"Renault, what are you doing?"

"Why is it suddenly so bright outside?"

A mercenary who noticed the situation walked out of the door and saw the daytime night sky. He had never seen such a signal flare, but he instinctively felt something was wrong.

Has murderous intent!

Right ahead!

"Swish--"

The poisonous snake spitted out a dagger like a letter from Renault's hand in front of him, and a cold light flashed and he grabbed his throat.

"What are you doing!"

The mercenary was full of souls and wanted to dodge as soon as his neck shrank, but the dagger in "Renault"'s hand was extremely flexible. It changed the trajectory of the attack with a slight wave, and instantly changed from sweeping and retracting to forward stab.

"Renault" also shortened slightly and leaned into the arms of the mercenaries.

This was a very fast time.

The mercenaries had no chance to dodge, and they were instantly stabbed by "Renault" dagger.

"What happened!"

"Why did you fight?"

The mercenaries in the room reacted when they saw the movement at the door, and they realized that something was wrong when they saw the dagger that penetrated their bodies and the splattering blood.

"He is not Renault! Renault has been transferred! Brothers, search the guys!"

Narid looked at Renault at this moment. Renault's eyes were simple and shy, just like a boy who had just come to a big city from the countryside.

However, at this moment, Renault's eyes were filled with murderous intent and extreme coldness. His deep eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, reflecting the people in the room.

This is obviously a look that only a veteran on the battlefield has.

The sound of footsteps came outside the room.

Narid's heart tightened, he pursed his lips, and lowered his body and hid under the wine cabinet.

Only he is the strongest in the room, and he can clearly hear the footsteps outside, while the mercenaries under his command are still rushing forward desperately.

This is an opportunity.

He just needs to sneak along the wine cabinet to the backyard to release his pet. At that time, whether he continues to fight or escapes by taking advantage of the situation, it will be easier.

Outside the door, Renault threw the mercenary's body aside, wiped his hand on his face, and a firm and fierce face suddenly appeared.

There is no need to disguise anymore.

All the people His Majesty wants to arrest are there, and there are quite a few!

Behind him, more and more soldiers from Winter City rushed in. They were wearing strong and holding sharp eyes, and a group of soldiers surrounded the entire house.

"Catch it if you can, and kill it if you resist!"

"Put down your weapon, hold your head and squat down!"

The roar of soldiers in Winter City exploded in the quiet darkness, but was soon swallowed up by the darkness again.

The gathering place of the slave hunting team is too hidden.

Even so much noise now, it could not alarm the guards of Kalanri Royal City.

Most of the slave hunting teams are tough guys who lick blood from the knife. Although they are not as good as the elite soldiers in the royal city, they will always encounter some attacking monsters every year, which can be considered as having experienced many battles.

No one surrendered at this moment.

They seemed to think that leaning against the narrow corridor of the room, one man was the pass, and ten thousand men could not open it, so that all the soldiers who emerged from somewhere could be exhausted.

But the moment the weapons were handed over.

They found themselves outrageously wrong.

The first one to rush into the room was a crusader, who was as high as 40. How could these soldiers of the slave-capturing team, who were only more than ten levels, resist it?

The Crusader's shield just pushed forward with a light push.

Suddenly, people were overturned.

The sword in his hand swept forward, and several heads soared into the sky, blood splattered, shocking the other mercenaries in the house.

Even the sword and shield soldiers of Winter City were equally brave. Although they were not as powerful as the Crusaders, they were more than twenty levels under strict practice.

Some of them have been on the battlefield many times.

For example, the elite player who played Renault has reached more than thirty.

A man who is a man becomes a joke.

As more and more soldiers from Winter City entered the room, the slave hunting team's mercenaries gradually became blocked in the corner like the quail, and could only put down their weapons and surrender with their heads.

"Who are you? Which army in Kalanry? We are the hunting team that serves His Majesty the King! Have you hit the wrong person?"

Some mercenaries questioned amid the chaos.

However, the next moment, a long sword had passed by.

The Crusader kicked the mercenary in the chest and pulled out the sword according to this force.

"Everyone, close your mouth."

"If anyone talks, he will die!"

The mercenaries of the slave hunting team closed their mouths in awe of frustration and doubt. They didn't understand what was going on. Is His Majesty the King going to kill them and erase the stain on them?

This is the only possibility.

"Boom!" A loud bang came from the backyard of the house.

Then there were heavy footsteps and the crazy roar of the dragon beast.

It's Narid.

He has successfully joined his dragon beast.

And he already had an enlightenment in his heart.

These soldiers were obviously not Karanri's soldiers.

He knew the leaders of various legions of Kalanri, but no soldier of the legion would be so elite and powerful.

There is only one answer in the end.

These must be the soldiers of Winter City. Although it is incredible, no one would have thought that the soldiers of Winter City would suddenly attack Kalanri Royal City at this time, and it seemed to be targeting them in the slave capturing team.

Narid is not a fool.

He had known King Winter and knew that King Winter prefers submen. It is very likely that King Winter already knew what their slave capturing team had done.

This time, once he is caught by the soldiers of King Winter, he will definitely be worse than death.

So he never thought about fighting, and he ran towards the royal city while controlling his dragon beast.

As long as you escape to Your Majesty, there will be a glimmer of hope.

No matter how arrogant and domineering the soldiers of King Winter are, they cannot kill a minister in front of the king of the other country.

Moreover, as the king's personal guard and the top Sky Knight, the boss may be able to save his life by saying a few words.

The idea is beautiful.

The reality is cruel.

Narid wanted to break his head and never thought that the king in the capital had been replaced.

And his boss.

The general pusher of the slave hunting team.

But he didn't even have the qualification to be mentioned, and he turned into coke in the violent lightning.

"Get out! Get out! Otherwise you will kill you!"

Narid rode on the dragon beast and shouted, waving the spear in his hand.

No matter how garbage the dragon beast is, it still has a trace of dragon blood. When charging, it looks amazing and has an unstoppable posture.

"It's not worth it to let him go and don't go head-on with the dragon beast."

A soldier in winter gave orders to the soldiers around him, and everyone dispersed and watched Narid leave arrogantly on the dragon beast.

"Captain, is he letting him go?"

The soldiers were a little unwilling to give up.

"There will be someone to deal with him, and they are also good at dealing with such giant beasts. Our mission is to catch people and kill people, not to wrestle the arm of these monsters."

"Okay, go back."

The soldiers returned to the house in a daze when they heard this, and the Narid, who was running away while controlling the dragon beast, also met a group of priests holding heavy scepters on the way.

"Where is the smelly priest coming from? Get out of here!"
Chapter completed!