CHAPTER XIV. 13
The officers of the Sixth Legion and the rebel Assassin squad fought in the courtyard of the lord's mansion, and the fierce little ones in the kennel barked hoarsely, slamming the iron gates. The chaotic scene of the pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info originated from the fact that two drunken imperial officers at the celebration banquet exchanged insulting words, and then a big fight, and the officer who stepped forward to stop was hit by a fist thrown indiscriminately, igniting his fiery temper as a professional soldier, so the two tigers fought and turned into a wolf fight, and even the rebel assassins who were originally lurking in the shadows to protect Youan also ran out to take advantage of the fire.
As soon as Miloka rushed to the courtyard, she saw the rebel Assassins running in all directions, adding to the chaos of the battlefield. Many red-eyed Imperial officers were slashing and even beating up their own under the influence of alcohol, while the Assassins were like annoying flies, sudden, striking and leaving, constantly fanning the flames and intriguing the Imperial officers.
"Stop, stop!" Miloka shouted as she pushed away the Imperial officer who had fallen towards her, but his "faint" voice was fleeting in the sea of curses. More attacks rained down on Miloka, and he was forced to wake up the poisonous fire to fight back, gradually falling into a dilemma.
"Miloca, put them down!" Solanya's voice broke through the obstacles and reached Miloka's ears, who followed the voice, Solana was holding two shields of golden light and trying to block, and slowly approached his tired self. "There's something wrong with the wine at the dinner, don't kill them!" Solanya continued to shout.
Miloka wanted to ask more about the situation, but a dark figure stood abruptly between herself and Solanya. The unknown creature was dressed in black leather armor decorated with gold thread, his face hidden in a hood with shoulder pads and a cape, and a strangely shaped blade in his hand—it had only a real blade like Unmaru, but the blade was as straight as a standard long sword. It is different from the saber in that the blade does not vary in width and maintains a uniform width from the tip to the handle. The most special is the shielded sword lattice similar to the bayonet, the bowl-shaped curved surface is inlaid with a skull statue of unknown material, and the dark purple evil flame burns in the hollow eye sockets. The end of the blade handle was particularly terrifying, and the bone-like material was stacked into a clenched skull fist, shrouded in a flowing gray sheen along with the blade.