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At the same time, Sir Sissoko, who was not far from the two of them, did not have the time to care about the priest who had left. Although his purpose was clearly Kyrlius, he now had no energy left to fulfill and complete his mission

When Sir saw the 'Ring of Weak Energy', he very decisively blocked a small round shield hidden in his clothes in front of him, and constantly injected magic into it in order to be able to resist the menacing Ring of Death.

The gray mana collided with Sissoko's own magic, and a violent concussion was created in the air, and the scattered magic shattered everything around it.

Even a few aristocratic men who approached here at some unknown time were seriously injured. It is important to know that most of the guests stay at a distance from here, and that is where the guests are concentrated.

And these 'nobles' who came here are obviously not good people. Like the Assassin, they were Sir Warrior's men and officers in the garrison. And their appearance here obviously will not be invited by the earl, and their status is obviously not qualified to participate in this wedding banquet.

Of course, it was impossible for Kellius to notice them at this time, and it was impossible for him to know the officers of the garrison in his usual habits. They were recognized by Earl Steyer, who was standing aside.

"Damn Sissoko, are you also a lackey on the other side of the shadows?!" the Count, who had also come to his senses at this time, roared loudly at Sissoko in a tone full of anger and disbelief.

He knew that the officers of the garrison only obeyed the orders of the garrison leader, Sissoko, and that the assassin who was still standing there at this time was naturally Sir Sissoko's handiwork. And Sissoko and Kyrlius had no grievances in the past and no enmity in the near future, and there was obviously only one reason for assassinating him so desperately.

He was also an opponent of Dakler's side, and his assassination of Kylelius was also a conspiracy of the opposition. As for the reason for the assassination, the Earl immediately decided that it was because of his magical strength that was enough to determine the balance of victory and defeat, and the Count could not think of any other reason.

At this time, Sissoko obviously did not have the strength to answer the earl's question, even if the 'Ring of Weak Energy' was a range of magic, and at the same time, when killing the previous assassin, it consumed some of the mana, but this was still a five-ring magic.

Sissoko, as a level 12 berserker, could only offset some of it with his magic power. His body was still affected by a large amount of negative energy, and his huge body was caused by the powerful force generated by the magic, and it didn't seem to be an injury that could be recovered from anytime soon.

Sir Sissoko's chest was torn to shreds by magic, revealing the close-fitting inner armor he was wearing, and a large part of the silver inner armor had turned gray-black at this time, and the surface of the metal inner armor looked like it had been corroded, pitted and tattered.

As for the round shield that was on the front line of the confrontation with the 'Ring of Weak Energy', it was no longer usable at this time, and the completely deformed round shield no longer had the function of being a shield. Jazz's shield-wielding hand had also been eroded by the negative energy, withered and thin, making it look like the hand of an old man in his seventies and eighties.

Sissoko looked very stiff, just casually looked at his useless hand, and frowned, without any superfluous expression on his face. There was no pain or fear, no sound, no cursing or whining coming out of his mouth, and he knew that now was not the time for him to do such things.

He endured the sharp pain in his chest and hands, and without hesitation, he raised his other intact hand, raised it in the air and made several gestures, obviously a code for some action. The earl on the side also thought so, and had been paying attention to the earl of the sir, and naturally noticed the jazz's movements at this time.

Of course, he would not sit still, and did not hesitate to let out a deafening roar as if he had used all his strength: "Laws, there are assassins, guard against enemy attacks!" The loud voice echoed throughout the hall, causing a great deal of panic while keeping the guards on guard.

However, the Count is completely unable to care about these things now, and the first priority is to fend off and eliminate the threat of Sissoko in front of him as soon as possible.

With the Earl's loud roar, the hall was instantly chaotic, and a large number of guests fled in all directions in an orderly manner, and the screams and cries of terror were constantly exacerbating the deterioration of the situation.

As the guests panicked, two groups of people flocked to the Earl and Sir from the backstage of the hall and the outside of the hall. Needless to say, on the earl's side, it is naturally the Earl's Palace guard who is responsible for the guard, although there are three or four hundred guards on this side of the manor, but most of them are scattered throughout the manor, and there are only forty or fifty people on the hall side, and the leader is the captain of the guard-Rolls Diarra.

"Are you alright, Lord Earl?" said Rolls, who had just come to the Earl's surroundings with his men, stepped forward to greet the Earl.

The Earl looked at the somewhat panicked Rouse in front of him, and a burst of disappointment and anger welled up in his heart, knowing that there were at least four hundred elite soldiers around the Earl's Palace, and there were nearly one hundred and fifty people around this hall alone.

The reason why the Earl was so relieved and unguarded to hold this wedding was because he believed in the ability of this army, which could be said to be brought up by himself. And the count fully trusted, but it turned out that his daughter was killed in front of his eyes, and the wedding banquet was messed up without suspense, and his face as an earl was lost.

Last time, it was a surprise, and in the end it was a victory, so no one would say anything, but this time it was different. The Earl's family's direct personal guard, with more than 400 elite soldiers, was successfully attacked by a group of miscellaneous militias of the town's garrison.

Speaking of which, the prestige and influence that the Earl had accumulated over the past fifty years were almost destroyed in this instant. And the result of this is the shield warrior in front of him who looks serious and resolute - Rolls Diarra.

The Count suppressed the anger and sadness in his heart, he knew that now was not the time for infighting, she faintly said to the dark-skinned and tall captain of the guard, "I'm fine, all those miscellaneous people on the other side, kill them all." ”

"Do you want to keep a few alive?" Rouse confirmed, knowing that at such times there is usually a few alive to interrogate who is behind the scenes, and whether there are other accomplices or something.