The attack from the magicians of Lorraine made George, who was still lurking on the outskirts of the village, see hope, although he was not sure of the purpose of those magicians, but at least it was to be unfavorable to these people, George was secretly happy in his heart, so he let these people fight a few times, and he would definitely give himself a chance to take advantage of. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

has already suffered a sneak attack, Leo and Raymond naturally will not let down their vigilance, and immediately arrange for Dominic, Larson and others to take turns on duty to prevent another attack. It seems that those Lorraine magicians learned to be obedient after suffering another loss, and did not attack again.

As the night darkens, the shadow of the moon hangs obliquely. Dominic, who was on duty in the first half of the night, took the Spartan warriors to rest and replaced them with Larsen and his Viking on duty in the second half of the night.

The tall Vikings did not have a fixed post like the Spartan warriors, and the three of them, who were not able to sit still, circled around several houses, constantly walking and patrolling.

In the bright moonlight, several dark shadows crept closer to the village, and a Viking pirate spotted something strange when he arrived there. The thick voice echoed in the silent night sky like thunder: "What person?!"

After receiving the warning, another Viking also strode closer, and Larsen, fearing that he would be taken by the enemy, did not rush over immediately, but paid more attention to the movements around him.

Seeing that their tracks were revealed, the shadows fled in haste to the outside of the village, and the two Viking pirates strode in pursuit.

In the countryside, where vegetation flourished, and the soil was slippery under the night dew, the two pirates had spent most of their lives on a shaky deck, and they didn't care about the mud slippery because they were so well balanced.

But just as the two of them quickly caught up with the sneaky black shadows, and one jumped up and pounced on them, the black shadows suddenly turned and scattered in all directions, and at the same time, several gray magic trails fell to their foothold.

Those few rays of magic fell on the mud floor, turning a large area of land into a mire. The two Viking pirates fell impartially and just happened to fall in, and the sticky muddy water did not know how deep it was, and after the two pirates fell into it, they sank down one by one, and in the blink of an eye, it was not above their chests.

The warhammer and tomahawk, which had been played with as easily as mustard grass by the pirates, had now become their talisman, and the heavy weapons had accelerated their sinking. Seeing that they could not escape, the two pirates looked at each other sadly, and saw in each other's eyes a look of determination.

The two of them raised their arms high, struggled to dodge the weapons in their hands, and then stood by and watched the lively black shadow throw, the war hammer the size of a human head slammed into the black shadow like a cannonball, and the man in black who was hit by the war hammer didn't even snort, and was smashed out by the war hammer. At this moment, the people in black hurriedly stayed away from the quagmire.

Although this mud dissolving spell was jointly cast by several magicians, although the coverage was wide but the depth was limited after all, coupled with the tall and strong bodies of the Viking pirates, when the mud water flooded the necks of the two pirates, the two of them suddenly felt a down-to-earth feeling, and their bodies stabilized and stopped sinking.

The two of them were overjoyed in their despair, and they slid their arms to walk towards the edge of the quagmire. Unfortunately, how could those magicians let them save themselves?

Several barely audible chants rang out again, just as the two pirates reached the edge of the quagmire and were about to climb up. A few more bolts of magic fell on the mire with a gray glow.

The sticky quagmire suddenly turned into dry and hard ground as if it had lost all moisture, and the two pirates were still fixed in the ground with a look of hope on their faces, only their hairy heads still exposed.

By the time Leo and the others, who had been hurried out of the house after receiving the warning, had found the two of them and dug them out of the dirt, the two pirates had already died of exhaustion.

"Damn magician, what kind of skill is it to come out and fight Uncle Larson in a dignified manner!" Larson, who had lost his companion again, was so angry that his eyes cracked, waving the weapon in his hand and shouting around.

"Alright, don't shout, they won't bother you!" Raymond advised beside him: "This is how magicians fight, and it is impossible for mages with weak constitutions to fight head-on in the light, they usually use magic to sneak attack in the dark." ”

"It's a terrible feeling to be targeted by a magician!" Wieland muttered to himself, his eyes constantly scanning his surroundings for fear of being attacked.

The Spartan warriors carried over the two men in black who had been crushed to death by the warhammer, and the two unlucky ones had been smashed to pieces in the chest by the warhammer, and they still had a look of horror and incredulity on their faces after pulling off their masks.

"Looking at the face shape and figure, these two people should be southerners, usually compared to the northerners with rougher faces and figures, the southerners have sharper and thinner faces, thinner bodies, and delicate skin than northerners. After a closer look, Willand made an analysis.

Leo couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard this, yes, don't even guess, the southerner Carolingian magician, this must be the handiwork of William and Link.

Although Leo is also from the Imperial Capital Academy of Magic, due to Leo's extremely poor magical qualifications, coupled with the lack of family resource support, he can't learn anything at all in the Academy of Magic, so now Leo has nothing to do with those magicians hiding in the shadows for a while.

Larson buried the two companions with his own hands. First he had lost his brother Carlson, and now that his two companions had left him, this bearded man was not at all as heroic as he had been, and he was crying as he dug a pit, and he hated the magicians who hid their heads and tails.

Wieland also took the opportunity to bury the two pirates and carefully examined the bodies of the two pirates. Their bronzed skin and calloused hands suggest that they were once sailors or pirates, and judging by the strange tattoos on their bodies, Wieland can almost conclude that they are pirates.

But Wieland had a new doubt in his heart, where would the pirates have such a big size? The Southern Anderhaitham Business Alliance is rich in sailors, but the Anderhaitham people have always been short and strong, and they don't have such a burly body at all. Moreover, the pigtails of their hair and beards were obviously carefully groomed, a custom that may only be found by the legendary dwarves, but they could not be dwarves, and the dwarves were known for their fear of water.

No matter how much Wieland wanted to break his head, he couldn't guess the origin of these people, but it didn't prevent him from recording all this what he saw and heard, and passing it on to Grand Duke Solo in the imperial capital through special channels. (To be continued.) )