ps: I've been in class for a day, so tired...... I didn't change the girl's sword that I said it was good, because I had to hand in 4 comic scripts before the 17th...... It's busy.

Gently patting Iliel on the back, Shellier stood up and looked around at the other women in the room, "Okay, everyone, go to a safe place." ”

Iofita left, but the four maid swordsmen who guarded Kate remained, and they took over the task of guarding them.

Shellyl and Iliel followed the two maid swordsmen, followed by Eddie Hill, and finally the other two maid swordsmen who were holding Kate.

The hallway was full of maids or close officials running around, their expressions either grim or nervous, and although the news of the breach of the main entrance soon came from the front hall, their faces did not show much fear or confusion.

The Duke's palace defenses were breached almost instantly, but each of them could still find what they had to do at the moment.

When a maid saw Sherry and her group, she didn't even bother to salute, so she ran over with a musket or a long sword, but there were also passing guards who immediately joined the queue of escorts the moment they saw Sherry and her group.

Edhill soon realized that at this moment, the Duke's palace was not a defeated remnant, but a complete formation that actively resisted the attackers with orderly actions. If the attackers thought that the attack on the Duke's Palace meant that the victory was decided, they would be greeted with a huge "surprise".

Eddie Hill silently followed behind Shirley, not knowing where the already large group was heading, but she was self-aware and didn't ask.

But just because she doesn't speak doesn't mean that others won't take the initiative to talk to her.

Shellier slowed down a little and walked side by side with Eddie Hill.

"Adele, I'm sorry, you've only been here for a few days, and this happened to you. The Duchess's smile was gentle, there was not much nervousness in that smile, just looking at it calmed people's minds.

Edhill thought for a moment, and asked cautiously, "Is this often the case in the Duke's Palace?" ”

Hearing Edhill's rhetorical question, Shirley was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help crying and laughing: "'Often'...... Not really. ”

"It's Evan's work......" Shirley replied, her tone couldn't help but carry a hint of pride, even though Evanian was not her biological child, but she was still proud of him, "The Guards and the Maid Guard, almost every three months, have to rehearse the attack on the Duke's Palace, although this is the first actual battle, but what to do to hold the enemy back, they are already familiar with it. ”

In fact, it is precisely because most of the inquisitors of the Sunnah are high-ranking priests or swordsmen, and they are about the same combat power as the rooks who often play the role of attackers, and in the face of such enemies, except for the initial surprise, the maid guards are really not very afraid of them.

What's more, the two truth-level inquisitors who posed the greatest threat to them were dragged out of the courtyard by the head maid of Iofita.

The small space of the Duke's Mansion greatly compresses the dodge space of high-level warriors. The defensive grenade, which was charged with an increased charge and attached with an iron ball and steel shell, increased its power was far beyond the imagination of the church judges.

The moment they smashed the front door and entered the front hall, they were stubbornly resisted by the maid guards, and the queue of muskets upstairs and downstairs almost repeated the scene at the courtyard gate.

But relying on the magic shield, the inquisitors still forcibly broke through the fire blockade without artillery support, but they rushed through the center line of the hall not a few steps, the explosive bag pre-placed under the sofa was detonated, and the fragmented steel balls set in the direction turned into a heavy rain, and the more than ten inquisitors in the front were instantly overturned, and the rest of the people in the back were blocked, and when they got up from the ground, the maid platoon had withdrawn from the front hall in an orderly manner.

The maid non-commissioned officers had no intention of resisting the Inquisitor, and more than a dozen exercises had shown that such a rigid response was useless against such an elite assault force, which was composed entirely of high-ranking soldiers.

These high-ranking soldiers are middle-level officers and decisive elites on the battlefield, and all exercises have shown that if you want to drag these people to death in the Duke's Palace, the only way to drag them into the rhythm of the maid's own defense is to rely on the tortuous terrain of the Duke's Palace.

Platoon interception, directional blasting, improvised mines, grenadiers, and even direct fire from small-caliber artillery.

The Duke's palace was reinforced with alchemy, and the unusually strong walls played a great role in blocking the attack, and the inquisitor could not break through the wall as if he had smashed an ordinary building, so he could only honestly advance from house to house. In this way, the maid guards are familiar with every nook and cranny of the Duke's Palace, the corridors, corners, and halls, and they know very well how to use these seemingly ordinary architectural structures, combined with appropriate tactics, to contain the speed of the enemy's attack and create obstacles for the enemy.

This kind of blow is not devastating, but it can make all the inquisitors suffocate to vomit blood and internal injuries, and the tactics of the maid guards are not only that, while passively defending, they also use their familiarity with the terrain in the house, often interspersed with maneuvers, when a dozen inquisitors and the white crow near the election officer are in the middle of the scuffle, the maid swordsman who raises the shield and wields the sword suddenly rushes up from behind, often only one impact, can tear open the inquisitor's battle line. And once an Inquisitor is stopped by these maid swordsmen who often fight with the Black Knights, the Musketers, the maids of the Musket Team, can raise their muskets in a good time and shoot the Judges who have been dragged down with enhanced enchanted bullets.

All in all, even in terms of the quality of individual soldiers, there is a considerable gap between the two forces attacking and defending each other in the Duke's Palace at this time, but relying on the advanced weapons and tactics, it is the Duke's Palace that has the upper hand at this moment, but it is the Duke's Palace that guards the side.

However, at this time, there is a shadow that has been hovering over the heads of all the maid non-commissioned officers, and the ghost does not go away-

They still don't know how the courtyard, which has a more complete defense system than in the Duke's Palace, was breached, and if it weren't for the decisive command of the reserve non-commissioned officer at the gate of the courtyard, at any cost, the enemy was blocked outside the courtyard gate, dragging out a few minutes of reaction time, and the maid guards would not even have time to set up explosives in the front hall, and they would have been broken through in an instant.

The details of these battles were unknown to Adehill at the moment, but what she had seen now was enough for her to realize the unusualness of this all-mined combat unit.

Most of the members of the Duke's Palace guard were women, many of them were not even half the age of Eddie Hill, and few of them were more than mid-level in terms of personal strength.

However, it is such a unit, which in the past can be described as a miscellaneous army, but an elite raiding force is dragged out to the outside, and it is still constantly inflicting casualties on the other side......

As the daughter of the former Southridge royal family, Eddie Hill can't help but bring the soldiers of Fu [***] into the role of the enemy, if it is his own country's army, can he attack it, or can he resist it?

In fact, without being reminded by others, Edhill has also realized that the Nanling Fu [***] and the Nanling Kingdom have been destroyed...... And what destroyed them was another new model army created by the same people, with the same heritage as this maid guard......

And the man who personally created the maid guard and the new model army...... is her future husband......

Thinking of this, Eddie Hill couldn't help but feel a little stunned.

Now, in Eddie Hill's heart, compared to hatred, a sense of helplessness that is swallowed up by the torrent of history is clearer.

"Don't worry, the Nearest Elector and the maid will protect us. ”

And didn't seem to notice Eddie Hill's low mood, Shirley smiled softly and comforted her, for the well-behaved and lovely girl in front of her, she liked it very much, although she also loved Ilier, but Ilier's surname was a little too lively and cheerful. And looking at Edhill, she could see a shadow of her past in the girl - although strictly speaking, Eddie Hill was not a few years younger than her.

"In the Duke's Palace, my husband and Evan are usually busy, but there are a lot of interesting things in White Rose City, when this attack is over, I will take you and Eliel to play around, okay?"

Shelle said with a smile, and without waiting for Edhill to answer, she turned to look at Kate behind her, "Miss Priest is too." ”

Kate was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect Shelly to suddenly mention herself, and she didn't know how to face such a gentle invitation. How would she reply? You can't say, "I'm sorry, ma'am, I'm the one who was going to kill your son," right?!

After struggling for a long time, Kate finally just nodded stiffly.

Not accustomed to such a hypocritical performance, Kate's face suddenly turned red.

But fortunately, at this moment, the sudden chaos in the distance distracted the group.

"Miss maid, Miss maid, can you let me go? I'm just an ordinary itinerant priest......

"Don't talk nonsense, put your hands on your head and don't put them down, or I'm going to shoot." ”

Approaching the procession, a silver-haired priest in a black robe with shoulders and conspicuous clothes walked towards this side, escorted by four or five maids.

"What's going on?"

A female sergeant sergeant, who had taken over the command of the escort team, asked the maid who came in front of her about the situation.

"It's a surrendered ......"

The maid who replied was also speechless, "Suddenly she fell in through the window, and because it really didn't look like a threat, she tied it up." ”

“...... ...... who didn't even resist Captive?"

There was deep suspicion in the eyes of the maid sergeant.

"That ......" just then, the silver-haired priest himself spoke, with a smile on his face that didn't know whether it was weakness or tenderness, "Actually, I am a non-violent priest......

The maid sergeant chief wrowned her brows and thought for a while, then suddenly reacted: "No! Isn't the dungeon on the first floor?! What are you doing with him running to the second floor!?"

And the maid who answered was stunned for a moment.

"That's right...... The dungeon is on the ground floor...... Why do we ...... Whining...... My head hurts......"

She suddenly crouched down and hugged her head.

Almost instantly, more than a dozen muskets and four long swords were raised and aimed at the silver-haired priest.

"Who the hell are you?!" the maid sergeant asked, tearing the air through in an instant.

The silver-haired priest's smile became a little sad. But unconsciously, the seemingly weak and incompetent temperament on his body gradually faded with his straight back.

"I told you...... I'm really just a priest of non-violence......";