The prison knights behind all fell back two steps, bowed down and drew their swords in unison, trembling and moving, slowly surrounding the warden, as if facing a great enemy. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The warden looked up with a shivering sweat like rain, and saw the fire in the eyes of the Teutonic knight's visor, spewing with the power of the rising sun. The Warden then believed that the legend of the paladins was true—that when the knights' divine radiations were high enough, they would be bestowed with the favor of the Angel's Pupil: their acceleration would catch up with the iron bullets in the barrels of their cannons, and they could be as fast as arrows at any time, or they could come to a standstill at any time. Even the falcons couldn't see their speed, because the divine power only favored a few.

"Heavenly ...... Angel Pupil ...... "The warden suddenly felt that he should hide in his office and not come out.

The Teutonic knight did not kill the warden, but tilted his head and stroked the corona wheel on his head, frowning: "The ambush of Frederick has nothing to do with the Teutonic knights. Teutonic knights did have a mercenary business, but that was 14 years ago, and we only took on escort assignments. Murder for money is just my private personal hobby, and it has nothing to do with the Teutonic Knights, so please note the difference. ”

The warden trembled, and even lost the courage to draw his sword.

Then St. Peter laughed, looked up at the clear sun, and muttered in a trance: "And those law-abiding lads have all rotted in the conspiracy of 14 years ago, and only dry bones remain." I'm left alone - so lonely, so lonely. Where is Oppenheimer?"

"What do you want to do?" the warden chattered with his teeth.

Suddenly, the Teutonic knight grabbed the warden by the throat, lifting the warden's feet off the ground, and his cervical spine made a disjointed bubble sound. The venerable warden was like a weak chicken, spitting foam, rolling his eyes, kicking and kicking. He caught a glimpse of Peter's corona helmet playfully tilted to the side, pinching a human life, and continued to wonder: "I ask you, where is Oppenheimer locked up?"

"In ...... No. 308 ...... Deluxe single room ......" The warden was cut off from the choked oxygen, and he only felt that his vision was full of holy light, and he saw his grandmother, who had been dead for many years, waving to him. He immediately made all the moves.

"You have to be specific, which building, how many floors, how many numbers. The Teutonic knight kindly asked, "This little secret is only for one person, I'm a bit of a road idiot." So let's be clear. ”

"West Building...... 3rd Floor ...... No. 8 ...... "The warden was choked to the point that he was about to die, and he saw in a trance that his grandmother in the holy light opened her arms to him, and smiled happily.

"Thank you for your cooperation, dear. The Teutonic knight hugged the warden and swam like a sardine in the sea, bypassing the knight who was waiting for him in an instant, and disappeared into the western prison building with a "whoosh".

The prison knights turned their heads to see that the Grand Master and the Warden had disappeared, leaving only the iron doors of the West Prison swaying open, closing. The air leaves a straight trail, like clouds scratched by a meteor.

The prison knights looked at each other, and suddenly realized that it was so easy for a paladin to rob the prison, and this speed was almost free to come and go in the imperial capital. They finally sighed that some time ago, the secret police in the palace were able to chase St. Peter into hiding, which is really commendable.

The morale of the gun battalions in the watchtowers on all sides plummeted, and the soldiers wondered bitterly, what is the point of us guarding here, it is really loveless.

When the Grand Master appeared outside the 308 Haodan Gate, the warden was already so soft that he couldn't walk, so he knelt down, hugged the iron window and began to vomit, vomiting so much that he was in a mess.

In that second just now, he was caught in St. Peter's waist, ran seven hundred meters, turned left 3 times and turned right 7 times, felt the speed of an angel with a mortal body, made the warden motion sickness spin around, hugged the railing and pouted and vomited, and vomited out all the breakfast.

Then Oppenheimer sat on the prison couch, holding a cup of elegant black tea, staring at the Grand Master outside the iron door with round eyes.

Ferdinand often sent knights to condole, so Oppenheimer lived more nourishingly in prison than the warden. When he saw the Teutonic knight, his first reaction was, who is this grandson, why haven't I seen it?

"Who are you?" Oppenheimer asked solemnly, when he saw the Teutonic knight for the first time, and he thought St. Peter's arrogant, ornate coronal helmet was very original.

Grand Master stared at Oppenheimer and smiled sweetly, "My name is Peter." Then he clinged to the iron window with both hands, and with a casual break, the straight iron fence was bent into two handfuls of boiled noodles, twisted and glued into a handful, and the iron railing suddenly revealed a large hole, allowing the Grand Master to bend down and burrow into the cell.

Oppenheimer was so frightened that the tea was thrown on the carpet. Then he shrank into the corner of the room with his hands and feet, and shouted hoarsely, "What are you going to do!"

The Grand Master bent down on his knees, and reached out to Oppenheimer in a friendly manner, answering any questions: "I have come to rob the prison." ”

Oppenheimer calmed down a little, and asked suspiciously, "You want to take me out of prison?"

"Yes. Grand Master said sincerely.

"Take me out of prison alive?" Oppenheimer feared.

"Yes. "Grand Master swears.

"Take me out of prison alive, so that they will never be able to hunt me down, and start a new life from now on?" Oppenheimer was ecstatic, he thought that Ferdinand would not fulfill this promise, but he did not expect happiness to come so quickly.

"Yes. The Grand Master swore firmly, "Whoever dares to kill you, I will not be done with him." I can swear. ”

Oppenheimer wept happily, like a princess with affection, shy but down-to-earth handed his hand to the Grand Master to hold, because he was overjoyed, so he was a little coquettish: "I finally waited for you, fortunately I didn't give up!"

Suddenly, there was a loud noise outside, and the overwhelming sound of horses' hooves surrounded the prison. Wehrmacht's cavalry divisions were the first to arrive.

Oppenheimer bit his fingers in panic and told the Grand Master pitifully: "The prison is very close to the garrison of the cavalry division, and as soon as the news leaks out, they will come to surround us! More reinforcements will arrive, and they will not let us go!"

The Grand Master firmly hugged Oppenheimer and said earnestly, "Hold me tight." I'll definitely take you out. ”

Oppenheimer thrashed his armor: "Don't, no, I'll be beaten into a sieve by a flintlock rifle! Didn't you plan it well, is the prison robbery so hasty!"

"Of course I have a good plan, I brought all the holy medicine of the elven country, I have always kept it for you, eat it quickly, your healing speed will be surprisingly fast, I am reluctant to eat it myself." Grand Master handed Oppenheimer a living capsule, "This is a military product of the Elven Nation, an immortal elixir in the test. I was lucky enough to get it. ”

Oppenheimer had heard of elven technology, and he knew that the elven kingdom attached great importance to archaeological work and was always trying to restore the powerful technology of the previous civilization. He longs too much for freedom, but even more for tenacious regeneration. As soon as he thought that he had prepared the elven elven elixir for himself in the experiment, he immediately thanked Ferdinand for his generosity, and secretly thought that it was really worth selling his life to the prince, so he ate it without hesitation. (To be continued.) )