Byron quickly reached the front of the manor, encountering almost no obstacles, but as he was about to walk out of the main gate, he saw a thin middle-aged manservant. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Byron: This isn't the guy who used to drink in the Chablis tavern.

So Byron walked over and shouted in a hearty voice, "That manservant, yes, yes, it's you, come here." ”

In the distance, several soldiers of the personal guard glanced at Byron, who was standing in the shadows by the wall, a little unclear, but when he saw the scarlet cloak behind him, he immediately turned his head and went about his business, the main building of the manor was half burned, and it was another sleepless night tonight.

The manservant glanced at Byron tremblingly, and then he was shocked, startled, and he immediately lowered his voice and asked: "Byron, why are you here, don't you leave quickly, if those guys find you, I will also suffer." ”

"I'm not afraid of anything. After saying that, Byron also glanced left and right, looking at the world, but in an instant, Byron lowered his head again, and it was easy to die.

After making sure that there was no one nearby, Byron said as usual in conversation, "I'm leaving, but I want you to do me a favor." ”

"What's the matter, tell me quickly. Although the manservant was answering Byron's question, his head kept looking left and right, looking like a thief.

Byron rolled his eyes, could it be a little more obvious? A normal person could tell what was going on between the two of them as soon as he looked at his lewd movements.

So Byron immediately said: "Lucky friend is the necromancer's minion, Vic Town can't stay, you bring this news out, I believe that with your big mouth, it won't be tomorrow morning, everyone in the town will be able to run away, right?"

The valet is really scared this time, necromancer, the kind of character that only exists in fairy tales! Parents often scare their children in this way, for example, if you cry again, the evil mages hiding in the dark will fly into the house from the chimney and turn you into a frog.

"Really?" the manservant's voice began to tremble.

"Of course it's true, I remember the last time who said he had the courage to face a dragon?" Byron gave him a disdainful look, the guy was drunk and often babbled gibberish, and the terrible thing was that he remembered what he said the next day, and thought it was true.

"Oh no, no wonder I haven't seen the baron for a long time! they must have ......" The manservant showed a look of sudden realization, and sure enough, he couldn't change his habit of gossiping at this time.

There were already bullies in the manor who were starting to shout

"Catch that adventurer!"

The manservant looked in horror in the direction where the voice came from, where several bullies rushed towards them from a distance.

Byron curled the corners of his mouth slightly and kicked the manservant in the abdomen, and he immediately fell backwards and rolled on the ground. The pain came from the wound in his foot, and Byron gritted his teeth and jumped on one foot towards the gate of the manor.

The gates of the manor were wide open at the moment, and there were servants carrying water in and out, and although the fire in the main building had been extinguished, there were still many places to use water.

"Stop him!"

"Close the door!"

Although the bullies in the distance shouted frantically, there were only a few servants by the door, and they saw Byron, who was covered in blood, jumping up and retreating in fright. Byron even saw a young maid hiding behind her aunt, tears rolling down her eyes.

"Get out of here!" Byron roared, and the servant with the bucket in front of him dropped the bucket and hurried away.

The aunt guarded the little maid behind her, and the two leaned against the wooden door, and the aunt stared at Byron with a solemn face, like a tigress guarding a calf.

Byron quickly jumped past them, ahead of the town's main road.

The aunt watched the villain in front of her walk by, and the other party also looked them up and down with evil eyes, and Lan Qi behind her instantly sobbed.

The little maid was originally timid, and she was always teased by those hooligans these days, but thanks to the protection of a few young people in the guard, she was not succeeded by those villains. However, the little maid has also been in a state of panic lately, and was finally frightened into crying by Byron.

The aunt didn't know where the courage came from, she pursed her lips tightly, gritted her teeth, took a step forward, and then viciously slammed the fist that looked a little thick from years of labor on Byron's back.

Byron stumbled, could no longer control his body, and fell to the muddy ground. The ground here was softened by the water that the servants carried to and fro, and the droplets splashed on the ground, and Byron fell on it and was only covered in mud.

Byron turned his head, and he was greeted by the fist that his aunt had pounded down from above.

"Ahh

The fist hit Byron's eye socket, he howled in pain, grabbed the aunt's fist with both hands, and pulled her leaning body over.

The aunt had a frightened look on her face, Byron kicked her in the abdomen, she fell beside Byron, clutched her stomach and screamed, and the little maid pounced in surprise.

After this delay, the bullies and guards in the distance finally ran to the door.

"Look where you kid is going. A bully laughed, just because Byron was so embarrassed that his face was covered in mud and his cloak was wrinkled and clung to his body.

"Byron?" a guard recognized him.

Byron didn't answer, stood up, quickly took off the backpack, grabbed the dozen or so gold coins in his hand, and then threw them forward, and under the firelight, the shining gold coins looked so dazzling.

"Be careful. Someone shouted, but it was too late.

A milky white ball of light appeared in the air following the gold coins in the sky, and then suddenly exploded. A blinding light shrouded the area. All those who looked at Byron fell into a state of dizziness. Even the soldiers of the Guard, who were only a few meters away from Byron, did not attack Byron at will.

Byron turned and ran wildly, and in the distance, someone who had managed to escape the "flash technique" shouted: "He's running into town!"

After staggering a few steps, Byron simply ignored the wound on his leg, and galloped up, and he ran down the slope where the manor was located with a pale face, and came to the town.

Some of the residents were awakened by the fire and noise in the manor, and they crowded the intersection, pointing and whispering to the manor. When Byron rushed down, the villagers saw the scarlet cloak behind him from a distance, and they either scattered in a swarm or remained silent, staring at Byron.

"It's Big Brother Byron!" cried out a childish child's voice.

The bear children were boiling, but they were caught by their parents and couldn't get over. Like a tidal wave, the crowd split off into a passage on either side, and Byron didn't have time to appreciate the red cloak behind him and ran towards the temple.

There, there are people who can help him.

In a remote territory like Vic's Town, which relies heavily on farming, it is very important to choose a suitable god, of course, it still depends on the wishes of the lord. Luckily, Baron Arnold of Vic was smart enough to choose the "Lady of the Woods" sect instead of the flashy sects.

The "Lady of the Forest" is an amiable goddess who often dances and frolicks in the forest and plays with the creatures of the forest. Her followers are stewards of nature, dedicated to planting, nurturing plants, sustaining the weather, and healing sick and wounded creatures. Thus, in the town, the priesthood of the Lady of the Forest has a status beyond human imagination.

In the center of the town, the temple of the Lady of the Woods is still in the style of an ordinary boxy wooden house, but it is several times larger than the others, the walls and high windows are also whitewashed, and there is a small minaret erected on the top, on which hangs the holy emblem of the Lady of the Forest, a new sprout.

Approaching the temple, the ground grew more planted, and the fences outside the surrounding wooden houses were covered with bushy thorns. There are some fruit trees, flowers and plants in the yard.

Byron didn't dare to climb over the outer walls of the temple - stepping on the flowers and plants inside would anger the priests. Injured plants emit a kind of alarm signal, and the priest of the Lady of the Woods is one of the few people who can "hear" these messages. Naturally, there will be no affection for these culprits who trample on plants indiscriminately.

Following the path set aside by the temple, Byron rushed to the door of the temple.

The internal structure of the temple is very simple, only the statue of the lady of the forest, a few stone beds, they are not only hospital beds, but also the place where these priests rested and slept.

At this moment, the interior of the temple was lit by a dim oil lamp, and the two priests were gathered around a stone bed on which lay a soldier in charred black leather armor. Apparently this unlucky guy didn't run away in time for the fire in the middle of the night.

Byron walked in briskly, and although he only had a few gold coins on him now, it was not enough for him to pay for the treatment, but he could try to offset the cost of the treatment with a message.

The two priests, one old and one young, did not stop the magic in their hands, but they focused their eyes on Byron, an uninvited guest. After all, it was late at night, and Byron still had the cloak of the lucky friend behind him. It's not all that popular here.

"Young man, is there anything wrong with you?"

"Dear Elder, I have received some news about the necromancer. ”

The two priests both looked straight: "Say it and take a look." ”

Byron slowly began to tell all the news he had seen and heard, and the two priests frowned deeply.

They looked at each other and asked, "You mean, as soon as he waved his hand, the thugs fell into terror?"

Byron nodded.

"That's a panic spell, it's really the necromancer's best spell"

The priest shook his head: "But some power-seeking mages are not averse to using such evil spells. ”

Byron continued to nod, then said, "That mage dug up a temple of the ancient god of death under the lord's manor. ”