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The two sides are fighting together!

"Bang!" the long sword collided with the long sword, tearing out strings of sparks, where the power of muscles and cold weapons was unleashed, erupting with indescribable charm. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Huh~啷!" Gree pulled out his long sword!

Looking at the battlefield in front of him with shame, his eyes fixed on the smiling young knight standing beside the carriage, he whispered:

"How dare you fool yourself?!I'm going to kill you!" suddenly shouted:

"Kill!"

"Poof~" With a flick of the long sword, he cut down a guy who was in the way, and blood splattered all over the ground; Gree stared at the carriage with red eyes, and his teeth clenched slightly:

It's close!

It's only 3 meters away from the carriage!

Everything went very well, Gree sneered, but suddenly there was a little uneasiness in his heart:

It went so well!

It was so smooth that even if they were seen by the enemy rushing towards their lord, no one came to stop them, but they just looked at it and didn't care much!

What's going on?

However, it's too late to think about it at this point!

It's time to get to the carriage!

"Drink!" Gree shouted with wide eyes, and his feet soared into the air, slashing towards the young knight through the carriage!

It's close!

Looking at the white neck that was getting closer and closer, Gree Rin smiled and showed his white teeth:

"Hey, hey!"

Throwing away the last trace of uneasiness, the red eyes were intently looking forward to the next blood feast!

The blood of a young nobleman!

Gree sticks out his tongue and licks his lips, his face flushed!

The next moment, his distorted face suddenly turned snow-white:

"That's not right!"

I saw the young jazz suddenly raise his head and smile, and his right hand seemed to slowly touch the hilt of the long sword hanging diagonally on his waist, Gree only felt that this smile was as bright and clear as the sun!

It's like the sun on a winter morning – clean and transparent!

A huge sword light, like a waterfall falling from the sky, flashed with bright white light, smashed straight on Gree's body, his face had a smile, his body gradually shattered, and he could hear him mutter:

"It's so beautiful... ”

Gree, Fall!

Sir Seta Feeney held his sword in his hand, savored the warmth in his body, and sighed softly:

"It's so weak!"

This Gree is a level 4 warrior, and it stands to reason that it can provide a lot of origin, but at this time, he only got a trace of warmth like a wisp:

"Chicken ribs, chicken ribs"

"It's tasteless to eat, it's a pity to throw it away!"

Maybe it's because now that the warrior level is high, the origin required to level up again is too large, right?

Or is it ...

Ser Seta Finney shook his head, not thinking about it for the time being, but after finishing the previous matter. And even if the need to upgrade the origin is too great:

"The qualifications of this body are already divine creatures, beyond the mundane"

"There will be no obstacles before the legend"

"It's just that compared to directly devouring the origin upgrade, it's slower in this way."

Raising his head to look at the smiling battlefield in front of him, Ser Seta Feeney shook his head again:

"When you're done with this time, let's rearrange the escort team!"

In the battlefield, except for George and Hans, who still have strength to spare, everyone else has already shown their defeats, and even Hans, who has the best performance, is restricted by the cooperation of the three guards on the other side, and cannot break out of the encirclement!

If there is no external intervention, the results are already obvious!

Ser Seta Feeney's face was slightly gloomy, and he was not interested in playing any more, and since the killing ring had been opened, let this farce end as soon as possible!

Looking sideways at the sun that is about to set:

"After all, it's getting dark"

Kill them all before the sun goes down.

With a slight deflection, the beads of blood from the sword were shaken off, and Ser Seta Feeney walked towards the nearest guard, and he cornered Highbury, his young face already showing the joy of victory;

"Poof!" slashed down with a sword;

A head flew out with an incredible look, and smashed on the stone steps in front of the castle with a 'bang'!

Ignoring the courteous big man Highbury, Ser Seta Feeney sensed the increase in the warm current in his body, only a trace of it, less than one-tenth of the source provided by Gree just now!

Maybe only one-fiftieth?

Shaking his head:

"There are so many origins needed for levels 7 to 8!"

"According to this world, the 6th and 7th levels are the Great Knights, and the 8th, 9th, and 10th levels are called the High Knights"

"Is this the difference between a superior knight and a grand knight?"

Thinking so, the killing continues!

More than 30 white-clothed guards are just more than 30 sword swings!

"Poof!"

A head flew out, and if there was a necromancer casting spell, this corpse might be a very good material for the Headless Horseman, right?

"Poof!"

This is a middle-aged man, maybe he has a beautiful wife and a pair of lovely children?

"Poof!"

Well, the young man who has just escaped from his childishness must be very unwilling to die now! I wonder if he has ever tried the taste of a woman? Poor fellow!

"Poof!"

。。。。。。

"A thousand miles do not stay,

Ten steps to kill one person;

Brushing off the clothes and going,

Hidden deep with fame. ”

In the previous life on the earth, the poems of the ancient sage Taibai Jushi were so harmonious, and Sir Seta Feeney sighed with a faint smile on his face, sighing at the wisdom of his predecessors:

"Taibai Jushi also had his own mentality at this time?"

"Otherwise, why is it so in place?"

Holding a long sword in his hand, with a faint smile on his face with his eyes slightly closed, he was like a leisurely stroll in his own flower garden, with indescribable grace and grace.

"What a natural nobleman!" said Highbury, who was standing behind him;

The killing continues, but the end is already sealed!

Before the sun set, George Luther strode with blood all over his body and knelt down, bowing his head:

"Sir, the mutineers have all been killed!"

"Thirty-seven in all!"

"Harry, the castle steward, has been caught, what should I do with it?" he waved his hand to the back;

A fat man with blood smeared on his body was escorted over by two guards, and 'Master Harry' has completely lost the pride he had just now!

Before he could get closer, he burst into tears:

"Jazz!"

"Please spare me! I just didn't recognize your honorable identity!" After speaking, he broke free, knelt on the ground on both knees, and kowtowed:

"I know the castle's chambers! there's a lot of gold in them, please spare me!"

Sir Seta Finney looked at the former castle steward who was crying and screaming, and smiled indifferently:

"Oh, Lord Harry, it's a pleasure to see you again."

"It's just that the gold coins in the secret room of the castle originally belonged to the Finney family."

"Do you have any other ransom?"

The figure kneeling on the ground stiffened suddenly, his face turned white, his lips blackened, he trembled and wanted to speak but couldn't speak, and his head was sweating in a hurry;

Ser Seta Feeney nodded indifferently:

"George, lock people up"

"Presumably, he should be willing to share with us, the location of the Osan Bandit Knight, right?" Turning his head to look at the fat man kneeling on the ground:

"Really, Harry?"

"Yes! Yes, very willingly!" Suddenly he realized that there was a chance of life, and although it was very small, Harry still held on to it;

Sir Seta Feeney glanced at the setting sun on the horizon again, and said softly:

"Let's go into the castle"

"Everybody live in, George, you arrange the guards" suddenly turned his head:

"Highbury, you can arrange for tonight's food and lodging"

Highbury stood at the door, his eyes flashed when he heard the words, and he immediately knelt down:

"Yes, Sir!"

Ser Seta Finney nodded slightly, and walked into the castle first, his own Finney's Castle!

The maids, servants, and the like in the castle were not killed, but they witnessed how the thirty or so guards died!

So don't dare to disobey any orders of the new owner!

Highbury was able to quickly take over the internal affairs of the castle, and the washing, food, and lodging were arranged in an orderly manner;

Soon all the fighters were provided with hot water for bathing, buckets of water, and clean clothing, and of course the degree of generous treatment was directly linked to their status.

For example, Ser Seta Feeney, the highest rank, was served by two beautiful maids:

Bathing, changing, some fun games?

An hour and a half later, when the crowd gathered again in the castle hall, the long wooden table was already filled with all kinds of food:

Bacon, ham, bread, potato soup, fresh fruits and vegetables!

The battle of cold weapons is the most physically demanding, so everyone is hungry and anxious, and after the basic etiquette, they all begin to gobble up;

Half an hour passed;

Sir Seta Feeney sat on the throne and took up his glass;

When little Hubi who was sitting on the side saw this, he immediately stood up and struck the table with the hilt of his sword:

"Bang, bang, bang!"

"Quiet!"

"Speak to your lordship!"

"It's all quiet!"

Sir Seta Feeney smiled and raised his glass:

"For victory!"