But the dwarven captain's movements were just as lightning fast, and the two pistols hanging from his coat roared almost instantly, and the red line of fire was thrown into the dark night sky, as striking as a brilliant meteor. In the blink of an eye, the little airship seemed to turn into a frenzied battlefield, and it is impossible to imagine what the reason for this is.

"It's over, it's over, it's over, it's all gone, my kingdom, my dreams, why is Prince Bhaskar so unfortunate!"

The dwarf blacksmith Baska looked at everything in front of him with incredible eyes, and thousands of exclamation points instantly surged in his drowsy mind because of seasickness, everything was over, even if Baska had a 1 in 10,000 chance not to die here, he would be hanged immediately because of the responsibility of this infighting, he began to regret why he was unlucky to see this acquaintance's airship, why he foolishly invited the noble highness to visit the airship, he wished that time could be turned back, as if the whole world had lost its color.

"Bhaska! I know you're a good sharpshooter, what are you doing!

Suddenly, a familiar voice interrupted Baska's delusions, followed by the terrible wail of a beast, and suddenly, a black thing with wings fell sharply beside Baska, and its long clawed legs kicked wildly, like a dying bird, with a fishy smell.

"Your Highness Hyde, this is the young bird of the Harpy!"

Bhaska's round eyes widened suddenly, and he subconsciously pulled out his double-barreled pistol, and in an instant, he began to understand what the gunfight had just done, and the light of hope returned to the young dwarf's face.

"Yes, Your Highness Hyde, I'll show you my marksmanship!"

With a loud gunshot, the dwarf in the severed horned helmet stood up like lightning, and he had another long-barreled musket in his hand, and white smoke slowly came out of the black muzzle. And in the air not far away, a soaring black shadow let out a terrible wail, spun and fell.

"Well done, brave Baska!"

Hyde smiled in approval of the young dwarf, then drew his glittering sword, Mirmidia's sigil rising brightly on his blade, illuminating the snowstorm of the night sky. At this moment, you can see many black shadows in the distance screaming towards the airship, they look like people and non-humans, and their strange figures like birds and not birds have a fishy smell.

"Because Your Excellency saved my life, my book of hatred is going to be rewritten!"

The red-bearded dwarven captain calmly reloaded his pistol as he turned back and spat out his gratitude to old Loren in a loud voice. In an instant, Loren Sr. pulled out his gun and shot down a harpy that flew from behind the captain, saving the captain's life at a critical moment.

"Is it only a life to be spared from being written in the book of hatred?

The old knight in red armor didn't look back, but swung his sword to cut off the talons of a harpy, and his laughter echoed through the small airship like thunder in the night sky.

"However, your marksmanship is also good, and it has solved some worries for me, and we have leveled it out! Of course, let's deal with these harpys for now, and the captain you have to concentrate on driving the airship to the city of Kislevgrad!"

The blood-colored greatsword swung like a python, and feathers and stench blood were everywhere in its path, and the majestic old man stood on the deck like a majestic god, not in the slightest let the jolt of the airship diminish his fighting skills. There was unmistakable power in his voice, the confidence that comes from being in battle.

"Yes, our Redbeard Captain! The first glorious landing in Kislevgrad will be entrusted to you!"

Jessica laughed too, cocking her furry wolf ears, brilliant wolf fangs hovering beside her iron fist like a sword of light floating in the air. In the battle just now, she used her wind blade to slash two harpies ten meters away with a single blow, showing her amazing long-range attack ability. Although this is nothing for an ordinary mage, it is already a very good combat skill for a beast-type mage. After all, most war mages are not good at long-range attacks, and this is especially true for beast-type war mages.

"Looks like I'm going to be the only one to do for the captain! Who told me I can't hit things from a distance? By the way, do you want to say that there are no javelins, stones or anything like that?"

Hyde smiled and shrugged his shoulders, his position was a little awkward at the moment, after Old Loren killed several harpys in a row, the other harpies were no longer close, and Hyde fell into a situation where he had nowhere to go. Although he also has a pistol, these days, his own experiments with it have ended in off-target failure, probably because he has no talent for using firearms!

"There are no javelins and stones, so there can't be extra weight here, by the way, there is a bomb! I'm afraid it's not easy to use against air targets!"

The wind gradually became lighter, and the steam engine of the magic crystal finally began to start, wielding the six wing-like wind slurry gracefully. Captain Redbeard gripped the steering wheel tightly, his eyes shining with obsession.

"Forget it, I'll give the only bomb to Chaos when we get close to the walls of Kislevgrad, and hopefully it will bring good luck! ”

Hyde swung his liontooth greatsword a little reluctantly, the gem on the hilt shining brightly in the night sky. He looked up at the harpy flying in the distance, the sense of loss that he couldn't attack made him a little dissatisfied, but he couldn't throw this precious sword out. It is a sword from the distant Aurora Empire, an unusual magical item that retains an aura of mystery despite its many modifications. What's more, it is also a relic of Master Fred, a precious token of the Mountain Lion Knights!

In fact, though the Mountain Lion Knights told Hyde that the sword was already in his possession. But Hyde was still prepared to return the great sword to the small Knights Monastery in the south after the war, and he understood that the relics of an abbot were important, especially to a very small monastery. Hyde has no habit of taking advantage of others, and he has never been a greedy person. Therefore, now he can only watch the distant enemies silently in a daze, looking forward to the moment when they will come to the door again.

"Your Highness, do you need me to give you more strength?"

When a small shield full of golden maple leaves and green vines unfurled in front of Bhaska, Frey leaned back against Hyde, her black ponytail and red ribbon fluttering beautifully in the wind, her voice echoing with excitement and a faint sweetness, and the golden seal of Tar's holy seal reverberated in her palm, with the breath of life.

"I don't have anything to spend right now...... But it's better to get ready!

Hyde replied softly to his beautiful lover, his voice full of confidence. The clouds parted, and he saw the long river shining in the distance and the dark shadow beneath it, which was the symbol of Kislevgrad, that was the red wall of Kislevgrad!