The forbidden soldiers dragged in rough leather pipes, opened the valves, and used the rainwater stored in the fire water tower to extinguish the fire. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Admiral Farina scanned the palace with excitement, but saw the mysterious elven archer glancing at him, which immediately shocked the admiral's heart, and frowned and thought: "The elf is very hearing, did she hear what I told Lane?" Also, why did the monsters of the Foreign Legion suddenly appear in Wiener?"

The Admiral was still thinking about it, the elven archer had already trudged out of the pool, dragged his wet cloak over, didn't mind the dripping water on his legs, still carrying the longbow against his waist, and briskly stretched out his left hand to Admiral Farina:

"I'm Alice, Captain Commander of the Foreign Legion, leading the 'Tactical Response Force', who arrived at Starry Night to assist Prince Ferdinand in maintaining stability in the region. Please advise. ”

Admiral Farina reined in the snorting horse's head and looked at Alice condescendingly.

She was sun-burned, so her complexion was darker than that of Philia, and she smiled uninhibitedly, and her long, narrow eyes were often narrowed, so that she could see at the eye of others, but forbade others to see through her mind. She is not so much a freewheeling elf as a goblin who brings disaster to the country and the people, because she is rebellious and powerful, and always on guard, it seems that "defeating her" is an unparalleled honor that all men are fascinated by.

"Prince Ferdinand is dead, please assist the War Department of the HRE Empire in handling the follow-up matters. Admiral Farina turned over and dismounted, and solemnly shook Alice's hand.

He had heard the name "Tactical Response Force". It was a mysterious establishment in the Foreign Legion, and the amount of employment was through the special appropriation channel of Congress, and this expenditure was as high as 0.5% of the annual budget, or 200,000 gold coins, equivalent to 5.5 tons of gold, which was more expensive than two Elenas.

Only Fran the Great could afford it.

Paris used an unprecedented amount of money to gather the world's invincible legendary mercenaries into the Foreign Legion and form a rapid reaction force, claiming to be competent for all tasks. As long as the money is in place, the gates will be crumbled.

So Admiral Farina takes Alice's position very seriously. He suspected that the other members of the "Tactical Response Force" were still hiding in the shadows, and because the information was unknown, the general would not rush into a fight.

He repeatedly stated that "Ferdinand is dead" in order to inform the Foreign Legion that your time has passed, that the current Wiener is hers, and that you should accept the reality.

But Alice smiled slightly, shook hands with the admiral gently, turned to look at the burning palace, tilted her head and muttered, "I nailed the prince into the building with a blunt arrow, so that he dodged the core shock wave of the explosion." So he probably only suffered a liver injury, and his temper may be a little short-tempered, but he is still far from 'death'. ”

Admiral Farina's eyes widened.

Then the forbidden army that put out the fire did not move. They saw the arm as rough as charcoal rise up, grasp the alloy arrow tail in the chest, and pull it out with all force.

Even if the fingers burned like black firewood, the row of luxurious rings still stood out.

Admiral Farina was stunned from 50 meters away. He didn't expect the charred corpse to pull out the arrows on its body.

"Shouldn't he be as crispy as a cocoa biscuit?" asked the admiral, already at a loss, "won't his fingers be broken?"

"Don't even think about killing Ferdinand or anything. You can never kill Prince Ferdinand," Alice looked at the shocking charred corpse with a look of disgust, frowned and shook her head: "Never." ”

Because the alloy arrow was too deep into the brick, the scorched corpse couldn't pull out the shaft of the arrow for a while, so he raised his head. When it looked up, it made a sound like tearing off fried chicken wings, making a crisp sound of puff pastry peeling, and the pitch-black charred skin fell down, tearing the charred black shell with every movement, revealing the roasted white meat, and the ripe muscles would spew hot steam, and at the same time the grease flowed out, wetting the pitch-black rough crispy skin shinyly.

The nearest row of Janissaries bent over and vomited.

Ferdinand was like a blackened fried chicken, but he was still alive, and he was pulling the arrow from his chest.

Because the thin eyelids and lips were burned off, his dark face showed two rows of white gums, and the abrupt eyeballs were completely exposed, and the snow-white eyeballs rolled in the pitch-black round head, looking extremely large. Then he screamed fiercely, and 7 mature vocal cords emitted a whistle-like slurred syllable: "Idiot, pull out this arrow!"

Because it was firmly nailed to the corridor by the arrow, the pitch-black charred corpse struggled angrily, and suddenly his left elbow hit the wall, his ripe joints loosened and broke, and his hot left hand suddenly fell to the ground, the broken wound was full of pale muscles and articular processes, and the heat of roast chicken was steaming.

It resembles a chicken leg plucked from top of crispy fried chicken.

Unbeknownst to him, his left hand fell to the ground, and he continued to struggle.

The forbidden army did not dare to approach at all, but muttered "monster", threw away the water pipe, turned around and fled, and the black-pressed forbidden army was defeated like the sea at low tide.

Admiral Farina was dumbfounded, and Whitebeard trembled in shock, frowning in contemplation, his teeth "gurgling".

"The prince is alive, the king is not dead, maybe the country is business as usual, respected admiral. Alice put her sniper bow back on her back and curled towards the palace as if it were not a burning building, but a ball.

Admiral Farina had a creepy suspicion. Prince Ferdinand, who is dead but not stiff, is not the most suspicious, and the most worrying thing is that Alice seems to know that Ferdinand will not die.

"O my holy light. The admiral trembled and muttered.

He wondered what was going on to dominate our country.

The charred Ferdinand was still trembling and struggling, when suddenly a tall white man came up and pulled out a blunt arrow, opening a transparent hole in Ferdinand's chest. The man held the arrow, stooped down and looked curiously into Ferdinand's body, and muttered curiously: "It's black on the outside, white on the middle, and red on the inside—Prince, like a caramel biscuit." ”

Ferdinand looked up at the white man. This person is two meters four tall, with his hands on his knees, and he bends over like a child. Bald head, blue eyes, crossed armed bands in an X-shape pressing against bulging pectoral muscles, and a leather curtain like a war skirt hanging from the waist. Other than that, it's naked. He carried a pair of grapped battle axes on his back, his eyes were simple, and he was full of curiosity about all things.

"...... I'm going to hurt too! I don't know how to light!" Ferdinand's 36 white teeth were all exposed, making a leaking sound.

The big bald head held a blunt arrow like a roasted fork, and frowned on the bare eyebrow arch to study the shaft of the arrow: "It will definitely hurt, there is a cross hook on the shaft." Alice is saving you with a city-breaking arrow. It seems that if I nail you to the wall, the undercooked flesh in your body will regenerate—"

The big bald head couldn't remember the details of the mission, and asked Ferdinand a little enviously, "Are you never going to die?"

At this time, the severed hand on the ground suddenly shuddered, flew up by itself, and slammed into Ferdinand's elbow, the bright red bones automatically joined and began to wriggle and heal, and the roasted part of the severed hand had automatically shed off like snakeskin, so that the fresh meat underneath began to squirm and regenerate, looking like it was wrapped in a layer of fluffy charcoal.

The big bald head was amazed and surprised. The severed limb will automatically come to the owner, this skill is too useful on the battlefield!(To be continued.) )