However, Fleming's outstretched hand was stopped by a white shadow rushing quickly, he struggled hard, frowning and gritting his teeth, his face was painful, and he could only turn his head sideways and whisper to the person who was holding him, "What are you doing?!"

Reba, who was reprimanded, neither spoke nor looked at Fleming, who could not break free from his restraint, but still stared at Al with a pair of big misty eyes with swollen and bleeding cheeks on both sides.

The person who went back was Amy, "What are you going to do?!"

"I'm doing my duty to protect your-"

"Enough!"

She personally pushed away the two soldiers who were holding Al, and the people who were pushed naturally did not dare to resist in the slightest, in fact, it was a good step for them.

While speaking, Amy kept in his hand, took out the dagger and cut off those finger-thick ropes, and then continued to vent his anger at Fleming, "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking, if you have the ability, you will deal with Shane and Laird! I will only engage in these small actions all day long, I am afraid that your family will be ashamed of you!"

"Amy is small—"

"Shut up!" she glanced at her armoured right hand, which was pinched by Reba, and sneered, "It's not the same as it used to be, if you dare to be rude to me again, Marquis won't be able to save you!"

As soon as the words fell, Fleming bent his legs and raised his head in a very cooperative scream, and the hand that had been held by the wrist and hung in the air, which had been quietly clenched into fists, also suddenly let go, and the five fingers were bent and pointed in several directions, and all the soldiers around were silent, like cicadas.

Amy snorted softly, and then pulled a swollen face with blood on his face and a pretty face with tears on the legs of Rebamai, who should have walked along the outer wall of Fort Elwyn to the gate.

Fleming, who was clutching his wrist and looking pained, did not dare to come up again, and the other soldiers automatically and consciously gave up their positions.

After passing all the soldiers, Al noticed a happy smile on the face of the woman who was pulling his arm?

After a few more sneaky glances, he confirmed his judgment, but this smile like a young grass that had been crushed by a boulder for a lifetime, and then finally cracked out of the stone, made the serf completely understand.

In his heart, all the nobles, especially the great nobles, who enjoy all the glory and wealth without worrying about food and clothing, and take the power of life and death for the people in the land under their jurisdiction, why should they break the earth and break the stones?

They were born to stand on top of a mountain!

And this woman not only stands on the top of the mountain, but also has a skin that makes the vast majority of the same sex envious and hateful, and the vast majority of the opposite sex is out of reach, a certain Sela Pel, who looks even more delicate than her, is overjoyed as soon as she sees something delicious, it is obvious that there is no shortage of delicious food in Fort Elwin, so what is she to suppress?

......

Forget it, curious about what this does.

Although he was recognized, he still didn't plan to introduce himself to the other party and have a good conversation or anything, the serf evolved into a murderer does not need to have any entanglement with the noble lady who is in the blessing and does not know the blessing, if he talks too much, he will not say it, he still has to dig the mud.

So when his heart is weak and gradually stabilizes with the improvement of the situation, the plan he set for himself in this situation is to run away immediately when he arrives at the three-way intersection that is not spacious in front of him, and in addition, if he goes out from now on, he must wipe a few more layers of mud on his face!

When it comes to disguise and hide your body, I don't know if there is really that kind of magic in this world, if there is, then the courage blessing, ice spear or something, it is really useless, and there are only two results of comparing people with people, either they will be deeply envious and jealous, or they will die.

Of course, as of now, the jury is still out on whether or not that person will use this type of magic.

Thinking of these desirable and longing things, his nerves quickly relaxed, and Emmy and Reba did not speak, probably because they didn't want the soldiers behind him to perceive their emotions from their words, since Fleming and the others came with Amy, of course they had to follow back, but they didn't dare to get too close.

No one spoke, and even the sound of walking was deliberately muffled, and there was no one on this stretch of the road, so the silence accentuated a faint conversation, which was accompanied by a burst of footsteps from far and near, more and more distinct, and seemed to come from the direction of the Elwinburg gate.

By the time the crowd reached the fork in the road, it was so clear that the listener could vaguely discern the voice of the person who was talking.

Al's gradually relieved heart tightened instantly.

At the same time, there were also the brows of Amy and Reba.

There were two main people involved in the conversation, one of whom had a calloused voice, which he had heard almost all his ears calloused during the first three days of his stay in the church, like a fly, circling up and down around Selapel, and the other...... Who the hell cares about the other!

"Marquis!"

Amy's whispering was over, and at the corner of the outer wall of Fort Elwin, a little further past the three-way intersection, two silver-armored men suddenly turned out side by side, and at the same time, the wind swept by her ears, and the person who was holding her arm had already jumped out, this guy was tall and long-legged, and before everyone could calm down, he had already disappeared behind the corner of the three-way intersection!

......

Al only felt that he had never run so fast, not even when he held the storm in his hand......

Of course, this is only a subjective illusion, after all, the degree of happiness after escaping is usually determined by the fear in the process of escaping, in comparison, even being chased by the entire Iron Triangle does not seem to be as scary as the current situation.

Because of this fear, when he rushed through the three-way intersection in a panic, not only did he not dare to confirm whether the two guys who were followed by a large group of soldiers saw him, but also forgot about the things that were going to the eastern outer city, he just thought about running quickly and running back to the church to be safe.

He wanted to go back to the woman and ask for a hug that would give him a fright, or a long kiss that would bring back his strength, which was the soil to nurture bravery, the air that nourished fearlessness, and the thorny rose could say whatever it liked during or afterward!

People who are not even afraid to die in spikes really shouldn't be afraid of the kind of "angry words" that can't actually cause harm to people.

When he got up on Wells Street, he ran so fast that he would not slow down in the slightest unless he encountered a patrol, and who cared what they thought of the scattered pedestrians who remained on the street during this time period.

Not long after running, night fell, and the wet streets were barely walking, and Al rushed into the chapel with lingering fear in his head and the prying eyes that surrounded Harmony.

Tonight there was still a quiet wait, but not inside the door of the large and bright chapel, the little girl with waist-length hair and the iconic golden waves stood straight at the exit of the corridor leading to the inner area, and was stunned by the slightly distorted facial expression of the night returnee in the dim light curtain.

Before she could figure out how to speak, she was grabbed by the hand and dragged all the way back to the Sixth Preparatory Courtyard, and even before the other party left in a hurry, the words that had been considered all day could not be spoken.

"Something serious must have happened, he probably doesn't need the gentleness of a delicate little girl now, just a cold light blade that can kill everything......"

......

When he returned to the gate of the Third Chamber, Al didn't see the picture of [Female Knight Wall Knock Gold Digger] last night, the weather was much better tonight than last night, but the two women should have returned to their respective residences.

The entrance of the Third Courtyard was also covered with a layer of sand, the same as the one prepared for the entrance of the Sixth Courtyard, and compared to this morning, they were all larger, not only covering the entire entrance, but even involving part of the aisle in front of and behind the gate, and there were two new Templars standing on the sand, and the footprints near the golden iron boots proved that they had not moved since they stood in this position.

Those footprints played a kind of role in the panicked night returnees, but the so-called debts are not pressing, everything is good, let it go for now.

Without a pause, he stepped on the sand, past the doors of the empty houses that had lost their owners, over the pillars of the aisles and the torches that were fixed at great distances, and walked more and more slowly through the dim curtain of light, and the slower pace smoothed his heartbeat.

It's better not to let that woman worry, it's good not to let that woman worry, accustomed to the free birds in the woods being trapped in a narrow room, and can only be accompanied by the silence of the courtyard and cranky thoughts all day long, it must be sad enough, and the previous kind of "nervousness" may be born from sorrow, this is a disease, if you are more worried......

Or do you think about what to say as the beginning and what actions to use as a connection after knocking on the door, and whether you should mention the previous small conflicts, or pretend that they never happened, or sincerely apologize?

He walked slowly to the gold digger's room, and when he was still seven or eight paces away from the door, the thoughts were out of tune, and then they all lost their meaning.

Because the gold digger's door creaked and cracked, a crack that was much brighter than the darkness around it.

......

Could it be that the people inside came out to investigate because they heard footsteps from far and near?

As soon as the question mark came to mind, Al stopped his tired steps and watched silently as the man who had opened the door from the room cautiously stepped out and closed the door lightly.

The man was dressed in black, with what looked like the hilt of a one-handed sword on his shoulders, and a black hood on his head, so that he couldn't see his face from the side or back, but it was certainly not Serapel, because the girl wasn't that tall.

It's not Sela Pere, it's Nissa!

But since she entered the church, she has never been out of the room, where is this going?!

Al held his breath in shock, and a greeting got stuck in his throat as he watched Nissa walk away with her back to her.

After going in that direction, past the doors of the four empty rooms, there was Zyra's room, and the great ruling court had a few of them, so now she was going to talk to the knight at night?

What to talk about? about the Duke visiting the church last night, or about the fake woman storming the encirclement this morning?

It's okay to talk about anything, why not ask Sellapel to call Zyra over like before?

Could it be because the two women were crazy and haven't returned to the room yet?......

Is he already excluded?......

The man, who was exhausted by this mess of questions, followed in amazement, because of this exhaustion, he not only shut up, but even his pace was slightly sluggish.

However, after following a few steps, the person in front of him crossed Zyra's room.

At that moment, he was shaken by a thrill, and all the fatigue and fatigue were shaken away.

What does this woman mean? After Zyra's room, there is a row of empty rooms, and then at the end of this aisle, where is she going?!

When he followed the other party past the door of Zyra's room, Al found that the gap under the door was dark, which meant that the people inside should have rested.

He continued to follow unhurriedly, and the other party came to the end and turned a corner, and there was a corridor pillar at the corner, based on the dim environment around him, he couldn't be sure if Nissa glanced sideways behind him when she turned the corner, but what was certain was that this woman must have known that someone was following her, and she must have known who was following her, after all, it was so quiet here, and there were only two of them in this aisle, and he didn't hide anything.

Then why is the other party so unoblivious? Could it be that she is wandering at night?!

How could it be! A lone gold digger with such a problem should have died the first time he fell ill!

That is, she did it on purpose?

Al frowned at the slightest hint of annoyance, and continued to follow unhurriedly as if angry.

I want to see what this guy is trying to do!

Are you going to hide behind a pillar around the corner to scare Lao Tzu?!

If this kind of boring prank really appears, as punishment, he must twist the other party back and make a bow to the overlord who has been used countless times!

Even without the assistance of divine oil, it is not too difficult to subdue this guy.

......

However, after reaching the end of the aisle once again and turning the corner without pause, Nissa did not engage in any boring pranks, but continued to walk along the aisle at her usual pace.

He still followed, but his brows furrowed even tighter, and then he walked to the end of the aisle and turned left, which was the gate of the Third Court, could it be that this woman was going out?!

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