The sunset has completely sunk under the ground, and the clouds are like fire gradually disappearing from the horizon. Then the dim blue begins to slowly become the master of the sky, leaving only a faint redness struggling in the horizon, slowly from the other direction
The extended darkness began to once again bring everything on the earth into one's own arms.
The end of the day should be a warm time. People who have been busy all day finally have the opportunity to temporarily liberate themselves from the shackles of life. The sparse flow of people surging on the streets and gradually absorbed into the city, at the dining table.
, or use nagging in a tavern to vent your fatigue for the whole day.
However, there are also some people who are destined to be unable to enjoy such a life. The King Hunting 391
For example, the more than thirty knights gathered near a small square.
"Mr. Yulia. The bodies of these three patrolmen were found in a deserted alley not far from here. The weapons on their bodies were gone..." A knight immediately possessed himself and came towards the horse.
The Silver Armored Knight gave a big gift. The other party just nodded and signaled him to retreat.
Under the silver-cleared armor, the female paladin's face was as deep as water... Her eyes swept across the side and the three corpses placed on the wooden board. She couldn't help but grit her teeth gently.
In addition to these three, at least six patrolmen have lost their lives in the past three days for no reason. In her memory, this is an unprecedented major case in ten years... Although the Zijing District has always been called Gushan
The root of the city's dirty and dirty trash, although those dirty wanderers or choose kind and innocent people to take action and kill their lives, they usually do not have the courage to put their ideas on the patrolmen, except they are really forced to do so.
Being desperate, otherwise the people will not fight with officials is a very good rule to be followed...
But lately, everything seems to have become different.
The female paladin shook her head irritably, and drove away the chaotic thoughts, allowing herself to focus on the tragedy.
The same method of killing people is all wounded by a sword that cuts its throat. The soldiers' equipment, whether it is chain armor or horse boots, was pulled out completely, leaving only a pair of pants... This is obviously not a killing that was intended for a moment, but
Purposeful action.
But there is only so much that can be learned. This murderer is probably a very experienced killer and never leaves any clues. Therefore, before the mages who can use prophetic spells are ready, everything can only be kept in the face of
In that foggy layer.
"The morning light is above..." The paladin lowered his eyes and murmured, for those souls that had passed away, and for guiding his own soul.
"Miss Yulia. You have inspected more than a dozen hourglass today." The call from a distance made the woman raise her eyes and see the concerned, somewhat childish young face: "If you feel tired, you might as well
Leave these things to the knights to deal with? There are so many words on the Internet."
"It doesn't matter, this is nothing to me. Try to deal with these so that I can share the burden on my father..." The woman forced her voice to bring some firmness.
Yes, for the father.
The chaotic thoughts seemed to have taken the opportunity to surge into my heart again.
Although I have seen my father coughing and working while he was young, and even a heart-wrenching and painful expression, I have seen it recently, I can clearly feel the man's weakness, even though his cough seems to be eased.
, However, the lack of breath in words, the weak movements, and even his forced smile will make the woman feel that her heart is covered by layers of haze.
"This is impossible...you're making a mistake!"
The screams and noises subsided, and the paladin raised his head and noticed a group of figures approaching—the soldiers of the four city guards pressed against the shoulders of the two thin half-elves, leading them to the female horse.
"We are all honest people here, how could we kill people? And they are the patrol masters? They killed us almost..." The half-elf civilian struggled, and the seemingly thin people also burst out with powerful power, allowing the patrolman to
The soldiers grabbed them even tighter with dissatisfaction: "It was obviously someone who threw them to us after they had done it, so the fool couldn't see it!"
"Shut up! Tom's blood was scattered all over the floor. How could it be moved? You damn bastard!" One of the patrolmen obviously had something to do with a certain victim, so he didn't mind giving this unlucky
The guy bent his knees and kicked a few times: "I'll tell you nonsense, let me eat your shoes, including the tongue of the shoes! Kneel down!"
"Someone saw this guy appearing in a dead place, and we found this guy." After scolding, he reported, and raised his hand. Heart hunting King 391
"Before the trial, no one can determine whether you are guilty, we will only take you to the place where you are judged." The paladin's eyes swept over a dagger in the soldier's hand - the standard weapon of the patrolmen
, looking at the worn-out jacket on the civilian, he could only sigh and comfort him warmly: "If you are really innocent, then there is no need to worry."
"no!"
A sudden hoarse shout shocked the female knight. When she looked around, she realized that at some point, many people were surrounded by the simple open space.
In groups of three or three, they stood at the intersection, poking their heads out from the windows of the dilapidated houses, doors or places. At least two or three hundred worn-out figures were still gathering from around them, almost within this short ten breaths.
, has occupied all the paths around it. Then, this small empty field.
"You can't follow them! You'll die if you follow them!" A sharp voice suddenly rang in the crowd, overshadowing all the mess around: "These bastards are just pretending, they have already started!
They want to arrest our people and send them away batch by batch! All kinds of maintenance of public security are excuses. They just want to arrest us, but they are afraid that there are too many people in us!"
"Shut up, be quiet!"
The knights became nervous. They mobilized their horse heads and surrounded them into a small circle. A knight closest to the civilian turned his spear and slapped it hard, causing the guy to scream and retreat backwards!
"We are not afraid of you! Do we oppress those of us who have a sword because we have swords?" The Internet does not skip words.
A loud scream with a big tongue rang out, and the crowd spread a little, revealing the person who was speaking, a half-elf man with gray hair and scattered stubble.
He staggered forward, hugging a large wine bottle, as if that thing could give him enough courage to spit out his words: "Yesterday, just yesterday, these guys even attacked our temple
, Lord Priest, the goddess who has been relieved of our illness for free, has been captured by them, and was thrown into the black prison without even judgment! Many of our brothers have been thrown into the mine
Now!"
This was a stimulus that was obviously extremely effective. A response sound suddenly sounded in the crowd, becoming more and more grand:
"When did you care about our life or death? It has been three years since Tina's youngest daughter was killed by someone on the east side. Have you ever caught the murderer?"
"There is also the unlucky old Hawk, whose last little money disappeared, and there was not even a coffin for the burial..."
"They didn't treat us as human beings! Never!"
"Yes, they are just going to treat us as slaves!" As if they were about to drown themselves, the man yelled in a hoarse voice: "Don't think we... uh, don't know anything! The kingdom prohibits selling
Slaves, but they captured our people under the name of labor!"
"Shut up your stinky mouth, you humble..." a knight cursed and raised the spear in his hand, but before swinging it, a silver hand armor had been raised to stop him from moving.
"Civilians, please don't believe these meaningless rumors! Gushan City did not wrongly accuse any harmless people, nor did they send them anywhere..." Yulia frowned tightly as a paladin
, She never tolerate violence against innocent people... But after the young woman spoke, she found that she had no idea how to face this large area of gaze full of doubts and dissatisfaction... She could only use negation in vain
Make a defense.
So this defense was interrupted.
"My dad...my dad has no sin at all! He pays taxes to you every month. Please, can you let him go?" The tender voice suddenly shook everyone's eyes from the paladin.
Pull it away and project it onto the child who suddenly opened his mouth.
Then a woman hurriedly squeezed out of the crowd, covered the little boy's mouth, and she raised her head and looked at the approaching noble cavalry with a pleading look.
Therefore, this sound triggered a greater response.
"Let the Duke give us an explanation! Do you want us to die if you catch people randomly every few days?" The net did not jump. A woman shouted. The heart hunting king 391
"Duke? It would be great if the Duke was still there!" Another woman's voice responded: "My aunt's uncle's younger brother's daughter has an errand in the city. She said that the Duke is seriously ill and is already several years old.
I can't control things in ten days. Now it's good and bad now. Is it possible to give orders?"
"The same goes for my aunt's daughter's friend's mother..."
One by one, one voice came out from every corner, squeezing people's nerves little by little... Unconsciously, they had already outlined the story in their hearts, and the original fear was put on them.
The order of the two continued to collapse.
"These damn liars, murderers! They murdered the Duke, this is a conspiracy! We cannot compromise!" The crowd slowly crowded, and new people continued to join here in the back. They were moving forward noisy and chaotic, and the most
The people ahead slowly approached the knights.
The mixed voices rose and almost rang over the entire block for a moment: "We can't be sold by them as goods!"
"This..." The female paladin couldn't help but feel at a loss. She never thought that she would encounter such a thing: "Please calm down, we will have a way..." she shouted, but compared to the roar of those people,
The woman's voice was insignificant.
"Quiet!"
The sound created by the illusion technique rolled out like thunder and spread throughout the city...
In such a loud noise, even trained horses would neigh and kick involuntarily, forcing the knights to try their best to comfort them, while humans reflexively focused their attention to the place where the sound was made... Willian lightly
He rode his horse gently, and this mount that he had casted spells quietly passed through the knights and came to the paladins.
"Please be quiet and restrain yourself. I don't know where you heard these rumors, but such nonsense will not bring you any benefits... You are choosing to be enemies with the Duke!"
The apprentice of the wizard took a deep breath and glanced at the civilians who were slightly shocked: "Yes, the Duke is now sick, but it is not as serious as your rumors. We will soon
I will find out the reason, and I guarantee you with the reputation of the nobles that I will definitely give you a reasonable explanation."
The crowd was silent like never before... The sound expanded by the sound art contains quite reasonableness, which makes the half-elves start to be thought about...
However, this riot is destined not to end easily.
"Pretending, what are you doing? Can what you say count?" The net does not jump. The screams from the corner soon destroyed the efforts of the young apprentice: "We can't even recognize you when we return to the castle.
Who are you? Who knows what happened afterwards? What can you do if you don’t say it? Pretending asshole!”
Willian frowned, and he keenly identified the figure in a gray-brown robe from the crowd, but the latter did not give him a chance to observe carefully, and then disappeared into the crowd.
"This is something wrong. Miss Yulia, please prepare the Knights for defense and avoid riots..." Yulian lowered his voice and suggested to the female paladin beside him.
However, before he could finish speaking, a sharp roar broke him - a rock was thrown over. He ran straight to his forehead, and then flew away with a snap, if it weren't for the female paladin beside him, he took the lead and carried it first
With iron gloves, this stone will make Willian's head bleed!
The stones became more dense at this time. Although they could only make a jingle sound on the knight's armor, the scene could be more chaotic!
"It's so stupid! Willian! What can we tell you about these untouchables? They are so arrogant that they are simply holding the nobles hostage! With this, these guys should be hung all over!" A loud and cold sneered.
From one end of the square, the crowds were immediately separated - more than ten riders crashed into it, causing the people who were originally blocking the front to roll and crawl, but they still ran slowly
The horse's hooves were knocked away without any mercy!
The first rider was sitting upright with the Thyssenkrulls' apprentice knight. He rode his horse gracefully, briskly through the crowd, and at the same time he ordered loudly, not seeming to care whether this would completely push things up
disaster:
"Knights! Take those damn untouchables out of here, and those who are too talkative! If anyone dares to move around, let them taste the taste of arrows! I don't believe that you mobs can do it
How are we? Are you afraid of unity? I want to see how powerful you bastards are, whether you dare to send your heads over and hit my sword? Brave soldiers, come on! Drive them away!
Let these bastards know what the weapons in your hands are for!”
"Enough, Thyssenkrull! You will only make them..." At this moment, even Yulia felt something strange. She waved her hand and interrupted her deputy's roar with pride...
However, it seems a little late to stop.
After all, as a knight attendant, this Klein Letney Thyssenkrull has a knight captain title in Gushan City, and his statement is more in line with the psychology of the noble knights... In addition to the Paladins
, How many people will consider the problem from the perspective of those untouchables, and how many people will consider the life and death of those guys?
"Get out of here, you bastards!"
A knight scolded and kicked a half-elf away with a horse. The latter was approaching his horse and trying to steal something. Maybe that's the case, but maybe that unlucky guy was given a gift.
It was pushed out. But no matter what, the Knight's steel-toed boots were not a joke. The poor man's forehead suddenly saw red. He staggered back, but unfortunately,
A wooden stake was blocking his way by chance. Then, with a sharp and harsh friction, the guy spat out a mouthful of blood into the sky with a puff!
The blood in the dark seemed particularly dazzling.
It also broke the last tense string in everyone's heart.
"Bastard, these damn noble lackeys are finally showing their tails! They are going to catch people!" "Murderer, don't let him run away!" "Murderer, kill people!"
...The crowd was in an uproar. Then countless stones and wood chips flew around!
"We are not slaves, we cannot be captured by them just like this!" "We must unite to fight these dirty lords for our freedom!"
"...Stop! Everyone retreated!" Yulia also issued an order, but she was not blessed with the sound magic. This sound seemed particularly weak in the sound of horse hooves and the friction of the armor around her.
Puchi!
A subtle friction sounded in my ears, and the female paladin shook her head without paying attention, but soon she shook, a kind of coldness that spread from her waist became bone-black in an instant...
The woman's eyes widened in shock. Seeing Willian's terrified gaze not far away in front of her, she lowered her head along the gaze, and finally noticed a short piece of standing on her waist.