Catherine fled in the alley in a hurry, the Soul Sorcerer's physique was not strong, and now she was out of breath.

Several of the Iron Lady's finely dressed guards shouted from behind, "Stop! It's already surrounded! ”

Catherine turned back in horror, and as she ran, she formed a handprint of a rudimentary earth spirit spell, and the soul flame on the ring jumped, and the dirt road behind her suddenly collapsed into several potholes, stumbling several guards.

"Stupid remnants of the Werther Party!" The captain-looking man commanded loudly, "You outflank from the right, and the others come with me!" ”

Right?

Catherine didn't have time to think about it, so she turned left at the entrance of the alley in front of her—it was a dead end. When I turned back, the footsteps of the guards were rapidly approaching.

Catherine's heart was as desperate as if she had fallen into an abyss: the black soul stone had obviously been activated, why didn't the people in the Red Pavilion respond? Is Big Brother Harold going to die? Or is this so-called opportunity just a story of Harold lying to her?

Suddenly, a hand slammed into her mouth from behind, and then it went dark, and she couldn't see anything.

"Don't make a sound." Strange male voice.

The cacophony, the footsteps of soldiers, the sounds of questioning and reprimanding mingled together, and it took a long time for them to subside.

Suddenly the light returned, and Catherine was surprised to find that she was still standing in the cul-de-sac, and beside her was a boy who was shorter than her, always squinting.

"The Red Pavilion heard your call." The boy said.

"Little children?" Catherine looked at him in disbelief, "Can you rescue General Harold?" ”

"Don't worry, he'll be fine."

Catherine looked at him with wide eyes, and the person in front of her had a relaxed expression as if she had just gone to the store next door to buy a muffin: "Are you sure?" ”

The squinting boy nodded slightly, but looked beyond Catherine into the alley.

Catherine felt bad and quickly turned back.

A samurai in a tight leather coat and a black-brown hood sits in the sunset, leisurely playing with a copper box. The long knife was behind his back, and although it had not yet been unsheathed, there was already a faint smell of blood and murder.

"Do you think it's okay and you can go?" The man asked.

"No, if I continue to spend it with you, I won't be able to make it to dinner." The squinting boy stopped Catherine behind him.

Catherine recognized the man at a glance: "Three Ghost Blood Brothers? Aren't you a friend of Master Harold? ”

"Friends?" Ghost Blood grinned, revealing sharp teeth, "Only money is Ghost Blood's friend, and now your head can be exchanged for money, so you are my friend." ”

Ghost Blood originally had three brothers, but they were all alone, so they all called themselves Ghost Blood. The one in front of him who wants money and doesn't want to die is obviously the third-ranked younger brother.

I saw him chanting a soul spell and putting the copper box in his hand on the ground.

The bronze box seemed to be inlaid with soul stones and intricate spell patterns. The soul flame flickered, and the dark black ball of light instantly enveloped this dead end. Soul art cut out the sound so that the guards wouldn't hear any movement, and no one would come to share his bounty.

The squinting boy frowned, "You haven't done it for so long, you're such a grinding person." ”

The killer's distorted face showed a strange expression, "I like a hard-mouthed guy like you, it's especially fun to kill." ”

"Really?" The squinting boy suddenly had two more daggers in his hands, and after spinning them a few times in his hands, he slashed at the man with a wind attribute soul technique!

The man drew his sword.

The knife is a serrated scimitar, and each tooth socket is highly poisonous, and as long as you cut a little skin, your whole body will turn black, and your seven orifices will bleed to death.

When!

The scimitar in the hand of the demon blood was still cold and shining.

And the squinting boy's dagger was stained with blood.

The ghost blood touched a not-so-deep knife wound on his left rib and roared: "Impossible! At the roar, his scimitar was already slashing like a whirlwind!

The boy's dagger slashed out with a chain of wind blade soul arts, stabbing and slicing through the cloak of demon blood.

But the purpose of the ghost blood was not to squint the boy, he jumped out of the battle circle with a false sword, and took out a crossbow from behind and pointed it at the boy is an arrow!

The boy dagger was not good at defense and could only dodge, and the ghost blood took advantage of this opportunity to turn around and pick up the copper box.

The sound barrier was originally a trick he wanted to take credit for alone, but now it is difficult to defeat the opponent and it is better to close it. With just one more shout, a large number of Iron Lady guards will surround the place, and the credit for life is secondary after all.

It's just that when he picked up the box, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Catherine muttering to herself in the corner.

There are also deep mudras in his hands.

The soul stone on the ring had already ignited a soaring soul flame.

"Oh no, I forgot she's a soul magician!" As soon as the ghost blood reacted, there was a sudden stabbing pain in his left leg. The short sword formed by the condensation of fine sand had pierced his left leg.

He was about to scream when a cold light flashed in the squinting boy's hand, and a dagger was already in the killer's throat.

His eyes widened as he stared at the squinting boy, a grunting sound in his throat, as if wondering who could kill him so quickly.

"I'm Green from the Dune Five." The boy raised his foot and kicked the ghost blood to the ground, and stabbed his throat twice. Only then did he wipe the dagger on the corpse, and turned to Catherine and beckoned: "Follow me." ”

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The "Zhuog Tavern" has returned to its former bustle, especially with the addition of a female sommelier, and the interest of those drinkers has increased a little.

Catherine changed into a waitress and stupidly carried a plate of wine from table to table.

Her mind was in turmoil, why did she start entertaining in the tavern? Master Harold is still on death row, how can he be rescued? What was the little boy thinking? What about the owner of this hotel?

The boss, Drogg, was so slumped in the warehouse that he was thrown by Balom and groaned in pain, but he could hear Green's greeting outside and the drunks shouting, and he still had some comfort in his heart.

When he came here with the Black Steel Army, Tucheng was still hunting for the remnants of the Red Pavilion. At that time, he took the risk to take in this child of unknown origin, but he did not expect it to come in handy at this time.

"What a sad world...... "Zogg sighed, "it seems to have a little brilliance." ”

"Captain Zogg!" Suddenly, several Black Steel sergeants walked in from outside the door, and ran into the warehouse with an eager expression, "Captain, how are you?" ”

Captain?

Catherine looked at Green in amazement, and Green smiled mysteriously and explained quietly, "Mr. Drogg used to be a subordinate of Ferrett. ”

There were long sighs in the storeroom, mostly about how Balom had done evil and oppressed the good. It was also mentioned that General Werther was also thrown into prison by him, and that he would be executed in three days.

Speaking of Werther's matter, Zhuog was worried for a while: "Miss Nini is no longer here, if Master Werther is also brought down, won't Balom really want to be lawless?" ”

"That mad dog has been lawless for a long time, I just heard that a team of private soldiers is planning to leave here, and as a result, hundreds of people have been killed by Balom Pit!"

Zhuo Ge closed his eyes in grief, "When I followed General Ferrett, with the assistance of Miss Nini and Master Werther, our 'Golden Lion Regiment' was strong in strength and full of comrades...... Now that the Iron Lady is in power, and Balom is doing evil......" he sighed.

The soldiers talked for a long time, and Zhuoge's heart became more and more uncomfortable.

One of the soldiers suddenly asked, "There is a discussion in the barracks: Now that Lord Balomnavit and his private soldiers are angry, will it be our turn one day?" ”

Zhuog subconsciously wanted to refute him, but felt that he had nothing to say. There was a sad atmosphere in the entire storeroom, and only Green, who was hiding outside the door and eavesdropping, inadvertently showed a meaningful smile.

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Greystone Fort does not have a dungeon.

However, after Madame Tie entered the city, she frantically searched for the people in the Red Pavilion, and Balom was on the road to see who was not pleasing to the eye, and he was arrested and tortured. Therefore, after the Black Steel army occupied this earthen city, they could only convert the former church into the palace of the Iron Lady, and the former treasury into a prison. The soldiers and privates had no place to stay, so they camped in the open space outside the city.

The dungeon is now filled with officers and privateer leaders of the Viter faction.

Harold's stick wound did not heal, and he was tied to the cross in excruciating pain. Werther was even hung on a torture instrument and screamed repeatedly.

About evening, suddenly a man in a gray robe walked into the cell, muttered a few words to a few guards on duty, and seemed to stuff something into them. The soldiers rejoiced, and snuck into the cell to untie Harold and Werther and let them get a good night's sleep, and then re-tied them to the torture instruments when it was almost dawn to change shifts.

After three days of going back and forth, and when both Harold and Witt were feeling strange, on the fourth day the gray-robed man walked into the prison with a small figure. After this transaction with the soldiers, the gray-robed man still did not approach, but the short figure walked into the cell: "Brother Harold, are you okay?" ”

"Catherine!" Harold was taken aback, "How could you be here!" ”

Catherine's eyes were already crying, "I found the people of the Red Pavilion, they will come to save you." ”

"The people of the Red Pavilion?" Witt gasped, he wanted to tell her that this was all a casual story he made, but then he thought that he was about to hang on the gallows and dangle, where did he still have the right to choose?

Harold was sad for a while, and couldn't help but hug Catherine's head, "Silly boy, you ......"

Catherine nodded, turned her head and bowed to Werther, "Lord Werther, please save Lord Harold." ”

"What?" Witt and Harold looked at each other.

Witt couldn't help but laugh, "I'm already behind bars, is there a second Witt in this city?" ”

Catherine said solemnly: "No, only you can save him." Not only can he be saved, but all the people in the city can be rescued, and even General Ferrette, who was imprisoned by the Iron Lady. ”

Seeing that her serious expression was not like a joke, Werther touched his beard, "Little girl, even if I can get there, then what should I do now?" ”

"A call to the people's revolt." The gray-robed man suddenly floated outside the cell door, lifted his hood to reveal a jet-black head, "The Red Pavilion will come to your aid." ”