When the archmage of the palace followed the direction where the dagger flew and saw another group of people rushing here, he couldn't help but complain, this palace guard battle is really not easy to fight.

However, in the next second, a black shadow instantly approached him. The man's eyes seemed to burn with a cyan flame, carrying a cold breath that made people unconsciously fearful.

The cold light of the Shadow Oath turned into a blue-black smoke, condensed from the void into an entity, and swept towards the chest of the court archmage.

The court archmage subconsciously leaped backwards, while holding his scepter horizontally in front of him to resist.

"Bang!!"

The scepter was cut into two pieces by the cold light of the shadow oath!

A mage who has lost his scepter will have a significant drop in magical power, and judging by this situation, he is no match for the comer.

In the dark, Karloch regained a little consciousness, and he realized that he was not dead, that he had been rescued, and that he was someone who had enough power to help him deal with the archmage of the court.

What about the companions? Karlock was referring to the beasts that had been with him for years. Unfortunately, most of them were killed by the magic of the court archmage, and those who did not die were all dying and unable to stand up again.

The sound of blood splattering can be heard clearly in a quiet environment.

The king saw a black round object fly out of the neck of the archmage of the court, and he was scared, he had to get out of this place quickly!

"Bang-" A white breath enveloped the king, and the time limit was up, and he changed from a tiger to his original form. It's just that the archmage of the court has not fulfilled his mission, and it is impossible for him to come and protect the king anymore.

The body of the court archmage who remained in place fell to the ground weakly, his head flew straight out more than ten meters away, and he rolled on the ground for several meters before stopping. This evil mage who once turned Bainholler Ambrey into a wolf has finally paid the price today.

Motrite tiptoed the blackened boy on tiptoe, but he didn't respond.

Motriti looked at the place where the crowd had come, if it continued like this, even if the child had a breath, he would be trampled to death by these people.

But she had never done such a thing, and never would have done it. A stranger who has nothing to do with him, saving him is likely to get into trouble.

Although this man is a child, don't you see Bainholler? Bainholler is also a child, he almost starved to death in the forest under the snowy mountains, and was saved by Aiyusha and them, what has become of him now?

Motriti never made a move, when a buck came from a distance, arched his head on Karlock's belly, and carried him on his back. The road ahead was blocked by crowds, and the stag could only approach the high wall on the other side of the palace square.

That was where the king was, and there was a deep doorway behind the king, and the buck did not see it, and when he ran there, he saw the king rushing towards him with his sword in hand.

The deer is very easily frightened, not to mention trying to take its life. The stag hurriedly stopped and fled along the edge of the high wall. The king would not have been able to catch up with it at this speed, and the king was not stupid enough to chase after him. How can a man catch up with a deer?

The buck is safe for the time being, but the condition of Karlock on his back is getting worse and worse, he is seriously injured and needs immediate treatment, but there is nothing there can do about it, and there is nothing the buck can do about it, it cannot do anything but lick Karlock's wounds with its tongue.

Another rebel army arrived, and the remaining royal soldiers were completely incomparable in numbers, and their morale was gone, and some began to flee in all directions, but the roads were blocked, and they had nowhere to escape.

The king was still hiding in his dark doorway, hoping that the men would not be able to detect him.

However, he miscalculated, and a man immediately spotted him and appeared in front of him.

In the darkness of the night, I couldn't see the face of the man clearly, but I saw that the man was holding a huge scythe in his hand behind his back, his hair was a little messy and flying in the wind, but his figure was very thin, and it seemed to be a woman.

"No, don't kill me......" The king retreated, so frightened that he lost his sword, and then he tripped over something with his foot.

The king was so weak that he didn't even have the strength to stand up, he could only move his limbs and crawl backwards, and the further he went, the darker it became, and now he didn't even know how far away the man in front of him was, and what was happening.

There was a crisp "......click" sound, and it was Motriti who pulled the latch of the iron door. As the space here was cut off, all the sounds outside were cut off, and the surrounding area suddenly fell silent.

The space here is actually quite large, it was originally used for the preparation time for gladiatorial matches, and it was used by the knights to wait in this place, and it was well arranged, so it was normal for the king to step on something.

When the king heard the sound of the latch, he was in utter despair.

Just now, it was that person, with the scythe, who cut off the head of the court archmage.

Now it's his turn.

The king cowered in the corner, trembling, and kept muttering, "Please, don't kill me......"

"Then look at the common people of this kingdom, because of your behavior, what has become of them?"

Motrite spoke, and the king thought it was ...... It sounded good, so pure that there was no trace of impurities, and of course, it also startled him, and he suddenly woke up.

He understood what it meant to be self-reaping.

It was not long before a glimmer of fire came through the crack in the door, though not much, but it was enough to illuminate the king's frightened pale face.

More and more rebels stepped on the bodies of the royal soldiers, raising torches in their hands, and the battle between the rebels and the royal soldiers seemed to be coming to an end.

In the faint light of the fire, Motriti left only an outline. The king could discern the silhouette, and Motrite was slowly approaching him.

Seeing that the shadow oath in Motriti's hand was still stained with the blood of the archmage of the court, the king closed his eyes in fright, and his body trembled even more, and he continued to shrink back, his ass grinding a series of ridiculous and pathetic sounds on the ground.

A cold wind blew up, and the blade suddenly appeared in front of his neck!

"Ah!" exclaimed the king.

Motriti held up the shadow and swore a cold light, but this action ended here.

“...... Never mind. She said lightly, taking away the cold light of the shadow oath and slowly stepping back.

The king was already in a cold sweat. He couldn't understand why this man didn't do it when he had the power to kill him.

Motriti had always been facing the king, retreating to the end and opening the door with her backhand. A brighter light came in, and Motridi gave the king one last look, and went away.

The second half of the latch was quickly swallowed up by the mass of footsteps and shouts, and the rebels rushed in with weapons and torches. The space was a dead end, and the king was surrounded.

On September 13, 984 in the continental calendar, the last king of Slom died at the hands of rebels. At the same time as the kingdom fell, the pedantic rule of the king also came to an end.

The royal buck carries the young Karlock and jumps from the fortress of the palace.

Sniffing the wind still mixed with the smell of war, Motriti looked down from the high wall, and the buck ran at a rapid pace, quickly disappearing from sight. In the distance, the light of the morning glow is gradually rising.

Richard took out his father's royal token and looked at it, then put it away again, and said to Motriti, "Now, this thing is useless. ”

It was only because it was his father's possession that he kept it. From now on, Richard was no longer a nobleman, and he no longer had the power to command the caravanserais anywhere in the kingdom. No, it's not a kingdom anymore.

"So what?"

"The island of Aktura is separated from this continent by a distant ocean. To get to the Akturau Plateau, only the ports on the west coast of the Land of Discord have ships. As for me...... I can't help you anymore. ”

"You're not leaving here?"

"Of course I'm going to get out of here, whether I'm going to go with you or whatever, don't you see I've been hanging you from the back of your car these days? Richard smiled self-deprecatingly.

Motriti fell back to the ground from the high wall and walked away without looking back.

Richard looked back at Motriti's back, and was a little stunned for a moment, and suddenly he didn't know what to think, and shouted, "Will you be back?" I mean...... Depart Aktura Island. ”

"Back. Motriti's voice reached Richard's head through the connection established between the two.

"My heart, in Snow City. ”

Richard thought back to what Motridy had just said, and he was gone, and after leaving this place, he was going to Sunny Snow City and settle down there. There's no better place than Sunny Snow City, where the city's defenses are solid and it's the closest to here. The location of the Radiant Grand Alliance is also a glimpse of the contractors.

For Motriti, it's different. The people who exist in Qingxue City are all her strong enemies, and the Ministry of Intelligence will not let her go, and she also wants to cover up the aura of her relic contractor, steal the ancient book, and make her completely turn against her.

How interesting it is that the former benefactor is now standing in different forces, fighting hard for their own interests and each other.

And, Priest, the knight who mistook divine magic for her. The feeling of bathing in the holy light is more comfortable than anything else, and it would be nice to give her a chance to change sides......

Suddenly, Motriti felt a tremor in her soul, a feeling of extreme pain, as if she would immediately lose consciousness in the next moment.

You can't think about such a thing...... The contractor betrays the ruins and will die!

Motriti used the powerful mental control that long-term meditation had given her to free herself from this pain.

"Wait, didn't Xiaoying just escape from Sunny Snow City?" suddenly thought to Richard, who was halfway there.

That's right, but her heart can't escape.