"Have you confirmed that the followers of the Night Lady will be leaving the royal city in the near future? What's the point of us waiting here. ”

"What do you care about so much, we're just begging for food, since the noble lord wants us to wait here, just wait here, just get things done with peace of mind, understand."

Outside the royal city, in a deserted post station not far from the main road of the royal city, in the abandoned post station that had been empty for a long time, at this moment, the sound of conversation sounded inside.

A dozen or so men dressed in tatters, looking like deserters who had slipped away from the battlefield, were in the dusty and dilapidated abandoned inn.

Unexpectedly, these guys who look very bad at the strength are basically high-level trainee knights and formal knight-level existences.

They took turns to keep an eye on the carriages coming and going outside the post window, and the two who were in charge of observing at the moment were talking to each other.

"I just don't think there's any point in waiting, isn't there an exact time for the people of the Night Church to go out of town?" The guy who was the first to ask the question emphasized his thoughts.

"The information given by those noble lords is that the Night Church will choose to evacuate recently, as for where they collected the information, I don't know, but isn't the underground intelligence organization called the "dark web" very prosperous recently? Most likely, it got it from there. ”

The guy who refuted once next to him, thought about it, and still gave his companion an answer.

"Then be it, I don't know what the strength of those night churches is, even if they have done murderous work for so many years, it is the first time that they have blatantly done it near the royal city......"

The question was answered, and the guy who asked the question in front stopped talking nonsense, took out a cigarette roll from his pocket, lit it with a match on the windowsill, put it in his mouth and sucked it, and it was obvious that he was still very nervous.

"Who isn't, although the lord of the group of nobles said that we just need to pretend to be soldiers who have just retired from the battlefield."

"We happened to run into the evacuation team of the Night Church on the way back to the royal city, and happened to have a clash, and happened to mistakenly kill this group of guys who were mistaken for Severine, even if they were near the royal city, they would have come to save us. ”

"But who knows if these guys can talk or not, their untrustworthiness and how little they have revealed? When the time comes, if we are killed together, it is estimated that there will be no proof of death. ”

Watching his companion smoke a cigarette and swallow the clouds, the guy next to him couldn't help but start smoking the cigarette as well, talking while sucking.

"Damn, it's not that we're greedy, as long as we get this money, we can save a long time of licking blood from the knife."

He slammed it the window edge, angry that he couldn't resist the temptation of this huge sum of money and took the risk.

"Wait, stop talking nonsense, it's the signal, the carriage!"

The words of his companion abruptly interrupted the other fellow's complaint, and he looked up in the direction of the royal city, where a rhythmic flash appeared above the towering walls, which was a signal to their group of people in charge of the ambush, that the target was coming.

On the main road leaving the royal city, a large carriage with a carriage much larger than the usual carriage was moving at a speed that was not too fast, and the tall and sturdy cart pulling the carriage was walking along the road with heavy and powerful steps.

Sitting in the driver's seat was an orc who looked quite fierce and hideous, and was now driving the carriage with a concentrated expression, driving this way.

"Orcs driving? That's right, only the Nightfall Church, which has a mix of other races, will choose to use orcs to pull the cart, guys, get ready. ”

The two men in charge of observing by the window reminded the others who were repairing in the abandoned inn, and these mercenaries, who had been hired by the noble investigation team and had the acquiescence of the royal family, quickly adjusted from their repaired state, withdrew from the abandoned inn through the secret passage, and ambushed themselves on the path of the carriage, which was not very fast.

Although it is not a regular army, but it can take over the commission of the noble investigation team, the strength of these mercenaries can definitely be called a hundred battles, act quickly, run in with each other in a short period of time, and find a point of cooperation.

This kind of task, the most taboo is to distrust each other, even if they don't know each other, but for the reward of this mission, in the next action, they will unconditionally hand over the trust behind their back to these "mission partners".

More than a dozen regular knights and probationary knights wearing seemingly tattered armor, but in fact stacked with very good quality inner armor, acted quickly, taking advantage of their physical fitness to outpace the carriage in a short distance, and reached the border of the forest outside the royal city one step ahead of the target carriage.

"The silent nodule scroll, as well as this herb powder used to eliminate strange smells, one for each person, and when you launch a surprise attack, you can directly attack with all your strength, don't give the other side a chance to react, although the intelligence said that the strength of the Night Church is not very strong, but you must not be careless, understand."

One of the people who had been standing guard by the window took out several silencing magic scrolls from his backpack and several small glass jars of white powder, and handed them to the other mercenaries.

The mercenaries took the object, tore open the scroll, and wiped the white powder from head to toe, the magic fluctuations vibrating slightly, canceling out the sounds they made and the sounds of colliding with the surrounding vegetation.

The white powder, on the other hand, covers up the other smells on their body with a special smell similar to "odorless".

Unable to communicate with each other vocally, the mercenaries gestured to each other and silently sought a place to hide, focusing their attention on the carriage that was approaching the forest border in the distance.

The "click" does not actually make a sound, this is the alchemy hand in the hand. The sound that the crossbow should have made when the strings were pulled, the mercenary's movements did not make any other sound due to the silenced scroll.

"One blow, take down that orc coachman first, if this orc coachman starts to go berserk, it's really a bit of trouble."

Silently muttering to himself in his heart, the precision alchemy hand in his hand. The crossbow was covered in a layer of fighting energy, which was the official knight's inner submersion, the power of the wind.

When the first crossbow arrow is fired, it will shoot several invisible piercing arrows formed by the high-pressure air flow in succession, it seems that the first crossbow arrow is a killing move, but in fact, the crossbow arrows condensed by the invisible high-pressure air flow are the real deadly things.

"Bang!" The sound of a silent bowstring release made the mercenary clasp his hand. The trigger of the crossbow sounded, and the intricate and intricate mechanisms were intertwined, and this special explosive assassination hand was made. The first physical bolt fired from the crossbow will determine the power of the next few airflow piercing arrows that are submerged in the "Wind Power".

"Whew!" As the spinning bolt broke out of the silent barrier's range, it immediately emitted a sharp and piercing sound of friction against the air.

This shows how amazing the power of this crossbow arrow is, and the deliberately weighted front arrow will explode with extremely powerful destructive power at high speed, and the iron plate that is usually half a finger thick will be easily destroyed by this arrow and pierced.

The airflow piercing arrows that followed behind were invisible, and the simultaneous sound of a sharp whistling sound was even more powerful than the physical crossbow arrows.

From the moment the bolt was fired at the driving orc, the mercenary was already certain that the blow would kill the orc.

Emmon raised his head in an instant after hearing the sharp and piercing sound of air rubbing, and the green pupils in his eyes turned blood-red in less than a quarter of a second, the innate ability of orcs, furious.

However, Eamon's speed was still a beat slower than the speed of the crossbow bolt that was suddenly fired, and the silent barrier was too suitable for this extremely powerful crossbow arrow for assassination.

If you can't detect the attack in advance, the power of the "Wind Power" on the attack side is really amazing.

The extremely fast-flying crossbow bolt had already reached the outside of Emon's eye socket the next moment Emon completed the berserk, and Emon, who had the physical strength to touch the threshold of the Great Knight after the rage, did not have time to raise his hand to block it.

The next moment, the bolt struck Aemon's head.

But instead of the sound of arrows entering the flesh, it was an extremely high-frequency grinding sound, and the spinning arrows seemed to encounter an invisible barrier and were forcibly stopped on the outside of Aemon's body.

The spinning arrow bounced off after a second or so of collision, losing its strength and losing the battle with the barrier that covered Aemon's body.

Several airflow piercing arrows generated by the "Wind Force" also began to come into contact with this barrier, and the extremely fast rotating airflow showed a strong penetrating power when it collided with this layer of solid protection.

Several piercing arrows continued to destroy the barrier in unison, and finally after a few moments of stalemate, the barrier shattered......

The piercing airflow arrows that succeeded in breaking through one barrier were greeted by another barrier, and the two began a new round of confrontation.

The destructive power of the Wind Force should not be underestimated, and its strength decreased slightly after breaking through one barrier, but it still broke through another barrier before dissipating.

However, the shattered barrier was followed by another layer of barriers, and the power of these air-piercing arrows finally dissipated the moment they came into contact with the third layer of barrier.

The moment the airflow piercing arrow dissipated, Emon, who had locked the direction of the attack, had already rushed out for a while, and the blood-red orcs needed a subject to vent their killing instincts.

The one who tried to kill him, and if he didn't have the existence of the eight-layer mana shield on his body, he would have already defeated the enemy, was the best target.

Yes, there was a reason why Emmon was sitting so conspicuously, and he didn't seem to have any protection, his body was covered with a full eight layers of third-order mana shields, and one of his functions was to attract the fire of the ambushers who had long been foreseen.

These eight-layered third-order mana shield was attached to the mana shield scroll that his "stingy" goblin boss had touched out of the corner of the chamber of commerce warehouse in the royal city that could not be sold, and the ghost knew how many life-saving things this death-fearing goblin had hidden, but this time it played a huge role.

How could the mercenary who shot think about how terrifying Eamon's defense was at the moment, and he didn't even consider the possibility of the orc coachman being completely unaffected after being attacked, and this was beyond his expectations, and it had already decided his life and death.

How fast Eamon who turned on the rage and touched the threshold of the great knight in physical fitness at this moment may only know the mercenary who was held in shock by his head.

In front of him, the orc's figure had reached his eyes, and his entire head was pressed by the orc's rough hand, and there was a pain that caused the skull to crack due to the violent squeezing.

But the next moment he was in no pain, and the pain dissipated along with his head that had been pressed to the ground and burst into a pulp.

This sudden scene shocked all the ambushed mercenaries, who had no idea that the members of the Nightfall Church would be informed of the ambush by Nightblade in advance.

It seems that this group of mercenaries is preparing to intercept the convoy of the Night Church, but in fact, the Night Church has been preparing for a long time, waiting for these interceptors to appear.

“！” The other mercenaries hadn't fully recovered from the impact of one of their companions being crushed in the head by the orc pulling the cart in an instant, and the second round of attacks from the carriage had arrived.

For the elven forest ranger Wen Na, this group of ambushers who concealed their smells and voices, but pressed the surrounding grass and trees under them, were completely unobstructed in her eyes.

Softly chanting syllables known as the "secret words of nature", the grass and trees grew explosively under the power of the elven rangers, and the thick vines caught off guard some of the limbs of the ambushers hidden among the trees, and trapped them.

The strength is not very large, and it only takes a little force to break free, but with this delay, the attack of several official knights who jumped out of the carriage and an orc who has already started the rage is extremely deadly.

The blade of Gilbert's hand was covered in his inner depth, and after the void passed, it passed through the trunk of a thick tree without delay, and with a single sword, it beheaded the ambusher hiding behind the trunk.

And the orc Emon is more direct, rampage into the woods, ignoring the obstruction of grass and trees, directly destroying everything in the way, as long as he encounters an ambusher, he will rely on the strength of the crushing level, pinch his neck, and smash his skull.

The few official knights who jumped with Gilbert were all good at the Night Blade's battle team, and the mercenaries who thought they were well hidden seemed to them to be immediately spotted with a little identification.

The physical fitness of the formal knights, coupled with the internal potential of cooperating with each other, dealing with these mercenaries, although the temporary trust and cooperation is not bad, but in fact they have not been run-in in the long-term cooperation, is simply a dimensionality reduction strike.

The long sword was stained with blood, the scorching blood splattered wantonly, and the wails of pain were buried by the group of mercenaries' own silencing scrolls, and in a short time, this counter-killing against the interception was over.

All the mercenaries who were ready to burst out were already dead in the woods, their bodies buried by the growing vegetation.

Vinna raised her longbow, drew it, and aimed it in the distance, where a guy was fleeing in a hurry, running away from here in panic.

The emerald green sheen covered the arrows, and the Elven Ranger's shots would not let go of enemies within range.

Just as he was about to shoot the fatal arrow, Gilbert, who was walking nearby, stopped the attack that was about to be fired.

"Lady Wenna, let him go, he should be the royal family's observer, although we are nominally the convoy of Nightblade's mission to the nearby villages, but as you can see, he was still recognized and ambushed, let him go back."

"Won't he expose you?" Wen Na was not stubborn, and immediately put down the longbow in her hand, giving up shooting the fleeing being, and just asked.

"Of course it will, but this is also one of our purposes, and this is also a statement, we Night Blade already know about the actions of the royal family and nobles against the Night Church, and we will not allow such a thing to happen."

Gilbert's tone was serious, unusually serious.

“…… Thank you. Wenna was silent for a moment, she understood what Gilbert meant, and the purpose of letting go of the person in charge of observation was to expose the existence of the Nightblade in this counter-killing, and the Night's Blade stated that they were standing with the Nightfall Church.

"We're a great partner, aren't we?"

Gilbert smiled, he had a good job of working with the Night Church in Shadow of the City, the Night Church had helped the Night Blade in the Shadow of the City of Glory, and Gilbert also liked the atmosphere of the thriving gathering place of the Shadow of the Royal City.

"May the Lady of the Night bless you, goodbye."

Gilbert made a night church blessing liturgy, and since the last time he was saved from spiritual contamination by the prayer communication network, he has been a devout lady of the night.

Wenna gave the same blessing, and the members of the Night's Edge said goodbye to the first group of Nightfall Churchgoers to leave the royal city, and the two waves of people parted here.