"I want to go out and get some relief."

Inside the tent, Hua Sha said to the members of the Order who were looking at him in front of her.

It was a good-looking girl, who looked to be about eighteen years old, blonde and blue-eyed, with some freckles on her face.

"Your Holiness says the Pope is not allowed to leave this place." The believer said coldly.

"Then I can't hold it back!" Hua Sha said bitterly, "Otherwise, I'll pull on the bed!" ”

The cultist didn't say a word, just looked at her calmly.

The corners of Hua Sha's mouth pulled down, and she said unhappily, "What a pervert, you have to see shit." ”

She sat back on her bed, her hands crossed over her chest, anger burning at the center.

Although it is not known what the specific reason for her here, Hua Sha has a feeling that this may be the real purpose of the group that killed her entire family and captured her and imprisoned her for three years.

And when their purpose is accomplished, she has lost her role, and perhaps her life will come to an end today.

Thinking of this, a little cold flashed in her eyes, and she was a little more determined.

Out of the corner of her eye, she watched the cultist turn his head slowly.

Suddenly, she burst into flames and rushed towards the cultist!

Quickly covered his mouth as if he had rehearsed many times.

Before he could resist, a sharp fragment of porcelain appeared in her hand at some point, and plunged it directly into the disciple's neck.

The cultist's eyes widened, and the porcelain shards cut through his throat, and blood burst red and spilled her hair to the ground.

He didn't even have time to make a sound, he fell to the ground with a limp, blood blocking his throat and gushing out of his mouth.

His eyes widened, clearly not believing that he would die here.

Hua Sha gasped softly, although her movements were simple just now, she was covered in sweat as if she had experienced a vigorous exercise.

Although this blow was crisp and neat, it was this blow that she had been rehearsing in her mind for three years.

She has to get out of here, she has to live to avenge her family's blood hatred.

Hua Sha breathed heavily for a while, and after regaining her strength a little, she groped around the disciple and pulled a small sword from his waist.

Then she walked out of the tent, but suddenly she felt a hand touch her shoulder.

Her nerves tensed instantly, and almost without hesitation, she turned around with the knife and stabbed the person behind her in the neck.

But he was stopped by the man.

"It's me! Huasha! Hei Lang lowered his voice and said.

Looking at Hei Lang shrouded under the hood, Hua Sha's eyes obviously showed a little confusion, because Hei Lang had changed too much at this moment.

The young man in the past has now become a bearded, weather-beaten uncle, and to be honest, even Char is surprised by his change.

It was as if what he had experienced was not three but thirteen.

But fortunately, as brothers and sisters with strong blood, Hua Sha quickly recognized Hei Lang, she opened her eyes violently, and the vigilance on her face quickly turned to excitement.

"Brother"

But just as she was about to shout, she seemed to realize something, and her voice was quickly suppressed, but tears rolled in her eyes.

"You're not dead?"

Her voice trembled slightly, she once thought that she was the only one in this world, but at this moment, the person she thought she had lost appeared in front of her eyes again, this joy of loss and regain is indescribable.

"I'm not dead, I'm coming for you." Hei Lang whispered, he looked around, and after making sure that no one had come in, he said, "Now is not the time to say hello, when I take you out, I will tell you about the past few years." ”

Hua Sha nodded.

Then Heilang led Huasha to the back of the tent, where there was a cut he had made with his knife, and from here he could avoid the enemy's sight as much as possible.

But unlike the calmness of Heilang when he first came in, it was more difficult to sneak with a person, and they moved little by little against the tent.

Suddenly, a patrolling cultist came from not far away.

Hei Lang pulled Hua Sha and quickly hid behind a tent, stuck in a blind spot.

However, as the cultists got closer, it was only a matter of time before they were discovered.

Hua Sha clenched the knife in her hand tightly, her forehead was covered with sweat, and even her breathing almost stopped.

In her impression, her brother couldn't even kill chickens before he went to study, and he was not an opponent at all against these people.

As the footsteps approached, her heart beat faster and faster.

Soon, she saw the believer's hand carrying a kerosene lamp coming from the side of the tent.

However, just as she was about to pull Hei Lang to run.

Hei Lang suddenly burst out, and the Hidden Blade popped out at the same time, and the sharp blade stabbed through the jaw of the cultist who appeared from the bottom to the top, directly piercing his brain.

Before he could even make a sound, he lost his breath in an instant, and he didn't even shed much blood.

This neat and neat action directly shocked Hua Sha behind him

Hei Lang turned his head to look at Hua Sha, and said in a low voice, "Let's go." ”

Hua Sha came back to her senses, she didn't say anything, although she had a lot of doubts in her heart at the moment, but she knew that the most important thing for them now was to get out of here.

Heilang dragged the body behind the tent and hid it, then dragged Huasha to try to escape.

The Assassins from all around him also swarmed him, he had summoned the key, and the key was on Zara's body, and he could not take it alone.

The cultists who were patrolling nearby were all neatly assassinated by them, and were dragged into the grass and hidden, apparently because of the darkness of the night, so they had not yet noticed.

But it's only a matter of time.

Looking at these people wearing the same clothes as her brother, Hua Sha was obviously a little at a loss, but what made her even more stunned was that Hagu walked over and said directly to his side.

"Mentor, the patrol cultists are all settled."

It seems that these people are headed by him.

Hua Sha couldn't help but look at Heilang.

The reason why their father let Heilang go to the imperial capital to study was because he felt that Heilang was too cowardly to succeed, and wanted him to go to the big city to undergo some tests.

But now, Gohelang felt that her brother had not only changed in appearance, but also seemed to feel a little strange to her.

Hei Lang turned to look at Hua Sha, "Hua Sha, you wait and leave with one of them." ”

Hua Sha came back to her senses, and she felt a little bad and said, "What are you going to do?" ”

"Don't worry." Hei Lang lowered his voice and said, a cold glint in his eyes, "I'm just going to do something that's long overdue." ”

Huasha fell silent, in the past, Heilang had always been an unassertive person, sometimes listening to their parents, sometimes listening to her.

But she knew that at this moment, there was nothing she could do to change Heilang's mind.

She seemed to be about to say something, but a familiar voice from the side made her face instantly pale.

"It's naïve to kill so many of us and want to leave."

All around, many disciples surrounded them, and there were even some one-meter-nine strong men wearing heavy armor and bucket-shaped helmets, and the boots and helmets on these strong men basically had cross marks.

So it was supposed to be the Templars of the Church, but apparently Zara had turned these knights into her own personal army.

The armor on the bodies of these warriors was forged with a huge amount of money, and even the flintlock pistol could not shoot into it.

Heilang was clearly not waiting for them to close slowly, and almost as soon as they appeared, Heilang rushed forward and slammed his knee into the chest of one of the Templars.

The strength was obviously not enough to knock him out, but Heilang's killing move didn't stop there.

With the moment of his jump, his Hidden Blade stabbed out synchronously, piercing directly into the T-shaped opening in the helmet of one of the warriors.

With a thud, blood burst out, and the Hidden Blade pierced his head through the Templar's eye, killing him instantly!

This clean and decisive scene clearly frightened the disciples who tried to surround them.

However, the rest of the Assassins didn't wait for them to come to their senses, and directly flicked their Hidden Blades and greeted the disciples around them.

These assassins were all warriors chosen by their spirits, and their abilities may not be as good as those of Heilang, but their movements were also clean, and the group of disciples was quickly reduced in the first wave of impact.

But apparently, Heilang's target was not these people, and he almost immediately locked onto Zara, who was standing on the edge.

It was he who had just spoken, and in his hand stood an owl.

Owls have excellent eyesight in the dark.

Apparently, it should have been the owl that spotted them.

Heilang's figure was lowered, and the whole person rushed through the crowd and directly towards Zara like an arrow from the string.

All the cultists who tried to stop him on the way were killed by a single blow from his Hidden Blade.

Three years of actual combat have made his movements more clean and neat than three years ago, without any superfluous movements.

His gaze remained fixed on Zara, the chill in his eyes as cold as the full moon in the sky in the dark night.

He had an account to settle with this man.

Zara was obviously frightened by Heilang's combat power, and subconsciously took a step back, but his face was still calm.

Just as Hei Lang was about to come to him, the hand he had hidden in his pocket suddenly took out and spread it out to Hei Lang.

He clutched a handful of gray sand in his palm.

Before Heilang could react, Zara blew lightly, and the fine sand in her hand drifted towards them.

The fine sand brushed his face, and an uncontrollable drowsiness quickly swallowed him, and his eyelids drooped uncontrollably, and he fell to the ground almost without resistance.

The surrounding Assassins, including the cultists who surrounded them, also fell to the ground under the effect of the fine sand, and instead of dying, they fell into a deep sleep.

On one side, a cultist who was not affected by the fine sand walked up and asked with concern, "Your Majesty, are you alright?" ”

"Won't you read it yourself?" Zara looked in a very bad mood, and he looked at the assassins on the ground and said with a hideous expression.

"What a bunch of shit!

If you weren't useless, how could I use this treasure!? ”

The believer bowed his head and said nothing.

He looked at the owl beside him and touched its head.

"It's better for you to worry, if it weren't for you, it is estimated that this group of people would have succeeded."

As if he had discovered something, he removed a note from the owl's ankle, and Zara stared at the words on the note, frowning slightly.

"What's the matter, Your Majesty?" The cultist asked.

"News from Britannia." Zara whispered, "Prince Victor wants us to send more people, even the Templars to help them. ”

Char's eyelids, who had been watching everything that was happening here, narrowed slightly.

It seems that this group of people should be the church forces that suddenly appeared in southern Britannia.

Then they are one of the initiators of the witch hunt

Char had actually been following this group of people for a while before this, and the coalition forces that attacked the east of Britannia, including West France, were actually also instigated and promoted by them behind the scenes.

Their purpose is strange, if it is just for power, they have many ways, and they don't need to do it in this way.

Treasure hunting doesn't have to go to war.

Some of their actions are illogical, some are illogical.

It's like creating chaos for the sake of chaos.

However, compared to this, Char was very interested in the thing that the head of the Order, named Zara, had just used.

He felt a little, unusual power on it

"Hasn't he done it yet?" The disciple asked.

"According to him, the legendary Saint King has appeared." Zara whispered, "The sword in the stone has been drawn, and the local church fully supports the Emperor of Destiny.

Most of the wall-riding nobles of the imperial capital were also directed to him after he repelled the West Farland army.

The missing Empress Isabel appears and presses him, and the troops of the Western Empire in the south are closing in, making him feel like he is in the back of his back. ”

With one hand, he crumpled the paper into a piece of waste paper and threw it into the rough Rhine.

"What a useless piece of waste." Zara said dismissively.

He walked to the edge of the cliff and continued to look at the rushing river, his eyes twinkling.

"When we find this treasure, everything can be solved"

"And what are these people going to do, Your Majesty?" The cultist asked, pointing to Heilang and the others.

"Kill it." Zara said coldly, "After three years of opposing us and destroying so many of our plans, only Hades is their only place to go. ”

"Yes!" The believer answered.

Then, he began to beckon the rest of the Cultists who were not yet asleep to kill all the sleeping Assassins.

But at this moment, an anxious voice came from the side.

"Wait!"

Zara raised her eyebrows slightly, he turned his head, and in the darkness, Cage ran from not far away.

He wasn't in training, he wasn't a combatant, so he wasn't involved in combat.

So what Zara had just used didn't affect him either.

He tried to run to Zara, but apparently, the group didn't let him get his wish, and stopped him and restrained him.

The butcher's knife of the cultist on one side was already on Heilang's neck.

Seeing this, Cage shouted excitedly at Zara.

"Don't kill them!

If you look like this, you won't be able to find the entrance for 10,000 years, and you will only die for no reason!

I can help you! ”

Hearing this, Zara raised her hand and looked at Cage with interest.

"You mean, you can find it?"

"Really!" Cage nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

"They don't have the key, but they can still find this place, and they rely on me!"

Zara's eyes narrowed, and then she slowly grinned.

(End of chapter)