The conversation between the wild man and the savage was very unpleasant, where would he have a way, there were no weapons shops in this world, and there were very few blacksmiths, and the merchants who bought his spices had said that in addition to the exclusive blacksmiths of the nobles, the ratio of blacksmiths among craftsmen was only about one thousand to one, that is, there were dozens of blacksmiths in some of the more famous big cities.

As for those who used to monopolize business in the town and had a horse's shoe, they were suspected of being dark wizards because they did not have a certificate of nobility, and they were taken away by the church.

Fortunately, iron products are not consumables, otherwise the serfs would not have been able to farm.

Lying on the bed, he couldn't help but toss and turn, lying very uncomfortable, he lifted the straw mat and looked at the bed, but found a ladder-like bars.

"I thought it would only be like that in that broken castle." He closed his eyes in disappointment, and then looked at the wild man on the other side who looked like a dead savage, in terms of the harsh living environment, he was really inferior to the natives.

He couldn't help but fall asleep at the hard touch, and he didn't know how long it took, if he fell asleep, he heard the sound of the plate falling to the ground.

He sat up like a corpse, but found that his neck was frozen, and he didn't dare to move when he thought about it, he looked down and saw that there were two people standing next to his bed, and there was a whining sound on the side of the savage's bed, whew~ It is not easy to restrain the bandit of the savage.

"There's Mark and spices in the package, I didn't see your looks, let my friend go." Teaser said.

"I don't have any means to resist, and I really overestimate you."

The coldness on his neck left, and he slowly raised his head, and two faces that were not very different were presented in front of him, and the big man who restrained the wild man behind him tied the wild man backwards and threw it at the feet of the wild man.

"We are just passing merchants, where will we know how to resist." He smiled embarrassedly and wanted to get up and go to tie the rope of the savages, but seeing that the eyes of those people were cold, he gave up the idea.

"Which organization?" The speaker asked again.

"Where the stars have fallen." He took a deep breath, touched his chest and humbly asked, "Who are you?"

"The Dark Four Warriors of the Eternal Spear!"

"Oh, long looking." The teacher once said that there are children called the Dark Four Warriors, but the strong man whose head is about to hit the roof of the shed can be called a child?

He's got a longer beard than I am!

"We've been waiting here for a few days, and you're the only one who escaped in the dark." The person who was talking to him looked at it and said, "There must be someone in there that you value very much, right?" ”

"Sort of." Tusew looked at the black outside, "Are you going to join the two of us to save people?" ”

"You are not the best candidates, but we can't wait, and the burning at the stake in the square has not stopped for the past few days." The leading Dark Warrior said.

"Is there any implementation plan?" Masturbation asked.

"There are two Templars at the door, and we will take care of it, and you will take this opportunity to enter the church and find the dungeon to open it." Warrior Road.

"No problem." He replied, and then waited for the other party's next step.

"Your bed lends us a rest, and when the night watchman makes a brief alternation of the third patrol, we'll go to church." The warrior said.

Seeing the warrior who squeezed himself down, he untied the rope of the wild man, and then the two of them sat in the corner to rest, fortunately their rabbit fur coat was long enough not to be cold.

Feeling tired and sleepy, he squinted a little, until he was woken up by the warriors late at night, and then went out.

The warriors didn't waste time in the past few days at Hilton, at least the alternating time of the night watchman and the walking route were clearly felt, as for the interception of emergencies encountered during the rescue, the response outside the city and the early warning and preparedness of the tower... There were only four of them after all.

"In order to demonstrate the sanctity of the Church, they also followed the example of the nobles and placed two Templars standing guard at the door." The warrior said.

"Looks?" Hearing this, he was stunned, "I thought it was specially transferred to guard the prisoners." ”

"We'll sneak over in a moment, and you'll take advantage of our fight to storm into the church to rescue your comrades." The Warrior did not continue to discuss the Templars, but patted him on the shoulder, "This is the Eternal Spear's pact with the Land of Starfall. ”

"Well, you can go with confidence." Teaser nodded, and said to the savage, "Hold my back for a moment." ”

The wild man listened and nodded.

The four warriors came out of the darkness and crept towards the door of the church, and when they saw a position where they could attack, the two Templars guarding the door suddenly drew their one-handed swords and burst into battle.

"The swordsmanship is smooth, but there is no fighting spirit, and they are all junior professionals." After observing for a moment, he breathed a sigh of relief and patted the wild man on the shoulder, "Let's go." ”

The battle was led away from the doorway, and the wild man walked out calmly, heading straight for the church gate, the two Templars were unable to stop it due to the difficulty of their opponents, but they could still do it with a shout or two.

"Satan's minions, you will die in front of the gate of the pure hall!" The Templars shouted.

"There's an ambush inside, be careful for a while." Glancing at the Templar who had finished his roar, he said to the wildling.

The savage nodded, then stood in front of him and pushed the door of the church open.

The moonlight spilled into the church along the door frame, imprinting the figures of the two on the ground, and with a bang, he subconsciously ducked to the side, and then felt some pain in his stomach.

Watching the wild man rush towards the darkness inside, pulling out the crossbow arrow that shot through the wooden plate embedded in his own flesh, he wondered a little, why did this crossbow arrow bypass the wild man and shoot at him, could it be some kind of magic?

The sound of fighting sounded from the darkness, and a wall lamp in the church that had been dormant was blown on, and he wrapped the strip of disinfectant cloth that had been prepared around his stomach twice, and then took out the shovel dagger in his chest pocket, and walked inside with vigorous steps in an excited mood.

The Wildling said that he could deal with two Templars, but this was only a theory, for example, now, although the Templars fighting the Wildlings were at a disadvantage, another Templar not far away was holding a crossbow, and if it weren't for the fear of accidentally injuring his companions, he would have collapsed long ago.

The appearance of the Templar eased this embarrassing situation, and the Templars, who had been aiming at the wildlings and had no way to attack, instantly shifted their target and came with a sniper.

"It's a wave." Glancing at the crossbow bolts nailed to the wall behind him, he turned back to look at the Templar who was charging with his sword raised, clenched his dagger and said:

"Soul imprisonment."