Chapter 142 The Castle. Interception Part 2

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As he was hit by an arrow again, cracks began to appear on Shiva's chest armor. However, compared to the completely smashed and bloody wound on his back, the hit this time , there is no need to care about it at all; and the personal bodyguard of the Marquis of Vauban, the head of the bodyguards of many bodyguards, didn't care at all.

After all, Shiva, who is a silver knight, has already reached an unbelievable level of control over himself when he reached the silver level.

It was like the wound on his back, which looked bloody and bloody, but it didn't have the bleeding profusion of ordinary people and couldn't stop the bleeding at all.

This is the biggest difference between the silver level and below.

And it is precisely because of this difference that the Silver Knight has an unimaginable combat power, and even, in the eyes of ordinary people, it is almost immortal.

Of course, this is from the eyes of ordinary people. In a real battle, injuries such as severed heads and pierced hearts are fatal to the Silver Knight.

It was as if behind this Khiva bodyguard, there was another silver knight with his abdominal cavity pierced.

At this moment, the silver knight was leaning against the wall, only breathing lightly, and he might die at any moment—even if his abdominal cavity was already wrapped in layers of cloth strips, if he had to Even with proper treatment, the final result is already predictable.

It is definitely not a joke that a "aid" silver-level knight died in Vauban County, and it may even cause hostilities and wars between the two counties.

Therefore, Shiva is working hard to open a passage and fight for a way out for the seriously injured Silver Knight beside him.

It is also for Vauban County to avoid a possible war!

but……

Shiva's gaze turned to the outside of the side hall—there was the opponent who attacked him and the crossbowman team led by the three great knights.

The other opponent who raided the Silver Knight beside him disappeared without a trace, followed by seven great knights and more crossbowmen.

This made Shiva very disturbed.

After all, the adult he is loyal to is not by his side.

Thinking of the safety of that adult,

Shiva charged again.

It's a pity that Shiva's charge is useless against a silver knight who is comparable to him, plus a team of crossbowmen led by three great knights.

He was forced back again.

Moreover, after the breastplate once again withstood the attack, it was completely shattered.

bang!

Shiva threw down his useless breastplate, stood in the room, and looked at the opponent opposite. His serious face was even more meticulous at this time.

Unable to delay any longer, he was ready to go all out.

And at this moment, in his line of sight, the light of the communication crystal came from the opponent who blocked him——

"Poke, gather at the first target location!"

In the deep voice, there was a hint of irrefutable.

Then, Shiva saw his opponent who had been pestering him all this time, leading his subordinates, and quickly withdrew without the slightest nostalgia.

Shiva should have breathed a sigh of relief when the enemy retreated.

However, the words "first target" in the communication crystal made him more uneasy.

Shiva looked at the retreating enemy, and then at the "aider" beside him who was seriously injured and dying. In the end, he gritted his teeth, approached the opponent, and said in a low voice, "Hold on! I'll be right back!"

Between the Marquis of Vauban and the opponent, Shiva chose the former; after pouring the only dose of wound medicine on his body into the opponent's mouth and wound, Shiva picked up his two-handed giant sword, and followed those surprise attacks. Those who left behind.

But after only a few corridors, the attackers in front stopped.

Although the fog was thick, Shiva was sure that the other party had already discovered him, and the other party's reckless attitude kept ringing the alarm bell in his heart.

However, after he saw the Marquis of Vauban who was surrounded by heavy siege not far away, Shiva launched a charge regardless of everything.

The huge two-handed sword wiped out all the members of the surrounding "Brotherhood" with a whistling sound—

"grown ups!"

Shiva reached out to support the crumbling Marquis Vauban, with deep concern in his eyes.

"I'm fine, what about Lord Mott?"

The Marquis of Vauban waved his hand and asked his chief guard.

"After being attacked by the sudden magic before, I was plotted against and seriously injured!"

Shiva spoke truthfully, and this caused the Marquis of Vauban to look sad again.

In fact, his only expectation now is Shiva and Mott by his side.

However, the cruelty of reality once again told the old marquis how impossible what he thought was—Shiva was beside him, and that Mott was seriously injured and fell into a coma.

What else could he do to turn the situation around?

"Even if the situation cannot be reversed...the safety of that adult must be guaranteed!"

The old Marquis took a deep breath and stood up without relying on his chief guard as much as possible. He looked at the large number of enemies in front of him and said very quickly: "Go and protect the lord in the hall. Where you need to play...Here, leave it to me!"

"But, my lord..."

"Go!"

The chief guard wanted to say something, but was interrupted sharply by the Marquis.

"Yes, my lord!"

Seeing the stern face of the old Marquis, Shiva bowed and ran towards the hall not far behind.

And until Shiva disappeared, the members of the 'Brotherhood' in front of him, including the silver-level Pok with an ax and gun, didn't move.

Just like that, Shiva was allowed to leave.

"bring it on!"

The Marquis of Vauban raised the long sword in his hand again with great difficulty, and pointed at the enemy on the opposite side - although he had the strength of a knight when he was young, as he grew older, the Marquis of Vauban had already lost his original bravery. I was able to support myself before, except for the magic items I carried on my body, it was just that the enemy on the opposite side didn't kill me.

As the Marquis of Vauban who has participated in real battles, this is not difficult to feel.

Although it is not clear why the other party will show mercy to his subordinates, the Marquis of Vauban understands the other party's malicious intentions and... long-term plot.

After all, being able to set up such a magic circle in his castle without him noticing it is definitely not something that can be accomplished overnight.

Even, the other party placed more than one or two people.

This made the Marquis of Vauban, who has always been known as quite cunning and wise, feel the burning pain on his face and a strong sense of humiliation, which made him ashamed to face the one who trusted him, but put himself in a dangerous situation Therefore, the Marquis of Vauban is going to wash away his humiliation and prove his dignity with blood.

Whether it's the enemy's or your own.

"Your Excellency, Marquis of Vauban, don't worry, don't worry..."

A voice rang out, still low and deep, so that the Marquis of Vauban could easily distinguish the owner of this voice, who was the one who rang out from time to time since the beginning of the battle, commanding the overall situation.

The Marquis of Vauban tried his best to widen his eyes, looking in the direction of the voice.

He wanted to see what the person who made him fail looked like.

The black-colored robe, without the sculpted waist of the scholar's robe, looks a little fat, but it will never get in the way. The steps are neat enough, and the staff in the hand, following such steps, makes a sound like There was a sound like a drumbeat, and when the opponent's face was completely revealed from the fog, the Marquis of Vauban was stunned.

"Derlinde?!"

The Marquis of Vauban looked in disbelief at his former wizard consultant who died of illness a year ago—the Marquis of Vauban was full of surprises, although he had already guessed in front of the situation before him, There were other lurkers beside him, but he never thought that it would be his dead wizard consultant.

"Yes, Lord Marquis!"

As in the past, the former wizard advisor of Vauban County saluted the Marquis of Vauban in this way; then, he straightened his waist, and with a smile that was not the same as the Marquis of Vauban's memory, he introduced himself again : "Yetier, the branch minister of Vauban County, the four counties in the north of the Emerald Kingdom of the Brotherhood—Delinde, is my alias, please don't take offense!"

"Are you here for Grand Duke Nick?"

The Marquis of Vauban asked with certainty.

With the appearance of the other party, all unreasonable and unconventional things were explained.

After all, the other party had served him as a wizard consultant for five years, and five years was obviously enough for a great wizard who could freely enter Fort Vauban.

Damn it!

The remorseful curse from the Marquis of Vauban made him clenched his fists.

Yetier clearly saw the clenched fist of the old marquis, the master wizard couldn't help laughing, like a winner, Yetier, the great wizard of the 'Brotherhood', began to talk about everything ——

"Your wisdom is still so admirable... If I hadn't been dead for a long time, I am afraid that this plan would not have gone so smoothly—since I became your wizard advisor six years ago, until one year ago Those who died before, and the notes of Master Onedon that were not discovered not long ago...all of this is my plan!"

"Of course, Master Oneton's notebook was an accident; however, I don't mind taking advantage of it—you and the Grand Duchess have too deep prejudices against our 'Brotherhood', so that Our kindness is always rejected, so we have to give you and the grand lady a counterattack... Although the preparation time is a bit longer, it is very difficult to deal with a gold-level powerhouse and the county king. Say, it's worth it!"

"Presumably, from now on, other emerald nobles will definitely examine our goodwill, instead of arrogantly rejecting it as before—of course, I am not a heartless person, so, as I once Serving adults, I don't mind, because of the past friendship, I will give you another chance...to join the brotherhood!"

Yetier looked sincerely at the Marquis of Vauban in front of him.

"Joining a fraternity? That's really a joke - you guys just need more fertile ground to breed, whether it's my County Vauban, or anywhere else... So, please don't say 'bromance' two Words, this is really an insult!"

Just like the last refusal, the Marquis of Vauban sneered outright.

At the same time, he began to tear off the hypocritical mask of the great wizard in front of him - some things can't be seen clearly when they exist in the fog, but they are clear when they are in front of them.

It was as if the Marquis of Vauban was puzzled and perplexed that this ambush, which he was very sure of, would fail.

When, Delinde... No, when Yetil walked out, everything became very clear.

Of course, it also includes the fact that the real purpose of the other party's words is general.

"This is really a pity. I thought we could continue to get along happily... Look, I, like you, am a person who habitually prepares a reservation plan—although there is still a gap in your voice, However, the Marquis who has experienced a battle and suffered some accidental injuries, even if the voice is a little different, others will not doubt it, right?"

Yetier shook his head regretfully, and spoke slowly—the voice ranged from deep, to peaceful, to unquestionable in grace. In just one sentence, Yetier's voice was almost the same as that of the Marquis of Vauban It was exactly the same, and his face also began to change, like ripples like water, appearing in front of him.

When everything stopped, another Marquis of Vauban appeared.

If the latter hadn't been wearing a wizard's robe, he would have been exactly the same as the Marquis of Vauban in front of him.

"You won't succeed!"

The Marquis of Vauban gritted his teeth and squeezed out such words - even if the other party didn't explain, he could guess what the other party wanted to do, and this made the Marquis of Vauban feel the pain of burning inside.

Because, the Marquis of Vauban knew very well that the other party could really do such a thing.

And he... was helpless.

"Thank you for your trust in five years!"

Yetier said in the voice of the Marquis of Vauban, then turned around and walked towards the core of the magic circle that spread throughout the entire Vauban Castle—he needed to complete the final work there.

The exact same face and voice, but full of resentment and high-sounding insidiousness.

That scene is really indescribable irony.

At least, in Dean's eyes, that's how it is.

Standing in a dense mist, Dean was like a pillar beside him, without the slightest breath of life.

Even the movement of the fingers is done carefully.

Even when his fingertips touched the scroll, Dean didn't relax in the slightest.

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ps second update~

For the current decadence, adding more is really a bit difficult, so I can only have the opportunity to write a big chapter-although the 4,000-word chapter is a bit shabby, it also proves that decadence has worked hard, right?

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