In the laboratory located in the underground tunnel, there was a sudden sound of the door opening, and Ulrik was very surprised, wondering who could find this place, and what was the purpose of the other party's finding this place?

Ulrique, who was still writing his own manuscript, immediately prepared to fight, after all, he had many enemies. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

When a fat black shadow appeared in his sight, Ulrik's nervous state of preparation for battle was lifted.

"Chief Carol, I don't know what's the matter with you?" Ulrike sat back in his place and rewrote his manuscript, not the slightest bit guarded against the fat man who appeared.

"It's out there. Compared to her previous calm and self-confidence, Carroll is now very angry.

As a spy chief who prides himself on mastering intelligence, he is very reluctant to see the kind of thing out there that is completely out of his control, whether it is good or bad.

"I don't want something to happen in the realm of humans in the realm of your High Elves. A stern warning to this elf who was struggling to write a book, there was still some speculation at first, and Carol knew that what was happening on the table had nothing to do with this person.

"I don't want a revolution in our place, breaking the ruling order that we have lasted for more than a hundred years. The big fat hand grabbed the shoulder of the tall elf, allowing him to come face to face with him.

The fat man's interruption made Ulrik feel very dissatisfied, and now Ulrike took what the other party and himself said as some daily warnings. Before coming to Anjitan, Ulrik had traveled all over the continent and received many warnings of this kind.

"Got it, got it......" casually agreed, and Ulrique shook off the hand that was disturbing his great work and continued to devote himself to his work.

Carol frowned, originally thought that she was going to have a fierce quarrel with the other party, but she didn't expect that the other party didn't care about this matter at all, or didn't know about this matter?

"Don't you know what's going on outside?" Carol squinted at Christina not far away.

Christina didn't seem to care what Carol and Ulrique were up to, and was preoccupied with her experiments.

The boiling sound of potions, the grinding of silver knives, and the cutting of various unknown objects provide limited noise for this quiet room.

The two of them were at opposite ends of the laboratory, each busy with their own work, without any intersection, and it seemed that they did not have any intersection with the outside world.

"Oh, tell me what's going on outside, I came here last night to write, and I haven't noticed what's going on out there. Carol's question made the elf who was doing his great work stop his pen.

His eyebrows kept beating, and through the other party's expression, Ulrik seemed to think of something not very good, and a very bad premonition came to his heart.

"There's a riot outside, I'm here to ask—" Ulrike's unaware appearance made Carol feel that this matter was now completely out of her control, "Did you plan this riot outside?"

Picking up the pile of papers on the other party's table, Carol now doesn't know what kind of expression he should use to face this high elf, and now it is the most convenient, simple and effective way to kill the other party, but Carol doesn't think he can beat the other party.

"The citizens outside are holding these things you have written to express their 'demands'!" brandishing this pile of things that can be found everywhere outside, Carol is eager to kill this one culprit.

"Wait!" Ulrike, who has always stayed out of the way, is not calm now, why did he throw the blame on himself if he didn't do these things?

"I definitely didn't do it, I promise. Rising from his chair, Ulrike now finally felt the gravity of the matter.

The advancing citizens made the soldiers feel very uneasy, because among the people who walked by, there were drinking friends in the tavern and friends who had been friends for a long time, and they were suddenly faced with opposing positions and did not know where they should go.

The soldiers who had stood firm with their spears were now shaken, and the immovable array of guns was now wobbly, threatening to collapse at any moment.

The same was true of the cavalry waiting behind, but it was only the soldiers of the city defense army who wavered, while the soldiers from the northern army were very determined and very fanatical.

A well-known fighting nation within the empire, the bravery of the northerners is recognized, and their strength is unquestionable.

The horse's hooves stomped on the ground, and the horses snorted excitedly, as if urging their masters to let themselves run through the streets.

Da Da Da ......

Another group of cavalry arrived, this is a group of cavalry composed entirely of northern soldiers, and the leader is wearing heavy full-body plate armor, which covers the whole body, turning this cavalry into a moving iron tower;

The horses of the north are known for their endurance and weight, and although they are not very fast, they have an amazing impact and are the favorite of the heavy cavalry.

Now this leading cavalry makes those heavy cavalry ashamed, this is no longer a heavy cavalry, but a moving mountain!

"General!" the guarded northern soldiers saluted a heavy knight, this desperate heavy knight was General Vasily, who led the jihad this time.

"Citizens of Anjitan!" Vasily raised the giant sword in his hand high, and the war horse under his crotch slowly walked forward.

The gun array in front of the war horse consciously gave way to the general, and the moving gun array collapsed instantly, and the soldiers who were still wavering had now made up their minds and no longer wanted to see these citizens who had lost their minds in front of them.

"Now!" the horses passed through the line of the original gun formation, and approached the gathered citizens, "Get out of here at once, and return to your home or post, or the warriors from the north will tilt the anger of their disloyal subjects!"

Vasily's threat made these improvised citizens feel fear, and the undetermined citizens have now begun to leave one after another.

The cavalry behind Vasily also began to move slowly, like a solid wall to move, and the soldiers of the Northern Army lined up in three rows to intercept the entire street, and the moving wall was now more like a machete that was constantly approaching.

The citizens have begun to retreat, perhaps they have a moment of martial prowess, but they are completely occupied by their own prowess, perhaps once they were impulsive and angry, but now their minds have cooled down, and they know what awaits them without leaving.

Vasily was very satisfied with the retreat of the townspeople, and now the situation was only forced to helpless, if these citizens were completely occupied by anger, then would he and his cavalry still be able to carry out a massacre here?

If this is the case, then this is the end of his jihadist journey, the journey to the front line will no longer be smooth, and some of the soldiers who will fight alongside him will become enemies with him - who knows if their relatives have died under their butcher's knives?

Puff -

The accident finally happened, and although Vasily could not hear clearly through the heavy armor, years of fighting had taught him that it was the sound of a crossbow arrow piercing through the breastplate and into the chest.

Vasily could no longer wonder whose work it was, because the cries of the cavalry were already heard behind him.

Gently closing his eyes, Vasily understood that it was a conspiracy!

It is not known who planned this conspiracy, but Vasily knew that his reputation was going to turn bad today.

"Impossible!" Shilinya responded unusually resolutely to the request of a representative of the public who claimed to be a citizen outside.

Although they have known each other for about a month, Shilinya will never send this little girl who is only eight years old to the other party, and then watch this girl being thrown to the stake and burned to death, and this girl is still her sister!

"Miss Shilinya!" Shilinya's resolute attitude made the old man very incomprehensible, and he didn't know why this girl insisted on supporting this illegitimate daughter with a different surname.

The length of his years made the old man know that many noble sons fought openly and secretly, and the fierce struggle was only to obtain something called inheritance.

Now that he is helping the other side deal with such a potential adversary on behalf of the people, why should the other side reject him?

"If you don't agree, we can only rely on our own efforts to obtain our safety!" The old man, who could not understand the thoughts of these nobles, could only threaten this heir who appeared out of nowhere.

No liege would want to see a rebellion in their realm, and that would only prove to the world that you are not fit to be a liege.

"Stop!" Leander, who had been silent, could no longer remain silent, and now the negotiations were not far from the brink of breakdown.

Leander, who has governed Anjitan for many years, does not want to see his years of hard work reduced to ashes at this moment.

The two who originally wanted to quarrel have now stopped, looking at this middle-aged man who has been silent, hoping that the other party can give a reasonable explanation.

The eyes of the audience were finally focused on Leander. Leander has always followed the principle of justice to take charge of the city in place of Alain, and has gained prestige and prestige among the citizens of the city.

The old man can ignore the new Shilinya, but he can't ignore Leander's every word!

"Miss Kayla has recovered, and this is a joy that the entire people of Ankitan know. After sorting out his thoughts, Leander forcibly let the entire people of Anjitan know, and even Leander himself did not believe such a statement.

The vast majority of the people of Anjitan believe that the vicious rumors that are made out of nothing are true.

"And it is the Church of Raffedion who is in charge of this healing process, and as a devout believer, we cannot doubt the authority of the gods. Leander immediately extended the problems of the church to the problems of the gods.

In recent times, the authority of the Church of Leverdeon in Anjitan has been very low, and if the other party believes in the Church of Leverdeon, I am afraid that it will only cause the other party to laugh.

"Besides......" Leander tried to say something, but it got stuck in his throat.

I vaguely seemed to hear the sound of killing and screaming outside.