Chapter Ninety-Eight: Planting Blame

"This house is much more magnificent than the Black Seat!"

Kara glanced at the furnishings of the Earl's Palace, her mouth was amazed, and her eyes widened when she looked at a group of ghost maids standing in the hall respectfully:

"Damn, there are so many pomegranates!"

"Kara!

Yalei took the first step to greet each other, gave the other party a warm hug, and then showed a puzzled expression: "No, you should arrive in two days!"

"Because of the storm, and it happened to be a good wind, it blew me over. ”

He puffed out his chest proudly, and said with a smile: "You have to thank me for this, if I hadn't been on the mast and the storm all night, your Petrel would have been finished." ”

"I really have to thank you so much. ”

The black-haired knight punched the other man in the chest, and then said to the nearest maid, "The Cyris puree sealed in the innermost part of the cellar, fetch me a bundle." ”

"Don't drink, don't drink!"

Kara hurriedly shook her head, her hands were like starting the propeller, and she shouted seriously: "I'm here to do serious things with you, how can I drink indiscriminately anymore, quit!"

"This is not the Carla I know!" Bruno took half a bottle of fruit wine, looked at the bottle, and then at the other party, and instantly showed a very shocked expression.

"Don't talk about so many useless things. ”

Nicole quickly leaned over, clenched her fists nervously in front of her chest, and asked expectantly, "How is Clark, when can he come over?"

"Clark and Lydia are working hard and are just a few days away from a natural disaster. It should be soon. You can rest assured. He patted the knight on the shoulder. relieved, and then shook his head regretfully:

"They're definitely fine, but Beverly and Alcia are the ...... It is estimated that there is no way to advance to the level of natural disasters in this life and this life. ”

"It doesn't matter, they have other talents, and I have a lot of vacancies here. ”

The black-haired knight didn't know the urine of his two roommates, one was devoted to cooking and hooking up with women, and the other was full of singer Alice.

However, although these two guys are a bit unprofessional, they both have good skills. It's not a mud that can't be helped.

"That's right!" Kara asked curiously, looking around quickly:

"Charlene, didn't she come here with you?"

"She's sleeping!"

Yalei hurriedly replied before the two friends, then turned back and glared at each of them with a fierce look.

"Sleep?"

He first showed a blank look, then noticed Nicole who was squeezing his eyebrows, and then saw Bruno who was covering his mouth and smiling, and a knowing smile suddenly appeared on his face:

"Oh, I see......"

"You know the, come with me to Dunlun City, I'll have something to do for you now!" the black-haired knight was completely angry and angry, what a big deal. As for being so ambiguous.

......

Celtic, Windy Mountains.

The sun hides in the overlapping peaks. The cold, rugged mountain road was slippery and winding, and Duke and his men wrapped themselves in foul-smelling mud and lurked in the shadows of the rocks below the highest peak.

Inside the low and heavy haze, a black shadow could be faintly seen passing at a rapid speed, and the vicious screams of the harpy constantly came out. Their cries are eerie, sharp enough to puncture their eardrums, and they don't need to breathe for long periods of time, lasting for minutes in one breath.

In the darkness, Duke's eyes were fixed on the sky, his body lying motionless in the shadows, his heart pounding, calculating the time it would take for the monster to leave the lair.

He had to fulfill the mission that His Majesty had commanded, and it seemed to be the simplest and most effective way to sow distancing the harpies and the Rosevians.

In order to make the conflict between the two irreconcilable, it is necessary to destroy the lair of these demons and then frame the governor of the Rosevians. In this way, even if the governor had the heart to reconcile, the harpy would probably not give up.

Provoke their infighting first, and then try to stir up the relationship between the lizards and the Rosevians, and their mission will be almost accomplished.

The warriors of the kingdom counted the time when the harpy would leave the nest and waited patiently until evening. Before hundreds of harpies could ride the wind and fly back to their lair, another group of harpies scurried out of the cave at the top of the mountain, surging into the sky in black pressure.

There was a gap of about thirty seconds between the two groups of Harpys in the process of changing guards and foraging, and this was the opportunity that the Rune warriors had been waiting for!

"Do it!"

Duke let out a low roar, which immediately shattered the mud on his body, and rushed out of the dark shadows, trampling the mud with his feet and rushing straight into the Harpy's cave.

The light inside the cave was dim, as if there was no end in sight, the rock walls were polished quite smooth, and the ground was covered with a thick layer of feathers, but the smell was a mess.

The Celtic warriors ignited their fighting spirit, and quickly squeezed into the depths of the cave with the brightness of the light flame, and a pile of tattered improvised utensils could be faintly seen, and it was unknown whether they had made them themselves or robbed them.

After advancing almost thirty yards, the feathers inside the cave were rapidly thickening, and the temperature was skyrocketing, and at a glance, the feathers were full of half-human-tall pale white banshee eggs.

"The banshee has laid eggs!"

Duke showed a look of surprise, and pulled out the waning moon-shaped flying blade from his waist, injected soul power, and threw it out in an instant:

"Smash them!"

The twin blades instantly turned into two silver rays of light and shuttled out, silently cutting through the air, and dozens of silver threads were intertwined like lightning, echoing in the space, spreading from the side of the Rune warrior to the end of the cave.

Click-click-click!

Within the range covered by the silver thread, all the banshee's eggs shattered, and the egg whites and yolks instantly overflowed to the ground, covering the thick layer of feathers. Among them, a small part of the eggshell has no egg white or yolk, and only a small eagle banshee, which has not yet developed into its embryonic form, is exposed to the air and dies a painful death soon after.

In the moment after the silver thread disappeared, Duke suddenly reached above his shoulders, only to hear the air tremble, and the two waning moon-shaped blades were already back in his hands.

After retracting the twin blades, the Rune warrior turned his gaze to the subordinates beside him who had ignited the fighting spirit, and said in a cold voice: "Remember, your family is in the hands of the king, and after you die, the heirs left behind can become nobles." ”

"We understand. They replied with a cold expression.

"Remember your mission!"

As Duke spoke, he dropped an eagle wing badge to the ground, and then ran to the outside of the cavern. Glancing at the gloomy and oppressive haze above, he immediately dodged a few vertical leaps, and his figure completely disappeared from the peaks.

"Let's get started!"

The remaining dozens of Celtic warriors drew the Rosevia longsword at their waists, and after destroying all the artifacts in the cave, they slowly walked to the outside of the cave and posed as if they had just come out of the cave.

In the depths of the haze, the screams of the harpy soon approached, and in the rumbling sound of flapping wings, the sound of their communication was heard:

"Kill them!"

"Dare to appear outside our lair, kill!"

"Don't do it yet, they are not weak in life, and they are probably Rossevians. ”

"Then get rid of them!"

"Yes! Get rid of them!"

The warrior of the Highland Kingdom stopped, flashed his long sword, and walked to the front of the queue as the leader, and said in a strange Celtic voice:

"We are warriors of the Gallic kingdom, and our king has ordered us to hunt down the harpy!"

"Kill us, just a few of you?"

The ugly faces of the harpies showed sarcasm, and suddenly moved their noses, smelling the smell overflowing from the depths of the cave, and instantly became furious:

"You killed our children!"

"So what?"

The Gallic warrior at the head clenched the long sword in his hand, shook it twice towards the sky, and sneered:

"You damn flat-haired brutes dare to collude with the Rosevians to try to invade the Highlands together, and today we are on the king's orders to exterminate your group of filth!"

"Kill them!"

Knowing that her lair was finished, the harpy lost her mind in an instant, and her wings unleashed a sharp storm with a terrible hissing sound that slammed into the earth like a thousand arrows.

"Kill these monsters!"

The highland warriors themselves were bent on death, and what they wanted was to be crushed to pieces, and they didn't bother to dodge at all, but they just desperately poured their fighting energy into the long sword in their hands and quickly threw it into the sky Harpy.

Bang!

The furious blade slammed into the ground, the mountain trembled violently, and even the year-round haze was temporarily swept away, and the front of the cave was bulldozed three feet flattened, and the highland warriors were instantly wiped out in the cutting of the wind blade.

However, dozens of long swords that went up against the sky also achieved some results, and many harpies who were so angry that they were crazy were scratched because they didn't have time to dodge.

"Highland Kingdom! Celts! We want revenge!"

"They killed our children!"

"Join forces with the Rosevians and slaughter them together!"

The enraged banshees roared and swept in the wind, circling around one of the strongest harpies, demanding to join forces with the Rosevians to avenge their disgrace.

“......”

The Harpy was silent, her huge wings flapping slowly, and she carried a Rossvia longsword in her hand, which was in stark contrast to her impatient counterparts around her.

"Chief, avenge us!"

"Our children were killed by this horde of abominable lunatics before they hatched!"

"Revenge! You must fulfill your responsibilities as a leader!"

Seeing that it remained silent, the harpy banshees became more and more impatient, screaming and screaming around each other. (To be continued......)