But I've broken it, haven't I?

Byron took the oil lamp in his hand, then stood up, pinched the wick, and the dim oil lamp brightened for a moment, and then he looked at the bullies who glared at him viciously. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Don't get excited, guys, lean over a little, you've blocked the door. ”

"Listen to him. The eldest waved his hand, and the younger brothers immediately followed him a few steps forward, getting closer to Byron.

"Stop, stop, lean against the wall. Byron continued to command, and the bullies leaned against the opposite wall, and Byron passed them through the wall next to the door.

"Keep an eye on the oil lamp and don't let him throw it. The boss spoke, apparently he didn't trust Byron much.

The bullies all watched carefully at the oil lamp in Byron's hand, for fear that he would not keep his promise and set the room on fire.

Byron tilted his head quickly, as if to check the situation outside the door.

And a ball of light immediately appeared in his hand, and it burst open, and the room immediately brightened as day. The eyes of the bullies were focused on Byron's hand at this time, and they were instantly blinded by the strong light.

Byron, on the other hand, threw the oil lamp in his hand into the straw pile in the distance. After the slight sound of "boom", the materials in the room immediately burst into flames.

At this time, Byron, who was full of joy, had already rushed to the door and had just taken a step out of the door. One knife was aimed at his head, and the other slashed straight at his waist. Byron jerked his head down, and he felt a chill above his head. The knife that looked at the waist slashed at Byron's long sword, and the huge impact brought the sword body towards Byron's body.

He pointed the spine of the sword towards himself, but fortunately the top of the spine of the sword was flat and slippery, so Byron was only hurt by the sword, and there was no blood on the spot.

The three of them completed their first attack in an instant, and Byron, despite the pain in his body, pounced on the bully who was facing him, and before the other could retract the short knife that had been slashed on Byron's sword, Byron hugged his hands, and then a force of impact knocked him in, and the two of them fell forward.

"Bye-bye. ”

The bully's ears rang at these words, and he was still wondering what it meant, when the cold aura of the blade pierced into the leather armor and stabbed him in the waist.

Byron rolled forward in a circle, then shot a freezing ray at another bullying after him, knocking him back, and then roared, "It's still too late to put out the fire!"

The bully looked hesitant, and the boss's angry face popped out of the door, with undried tears on his face, and he yelled, "Chop him up!"

Byron pursed his lips, kicked his feet, turned and ran, the holy water had already healed his wound for seven or eight points, and it was not so much that the blood was surging from the vigorous exercise, but it was just some pain.

Byron wrinkled his whole face in pain, but his feet were not slow at all, and the bully behind him couldn't catch up with him for a while.

There was no fire in the long passageway, and Byron put his hand on the wall, rubbing slightly, and rushed forward, and soon he saw the outline of a door in the darkness. It was the door to the cell.

"Stop him!" a bully yelled behind Byron.

Byron was slightly stunned, who stopped me?

The sound of a knife breaking through the wind sounded in the dark, and Byron's heart jumped, and he didn't even have time to dodge it, so he was slashed in the thigh.

With a terrible howl, Byron fell to the ground.

He remembered who it was—Gail, the young man named Gail, who had been struck by his own spell and had been left here by the bullies.

"Calm, calm. The pain was so intense that it was difficult for Byron to stay focused, and the cold magic condensed in his hand and dissipated into the air in an instant.

Byron fell to the ground and swung his sword forward, with a crisp sword strike.

"There it is!"

Byron threw the dagger in his other hand with the largest one at once, and a muffled snort was immediately heard from the darkness.

The sound of sprinting was getting closer and closer, and Byron gritted his teeth, and threw the long sword in his hand in the direction from which the sound came.

The long roar of the metal clash immediately appeared in the hole, and the bully immediately took a step back.

Then there was the sound of the sword falling on the dirt.

The bully had a cruel look on his face, the other party was already exhausted, and even threw out the sword. He hurried forward, then was hit in the face by an apple head-on, and he immediately jumped to the side to dodge the attack.

After tossing a few apples from his leather pocket, Byron threw the food in front of him, and pulled out a bundle of rope, which he used as a weapon, and hung the rest of the rope in his hand.

Gail and the bully immediately judged his position based on the direction in which Byron threw it.

"I just hit him. ”

"Well done, Gail, the boss will reward you well. The bully laughed.

Byron immediately swung the rope and struck it that way.

"Smack"

The bully was immediately whipped, but he didn't feel the pain, and Byron's strength was too small for such a narrow space to fit a whip weapon.

He grabbed the rope with his backhand, pulled it forward with all his might, and then sent his short knife forward.

Byron wanted to throw the rope out the moment the bully grabbed the rope, but unfortunately he put most of the rope on his shoulder and didn't take it off for a while.

Enduring the severe throbbing pain in his foot, Byron took a quick step, and then slammed to the side, falling dizzy, but also successfully dodging the opponent's straight stab.

The next moment, the entire passage lit up.

"Gail, where are you. The bully closed his eyes and didn't dare to move.

"I'm here by the door. ”

"Shut the door, don't let this bastard out. ”

"Ahh

"What's wrong!"

This time it was Byron who replied coldly at the door: "It's nothing, it's just dead." ”

The bully took a few steps back in horror.

Byron's eyes were closed, and the lacrimal glands were constantly secreting a thin stream of water to relieve the pain in his eyes. People who are not familiar with the "flash technique" naturally do not know that before the flash bursts, there is a little time to see the surrounding things clearly, and then the bright light.

However, this rhythm is entirely in the hands of the caster, and by the time you spot the light and react, the orb of light has already exploded.

Byron, on the other hand, took advantage of this time to run up to Gail, hugged him tightly, and then bit him down on the neck......

Byron took the dagger from Gail's hand, who had fallen limply in his arms, and then let go of his hand and let him lie on the ground, Byron snorted in disgust and spat out the flesh.

Then he gently closed the door, this time with the latch in the cell.

The wooden door slammed into the door frame.

Byron slowly moved to the wooden table in his cell, where there were long wooden benches where he could rest. Not far away, the room where the food was stored had a faint light shining in through the open doorway.

The prisoners were quick to notice the adventurer, and in the nearest cell were two unkempt women with slave-only iron collars around their necks, and it seemed that the bullies had found them a buyer.

They lay on the iron railings and looked at Byron with wide eyes, and one of the women, about thirty years old, said to Byron, "You are wounded, let us out, and we can run with you." ”

Byron inhaled softly, and instead of answering her, he tore off a piece of fabric from his linen garment, and tied the wound on his leg tightly, where it was bleeding, and if he did not deal with it, he might faint from the loss of blood.

But he had to admit that the other party's proposal was a very good proposal in this case.

Unfortunately, Byron could not get rid of the chains that were wrapped around the iron railings, as well as the iron locks.

The woman seemed to think that Byron did not believe her, and immediately added: "I am Bonnie from Demir Village, and I just came to town to buy some groceries, and then they caught me." ”

"Well, Ms. Bonnie, it's not that I don't want to help you, it's that I can't unlock these locks. Byron shook his head and explained.

"Bang. The latched door shook as it slammed, and Byron immediately stood up, and he must leave at once.

Someone yelled in the corner, "Adventurer, I can give you a lot of money, if you help me open the door." ”

Byron frowned: "I won't pick the lock." ”

"Why, aren't all you adventurers ...... Anyway, don't you just want money, as long as you save me, I can give you all my property. "The guy in that corner is a fat man with a fat head.

The two women also looked at him expectantly, and as long as Byron agreed, they were not unable to exchange money for their lives.

Byron stopped talking to them, and staggered on to the door, he had the heart to lean against the wall, but there were iron railings all around, and on them lay the "prisoner" who was looking at him with his eyes open. There were even two children about ten years old, looking at him curiously with bright eyes.

Byron couldn't protect himself now, he didn't have time to care about them, the wooden door behind him was finally knocked open, Byron didn't look back, quickly went out of the door, and then leaned against the wall, ignoring the wound on his leg, and began to trot.

Passing through the door of the storeroom, there was a long, semicircular passage, where the barrels still lay quietly by the wall, but some of the people who had entered could not get out. Byron was a little sad that Amos must have died in the temple.

The other party poured holy water into his stomach, believing that there was no way to deal with those skeleton shelves.

Soon, Byron was back in the darkened warehouse, still noisy outside, but there were no cries of killing.

How can you escape from the manor?

Byron suddenly thought of something, and immediately put the short knife aside, and then took off the scarlet cloak that was tied around his waist to be used as gauze.

He fastened his cloak, picked up his dagger, and opened the door to the warehouse, the faint smell of smoke mixed with the smell of earth in the breeze lifted Byron's spirits.

He was drenched with sweat, and his short hair, which was clinging to his scalp, was rubbed casually, completely looking like he had been fighting. Then Byron raised his head slightly, and with a look of contempt in his eyes, he crossed the corridor and through the meadow in the center of the manor.

During this period, several servants who walked by in a hurry did not dare to look at him, secretly glanced at him, and quickly lowered their heads.

PS: No, I can't write it anymore, I don't have an outline and I'm really bitter == make an outline first.,Map.,Background setting ==.