, and although he was also very surprised by the terrible undead, the Prime Minister knew what he had to do, and did not hesitate to shoot.

Manfred was unhurried behind the carriage, he didn't run deliberately, but he walked fast enough to keep himself from being pulled away by the carriage.

"He is really the son of William Noe Pitt the Elder, and he did not hesitate at all. Manfred praised Prime Minister Pitt for his decisiveness, but he did not hesitate to do so.

He raised his hand and hooked his fingers towards the carriage, and then, the coachman driving the carriage suddenly shook his body, and a large amount of blood gushed out of his chest, and the whole person fell off the carriage.

"Oh no!" Seeing that the carriage was unmanned, Prime Minister Pitt immediately opened the door of the carriage, jumped in front of the carriage with a skill that Alexander had never seen before, pulled the reins, and controlled the carriage before the horse lost control.

"When did you learn this?" said Alexander, amazed at the fact that Prime Minister Pitt in his fifties could still do so, and his stiff face trembled and trembled.

"When you learn to laugh. "Prime Minister Pitt didn't think much about it when he jumped out of the car just now, and he didn't even have the time to think about how he could have done such a crazy thing.

"Get me running, quick!" said Prime Minister Pete, whipping his horses hard, and the pursuers were getting closer, and if they continued like this, they might not have time to run out of the street, and they would be caught up and caught by the men behind them.

Manfred couldn't help but feel a little surprised to see Prime Minister Pitt step out of the car and regain control of the carriage. He had thought that by killing the coachman, he would be able to stop the carriage, but now it seemed that he would not be able to do so without a rough approach.

"I can't help it. Manfred shrugged, then kicked the ball of his foot and leaped high. With this jump, he jumped out of the distance and almost caught up with the carriage, and if it wasn't for Prime Minister Pete urgently turning the carriage, Manfred could have jumped directly onto the roof of the carriage just now.

"Two," Manfred frowned, "the son of William Noe Pitt Sr." ”

"That guy, is it really human?" Alexander looked at the back of the carriage and couldn't help but shrink his neck, he didn't recognize it as Manfred, after all, the time he saw Manfred, this man didn't impress him too much, and Alexander didn't pay much attention to this little person at that time. Now that Manfred's face had completely changed, Alexander was naturally even more unrecognizable.

Prime Minister Pitt was also anxious, but it was useless to be in a hurry, all he could do now was to try his best to run away with Alexander, whether he could run away or not, this was the only thing they could do now.

When the carriage had run another block, in the alley of the building, Prime Minister Pitt suddenly saw a troop of men. He was shocked, thinking that this was the enemy's pursuer, and he couldn't help but subconsciously waved another whip, wanting to make the horse run faster. But when the pair of centaurs was about to disappear from his sight, he suddenly recognized that this group of centaurs was wearing the uniform of the imperial capital garrison.

"Ready!" Marven commanded his subordinates as he raised his saber and lowered his voice.

When Prime Minister Pete's carriage disappeared from the alleyway, the undead soldiers immediately chased after him, and when he saw the pursuers appear, Marven immediately waved his saber and shouted at the same time: "Fire!"

The two rows of soldiers crowded in the alley immediately opened fire, and the sudden shot knocked the group of undead soldiers who didn't care about their side at all on their backs, and all of them fell under the guns of the imperial capital garrison.

Because these soldiers had just died, and they had only been hit by bullets, and the wounds were not obvious, Marvin and his men did not notice anything abnormal. After knocking down the enemy, Marven immediately led people out of the alley and regrouped in the streets, ready to deal with the next wave of pursuers.

And on the street where Prime Minister Pitt had just turned, Ernest was confronting Manfred.

Manfred sent all the undead soldiers out, and Ernest also came alone, knowing that it was useless to bring ordinary soldiers to the opponent he would face in this battle. The two men stood facing each other, and the street was empty except for them, as if they were preparing for a one-on-one duel.

"You, who is behind the events at the Ministry of the Interior?" Ernest held the hilt of his sword at his waist, this time he brought his own sword, and he also had a spare sword for insurance.

"I thought you'd suspect Count Jericho did it, Viscount Jericho. Manfred looked at Ernest with a smile, but behind his smile there was also a murderous motive, and now he was not full of admiration for Ernest as he was in the Ministry of the Interior, but he was eager to dismantle this Jericho.

"Every guilty person has his own sins, and there is no need to impose superfluous charges on him. ”

"Ha, it sounds righteous, but I guess your subtext should be: since these people are guilty, then whatever crime he committed, it is a death sentence, so there is no need to impose superfluous charges. Am I right?"

"Whatever you want. Ernest was unmoved, "You are the one who attacked Tiamat Palace today, dare to hunt down His Royal Highness Alexander and Prime Minister Pitt, this is an irrefutable charge, are you ready to die?"

"This preparation," Manfred said, his eyes widening with a scarlet light, "I was ready an epoch ago!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Manfred suddenly shook his robe, and endless bats flew out from under his robes and flew straight towards Ernest. This move is so similar to Swain's trick that Ernest reacted immediately, and after the Home Office suffered the loss of Swain's crows, Ernest has been thinking about how to deal with this move. However, he didn't expect that the solution he had come up with hadn't been used on Swain yet, so he would have to test it with Manfred first.

Ernest tightened his military uniform and charged at the bats, holding his sword in front of him, blocking the bats' bites, and rushing towards Manfred.

"Heh, want to take a hard beating?" Manfred naturally saw Ernest's plan, although his bat was much weaker than Swain's crow when impacting because of the lack of a hard beak, but bats also have their own advantages, not to mention that Manfred's combat experience is much richer than Sven's, and an epoch is enough time for him to sharpen his tactics.

Ernest rushed forward against the bat's bite, although his arms and face were bitten by the bat, but these insignificant wounds and subtle pain could not stop his pace at all, Ernest still charged forward, and with his speed, in the case of the bats could not stop him very effectively, it only took a few seconds for him to attack Manfred's body.

"Something is wrong. Manfred frowned, although Ernest was about to rush in front of him, but he was still not in a hurry, and he took a moment to analyze the situation, "Although some of them were blocked, but this damage still seems too small, it doesn't make sense, what did he do." ”

Manfred stared at Ernest, and when Ernest rushed in front of him, Manfred did not move, but raised his hand and grabbed Ernest's sword to his heart.

Although Manfred's hand was strong enough, Ernest's impact was also not to be underestimated, even if the sword was caught by Manfred, Ernest still pushed the hilt, allowing the tip of the sword to pierce a small part of Manfred's chest.

At this time, the distance between the two was already very close, and Manfred could already clearly ask about the smell of blood on Ernest's body, and another breath hidden under the smell of blood.

"Is this ......" Manfred sniffed, a strange look on his face, "You put a layer of wax on your body?"

Ernest didn't answer, he drew his sword with his backhand and snatched it back from Manfred's hand.

"Since you have to do this," Manfred was a little enraged at this point, and his nails began to grow and turned into sharp claws, "then let's have a good fight!"

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While Prime Minister Alexander and Pitt are desperately fleeing, and Ernest and Manfred are fighting to the death, Swain continues his plans at Karin Castle.

"How's Sinjid doing over there?" asked Swain as he slowly walked towards the third-floor terrace, as he asked Baron Deniz, who followed him.

"He's still lurking in the city, and no one should notice him at the moment. Baron Deniz replied with a frown, even though he had been reprimanded by Swayn last time, the old baron still distrusted this man who had repeated several times, "Are you sure that he will not betray us, just let him out of our sight, and we will not even be able to verify the information he has sent, we can only believe his words." ”

"It doesn't matter. Swain waved his hand, "Intelligence is sometimes used to deceive people. ”

Baron Deniz was stunned, not understanding what Swain meant.

Swain didn't bother to explain it to him, and walked up to the terrace on his own, where Swain saw Sophia leaning on the railing, looking sadly in the direction of Astrad I.

"Sophia. Swain beckoned to her sister and motioned for her to come over.

"Brother, sir. Sophia obediently walked up to her brother, but the sorrow on her face could not be concealed.

"Are you worried about your classmates?" Swain glanced at Astrad I College in the distance, and roughly understood his sister's thoughts.

Sophia turned her head and looked in the direction of the school again, and the meaning in her eyes was already self-evident.