Chapter 80: Hilton's Altar Call

"Squeak~" The lattice door behind him was pushed open, and the apprentices who had replenished magic tools overnight in the alchemy room on the first floor rushed up after hearing the movement, and they took the freshly made magic items and released them below, and for a while, the heretics on the front wall were completely suppressed.

A little tired and retreated to the back, he wanted to lean against the stone slab, but the night on the castle was cold, and he shook off his magic robe and inserted his sword back.

The invasion from the other directions of the castle was not so serious, and after widdy and they cleared the remnants of the heresy, they hurried back to the front to support, the apprentices on the city wall had stopped, and there were corpses underneath, and weeddy threw a torch under the castle, and saw four or five werewolves running in the direction of the heresy camp like frightened wild dogs.

"The night has robbed the guards of their senses, and they can't spot the danger, can you let these Sage apprentices stay in the castle?" Widdy watched from the edge of the city wall for a moment and turned back and said, "Let them go back to the castle to rest tomorrow at dawn." ”

He nodded, not correcting him that these were his teacher's apprentices, and when Widdy saw that he agreed, he ordered the guards to clean up, splash water, wipe down, and the castle was busy again.

They stepped aside and watched as the dead guards were properly disposed of, and the bodies of the heretics were lifted up from the spiral staircase and the second and third floors, and were placed along with their fellow citizens who had died on the walls of the city and hung from the outer walls of the castle by the sophisticated guards.

"I didn't expect you to be so good at swordsmanship in addition to magic, you should be a knight." The captain of the guard said, looking at the heretical corpse with a large rift.

"That's the power of magic, without magic, my physique is not as good as a rabbit in the wild." As he spoke, he tightened his magic robe and entered the spiral ladder.

The group also followed the crowd back to the castle, they needed to rest, and maybe there would be a battle in the morning.

"May you immerse yourself in the magic of Occiia, the sleeping spirit, and begin another world. ”

Walking back to the third floor, they saw Edward's maid there celebrating mass for the dead servants, and her face was sad, as if she felt the deceased's reluctance to give up on this beautiful world.

"Aren't you supposed to be with Edward at the Baron de Le Mans? How did it end up here? Little Red Riding Hood dragged her blood-stained pajamas along, and her eyes were like cat's pupils, startling the maid who looked up.

"You have small breasts, go away!" The maid pushed Little Red Riding Hood angrily, and the latter jumped back with agility, looking at the maid with more malicious eyes.

"Don't be too hurt, the deceased are gone, if you want to do something for them, set up TrustFundkid." He stepped forward, stopped Little Red Riding Hood's gaze and said to the maid.

"Trust? What is that? The maid asked.

"Each of us donates a portion of the money that is used to settle the surviving in the territory, such as orphans and widows who have lost their laborers, orphans who have lost their parents, and people who are struggling to live because of the war." Teaser said.

"I understand donating money, but why help them?" The maid was stunned when she heard this, and everyone behind her was shocked, those serfs and servants were just weeds, and helping them was something that only the church occasionally did in order to save the so-called lost lamb, right?

"Sage, your idea of accumulating wealth is good, but now is not the time to talk about it." The captain of the guard coughed, no one cares about the life or death of a pile of wild grass, this idea is too inferior, he walked up to the maid, looked at her seriously and asked, "Why are you here, is something happening at the Baron de Le Mans?" ”

"No, it's you." Hearing this, the maid stood up and said with the same seriousness, "I predict that there will be a catastrophe here, the castle will fall, the end will come, everyone will die, I inform you to leave!" ”

"That's all?" The captain of the guard was stunned when he heard this, and then slowly pulled out his one-handed sword and stabbed it at the maid.

"Hey!" The man who was standing next to him saw him make a move and hurriedly bumped into him, but the tip of the sword still pierced the maid's stomach, only a little shallower.

"What are you doing here?" Seeing the maid fall to the ground, she frowned and asked.

"You're going to protect her as if it didn't happen, but don't let her run around the castle." The captain of the guard silently withdrew his sword, he could not afford to have a bad deal with a useful masturbation for the sake of a maid.

Baron Widdy and the guards carried the servant's body and followed the captain of the guard into the revolving ladder, Little Red Riding Hood was a step behind, she looked at the maid who was treating her and asked, "Do you know what she made a mistake?" ”

"I didn't know at first, but now I understand." Pouring the alcohol, he began to wire.

"The Count's attitude towards you has changed, and it is better not to anger him." Little Red Riding Hood dropped a word, turned around and left the third floor.

"I came overnight to report it, why did he kill me?" The maid, who had been woken up with a needle or had not fainted, asked.

"You've been around Edward for too long, like I've sometimes forgotten the outside world." "It's normal to kill a demagogic witch on the front lines of war, even if your information is true. ”

When the five werewolves fled back to the heresy camp, the archduchess had a delusion, that is, whether it was a mistake to organize an army of heretics, the former blood dove was able to allow seven vampires to sneak into the Count's castle to kill the count, and the werewolves in the Starfall Land also entered the castle of Baron Nofififi, why couldn't the dark nobles under their own hands?

But she couldn't say these thoughts, after all, she still had to count on these dark nobles to restore the rule of the Dark Kingdom.

"The castle's defenses during the war have been strengthened to the extreme, and it is indeed not something that the dark nobles can deal with." After a long silence, the Grand Duchess comforted Siliana, who was kneeling in front of the pumpkin carriage, "Don't try it anymore, let the savages cut down the wood, and cooperate with the dark blacksmith to build siege equipment, I will see this before dawn." ”

The witch of Siliana received the order and sent 2,000 people overnight to build catapults and battering rams and other equipment, and the Hilton magic workshop at night was also carrying out sacrifices.

I saw that the residents of Hilton City were summoned by the guards to the door of the magic workshop, and looked at the piercing witch Ina in horror and the terrifying altar in it.

It was a circular altar of thirty kneeling workshop slaves, spears piercing the back of their heads from their mouths directly to the ground, blood dripping incessantly, and it looked extremely evil in the witch's spell.

"The witches of Purgatory are peering on the throne of the Sage, trying in vain to become the lord of darkness, and we will summon the red dragon of hell and burn the arrogance that does not belong to this world!"