Yes, my lord. "After William left, it was the knight who was obviously stupid as a soldier last time, and he held the leather whip majestically, and whipped it so hard that I almost fainted.www.biquge.info

"Bang!" I screamed as I felt the "stroke" of the whip, and the wooden door of the dungeon opened again.

"That's enough! Colt!stop!" roared the slightly obese man who walked in front, startling the knight named Colt, and quickly withdrew the leather whip in his hand.

"How's it going, brother?" said another man, who had followed the fat man down, and hurriedly approached him, asking with concern.

"It's okay!ah! it hurts me. "The man began to examine my wounds, and I screamed as the flesh was turned open spreading out the pain.

"Hey, remember me, I'm Hansen!" the man in front of him asked, looking at me and screaming, not at all.

"Hansen?" I began to search my head for the man named Hansen, and after a while, I recognized him.

"White Shadow Knight, you're... Captain Adelaide?" I was a little happy, but looking at my tangled scars, I realized that now was not the time to be happy.

yes!" Adelaide turned around with a smile after reprimanding Colt, but the smile on his face immediately froze on his face, "Oh God!" Adelaide was stunned by the scars on my body, and after a few prayers, he yelled at Colt who had whipped me. Hansen looked at my wound and shook his head at me with a helpless expression.

"That's... We wanted to... But you know..."Hansen saw that Colt was present, afraid that he would sue, but he bullied him a little silly, so he hinted at me, but looking at his appearance, it seemed that there was no way.

"Forget it... Go with the flow. Tell my friends that they remember to take good care of my wife. "In this cell that does not see the light of day, tasting the pain in my body, although I have strong expectations for Bob's rescue, I still can't drive away the panic in my heart, the panic of death.

"No, Jahn, believe me... We can—" Adelaide pounced on me and grabbed me and hurriedly, but was interrupted by two coughs. No... You know. You can't stop that guy Harlaus, you're just a knight leader, and you can't shake the head of a country. "I endured the pain and tried to get the words out of my mouth.

"But—" The door opened for the third time, and a knight of the Knights of the Order of Light slowly walked down and said respectfully to Adelaide, "Grand Master William has ordered you and Knight Captain Hansen to leave here. ”

"Grand Master William?!When did he become Grand Master?!Didn't Adelaide always do this?" asked Hansen, puzzled.

"This... The Honourable King Harlaus has not long ago made Lord William Grand Master of the Knights of Light, and Lord Adelaide has been demoted to Deputy Master. Didn't King Harauth inform the two?"

"What?" Adelaide thumped his chest, "Hansen, I told you a long time ago! William is an ambitious man at first glance!

"Damn... Now our every move is under William's watch... Colt, let's go back. Hansen suddenly came to his senses and walked back with a dejected face. I was the only one left in this stinking cell, alone in pain.

Between half-dreams and half-awakenings, I spent five terrible days, with only a small piece of bread and a pitiful little water every day to keep me from dying, and the rest was merciless whipping and a coma.

Finally, one day, a small group of soldiers "plucked" me from the cross, and I knew that death was coming. The hands and feet bound by the hemp rope were barely conscious, and I was dragged out of the dungeon where I was only imprisoned by the able-bodied soldiers.

"Bang!" the door to the dungeon opened, and I couldn't open my eyes from the sunlight that I hadn't seen for a long time, squinting at the city of Zhivading that had just melted the ice and snow. Soon after, I was thrown into a prison cart, and since the wound in my abdomen never healed, the impact of what was supposed to be insignificant to me when I fell to the ground was as terrible as the pain of being pierced through my body by a sharp sword.

After a while, the prisoner car in which I was "riding" took me to the center of Zhivadin. When my eyes adjusted to the sun, I became aware of my surroundings. As Bob said, the statue of the snow leopard, the original symbol of the kingdom of Vekia, has been removed and replaced by a black lion with a red shield painted on it and a long sword stuck behind the shield. It's ridiculous!" I saw the bronze bust of Harlaus and muttered as I rolled over. The people around me cheered when they saw the prisoner van I was in, and it seemed that they had become as numb as my brother under the influence of Haraus.

The prisoner cart swayed to its destination under the cheers of the crowd, and with a "click!", the lock of the prisoner cart was opened, and a big man picked me up and threw me on the execution ground. An earth-shattering cry erupted from the crowd. I suddenly remembered that when my father had hunted a wild boar and started slaughtering, the villagers of Elindaha were like this.

I struggled to my feet and looked at the bored and numb citizens in front of me, and saw that they were all pure Wikibians. "I wonder what King Jarkrug will think when he sees this. "I thought, and a big strong hand behind me tied my already powerless hands again with hemp rope. "Ahem," I turned my head to see that the old fellow Harauth had already walked up to the execution ground, followed by a few guards, "Quiet, inhabitants of Zhivadin!" Haraus said in his old voice, "Today we will see the death of the traitor of the Swadians, Mr. Haan Kalade, on the execution ground!

"Hmph..."I was pressed to the guillotine by a big man and stepped on with my foot. The executioner next to him drew his axe and held it in his hand, waiting for Haraus's order.

"Execution!" Harlaus ordered, and the executioner shouted and raised the axe, and I closed my eyes. Death has finally come.

"Ahh

"Ahh At this moment, two people suddenly flew down from the eaves, and a masked man cut the rope on my body with a wave of his hand.

"Let's go!" another man fired a blind shot at Harlaus, and the masked man pulled me up and ran towards three horses outside the city center.

Chase!" Haraus dodged the arrow, and when he saw me fleeing, he hurriedly ordered the guards behind him to come and chase me. But those people had already been hit by the arrows and fell on the execution ground with their eyes wide open.

"Hah! The torturer is not dead, but the executioner is dead! The masked man laughed and lifted me onto his horse, leading me to the deserted gates.

"Is it Talon?" I asked the masked man beside me as I eased up a bit.

"Yes, I've brought a lot of my brothers with me today!" the masked man immediately ripped off his mask, which was Eagle Claw. I looked at the other person, and it was Bob.

"No wonder Harlaus has died so many!oh! my stomach—" I groaned. The bumpy horseback tore open my wounds again, and blood gushed out.

"Haraus is vicious... There are carriages outside the city, so it would be much better. Bob said with a smile as he looked at the soldiers who were far behind us.

"A doctor named James was working on my miserable stomach, but the methods he used were heart-wrenching. Finally, under round after round of torture, my screams spread throughout the Wekia Snow Field, causing Hawkeye, who had always done things neatly and without leaving any clues, to frown.

"Unfortunately, I can only go so far, because I specialize in infectious diseases, and yours are traumatic. James tied the bandage and shook his head at the red bandage that was quickly oozing blood, "If you want to cure your stomach once and for all, I advise you to find another doctor." I have a friend who is a military doctor and he has a lot of experience with trauma, you can go to him. ”

"Thanks, what's his name, please?" Erin's foot had been healed by James and was now standing next to me.

"Bell Blair, I heard he's in Docket now. James began to pack up his medical supplies and prepare to leave.

"By the way... Thank you. Erin thanked me and stroked my stomach in distress, but the touch made my stomach throb. I had to hold back from distorting my facial expressions. Could it be that we still have to cross the snow once?" Bob helped me into the carriage, Thomson tapped the reins, and the carriage staggered.

"The blizzard has stopped, and besides, I know a shortcut. Locke sat down relieved and began to carefully wipe his slightly rusty blade.

"Shortcuts, you didn't say it sooner, and we were delayed here for days in vain. Thomson became a little anxious when he heard this, and whipped the reins with all his might, and the horse began to run wildly.

"Hey, be careful! the carriage will be over when it rolls over!" Hawkeye rode a horse alone, and saw that our carriage had a tendency to tip over in the snow, and hurriedly reminded Thomson, who was in a hurry.

"I know, I know, stop me!" Thomson pulled the reins straight into the air before the horse stopped to catch his breath.

"Oops!" the carriage sprinted forward with a sudden stop, and everyone in the carriage fell to the ground, starting with Locke and Bob, and then Erin threw himself on top of Locke. Because of the cushion of the three of them, I was fine.

Ahh

I turned my head to see that Locke's left hand, which was wiping the blade, had been pierced by the sword as it fell. Bob hurriedly helped me and Locke, who was unable to move, and Locke, who had injured his hand, to his feet.

"Whew, whew..." Locke, who was sitting on the wooden chair, gasped twice, and then scolded, "Thomson!

"I'm sorry, my mistake! Why didn't you say that shortcut earlier?" said Thomson, who was busy driving the carriage, casually dealt with the angry Locke, and asked rhetorically.

"Which shortcut do you say?... Ahh

Ahh That's because very few people get out alive after entering there, let alone in a blizzard. Ahh

"That's... Where's the shortcut?" asked Thomson insistently.

"It's in a narrow ravine of that mountain!" said Locke, pointing to the looming mountains to the south, pointing to the uninjured right, "and you can get to Echmoor through there!"

"Then you say that very few people can pass through there... Why?" Erin couldn't help but wonder.

"Because it's full of hovering vultures, hungry wolves, and snow predators, snow leopards!"

We're here!" Talon jumped out of the carriage first, pointing to the canyon that was not far away.

"Arrived?" I was helped out of the carriage by Erin, looking out at the canyon in front of me.

A bitter cold wind was hissing in this narrow, deep valley. A vulture leaps up from the mountains to the sky in the north wind, and a corpse that has not yet been eaten by the animals here is lying at the entrance to the canyon, and an eye embedded in a half-baked face is staring at me blankly, causing cold sweat to break out on my back. The axe in his hand was stained with blood, and there were a few gray-black feathers around him.

"It doesn't seem like a good place... Are you sure you want to go in?" Thomson shook his head as he crossed his arms and turned to ask Locke, who had just gotten out of the car.

"We'll have to go here! or we'll be chased by the pigs, and it won't look good to die." Talon replied for Locke as he drew the dagger he called "Talon of the Eagle". Under the light of the midday sun, the dagger shone with a blinding white light, and it seemed that he was ready for battle.

Let's go!" Locke trotted a few steps and showed us the way.

"You've been here?" I asked Locke, who was walking with his head held high.

"No, but I have my dad's map! He's a former smuggler, and it's a breeze for him. Locke pulled out a parchment map and raised it in the air, his face full of pride.

"Are you sure your father's map is still useful now?" Bob looked at Locke suspiciously.

"Of course! I don't believe it!" Locke slammed the map out of the snow, marked with the produce of villages, cities, and smugglers' favorite paths, and I immediately remembered the map of the line of defense that Buck had drawn for me, and the two were as precise as they were.

"This map will be of great use to the Assasin Order, can you give me one?" Talon was a little greedy, the trails on the map were important items for the Assassins to sneak in quickly.

"Hehe, yes. But I can't spread it, or I'll have to switch to mapping. Locke smiled and put the map away.

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