The distance is only six meters!

After Mrs. Rowling left, Marcus hid in the bedroom, because the bedroom could only be connected to the tunnel to get out, and once the situation changed, it was safest.

After noon, when he heard someone coming in, he immediately hid himself under the bed, and then heard the voice of the servant, and understood everything.

There was no one to help, and even if he had eaten, Marcus's strength was slow to recover.

He decided to wait in the lord's room, if the "bad seed" coveted women and entered Rowling's room, he still had a chance.

I didn't think about it, it didn't take night, and Oran's voice appeared quickly.

Although Marcus saw Oran's appearance clearly at this time, the blood in his hand kept flowing into the sword and dripping to the floor.

Within a room, the hand-to-hand combat, Oran set up the middle!

"Put down your sword and kneel before your Excellency, which has said that you are willing to forgive all sinners!"

Rowling, who was on the side, saw that it was Marcus, and had a flash of inspiration, and immediately used him to exonerate herself.

Orlan couldn't find fault with this, even if he persuaded Marcus, and by the way, he let himself (Rowling) get out.

The Titan stood behind Orlan, swallowing his saliva, he didn't expect to usher in a fighting meeting so soon!

Marcus, however, was oblivious to Rowling's voice, staring at Orlan and putting on a mid-section.

Oran only had a little fat man by his side at this time, and he was used to bullying him with more.

People are not ruthless, and they are kind and kind, "Put down your sword, and you will be reborn!"

Marcus's body shook like a flame about to be extinguished.

It was just six meters, and his eyes were extremely difficult to see, and in his eyes, Oran's figure was short and long!

And in Orlan's eyes, Marcus is like a drunk......

"Kill!"

Marcus roared suddenly, and the beast instinct was in full view,

Whoever stands in front of you, kill them all, and there will be no problem!

The Titans know they're useless, but they still have to go!

He stepped out without fear of death, slashing with his sword, and chanting in his mouth, "Someone is coming!!

The Titan advances, Orlan retreats, the two figures are nearly level, and Marcus' sword kills them.

No matter how strong the master is, if you want to kill the two people who have a gap in the distance, you have to make at least two swords!

Marcus swung his sword with his right hand, and the Titan stabbed him to the left,

The first sword, if it pierced the Titan, he was injured, and it was difficult for him to quickly pull out and continue to draw the sword, so he chose to slap the little fat man, but this action would be dragged down, and the second sword would be slower.

Touch!

The Titan spun around and fell......

But the Titan distracted Marcus, and Oran's sword instantly approached Marcus's shoulder!

The angle was slightly off, and Marcus flashed without danger, and Orlan swung another sword!

But Marcus judged from the swing amplitude of Orlan's body that this was a "flat slash sweep", squatted down one second in advance, and Orlan swung into the air!

Offensive and defensive exchanges!

The second sword light flashed, and between life and death, Oran instinctively counterattacked the sword.

After years of hard training, even if his body is not good, he is calm enough to react in the face of danger.

Touch!

The two of them are sword to sword, and they are against each other with sword handles!

Marcus turned his body sideways, and if Orlan was lured and pressed his sword past, he could cut off one of Marcus's palms, but his neck would also be swept by Marcus's other sword-wielding palm.

Oran did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, because of the lack of physical strength.

For a long time, he had been injured by the Vikings and the weak old injuries he had been hurt by his uncle, so he couldn't recover his strength and didn't swing the next sword, and because of this, he rubbed shoulders with death at this moment!

What people hate or despise, one day, they will save their lives.

Seeing that Orlan didn't make any moves, Marcus could only turn his arms and change his moves to attack, but his speed was at most less than sixty percent at his peak.

Marcus, the knight's steel sword that has slashed many people in a row, has long had a gap in the sword body, and it has collided with the leather armor on the titan's body just now, and it is difficult to suppress it in the face of the "immortal sword" that has been finely crafted by the blacksmith.

Orlan desperately blocked, but let the upper half of the sword body of Marcus's steel sword be broken in response!

At this time, Tuman and the others rushed to enter, and Marcus had one last chance left.

Half-cut off the sword, he also wants to slay the demon!

On the battlefield, the fighters who keep fighting the enemy and fight for their lives can make it difficult for the opponent to breathe once they face each other.

The White Eagle Lord's usual self-confident "kingly spirit" is useless at the moment!

Oran's eyes can keep up with the sword light, but his body is slow!

In the last two meters, Marcus reached out and rushed forward.

Brush!

An iron needle swept across Marcus's left thigh,

Just now Tuman was closest to the door, and the Titan's voice didn't come out completely, but he heard it, and he was alert,

And when the sound of the three of them moving broke out, he was finally sure that there was a fierce fight inside,

He rushed in first, and the moment he pulled out the iron needle, he hesitated to aim at "the back of Orlan's head" or "Marcus"?

So the shot was slower, and it didn't hurt anyone.

Rumble!

But Marcus eventually collapsed, unable to support his body with willpower.

The broken sword is still a little short of the Orlan Eye Boy,

Before he fell, his gaze fell in Rowling's direction, and then passed out.

Rowling, fearing Orlan's anger, shouted, "He lowered his sword and fell at your feet, he is obedient to you, Your Excellency!" You let me go, let me go!"

The woman's voice was almost "hysterical", and she saw the knight of the White Eagle Collar furious,

She's scared, she doesn't want to die!

Oran remained motionless, and when the calm receded, he realized the horror of "death approaching",

Dozens of seconds of fighting made him sweat all over.

The crowd of subordinates surrounded him, which made him feel even more strained to breathe, and his legs were pinned and it was difficult to move.

"The so-called 'dawn' is not Benbo's opponent!"

Orlan confidently finished speaking, put his sword into the sheath, and his eyes swept over Kunsang.

"Your Excellency?"

As Kunsang approached, Oran's forehead beads of sweat lowered his lips and whispered into his ear,

"Clear the field, help me out, I'm numb......"

It's numb!

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At around 8 o'clock in the evening, the castle reopened its celebration to celebrate Oran's entry into the city.

Mrs. Rowling and her son Dustf were held in the worship room.

The "cross" accompanied the mother and son, but Oran did not bully the two, and there was still enough food and water.

He also arranged for a servant to keep an eye on the needs of the mother and child

Bol and Marcus were taken over by Oran's physicians.

The big picture has been decided, but he hasn't thought about it yet, and he has not yet thought about how to deal with these two bastards.

Marcus was wounded and fought bravely, leaving a deep impression on Orlan.

Such a good killing weapon is not used against one's own enemies, it is too much of a loss.

Rowling wants to save her son and sister Pol, and Pol forcibly storms the fortress to rescue Marcus, who says in a letter that he likes Rowling.

The relationship between these people is just strung together, and with some methods, it should be controllable.

But if he thought of that last moment, if Marcus still had the strength, he might really kill himself, and Oran's anger overwhelmed reason.

No matter how wise and decisive a person is, once he encounters his own life and death crisis, it is difficult to objectively make the optimal solution......

At the banquet, Oran has been pondering since the announcement of the start.

It wasn't until the Titan's voice came out that Orlan turned his attention to the countertop.

Just now, Marcus slashed out the sword, which was blocked by the Titan's leather armor, although the leather armor was broken, it did not cause him too much damage, and after a few hours, the Titan recovered his spirits.

And his heroic deeds were rewarded by Oran,

In front of the Oran lord, there are six people sitting on the left and right, and the little fat man is on the left.

This is Oran's new rule, and whoever has made the greatest contribution will be the first in the next formal banquet.

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In the past few months, the titan has gained dozens of pounds, and at the banquet, he continued to eat in large gulps.

But Orlan didn't plan to make him fat any longer, and shouted,

"The Titans come out."

Swallowing a bite of the scone, the titan licks his fingers and immediately comes out of the ranks.

"Tuman comes out."

Orlan called out Tuman, who was in the sixth place from the left.

Then he said, "To the two warriors." ”

After Tuman entered the room, he made the fastest shot, and he was from Rowling's Castle, Oran pretended to give him a little sweetness and appease the new members.

The ale in the Oran glass is actually water, and drinking too much alcohol can affect his thinking, and he prefers tea.

After the glass was finished, Orlan ordered the Titans, "Starting tomorrow, you will be Benber's apprentice knight and herald. ”

The little fat man was so happy that he knelt down and kowtowed.

This is what he used to beg for mercy when he was beaten and driven away.

I don't know how to show happiness and loyalty at the moment, so this scene happened.

"Good." Oran was very satisfied.

Some people rejoiced, others were uncomfortable, and after the Titan and Tuman returned to their seats, Nanding got up and said that he was responsible for the failure to inspect the room.

Orlan didn't want to punish him, but he still had to do it.

So he replied, "After returning to the city, this action will be rewarded and punished, Benbo will make the most moderate ruling, tonight, let the wine into your blood, forget your troubles, vent everything, drink!"

The original maid of the castle was also called in to help.

Two castle servants, who were well versed in musical instruments, were also called

The sound of the lute and bagpipes spread.

No matter what friction there is on weekdays, these subordinates or newcomers forget their troubles at the moment, their faces are getting redder and redder, and they are enjoying themselves.

Towards the end of the feast, Southamp approached and whispered, "Your Excellency, Her Majesty Ella has sent an emissary over and has already crossed the border, and the 'Border Scout' has sent someone to inform him as quickly as possible. ”

"What does this man want to do?"

"It should be to supervise our behavior and urge us to send troops as soon as possible."

"Which royal nobleman is it?"

"Raw Face, not in the Kingdom nobility intelligence we have collected, his name is 'Sals? Morgan'. ”

"Sals?"

"Yes."

"Send men to keep him in the city, and we will leave for him the day after tomorrow at the latest."