Chapter Eighty-Eight: Fresh clothes and angry horses, arrayed like a forest

"My lord, aren't we going to help, they're not doing well!" Carlo the kid didn't know who was right and who was wrong, but when he saw that Serena and them were at a disadvantage, he instinctively wanted to help Serena and them. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

Casio shook his head, his gaze never taking away from Ertos for a moment, "Wait!"

Casio didn't want to save Eltos, but he wanted to minimize his impact on history.

Ever since the Eagle's Nest incident, Casio has been thinking about how his intervention will change history.

In the end, he came to a conclusion, the butterfly effect!

Even if he does a little insignificant thing, it may make unpredictable changes in the familiar history of his memory.

But this is also something that cannot be helped, so Casio has to minimize his impact on history as much as possible before making any decisions.

Otherwise, the familiar history in his memory changes, and he will lose a large part of his advantage.

This is by no means what Casio wants to see!

At this time, Casio was obviously in this history, but he was relatively independent of this history, and experienced everything with the mentality of a spectator, which made Casio have a subtle feeling in his heart.

And Ertos in the field has gradually stabilized at this time, although his whole body is still trembling, but there is no longer that weird self-talk.

When Ertos raised his head again, there was no trace of tyranny and bloodlust on his face, only the same calm and gentleness as ever.

"Your Excellency, please don't hurt them, I'm willing to surrender. Ertos said, making a gesture of not resisting as a way to take his position.

Sanders glanced at the Templars surrounding Ertos, and immediately two of them cautiously stepped forward to restrain Ertos.

Sanders saw that Ertos was restrained, and immediately stepped forward to use the divine power lock on him to restrain him, and then secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Your Excellency, please spare them. Whatever you want, or what you want me to do, I'm willing, as long as you can let them go. Ertos pleaded with Sanders.

"Don't ask for him, Eltos!" Serena and the others looked furious.

Before Sanders could speak, Horst walked over and looked at Ertos after hearing Eltos's pleading.

"You're willing to do anything for them, aren't you?" Horst confirmed Eltos with a playful smile in his eyes.

"Yes, as long as you are willing to let them go, I am willing to do anything. At this point, it was like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving plank, and he said that he was willing to do anything.

"Well, get down on your knees and beg us!" Horst said slowly, with a contemptuous smile on his lips.

Horst had always thought highly of himself, and felt that by entering the Royal Academy of Euros, he proved that he was far more noble than these people.

Therefore, he felt an unprecedented humiliation for the fact that Ertos had been suppressing himself just now. Now, he's going to get revenge.

Horst thought that Ertos would hesitate, but he didn't expect that Ertos knelt directly on the ground, kowtowing vigorously, praying to Sanders and the others.

Ertos knelt on the ground and prayed for Sanders and the others, so that Serena's resentment towards him in the past was dissipated, and they couldn't help but leave tears in their eyes, asking Ertos not to do this.

Ertos didn't seem to hear, just kowtowed vigorously and prayed.

To be honest, Sanders was still a little moved by Ertos's prayers, after all, Ertos had been with him for a long time, and he had more or less feelings.

But that didn't sway Sanders, so he didn't say anything.

And for Ertos doing his word so easily, Horst felt even more angry instead of feeling the pleasure of revenge.

What he wants to see is the process of destroying Ertos's self-esteem, not blindly pandering!

Horst kicked Ertos on the body, kicked Ertos on the heel, shook his head and looked disappointed: "I thought you were a strong man, and you would have the self-esteem of a strong man." But I didn't expect that you were just a coward!"

Seeing that the kicked over Ertos still got up and continued to kowtow, Horst looked disgusted.

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, and the corners of his mouth curled into a cruel smile.

Approaching one of Serena's companions, Horst exclaimed to Eltos, "It seems that you do not cherish yourself the most, but these companions. ”

Ertos looked up and watched as Horst placed his hand on his companion's head, apparently aware of what might happen next, and turned pale.

"Please, don't, don't!"

In the face of Ertos' pleading, Horst finally had a satisfied smile on his face, and a scorching flame rose from his hand, enveloping Eltos' companion.

"No!" Ertos let out a heart-rending scream, trying to stop him, but was pinned to the ground by the Templar beside him.

"Ah~" A series of terrible screams pierced through the sky and spread out in all directions, startling countless birds.

Ertos's companion fell to the ground limply in the flames.

"Bastard, I'm going to kill you!" Serena looked at Horst with a look of resentment.

Horst smiled disdainfully, reaching out to grab the next hapless, turning him into a humanoid fireball that rolled on the ground and screamed.

For a moment, the jungle was filled with screams, exclamations, and Horst's wild, contented laughter.

Sanders and Viscount Fran only frowned, but they didn't stop too much.

"Your Excellency!" Although he couldn't hear the conversation on the other side, Carlo basically guessed the whole process from the other party's actions. At this time, a face turned red with anger and looked at Casio.

"It looks like it's time to teach him a lesson he'll never forget!" Casio put on his helmet with a gloomy face, and there was not the slightest warmth in his voice.

Raising the knight's spear in his hand, Casio shouted: "Everyone obey the order, charge with me!"

"Yes!"

A neat roar came from behind Casio, and a heavily armored cavalryman raised his spear as if a field of spears had been erected.

As the spear fell, Casio galloped down the hill, while Carlo and the other heavily armored knights fell their spears and followed behind Casio.

Although the number is small, at this moment, Casio's heavy cavalry team has a powerful momentum of fresh clothes and angry horses, lined up like a forest!