The panicked crowd fled in all directions, and the entire execution ground was in chaos, and the two streets connecting the square were tightly blocked by the fleeing people. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the hurry, someone knocked over the chestnuts and pears on the vendor's position, and the round things scattered all over the ground, and then someone fell to the ground and quickly got up, and the unlucky man who was a little slower was trampled into the mud by countless pairs of feet.

Accompanied by the swearing and noisy screams of the peddlers, the group scurried around like headless flies, which was almost the best cover for the exposed, and they covered their swords with their wide robes, then buried their heads down, and soon became one with the innocent townspeople.

In the face of sworn resistance, Alan found almost nothing.

Before that, he wanted to capture them alive and torture them about Wilson's whereabouts, but the truth is, he had just been forced to cut off the head of another enemy.

Then, he turned his head to look at the chaotic crowd, where Kenny stood out on a tall black stallion, only to see that he was holding a spear alone, and the incredible strength of his arm and the impact of his hip horse allowed the spear to pierce an enemy, and he lifted the enemy up, threw it into the distance, and then put the spear back on his shoulder, and launched a death charge at another enemy.

When Eren looked at the enemies around him again, he was shocked to find that the group of guys had disappeared into the crowd.

By the height of a horse, he soon searched for a guy who was acting strangely. The man walked hastily, pushing the townsfolk who were walking in front of him, his head buried low, and his right hand unnaturally pressed against the bulge at his waist, which was most likely a strangely shaped saber from the shape of the clothes being propped up.

Acknowledging the idea, he kicked the spikes of the stirrup into the horse's belly, but soon found that he could barely gallop due to the congestion caused by the city's people fleeing.

In the next second, he spun and dismounted, frantically pushed through the crowd, and followed the enemy who was trying to hide in the face of the constant protests in his ears.

The wind and the sound of invective continued to whistle in his ears, and Alan followed the man off the main street and into an alley.

The man obviously knew that he had been exposed, and the moment he turned into an outrageous flight the moment he turned into the alley.

Alan also ran, and the criticism and the sound of horses' hooves were gradually thrown behind him.

The man was so fast that he disappeared into the alley almost in the blink of an eye, and Alan followed the man into another alley, and at the moment he turned the corner, a row of thick logs fell over.

The narrow bluestone road was extremely slippery, and Alan subconsciously raised his black steel sword, and the speed of his running and his powerful horizontal slash cut off the log, but when he raised his head again, the enemy had disappeared at the end of the alley.

He complained and hurled, but still did not believe evil and followed.

When he walked to the end of the alley, there were two forks in the road in front of him, and he cursed in his heart again, and at the moment when he was about to turn around and leave, a cold light suddenly flashed, and he suddenly dodged to the left, retreating three or four positions in succession.

Alan looked at the man in front of him, the same guy who hid his sword in his wide robe, and behind him was a dead end.

"Friend, you're really unlucky!" he pulled out his black steel sword and smiled, "Want to try my swordsmanship, of course, you can also choose to disarm and surrender!" He put on a duel posture and changed his playful tone, "You look like a knight who upholds honor, but I would rightly suggest you choose the latter!

"Lord Allen!" the man suddenly shouted, "Why do you want to do this?!"

"Why?" Alan looked a little confused, "because you shouldn't have accepted this hire! Gold is a good thing, but more often than not, it will make you lose your head!"

"But we didn't do anything, and you attacked us!" the man looked puzzled.

"Naturally, someone will explain these questions to you when you get to the prison. Of course, if you can walk into the prison alive!" Alan double-wielded the black steel sword and habitually took two steps back, "Are you ready?

"See you again, Lord Allen....."

A voice rang out behind him.

Alan turned his head and saw a tall, thin man, his clothes were gorgeous, but they looked a little old, and what caught the eye was the strangely shaped saber at his waist, even more bizarre than the saber of the knight in front of him.

"You're ....." Alan looked at the man's emaciated cheeks, and suddenly felt as if he had seen it somewhere. "Spoiler?" he leaned against the wall on one side, trying to juggle the two enemies, "If so, I wouldn't mind if this duel started with a one-on-two rule, although that would affect your reputation!"

"You have a bad memory, Lord Allen!" the emaciated man smiled, his eyes as clear as a spring.

Then he drew the narrow saber at his waist.

The moment the blade refracted the sunlight, Alan suddenly remembered the man. On his and Kenny's first visit to Nippur, the horse thief who appears at the inn and he have a fair duel on the moat, which ends in victory.

"Horse thief?" Allen opened his mouth, "I haven't seen you in a month, and you're still so poor!" he mocked in a playful tone, "Or, are you Wilson's man?" He measured himself slightly, tilting the duel's center of gravity to the right, "It's a lot more interesting, let's do it! This time, no one is stopping me!"

"Arrogance is the most formidable enemy of young people, don't talk too much, rich Lord Allen!" the emaciated man gripped his sword flat, and pointed it at Allen's throat. Like last time, he drew a semicircle with his right foot hanging in the air, and as for his back, he seemed to be ready to meet the enemy.

'Whoosh-'

Behind him came the sound of sharp arrows, followed by the sound of iron cutting flesh.

Alan turned his head and saw that the man he had just chased was pierced through the head by an arrow, and the huge force of the arrow nailed him to the wall, and the arrow that caught his eye was Aiden's black feather arrow.

Then there was a sound of horses' hooves, and Kenny and Aiden suddenly appeared at the entrance of the alley, and when Alan turned around, the emaciated man was gone.

"Damn it!" he cursed in hatred.

"Didn't you come just in time?!" Aiden spun and dismounted, exclaiming excitedly.

"Are you crazy?!" Alan replied angrily, "How many times do you have to repeat it?

"What's wrong?" Kenny dismounted, and he noticed that Alan was facing away from the enemy, "Why do you have this look?

"Caught alive?" Alan changed the subject.

"Of course! I shot through the shins of two unlucky guys!" Aiden replied with a gleeful face.

"What are you looking at?" Kenny repeated. He looked down the alley facing Allen, but found no one.

"I met an acquaintance. Eren put away his black steel sword and raised his chin in the sun, "You saved him, on the bank of the moat." (To be continued.) )