"Is that what you're here for?" Guido nodded after licking his tongue as he looked at the blade in front of him that exuded murderous intent.

"I'll give you something, and we'll be clear from now on. ”

After giving the balance of the hired blade to the blade in front of him, Quito gave them a treasure that was said to have been stored in a spell.

The blade left with murderous intent.

"That Nether ......" Guido had a big head, and if he had known that he was going to target Saba, he wouldn't have let the Blades do it.

As a result, there is such a big incident now.

It's unclear what happened to the Blade Group, but the news of the change in the Blade Team is about to spread.

"But what did Lord Adam do when I asked me to hand over the treasure that stored all kinds of spells to the Blades?" Guido frowned, but quickly gave up thinking about it.

At the same time, another member of the Blade Team also met with another person.

"Is that so?" said the man, sitting on the dining table and chair, eating gracefully with his knife and fork, and only when he had finished eating.

"I funded you to conclude the Blade Ceremony, but I never thought that you would have to go to a dead end because of such a mission. ”

The head of the blade was lowered, and he didn't dare to speak, so he could only wait for the person in front of him to be executed.

"I'll give you one last bit of funding, and then whether you succeed or not, you will have nothing to do with the family. ”

After saying that, the man waved his hand, and the blade hurriedly retreated and left.

Next to the Acorn Collar, among the Raya Collars, a nobleman named Raleigh threw three daggers encrusted with precious stones in front of a sharp blade and spoke.

"Tonight, Raya Collar will not rule out militia patrols, you will be able to get a map from here through Acorn Collar Ronnie's Castle, as for the rest of what to say and not to say, you should understand. ”

The blade nodded, picked up three daggers, and turned to leave.

More and more blades began to move, and they began to gather towards the Acorn Collar, either from the adjacent territory, or disguised as passing caravans, or even infiltrated the homes of the Acorn Collar tenants.

The private army of the Ronnie family issued martial law at the first time, and then organized the militia to build a defensive line.

In the distance, in the oak forest, a few Nothings formed robes by fused silk stood at the top of the treetops, watching what was happening at Ronnie's Castle.

The news was extremely keen, and they made the first move.

The purpose is not to rescue the Ronnie family, but to ensure that the fact that the Ronnie family is a xenomorph family is exposed, which is the duty of the Bloodline Council.

Of course, it is not excluded that some of them have taken private jobs and want to do something under this opportunity.

At the same time, a gap opened in the air on the other side, and an eye emerged from the gap.

The eye stared at everything below, silently waiting, it was making an assessment.

The sun is setting and a little starlight appears in the night sky.

Nether opened her eyes, and her state was fully restored.

He came to the female wall of the castle and looked into the distance.

The torches that were lit at the edge of the women's wall made a gurgling sound in the night breeze.

The flickering firelight, at this moment, did not seem to play a role in illuminating, but made the gloom even darker.

Nesser stood there, waiting for the assassination to take place.

It wasn't that Nether was waiting, not that the Blades were impatient, or that it was for Nether's sake, but that they couldn't afford to wait.

They could all feel the urge of the ritual.

Of all the members of the Blade Group, there is either only one or none of them who can see the sun tomorrow.

Crossbow bolts pierced the night sky and shot at Nether.

Then it exploded before it was intercepted, and countless powders were blown apart.

"Attention!" the Ronnie family's private army reacted immediately.

Nether also met the sorcerers offered by the Ronnie family for the first time.

It was a man dressed in a white robe and a pointed hat, very much in the image of a sorcerer, and he held a large wooden cane in his hand, and because of his thick white beard, it was difficult for Nether to see his face.

He held and waved the cane in his hand, his mental power surged, and a spell was released.

At the top of the wooden cane, there was some kind of finely polished ore, which was his spell book.

The spell he unleashed, familiar and unfamiliar with Nether, was the Dustless Shield.

However, the dustless shield was not placed on his body, but condensed into a ball-like object, flew towards the white powder, absorbed it all, and landed on the overflowing gloom outside the castle.

As if noticing Nether's gaze, the sorcerer named Alenis, turned his head to look at Nether, and then nodded in salute to Nether.

It was not a salute from the servants of the lord's family, but a ritual among fellow sorcerers.

The strength of the sorcerer has reached a certain level, even if he is supported by the family, he still retains a certain status, and he cannot simply be regarded as a retainer.

Nether replied, then continued to focus on the battle.

Under normal circumstances, a non-governmental organization that wants to storm a noble castle is tantamount to killing itself.

The castle walls alone were an insurmountable obstacle.

The extraordinary existence did not make the factor of geographical advantage disappear, but was exerted to the extreme.

Sorcerers are experts at harnessing the forces of nature, and they are able to harness the elements of their surroundings in a variety of ways.

Therefore, most of the Ronnie family did not have any worries about the Blade Group coming out.

If it is an assassination, it may be a headache for the Ronnie family, but if it is a frontal battle, and it is a battle that the Ronnie family is prepared for, the Ronnie family will definitely not be afraid.

"But it is precisely in this situation that if the assassination is successful, the blade group will be able to make up for the deeds and then successfully condense the merits. ”

There was a man who was among the members of the Blade Team, and after seeing that the Blade Team could not even climb through the city walls, he clenched his fists.

A chariot with a horn blowing and difficult to see with ordinary eyes came rushing from a distance.

The surrounding members of the Blade Team had already discovered the chariot and hurriedly got in.

Obviously, it was only a chariot the size of a carriage, but more than 100 members of the Blade Team all got into it smoothly.

"Huh?" Nether looked into the distance, turning the ring in his hand.

With the strength of the Blade Group itself, it is impossible to break through the defense line of the members of the Ronnie family, but if other family members intervene, it is difficult to say.

The power of the noble coat of arms comes from merit, and such power may not be comprehensive, but the functionality is absolutely powerful.

When the ghost-like chariot rushed into the defensive line, the people on the defensive line were obviously a little caught off guard.