Janet had told Siegel a long time ago that the defenses of a mere castle were useless in the face of spellcasters. Brick walls without runes, rooms without the protection of magic circles are convenient for spell attackers.

Janet wasn't the caster, she just deduced from her own shapeshifting abilities, but the reality was even more exaggerated than she had inferred. Siegel has prepared two things, one is the Silent Rune Stone used by the dwarves, and the other is the killer he summoned from the wind elemental plane.

There is no fixed form of this killer, they are large and small, and they are very different. The mages later collectively named it the Invisible Lurker. It is an elemental creature that has no concept of good or evil in itself. As long as they are paid the right amount, they obey the orders of the summoner and complete some special tasks.

A fine sapphire as a reward, and the Invisible Lurker is more than happy to serve the mage. It can only make a babbling sound and speaks in WindClan, but is able to understand the lingua franca of Siegel. The mage asks the Invisible Lurkers to follow the Raven's instructions to destroy the evil enemies in the castle.

Siegel then tied the Silent Rune Stone to Raven's body, allowing the two flying killers to enter the castle.

As the name suggests, the Cloaker remains invisible forever, even when it attacks or is attacked. If it tries to tell others where it is, it will reveal the outline of the clouds. If you don't actively appear, even if you use Detection Stealth or Vision, you can only see a vague cloud of gas, and it is easy to ignore the past.

While possessing a strong stealth ability, the Invisible Lurker has an extremely high tracking ability. Wherever there is air, it can extend its senses and gain a lot of information. This terrifying killer is extremely difficult to guard against, especially for people who don't have the ability to cast spells or defend against stealth, and won't even notice where the attack is coming from.

After the Invisible Lurker finds the target. Unleash a fast, powerful swirling wind, take advantage of surprise strikes, and unleash rapid succession of attacks in the next moment.

Although it is invisible, the wind it brings up when it attacks will cause a noticeable whistling sound that will attract the attention of others. Raven's Silent Runestone is designed to address this situation and close this loophole. Siegel watched them leave. Then connect to Baron's field of vision and begin to command.

Ampa's castle was large, with many rooms divided into large rooms, enough for everyone. The robber knights choose their favorite rooms to live in, which gives the invisible lurkers a chance to defeat each one. Coupled with the lethargy caused by drunkenness, the "knights" slept like dead pigs, and the snoring echoed in the castle's passages.

One by one, the Invisible Lurkers slashed at the unsuspecting necks with wind pressure, causing an effect similar to that of a greatsword. Sometimes. In addition to the heads of those who were still asleep, even the beds under them were often cut in two. The runestone emitted a faint light, not much brighter than a candle, but it absorbed all the sounds, perfectly masking the actions of the killers.

Room after room, enter through the window or fireplace, and leave through the door. Soon, the snoring in the castle faded away. The servants who had been tired all day could finally rest.

A smell of blood spread from the castle and mixed with the stench coming from the halls. A few servants passing through the passage sniffled. Noticed the smell, but decided not to meddle with it. They walked away with the menorah in hand, unaware that the Invisible Lurker was above them.

Only enemies pointed out by ravens are targeted, and cloaked lurkers are not eager to kill and are too lazy to spend effort on others. The servant only felt an itch on the back of his neck, as if a cold air was blowing. They hurriedly looked back. But all I saw was an empty passage of silence.

The black raven is the black god of death, silently flying through the castle. Every robber in the hall who boasted of his "exploits" was remembered by Siegel and was paying the price for his atrocities.

The Dick Knight had not yet fallen asleep, and he was excitedly waiting for the dawn to come. Baron flew into his room through the window when he saw it.

"Where's the bird?" Dick blurted out. But suddenly he realized that he couldn't hear himself. He couldn't figure out what was going on, and slapped himself on the cheek with the palm of his hand - the pain was the same as before, but it was silent.

What the hell is this!, he stepped back in a panic, his eyes fixed on the sword standing by the wall. As long as he had a weapon in hand, there was a desperate chance, so he stumbled, straightened his arms and ran over.

A gust of wind blew in his face, and he only felt himself being pushed backwards. The Invisible Lurker waved his arm and decapitated his head. Blood flowed down the killer's body, forming a slender trail in the air. The raven flapped its wings and flew to the next room, and the Invisible Lurker shook off its bloodline and followed.

The next day's dawn was a bit cold, and early in the morning a fog drifted from the north, soaking everything wet. The Ghost Swamp is still trying to expand outward, and it is still trying. However, it was too far south for the fog to have a chance to solidify and be dispelled by the sun.

Screams rang out in the castle, and the servants who had noticed the odds ran out one after another, only to calm themselves down until they were exposed to the sun. Since the gates of the castle were not opened, the people outside did not know what was going on inside and could only speculate.

It is believed that soon the servants inside will be able to open the door of the castle, and the whole town will know about the fall of the robber knights. Knowing that it was time to leave, Siegel told Moore to pack his bags.

The owner of the inn ran over, grabbed Siegel, pointed at him with his finger, and said in a trembling voice: "You can't go, Dick will come at once, he will snatch my daughter." You promised to take care of this matter, and if you broke your word, you would be punished by the gods!"

"Dick won't come," Siegel said, patting his hand, "he's been punished, and he's no longer a threat to your daughter." ”

"No, I don't believe you," said the man, "you've been at the inn, and you've been going anywhere, you've done nothing! You're lying to me, aren't you?

Siegel spat out a few words, calming the man down with the power of the incantation, and then broke his hand away. "Remember what you said yourself: I have been at the inn and have nothing to do with everything that happened, it was the gods who punished the evil and helped you. ”

At this time, Moore came over and said that everything was ready and ready to go. Siegel comforted the innkeeper and told him to go to the castle for himself, and he would understand. However, he repeatedly reminded that there was no need to say that he had been here, because he had more important tasks to complete, and it would be dangerous to leak his whereabouts.

Up to this point, the tavern owner was still skeptical, but he finally regained hope.

The people of the village and town rushed in the direction of the castle and shouted "Dead, all dead" in excitement. All the robbers were beheaded overnight, and the servants were unscathed. More than forty robbers, more than forty rooms, and no one raised the alarm, even the high-powered assassins in the story did not have such abilities. Only one of them knew the ins and outs of the matter, but he secretly swore to the god of warriors in his heart that he would never reveal anything.

At first, the townsfolk comforted each other and talked about the strange thing. Then they came back to their senses and thought of the reserves in the castle. There was bread, apples, flour, plenty of sausages and ale, and the wealth of the Ampat family. The villagers' eyes turned red, and they rushed in, stepping on the blood-red ground and began to plunder.

Some old and weak people can't reach it, so they can only watch. The innkeeper tried to dissuade the villagers, but was weak. He turned back to the inn and prayed with his daughter to the god of warriors, hoping that the gods would forgive them for their greed.

The chaos in the castle turned into a riot, and I don't know who started it, and it soon turned into a fight. The dead knight's sword was picked up and placed in the hands of those who had little martial skill. They would neither block nor stop, and when the first man was hacked to death, the situation became more and more out of control.

By this time, Siegel was already far away, and he and Moore were riding horses in the woods, and the sound of hooves lingered in their ears. The young squire knew what his lord must have done, most of which was related to spells, so he didn't ask much. They walked along the bank path of the rushing stream, far behind the castle of the Ampat family.

Along the way to the east, villages along the way were looted to varying degrees, with large numbers of houses destroyed by fire and farmland scorched. Don't these robbers know how to restrain themselves, and that they have to push everyone down the road of destruction before they can be reconciled? Could it be that when Ampa dies, so does his conscience? Siegel is very distressed, and really does not understand the thinking of these robbers.

When the inhabitants of the village heard the sound of horses' hooves, they hid themselves from a distance and did not meet them. Don't know when the peace and trust of the trip will be restored?

They passed through many towns and villages along the way, but they could not rest, and they passed two castles, and were faced with suspicion and hostile stares, which made the young squire uncomfortable. He had always wanted to be a knight, to be respected and trusted, but now this encounter was clearly something he did not expect.

Siegel saw the situation, but instead of comforting him, he told him the cruel truth: "If you were wearing a knight's armor now, you would suffer more white eyes." The status of our two mercenaries is already good with the current treatment!"

More said he didn't understand why.

"The so-called mercenaries work when they are paid, which shows that there is a pattern in dealing with them. Even if the situation is bad, you can negotiate the price with the mercenaries, can't you?" Seeing Moore nodding, Siegel continued: "If you are a knight, but you have done something to plunder and betrayed your honor, then what other way can you get along with you, and what rules will be used to judge the laws of your behavior?"

Moore now understands why the most important thing for a knight is honor, because a knight actually has nothing but honor.

"Do you still want to be a knight?" Siegel asked.

Moore thought about it carefully, but still replied firmly: "Yes, lord, I have figured it out, it is precisely because knights only have honor that they are dedicated and powerful. (To be continued......)

PS: How many people guessed it?