In the dark corner, a purple-gold arrow suddenly flew out. In an instant, the arrow pierced Blackface Vic's right shoulder, and the powerful arrow dragged him forward for more than ten feet, and then firmly pinned him to the cold stone wall. A trail of blood oozed from the corner of Wick's mouth, but there was more shock and trepidation from his pained expression.

Roy's figure slowly emerged from the dark corner, holding a longbow made of dragon bones in his hand. The purple arrow he shot with this bow. "Remember me?" he asked with a faint smile, "isn't it strange why I'm here?"

Wick's back, pierced by the arrow, pressed against the cold, damp stone wall, the cold running down his skin and into his body, and he endured the pain and spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva. "I don't deny it, it's really unexpected," the sudden surprise made him feel dazed and panicked, "maybe you can tell me the reason?" This was originally the leader's plan to send him to rescue Glia tonight, but unexpectedly, he was also involved.

"I'm waiting for you. Roy blurted out.

"You know I'm coming? How do you know?" Wick looked incredulous.

"That's because your abilities are too good for night action, and with your stealth ability, you can sneak into the Baron's Castle and rescue your companions. Roy patiently explained to him, "That's why I guessed that, so I'm here waiting for you to throw yourself into the net." ”

Wick looked at the other party with some surprise, and couldn't help but ask, "Didn't you think that I might also assassinate your adult?"

"Then I can only blame me for overestimating your abilities, and waiting all night in vain," Roy replied nonchalantly, "If that's the case, then you won't be alive now." He had no doubts about the abilities of the Knights of Guards.

"It is we who underestimate your abilities. Wick's tone became cold. He had no idea that things would turn out the way they were.

Roy walked up to the dark assassin and stared at him carefully, "Your wounds heal quickly, it seems that you have other abilities." ”

Blackface Wick was expressionless, his eyes turned to the side, and he didn't say a word. He could imagine what awaited him.

Amon and Leather, who were waiting outside the cell door, were awakened by the sound inside, and they found the iron cell door open with the sound of someone talking inside. In a panic, they drew their weapons from their scabbards and cautiously entered the dungeon with torches in hand.

Roy turned his head to the jailer behind him and ordered, "Go and inform your lords, just say that another assassin has been caught." ”

Ammon held the torch aloft and looked around the dungeon. Although he was a little drunk, his mind was still a little clear, "My lord, where is this assassin you are talking about?" he thought to himself, could it be that this adult is drunk and talking nonsense here?

Roy had a bitter face and waved at him, "You come here." ”

"Come closer," he prompted, "take the torch and shine it on the other side." ”

Ammon stepped forward a few steps, holding the torch probe and looking ahead. Suddenly, his face turned pale, and he stumbled to the ground in fright, and he desperately moved his body back with his hands on the ground, and then got up from the ground in a panic and hid behind Roy.

"See?" Roy asked.

"Look, I see. Ammon stammered in reply. His legs were trembling, he had never seen anyone of this color, it was supposed to be the color of a demon.

"Then don't you go and inform your lordship. ”

"Yes, yes, I'll report to you. Ammon was frightened and hurried away. Leather departed after him.

After the jailer left, Roy turned to face the female assassin beside him, and he noticed that the cold lilac eyes had been staring at him. Roy walked up to the female assassin and pulled out the cloth that had been stuffed in her mouth and threw it on the ground. "Ma'am, I'm sorry I was acting a little rudely. He playfully said, "If I don't do this, how can I keep your companion with you!"

Glia didn't speak, just stared at each other with hateful eyes. What else could she say? Her only hope of escaping here was gone. Asking for forgiveness? It's not going to happen. Even if you throw away your dignity and swear allegiance to the other person, the other person will not be able to forgive you.

Once again, her fate was in the hands of others, and she felt as if she had fallen to the bottom of the abyss, where only cruel torture awaited her, followed by the judgment of death......

Hurried footsteps could be heard in the hallway leading to the basement, and by the sound of it, at least six or seven people were rushing to the dungeon.

Ammon and Leather led the way with torches, and Baron Kane followed behind the jailer and appeared first in the dungeon, though his face looked a little annoyed. Then came the figure of Brandt, who walked up to Roy's side. Sir Colin, Knight Quentin, and Knight Sean followed in the damp and cold dungeon.

"Lord Roy," Baron Kane asked, "what about the Assassins you are talking about?"

"Right in front of you. ”

"All I saw was an arrow on the opposite wall. Baron Kane's face was a little surprised, why an arrow could penetrate the stone wall.

"Your Excellency," Roy said, "have your soldiers come forward and shine the light of the torch under the arrows." ”

Hearing this, Ammon's face changed suddenly, and the hand holding the torch trembled a little, and under the order of the Baron, he slowly moved his steps forward.

Lord Kane looked angrily at the panicked jailer in front of him. "Damn shit, what scared you out," he took a few steps forward and snatched the torch from the jailer's hand, "Get out of the way, useless thing." He felt that the soldiers in front of him had made him lose face. When he saw the Assassin in the light of the torch, he couldn't help but take a few steps back in fright, and almost fell. "What kind of monster is this? Is it a demon?"

"My lord, he's not a monster, he's not a demon," Roy explained, "he's a Gipsys, from the northern Zoroas Empire. ”

The Zoroas Empire rules an independent continental map, on the other side of the world, separated from the continent of Vyas to the north and south. Its land area is the size of a semi-Canian federation, and it belongs to a feudal state of slavery, and all gypsias are born slaves.

Roy walked up to the Assassin and pulled out the arrow that had pierced through the wall. "There's nothing I need to do here," he shrugged, "My lord, I'll leave the assassin to you for interrogation, and I'll go back to my room and sleep." Roy walked out of the dungeon, his footsteps suddenly stopping beside Brant, and then whispered in his ear, "Both of these people have unique abilities, maybe you can keep them." ”

Brandt's gaze looked at the two Assassins opposite, and he clearly remembered that under the laws of the Canian Federation, the crime of assassinating nobles was not light, especially the noble lord. If the two Assassins were placed at the disposal of Baron Kane, he would have sentenced them by hanging or had their heads cut off with his own hands. Roy's figure disappeared into the dungeon, his footsteps echoing through the hallway. Brandt pondered whether he should let Roy's advice leave the two Assassins behind, or let their crimes be duly judged.

Blackface Wick snorted in pain, and bright red blood gushed from his wounds and down his body to the stone floor.

"Lock him up. Baron Kane spoke.

"Yes, sir. Jailer Leather replied.

"Baron Kane," Brandt began, "can you let the soldier treat his wounds first?" he decided.

Baron Kane hesitated for a moment, then instructed the jailer, "Go and help him bandage it." He didn't understand Mistress Tyrrell's intentions, but he complied. "I can't see anything, so let's go back first. "He just wants to get out of this moldy place now.

"Can I be here alone for a while?" Brandt asked.

Baron Kane nodded slightly in acquiescence, then turned to leave alone. He didn't think he could get anything out of the mouth, but perhaps Mistress Tyrell had other reasons.

Sir Colin commanded, "Sean, Quentin, you are standing guard outside the prison door. He then left the dungeon behind Baron Kane.

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