Chapter 7: Grief
Those people didn't ride horses just now, so they will be there soon? Marco, wait for me!
"My lord, the spies have reported that the target has been found, and the target is fleeing to the southwest, and seems to be preparing to go to Yanjing in the Caesar Empire. In the woods, a man in black knelt on one knee and said respectfully. Opposite him, two men sat cross-legged on the ground, and the aura of the eighth order emanated from both of them.
"Hmph, foolish people, don't we dare to do anything when we go to Caesar Yanjing? And you, a group of waste, a princess who has fled can be lost! What is the best spy in the empire, if the empire really depends on you, it will perish a long time ago!" The middle-aged strong man sitting in the middle stood up and said angrily with a gloomy face.
"My lord, it has been a long time since Tu Sheng had an accident, so act early, so that I can go back and report to Your Majesty. Another man, about forty years old, with a staff on his knee, said. The top of the turquoise staff was inlaid with a pale cyan magic core, exuding bursts of magical power.
"Also, if the Caesar Empire knows about the King's Treasure, we will also be in trouble!Thank you Master for reminding us!" The man turned to the mage sitting on the ground and said, although he was the leader of this operation, the status of a mage on the continent was much higher than that of a warrior, and he did not want to offend a mage of the same rank as himself. "Ming said that I have to bother the master!"
"Your Excellency is welcome!"
"Let's go now, get ready for a sneak attack, and act at noon tomorrow! This time, we can't let them run anymore!"
"Yes," a dozen figures immediately disappeared into the night......
"My lord, the target is hiding in a caravan and is approaching!"
In the distance, a caravan approached slowly, with what appeared to be several carriages in the middle.
The leader raised his eyebrows and showed a bloodthirsty smile: "Hide in the caravan! Listen to my command, prepare to release arrows! Don't let go of a single one!!"
"Yes!"
The caravan approached slowly, and the air seemed to become a little oppressive. Several scattered swordsmen in the caravan clutched their swords, their instincts of life and death telling them that there was an ambush. An old swordsman in the carriage squatted on the carriage, ready to burst out at any time, "Miss, they are catching up, be careful, don't make a sound!"
"Yes, Uncle Covin. "In the dimly lit carriage, a petite figure was shrouded in a robe, and the face could not be seen clearly.
"Release!" the leader shouted! Whoosh..."The arrow sounded unconscious. The caravan was filled with people falling to the ground in the middle of the caravan, and people were scattered and fleeing.
"Miss Protection" A few flashes of fighting spirit flashed, and several swordsmen scattered in the caravan immediately ran around the carriage in the middle, blocking the arrows, looking at the flickering fighting spirit on their bodies, none of the swordsmen were below the fifth order.
"Found it, don't let go of the arrows, give it to me, the master aims at the carriage in the middle!" Hearing this, the mage immediately prepared his magic and aimed at the carriage in the middle. Ignoring the fleeing caravans, the leader rushed to the carriage with a few men in black. The fighting spirit of the warriors on the side of the black-faced man is generally higher than that of the other party, and there is even the leader of the eighth-order master.
In a few moments, all the men guarding the carriage were killed.
"Hmph, rabble!" the leader pouted, looking at the carriage, "Isn't it still coming out!!Hmph, it seems that I want to ask you to come out!!" said with a fighting spirit slashing the roof of the carriage.
Suddenly, the two fighters in the car burst out, and the tips of their swords were pointed directly at the leader's chest and head!
"Ding, ding!" the tip of the sword stopped an inch in front of the leader in the incredulous eyes of the two swordsmen.
"The defense of my eighth-order earth system fighting qi is not something that the two of you can easily break through. After speaking, the cold light in the leader's hand swept away, and before the two swordsmen could react, their heads rose to the sky.
The leader split the carriage with a sword, and sure enough, the cart was just a decoy, and there was no target on the cart.
"Bastard!" the leader angrily swung his sword and slashed at a tree beside the road.
"Levitation!" The eighth-order mage applied a levitation spell to himself and floated to a high place! It seemed that he was a wind mage!"Eagle Eye Technique!" The mage cast a spell on himself again, and his eyes suddenly became very sharp. The mage kept scanning the surrounding woods, and in a few moments, he fell from the sky.
"To the east, there are traces of people passing by, it seems that they have gone far!Now it's too late to catch up, in the deep forest, they can't run fast!" said and cast a light spirit spell on everyone. In the end, the mage took out a philosopher's stone and prepared to replenish his magic power, casting nearly twenty magic spells in a row, and his magic power was about to bottom out. Philosopher's Stone can be dispensed without
Spiritual power directly recovers mana, but this thing is relatively scarce, and it is a consumable with a surname, and it is not easy for a high-level mage to get it, he usually doesn't use it, but now he doesn't have time to stop and recover his mana.
"Chase!" the leader didn't say much and chased him out.
The mage cast a levitation spell on his body again, and followed as he replenished his mana.
It was close to evening.
Deep in the forest, several people quickly flashed through the woods.
"Miss, we have to hurry! The enemy is expected to be chasing after us soon! There is a magician on the other side, and our whereabouts are estimated to have leaked!" said the leading old swordsman, it turned out that the real hiding place for him and the girl was the last carriage, and they used the middle carriage as a bait, and when the man in black attacked the middle carriage, they turned two swords
The taxi rushed into the woods to the east.
"Hmm!" the girl agreed softly.
The girl in front of her is the orphan of the famous Chambating Empire on the mainland. At that time, the Chambitin Empire was located in the center of the continent, the territory was vast, the east was directly bordered by the Orc Alliance, and the west was the dark forest where the elves were located. As for the reason, just like in a third-rate novel, the prince of the empire fell in love with the princess of the elf clan in the dark forest, and when his confession was rejected, he became angry and ordered the two holy orders to kidnap the princess, but before he could leave the forest, he was killed by all the masters of the elf clan. How could the Dominating Empire of the Jambatin Empire swallow this breath and directly send a master into the dark forest, preparing to capture the high-level of the elf clan and return to the blood sacrifice to avenge the prince. It is conceivable that in the forest and the elves fought the miserable end! Although the elves did not die at a high level, they were angry and directly dispatched the masters of the clan, and the hundreds of years of long life made the elves have many masters, eight god ranks! Directly rushed to Yanjing of Emperor Zhanbaiting, killed all the holy and divine ranks of Yanjing, and by the way, released a forbidden spell in Yanjing of the empire: the wrath of nature. Now the whole continent is quiet! It turns out that the various empires that were watching the excitement are silent! Eight god ranks, what kind of concept is this, this means that even if the elves sweep the continent, it is not difficult. However, after this shocking case, the elf returned to the dark forest and disappeared from people's sight, as if nothing had happened. After the silence, the three empires immediately sent envoys to the elves, expressing their friendship and strongly accusing the Janbatin Empire of shameless behavior, and the three empires agreed that the actions of the Janbatin Empire had disgraced the face of the entire human race, and decided to send troops together, so a righteous crusade began. At this time, the Chabaiting Empire was in a mess, with only a few Holy Orders left, they were powerless to resist the Holy Orders of other empires, and the huge empire fell apart in an instant, with continuous civil strife, and finally split into countless small states. Each of the three empires captured a portion of the land, and the rest was in chaos, with small states fighting each other, and now the most famous chaotic principality in the center of the continent has been formed. As for the East, the three major empires do not want to border the Orc Alliance, but in this land that everyone does not look down on, one empire has awakened, which is now the fourth empire of the continent: the Ottoman Empire. Relying on the strongest berserker legion in the empire, he defeated the orcs many times, although it was also a heavy loss, but it could be regarded as gaining a firm foothold on the continent.
Although the Chambatin Empire has been destroyed for two hundred years, his royal blood has not been severed! It is rumored that they have many years of savings in their hands, comparable to a national treasure, and countless fighting spirit and magic secrets...... As long as you get their treasure map, you can get countless riches, become the strongest of the strong, and even build a nation. The various empires, principalities kept tracking down their information. They remained incognito, but they were finally discovered by Ottoman agents, and the guards protected the princess and fled all the way here.
When he arrived, he looked at the mess in front of him and the corpses everywhere, and Francis stopped.
"Marco, Marco, where are you? Marco ......" Francis shouted as he lifted several corpses. Eventually, Francis finds Marco behind a large tree, and Marco is hit by two arrows, one of which in his leg restricts his movements. Although the arrow in the back was not fatal, it had been too long, and Marco had lost too much blood...
Holding Marco's cold body: "Marco, it's all right! I'm here, I'll take you home! Just go home!" said Francis's tears like a spring, and he couldn't stop it. "By the way, the healing technique! I'm a light mage!" Francis said to himself, "Marko, I'll be able to heal you soon!" heal! heal! heal! heal...... "I cast a dozen healing spells on Marco in a row, but Marco didn't react! Marco lost too much blood, and the healing technique couldn't replenish the blood.
"Ahem... Cough!... Is that you?" Marco's weak voice rang out from Francis's arms.
"Yes. Marco, it's me!" Francis wiped tears from her face and hurriedly replied. "Marko, don't talk yet, you're too weak! let's go home!" put Marco in his arms in a comfortable position.
"Ahem... And again... See... It's so nice... I thought I wouldn't see you again! I have so much to say to you!" Marco's words became more and more fluid, and even his face became a little rosy. But Francis's tears flowed faster, and he knew that Marco was not better, but returned!
"Marko, don't say it! Let's go home first, let's go home, let's go home..."
"No, young master! I feel that I am afraid that I will not be able to do it! Listen, young master! I am afraid that the old slave will not be able to take care of you in the future! Since the death of the old man, you have not been able to go out much, and you do not know much about the outside world! The young master must be careful not to provoke right and wrong in the future, this key..."Marco took out a key from his bosom and stuffed it into Francis's hand, and his steady movements did not show that he was now a dying man! "Inside are some money and goods left by the master, and a little I have earned over the years!" The young master must study magic hard and become an excellent mage in the future! Even if he can't revive the family in the future! Bear... Live... Under... Go !!" After spitting out the last word with all his might, Marko's eyes became dim!
"Marco, Marco!!!!......" Francis shouted as he hugged Marco hard. "Why? What are you doing now? Get up! Get up...... Ahh!!h
Dis, who came at a rapid speed in the distance, stopped behind Francis, looking at the painful Francis in front of him, Dis closed his eyes, he knew Francis's feelings for old Marco! Dis didn't know how to persuade him, he could only close his eyes and look around with the small universe, he wanted to find the traces of the bandits. It seemed to him that his life was given by Francis, and these people who made Francis miserable were absolutely going to die!
Carefully put away the key. Francis closed Marco's eyes, pulled out the arrow stuck in him, straightened Marco's wrinkled clothes, and clasped his hands in front of his chest!
"Young master, I'm afraid this is not as simple as a bandit! The words of a bandit do not have such destructive power, this is the battle trace left by the master. I'm afraid they're here to hunt down the nobles!, and the caravan, it's just a disaster!" said Dis as he opened his eyes.
He respectfully kowtowed to Marco's corpse on the ground, and found a large cloth to cover old Marco, "Yes, whoever it is, can you find it?" Francis's words were neither sad nor joyful, as if he were not the one who had just cried bitterly!
"To the east, the traces are obvious!" said Dees after a moment's hesitation, he was a little worried about Francis's current state!
"Follow, Dess, keep up—" Francis disappeared into the distance in an instant!
It's so fast! It's faster than just now! Diess was shocked and immediately opened up the small universe, now is not the time to retain his strength! But even the full-strength Diess can only barely keep up! Diess feels that Francis in front of him is slowly becoming faster! Diess gritted his teeth and desperately burned his small universe, he was a little afraid of losing it.