A terrible guess made Hawke's legs straighten involuntarily. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Will this woman stab herself when she comes over?"

Thinking of this, Hawke looked nervously at the other man's sleeve, but the girl just walked past him with a light smile, neither making any superfluous movements nor looking at him more.

"Am I being too careful?"

Hawke hesitated and took a few steps forward, then looked behind him with some trepidation. The night owls all came up to their girl, and the bastard named Implens ran ahead with an eager look on his face.

"This guy actually likes ordinary village girls?" thought to Hawke, a little amusedly, and then he heard the man on the other side of the nightingale shout urgingly.

Hawke pursed his lips, and just as he was about to turn back, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the woman with her back to him making a strange series of movements. She put her hands behind her back and reached into her left sleeve and fumbled with her right hand.

Hawke subconsciously stopped, and he focused all his attention on the woman's hand hidden in his sleeve. Through the somewhat wide sleeves, Hawke could vaguely see that the woman's right hand seemed to be grasping a handle.

"It's a dagger!"

Hawke reacted immediately. Although he could not see who the woman was looking at, judging by the woman's leaning steps towards Implens, the grumpy fellow was probably going to suffer. Was the dagger drawn on the strip of cloth such a thing? How did the man who gave him the strip of cloth know about it? No, that's not the point! Why did that man let himself know about it?

Obviously, he or she wasn't trying to sit back and wait for it to happen!

Hawke suddenly turned and sprinted. He had fully understood the true intentions of the prophet, and he guessed that the woman in front of him must have been moved, maybe she was convinced, or maybe she was controlled, anyway, she would use the dagger in her hand to stab Implens into the vital point, once she succeeded, today's hostage exchange would turn into a scuffle. This is much more serious than the cross-border incident two days ago, and if it is not done well, it will completely break the delicate peace between the villages and cause a conflict between the two villages!

Damn, he had helped Drogris fight against Flegg because Flegg had blocked the village's foreign trade, but the fight between them was a struggle outside the village, and he never intended to involve the entire village in the war, so that all the fragile and innocent people could be affected. Moreover, now is the time when the seasonal disease breaks out, and the nightingale village is at its weakest.

"Implens, stay away from that woman!" cried Hawke.

Implens, who was called by Hawke's name, was visibly stunned. In fact, not only Implens, but the others who came to pick up the girl were also fooled by this Hawke play.

What the hell is that disgusted little imp doing, isn't he going to go back to Nightingale?

Just when everyone was stunned, the girl who was exchanged by everyone had already walked in front of Implens.

"That woman has a dagger hidden in her sleeve, she's going to stab you!" Hawke shouted inwardly, but he had no time to pick it all out. At this moment, only the woman's right hand was left in his eyes, or the dagger that had been pulled out of his sleeve.

When the blood-spattered scene occurred, Hawke leapt to his feet and slammed into the woman from the side, the dagger that pierced Implens's left chest was sliced with blood from the impact. Before the Night Stalkers could scream, they saw the three of them fall to the ground together.

"Did I succeed? The dagger didn't kill Implins, did I?"

Hawke was about to get up when the sound of arrows bursting through the air came from behind him. He subconsciously lowered his body, and an arrow almost hit the man in front of him almost against his scalp. Immediately afterward, Hawke felt a chill coming from behind him, and the woman actually pounced on him and gave him a backstab.

Behind the bushes not far away, Diredo's mouth opened wide in shock at what was happening in front of him. His mind couldn't keep up with the speed at which accidents were happening, and the accidents that puzzled him were still happening one after another. First, the guy on the nightingale's head shot one of the night owls, and then Wall directed the group to shoot back while stealing. In addition, Diredo saw Implens pick up a punch and stun the woman who had injured him and Hawke, while Hawke lay motionless on the ground.

Things seem to be completely out of control, and things seem to be moving in a direction that is difficult to end.

"Hawk!" another woman's exclamation added to the chaos.

Diredo turned his head to the side of the voice, and saw another group of people in the Nightingale's territory, led by a woman in a white robe and a blue shawl, who was the same Hirres he had met the day before. Strangely, Silrith and the group she brought with her did not stand with the first ones, as if they had no idea what was happening in front of them, and some of them stayed there as dumbfounded as they were. However, when the eyes of the group swept to Hawke, who had collapsed to the ground, the look of surprise that had just appeared on their faces was replaced by a nervous expression.

Hillris's emotions went out of control when she saw Implens holding the dagger behind Hawke's back, and without thinking about it, she flew an arrow at Implens, which directly took Implens to the ground, and then the bow that was originally in Hills' hand flew out of her hand, and it seemed that a guy hiding in the shadows shot a tricky arrow at the hand she held the bow, and this shooter shot two more people on the realm of the night owl and nightingale almost at the same moment.

"Aura is coming?"

Diredo aimlessly searched for the shooter who had not yet appeared, and the others retreated back into their hideouts as if they had suddenly reached a tacit agreement. The originally chaotic boundary line fell into a suffocating silence for a moment, and everything in front of him seemed to be turned into a static picture by the spell, and Hawke, who was lying on the ground, fluttered twice at this time.

Hawke seemed to want to stand up, but the injuries to his hands and back made him unable to get up. Hawke seemed to be about to say something, but unfortunately his voice sounded like a few light coughs to everyone's ears. Luckily, there was one guy who shouted out all he wanted to say.

"Hawke said!"

Implens, who was lying on his back, clutched an arrow tied to his shoulder, shouted, "The guys who brought our girls in exchange are not Nightingale's men!"