"Knock ......"

The half-body of the soldier fell to the ground, and Richard hurriedly dodged backwards, he had never seen such a scene, the cross-section of the soldier's waist was unobstructed before his eyes, and blood was still spurting at him.

Richard was so frightened that he crawled to the side again, and all his strength was used to close his eyes, but no matter how hard he tried, the scene just now remained on his retina, and kept going backwards, replaying, looping......

"Do you remember calling me?" Motriti stood there and gave Richard a faint look.

Motriti was still wearing the same plain coarse cloth clothes as before, so it seemed that her body was extremely thin, and the wind might have blown it away.

Richard heard Motriti talking to him and tried to open his eyes, but he only dared to stare at the ground. The endless imagination in the darkness was gone for a while, but his heartbeat was far from calming.

He was thinking, when did he call Xiaoying? Just thought about it for a moment......

Thought...... One time?

Richard looked at his right hand, and if he felt it carefully, he could still detect a slight difference in the tiger's mouth, he only remembered that the only time he touched Motriti was when he handed her the royal token, but he didn't care at the time.

Looking at the location of the tiger's mouth again, there was a faint mark, which slowly lit up. Richard immediately had a special and wonderful feeling, even if he closed his eyes, he could accurately tell where Motridy was in relation to him at this time, how far away from him was!

That's right, the effect of this sigil is two-way, and while Motriti can know the other party's location, the other party can also know Motriti's location. This must be based on mutual trust, and Motriti would never do that to someone with whom she shouldn't.

"Wait, aren't you going to the inn?" said Richard.

"There's no one there. Motrite walked over to Richard, took out the royal token, and threw it on him.

Richard subconsciously wanted to take it and put it away, but as soon as he moved slightly, his whole body began to hurt.

Motriti glanced at him, then took out a small jar of healing ointment from his body and threw it over.

“...... Thank you. ”

For a moment, Richard thought that the effect of this healing ointment was outstanding, and as long as he applied it to the wound for a while, it would almost heal.

After recovering, Richard came up with the idea of returning to the palace and finding his father no matter what. Then he realized that Motriti was still here, and couldn't help asking, "You, aren't you going to leave here?"

"We've already agreed before, you've got to find a way to get me to the Akturau plateau in the fastest possible time. ”

Richard said with some embarrassment, "I have to go back to the palace now to find my father." ”

With the help of the healing ointment, Richard was able to stand up and walk on his own, but he couldn't run.

Motriti still followed him, so that he could ensure that the rest of the trip was safe.

On the way forward, there will still be royal soldiers who will come to challenge the two of them, but they will be dealt with by Motriti immediately.

Richard walked to the side in such a daze, he didn't even have to use his own hands, and he didn't even see how Motrite made a move, as if a fatal wound had automatically appeared on the enemy's body, and he fell.

The strange thing is that Richard's aristocratic costume is eye-catching enough, and Motriti's appearance is embarrassing enough, and both of them look like they have no offensive or defensive power.

Over time, those who had ideas about Richard did not dare to come forward, and before the two of them could come over, they silently slipped away.

Entering the area of the palace was fairly smooth, and Richard followed the path of his memories straight and turning, and if his father hadn't moved, he would have been in the last palace in this corridor.

Along the way, you can see the palace that has been broken into by the rebels, the light of swords and fires, especially bright in the dark night, and from time to time you can also see the corpses of civilian soldiers or nobles, and the shouts of people and the sound of weapons handing over have never stopped.

"No ......" Richard's heart tightened, and he couldn't help but speed up his pace, but once his movements became bigger, his whole body was extremely sore, and he couldn't keep it any longer.

Richard gritted his teeth and survived, his destination was close at hand, the palace that belonged to his father had no fire, no sound emanating, and was so quiet that it was out of place elsewhere.

Although there were doubts in his heart, Richard's feet almost rushed in, "Father?"

I saw an old man dressed in aristocratic clothes with pale hair, lying on his back on the ground, his head pointing at Richard's toes, and his eyes were wide open, staring at him deadly.

There were no lights in the room, only the light of the fire shining in from the outside, and Richard could only see his father's face. Although it was not possible to see where the wound was, or if his father was not killed by a cold weapon, it was certain that he was dead.

"How could it be ......" Richard crouched down in despair, he wanted to say something more to his father, or even take him out of this place worse than hell, but there was no chance.

"Where's the lamp?" asked Motriti.

"Uh...... At the table in front, I'll come. Richard stood up and walked deeper into the darkness.

Motrite stood beside Richard's father's body for a moment, and in her position, looking into the darkness, Richard was no longer visible.

Richard reached the table, groped with his hand on the table for a while, and before he could touch the place where the candlestick was, a sharp cold wind swept behind him. Luckily, Richard moved quickly and fell to the side, otherwise his head would have moved.

The figure that suddenly appeared in the darkness did not give up, and Richard barely stood up by clinging to the edge of the table, and now was the right time to start.

"Whew-"

The sound of a match being struck turned on, and the candlestick on the table was lit, and at some point Motriti arrived, and a burning match was still in her hand.

The two of them also saw the face of the man in the darkness, dressed in black and masked, holding a dagger with a curved thorn in his hand.

Motriti somewhat understood why she couldn't sense the aura of someone here, maybe this person had been invisible before.

In that case, he must be dealt with as soon as possible!Motriti thought that she would overtake Richard in front of him and go in front of the man in black.

The man in black did not take it lightly when he saw that the clothes were worn out and covered in blood, just the simple action of Motriti walking towards him could make him see many things, this woman was definitely not easy to deal with.

At this time, Richard stopped Motriti with death, and at the same time pulled out the long sword at his waist, "I'm going to kill this person with my own hands!"

"You ......" Motriti thought to herself that Richard was definitely no match for the man in black, but now that he had lost his mind, it would be better to let him vent. It was the first time Motridy had done this kind of thing, watching Richard fight with the man in black, and he was also responsible for Richard's safety.

The royal city of the Slom Kingdom is like this, but not necessarily in the rest of the kingdom, Richard controls the post station system of the entire kingdom, and with his support, it should not be difficult to find a quick way to get to the Akturau Plateau.

So Richard can't die.

Mothretty took a few steps back and stood at the base of the wall so that Richard could stagger from the man in black, and Mothretty threw out the still burning match in his hand.

"Ahh The match had slipped through his pupils, blood trickling through the cracks between his fingers, and he let out a miserable cry before pulling the match out. In order not to affect him from this defect, the man in black pulled down the turban above his left eye to cover his left eye, which had lost his vision.

The man in black lost a small part of his vision and had to endure the constant tingling sensation, and Richard immediately turned the situation back.

Richard's combat method has no skill and regularity at all, it is completely a random sword swing, stabbing, the long sword in his hand will be knocked away by a slam blow from the man in black at any time, but the man in black did not do this, it may be too uncomfortable, he has been dodging backwards.

Richard knew that it was Motriti who helped him, and he didn't want Motriti to do this to help him reduce the difficulty, but seeing the man in black frowning painfully, he actually felt the pleasure of revenge, and the power and speed of his sword swing also increased greatly invisibly!

The man in black slowly walked in the direction of the exit of the palace, and Richard said that he was going to flee.

Richard rushed forward and slashed down with his sword, only to feel that he had struck a particularly hard object, and the blade stopped on the arm of the man in black who was stretched out to block, and he could no longer go down, and his wrist went numb.

The man in black's clothes were torn open by Richard, revealing the contents inside. It was also a royal token, belonging to Richard's father.

The token fell to the ground, and the man in black disappeared into the night outside without picking it up.

"Damn ......!" Richard crouched down to pick up the fallen token, and by the flickering candlelight, he saw a shallow mark on it from the sword he had just slashed. On the front is engraved the coat of arms symbolizing the royal family of Slom, and on the back, it is his father's name.

Richard looked up at his father, who had fallen in the doorway, and a sour feeling welled up in his nose.

His father was shot directly through the heart by the man in black. Richard put away his sword, stepped forward, and closed his father's eyes.

"I was derelict in my duty for failing to avenge you. Richard whispered.