The Archswordsman of Chester carried Lord MacDonnell on his shoulders and led the crowd towards the forecourt of the manor where the Archswordsman of Quintas was.

Hundreds of manor guards gathered from all directions, and the archers who fell behind shot a rain of arrows, but only some of these guards were first-turn knights, and there was no way to hold them back when facing the second-turn powerhouse of the assault team.

A group of guards almost all ran wildly behind the assault team, the front could not be stopped, and the rear could not catch up.

Several second-turn powerhouses surrounded the Chester Great Swordsman and escorted the Chester Great Swordsman forward.

The black-robed magicians who were forced back into the magic tower began to retreat when they saw that the assault team had grabbed Lord McDonnell and ran out of the magic tower one after another.

This time they knew the strength of the assault team, and they were much more cautious when chasing them out, each black mage rode a magic handle, and they threw black flame balls at the Chester Great Swordsman in the air.

They were a little afraid of Samira, and they didn't dare to get too close, and these black balls of black flame frequently detonated in mid-air, more like fireworks for the assault team.

It's just that these dark mages haven't given up on rescuing Lord MacDonnell, they frequently use magic to hold back the assault team.

Hundreds of manor guards chased after them from all directions like crazy.

More than a dozen black mages floated in the air on their magic poles, and the three black mages led by them recited lengthy incantations, and the magic pattern circle that appeared at their feet was extremely large.

Then, Surdak felt the whole earth shaking, and cracks suddenly appeared in the stone road in front of him, and some hot magma gushed out of the cracks.

The Great Swordsman of Chester was very nimble in dodging the gushing magma, and the second-turn swordsmen around him quickly dispersed.

Surdak needed to take care of Thea, who was not too fast, and looked a little embarrassed, and the Goethe shield played a big role.

With reddish eyes, Samira leaped nimbly onto the ridge of a cloister and fired an arrow at the magician who had unleashed the 'Hellfire'.

The black mage was also on guard, and raised his hand to prop up a magic shield.

The arrow hit the magic shield, and it shattered the magic shield in an instant, and the arrow hit the black mage's chest with the remaining momentum, I don't know what material his magic robe was, the black mage stepped back a few meters in the air, and regained his body on the magic handle......

Surdak saw that the guards of the manor had surrounded her, and feared that Samira would be encircled, so he hurriedly beckoned her to hurry up and run.

Samira turned her head to glance at the dark mages in the air, and quickly jumped off the ridge of the roof and chased after Surdak.

……

The Archswordsmen of Quintas arrived with the first squad, and the two teams of second-turn swordsmen converged at the fountain in the vestibule of the manor.

With Quintas and Gulit opening the way in front, the manor guards in front of them were not at all in the way.

A team of people went straight out from the main gate of the manor.

The two greatswords of the Great Swordsman of Quintas were stained with blood, which stained his hands and arms red, but he was still able to keep his senses at this time, and after leaving the manor with the assault team, he quickly burrowed into the mountains and forests to avoid the dark mages who were chasing in the sky.

A series of horns rang out from the manor, and flares shot into the sky, apparently summoning nearby garrisons.

However, the assault team did not follow the main road, and after burrowing into the dense forest, they specifically looked for some wooded places, and waited until it gradually got dark, and the dark magicians who had been biting behind had to go back the way they came.

Samira climbed the canopy several times, and found that the dark mages were no longer in the sky, and the manor guards were left far away.

The assault team relaxed a little.

Surdak followed the group over a mountain ridge and stopped at a clearing on the northern slope of the mountain, where the canopies of the trees were almost connected, completely obscuring the starry sky.

The Archswordsman of Chester and the Archswordsman of Quintas stopped in unison, and the two second-turners in the assault team immediately began to investigate the surrounding situation, and Samira also nodded to Surdak and jumped to the canopy to check the surroundings.

"Rest in place for a while, pitch a tent, and we'll set off after dinner!"

With that, the Archswordsman of Chester placed Lord MacDonnell from his shoulder next to a large tree and crouched down beside him to check on him.

Lord MacDonnell closed his eyes tightly, still unconscious, except that his face was a little pale, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, it looked like he had been bumpy all the way, although he was in a coma, he still suffered a lot.

The other second-turn swordsmen began to set up an improvised tent with all their hands and feet.

Of course, the tent was not used for resting, but for shielding the fire from the light of the fire.

Surdak sat down with Thea on the side, and Miss Mermaid untied the bladder from her waist, pulled out the cork of the bladder, and poured a stream of water over her head.

The clear water quickly wet her long hair, and she recovered a little from a slight malaise, and then she sat down next to the tree, her big sea-blue eyes shining with a different light.

"After this operation, I will buy you an airship ticket at the airport terminal of Bena City, don't worry about trouble on the way, I will have someone send you back to the sea safely......" Surdak sat down next to him and whispered.

Miss Mermaid's gaze fell on the pitch-black mountains in the distance, and the dark red night sky lit up with bright golden bands of light.

Against the backdrop of these bands of light, the stars fade.

She twisted her long wet hair, and her robe clattered wetly against her body, outlining a youthful curve.

The night breeze took away the last bit of heat, and the surroundings were filled with the sound of cicadas.

Thea took a deep breath, clasped her legs together with her hands, and sat down on the root, she looked a little excited, and whispered to Surdak:

"Actually, this kind of task is quite exciting, except for a little inconvenient when acting, the rest is quite good, I like this kind of adventurous life."

"Huh?" Surdak was a bit surprised.

Thea turned to Surdak and said in a smaller voice, "If you feel like I'm not dragging my feet when I'm fighting, I can consider staying......"

"Forget it, do you know where I live...... The barren land of the city of Highlandsa, where water is scarce all year round......" Surdak laughed and refused.

I thought to myself, 'You can't make trouble for yourself no matter what. ’

Seeing Surdak's refusal, Thea didn't speak.

The ogre sat down breathlessly against the trunk of a large tree, and when he heard Surdak talking about the Badlands, he began to complain to Thea that in the Wastelands, in addition to sea buckthorn grass and thirsty undead grass, there were only a few limestone iguanas hiding in the cracks of the ground, and there was soft volcanic ash everywhere......

Surdak was not idle at this time, and only one second-turn swordsman in the team was slightly injured, so he ran over to help heal.

Thea blinked, looked down at the fine scales on her arms, and pouted.

The body didn't get much water for a day, a stinging pain after drying.

Let Thea not even want to move.

Two swordsmen set up their tents, lit a bonfire, and set up an iron pot to boil water, and put scones and marching rations aside, and waited for the water to boil, poured the dry food into it, and boiled it into a pot of paste......

……

And the Chester Archswordsman and the Quintas Archswordsman were guarding Lord McDonnell's side, and the two of them exchanged information in a low voice about what they found in the manor, and the Archswordsman of Quintas's face became more and more solemn, and finally both of them were silent, waiting for Lord McDonnell to wake up.

Although Lord MacDonnell was captured, the atmosphere in the assault team was still a bit dreary.

This was mainly due to the fact that the two captains of the team had a clear disagreement about the next move of the strike team, but neither of them could convince each other.

It was as if the air in the glade had frozen.

The current idea of the Chester Archswordsman is to bring Lord MacDonnell back to Pena City as soon as possible, and he wants to join up with the other assault teams and return to Pena City first to discuss other matters.

"Tomorrow we will return to Bena City, Lord MacDonnell will send him to Bena City, this is very important, now there are many local lords in Bena Province who are ready to move, with Lord MacDonnell such an example, it is estimated that many lords are praying for such freedom, freedom to escort him to the ruling house of the House of Representatives, in order to suppress the restlessness in the hearts of other lords......"

The Archswordsman of Chester said to the Archswordsman of Quintas.

Then he said, "This is also our first task to gather so many second-turn swordsmen and infiltrate the dry cloth plane. ”

The Archswordsman of Quintas shook his head and said, "I'm not saying that Lord McDonnell's mission isn't important, I just want to use the remaining time to kill back to the magic tower behind that manor......"

He stared into the eyes of the great swordsman of Chester, and said with great seriousness:

"I've been told that it's a demonic land, and you know what that means, and if we don't do anything about it, it's likely to become a demonic land, and if they manage to open the teleportation to hell, the consequences will be dire."

"Once connected to the forces of the Abyssal Hell, a new dimensional war will break out...... The land will also be reduced to a battlefield. ”

Then, the Great Swordsman of Quintas lowered his voice and said to the Great Swordsman of Chester:

"Some people saw a pool of blood behind the tower, a group of minions were watering the demon plant with flesh and blood, and others said that there was a demon gate inside the magic tower...... Isn't that worth turning around and dealing with? ”

"I'm not saying it's not worth it, but I wish I could delay it a little bit......"

"I think this Dark Arts Retreat has played a big game, they have firmly controlled the Ganbu Plane in the name of Lord MacDonnell, I don't know how rotten the aristocratic society of the Ganbu Plane is, but now it is obviously worth our further investigation!"

The Archswordsman of Chester's ears moved slightly, turned his head to look at Lord McDonnell, and said to the Archswordsman of Quintas, "He's awake...... There are a few things you can ask him! ”

The Great Swordsman of Quintas didn't have such a good temper in the face of Lord McDonnell, he leaned over and reached out to grab Lord McDonnell's collar, and the whole person was lifted.

Lord MacDonnell closed his eyes tightly and said nothing, his violent gasps could no longer be concealed, especially when the Great Swordsman of Quintas pinched his neck, and Lord MacDonnell began to cough violently.

The Great Swordsman of Quintas threw him back under the tree.

……

"Viscount Surdak......" Quintas Archswordsman shouted Surdak's name.

Surdak hurriedly stood up from the crowd, walked up quickly, and said, "Grand Swordsman of Kuntas, you called me?" ”

"Heal our lords......" Quintas Archswordsman said, pointing at Lord MacDonnell.

Surdak saw that Lord McDonnell was not injured, but he still followed the instructions of the Great Swordsman of Quintas and performed a holy light spell on Lord McDonnell, and the holy light fell on Lord McDonnell's body, making him feel better.

Before Lord McDonnell could catch his breath, he felt a large hand press on his knee, and the Great Swordsman of Quintas pointed at the knife, and slashed at Lord MacDonnell's shin without even saying hello, and the two lower leg bones broke in response, making a clear fracture sound in the night.

Lord McDonnell let out a miserable scream, but the other swordsman covered his mouth in advance, and could only let out a miserable whimper.

"Viscount Surdak, help our lord heal again, the most important thing is not to let him die at my hands......"

The Archswordsman of Quintas said, reaching out and pressing down on the knee of Lord MacDonnell's other leg.

Lord McDonnell sent a signal begging for mercy, and the Grand Swordsman of Quintas frowned slightly, and spat at the side, before mocking: "How can a lord not even have such a little endurance?" ”

"Tell me, how did you get involved with the Dark Arts Retreat, don't make up lies, you may not know that I don't have any patience at all, if I find out that you are lying, I will break your bones one by one, and I can guarantee that you will not die......"

The Great Swordsman of Quintas said viciously, combined with the scars on his face and the muscles on his body, he really looked fierce.

The swordsman let go of Lord Macdonnell's mouth, and Lord MacDonnell let out a low, irrepressible moan......

Surdak straightened his broken leg and used the Holy Light to speed up the healing of his wound.

"Alright, just make sure he doesn't die......" Quintas Archswordsman said to him kindly, taking his arm around Surdak's shoulder.

Lord MacDonnell recovered a little at this time, lying on his back on the woodland, the Grand Swordsman of Quintas crouched beside him, reached out and patted his pale cheek, urging, "Hurry up, don't challenge my patience......"

"I don't know what you're talking about......"

Lord MacDonnell gritted his teeth, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and said weakly.

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