The crowd dispersed in horror, the guards ran from a distance, and when the alarm bell was sounded, the frightened white dove hula flew overhead.

Roddy's gaze turned to the buildings on both sides, the next arrow in his hand was already on the string-he was extremely vigilant at this time, for fear that another enemy would threaten Sally.

And Sally did not simply stand in place. While Roddy rushed over, she had turned around and blessed the two with a "sacred shield" and a series of BUF.

Roddy understood, turning the same way, the two back to back together, scanning the place where the enemy might appear in front of each other.

But when more than thirty guards rushed over, no other assassins were found around.

Short bow was lowered, and Roddy breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that he had survived the assassination, but when he looked back, he found that Sally was staring at him with tears flashing.

That look was like seeing Roddy through, but he didn't dare to look at each other-she broke her heart a minute ago, how do you face it now?

The eyes were full of hope and longing, but after two seconds of staring at each other, Roddy looked away with guilt, trying to pretend to have stolen the short bow and arrows.

Sally squeezed her lips without talking, and immediately noticed that he was stained with blood-stained leather armor. After raising her hand to cast the "secondary treatment", she raised her arm to touch Roddy, but finally clenched her fist and turned towards The captain of the guard behind him issued an order—

"A thorough investigation of all the surrounding buildings and the preservation of the enemy's body, I need to confirm their identity."

"Noy, take two teams of shield guards to protect Baron Roddy back to the Duke's House."

"Kova, go and inform the Knights of Wellington about this. A curfew will be implemented tonight. Only the North City Gate will be opened and the crowds will be searched strictly."

A series of orders were issued, and the seventeen-year-old Nefi's maturity and stability at this moment had quite a bit of the style of his father Angmar. The chaotic scenes were gradually suppressed, and the soldiers maintained order and began to block the cities and urban areas in an orderly manner.

"Count Winston, do you need me to **** you back?"

Taking a few steps, Sally looked at the coward with a dagger in his face expressionlessly. The latter had no courage to answer at this time and turned away without a word.

Titus Knights' team rushed over first, Sally gave Rodi a deep look and turned towards the monastery-in fact, she did not need to inform the bishop himself, but she saw Akasha come over and she still made a decisive choice. Time to leave.

In the face of his "authentic girlfriend", Roddy for a moment did not know how to explain, and said, "I just ... I can't do anything, after all, Sally she-"

He knew that his actions could easily cause Akasha to misunderstand, but the little priest shook his head and held his hand: "I believe you."

Rorty clenched her slightly cold palms, and for a moment, said silently: "Go to the Duke's Mansion first. This matter is related to the undead, and I will not let them go.

Akasha followed him, not forgetting to examine the wound on his body carefully, but when she looked to the other side, her eyes flashed with worry.

She pursed her lips slightly, her head was full of scenes of Roddy and Sally fighting back to back, and looking far away, she felt that the two seemed to be the most suitable pair-but Akasha quickly suppressed. With such anxiety, she tried to turn her attention to the people around her, but then suddenly frowned.

"what happened?"

Roddy asked, turning his head.

"No-nothing, just wrong."

Akasha thought she saw a somewhat familiar figure, but thought it was impossible, so she didn't look at it, and quickly followed in the footsteps of Roddy.

Walking in the corridor of the Duke's Mansion, everything around him was still as familiar as he remembered. John Butler led Roddy, who had replaced his leather armor, forward, and when he reached the room on the second floor, he opened the door and bowed. Whispering: "Master is not very healthy, so the lady specifically told me not to let me tell him about the assassination."

"I understand."

Roddy nodded in response, then thought for a moment, and said to Akasha who was always behind him, "First rest in the guest room, I'll go to you in a moment."

"Ok."

Akasha obediently followed John's housekeeper, and Roddy reached out to tidy his robes and walked into the room.

The strong medicament smell came to the face, and the Duke of Angmar sat in the armchair. Although it has not been seen for more than a month, Roddy felt that his face looked like a few years old again. The pale wrinkled face had deep wrinkles. After hearing Roddy's movement approaching the room, it seemed as if he had spent a lot of effort to open his eyes:

"It's okay ... I'm here till now."

The old man smiled hard and motioned for Rody to sit down.

"Is it ... worse?"

Roddy frowned slightly, and the Duke before going to the Brill Forest was far from the old dragon, but at this time he found that the other party's "life value" was close to the bottom of the valley, apparently there was not much time.

Regarding his straightforward question, Angmar nodded his head and said: "It is only destined to do it sooner or later. I have been afraid that I will not be able to wait for you to come here. It now seems that it is no longer necessary. "

He pointed to the table next to him, and Roddy looked over and found that there was a bottle of medicine there. The liquid in the transparent bottle was slightly purple, and the magic wave in it could be felt two meters away. "High level" potions are even more powerful than those owned by Ansaddin.

Buy this medicine just to wait to see yourself?

Roddy frowned slightly, feeling that Angmar seemed to value her too much.

"By the way, why didn't you see Sally? She ... kekeke ... she went to pick you up, but I think she took a lot of thoughts, dressing up in the morning and leaving me without seeing her … Keke… all right. ”

Angmar tried to laugh, but coughed violently.

"Aren't you bothering you? I don't think she's happy when she returns."

Hearing this, Roddy understood what the problem was: Sally seemed to be hiding something so much that the duke thought the relationship between them was the same as before.

"Sally and me ..."

He opened his mouth and wanted to explain, but when he saw Angmar's faint smile, he swallowed the words at his mouth, and then revealed a reluctant smile: "I had a quarrel because of something, but it's all right now. "

"Well ..." Angmar waved his hand. "I heard a bell just now, and when you walked in, you were still very alert--"

"So ... what happened?"

Knowing that there was something he couldn't hide from the old man, Roddy bluntly said: "The assassination of the undead is aimed at me and Sally, but everyone has been killed by me."

He was not interested in describing the anti-assassination process, and continued: "But this time it was a bit weird ... the assassins were weak, not as good as Magda and Belom, obviously this is not the person under Augustin."

"Who is that?"

"Augustine has been secretly competing with the parliament, and the two groups are independent of each other. This time it should be the men of the parliament of the dead."

Angmar thought for a moment, but then frowned slightly: "I remember you once mentioned the‘ Plague, and this time I asked you to come, mainly because of this matter ”

"There is some information there. You take a look first. Today's information has also been sent over. The situation seems to be more serious than expected."

Roddy's eyelid bounced a few times and immediately looked carefully at the contents of the parchment, and soon a golden prompt appeared in the "taskbar" —

[Judgment of the Bone Throne] The second phase of the task is activated:

Task description: Learn about the "plague" and find the source of the infection.

Mission reward: 86 experience.

When such a prompt appeared, Rody's forehead oozed a little cold sweat, he reached out and wiped it, looking at the information in his hand, only one sentence echoed in his mind:

Unexpectedly

Roddy and Angmar had mentioned the "plague" before, because in 596, there was a major plague in the Karen Kingdom.

The orc's invasion in 591 did not destroy the Karen kingdom in one go.The reason was that the royal family secretly reached an agreement with the undead, allowing the Tasman Kingdom to "surround Wei and rescue Zhao" and attacked Sauron's logistics forces in the rear, leading to the " The first invasion of the King of Axes only won more than half of Everta.

And just when the kingdom thought it had escaped, the 59-year outbreak of the plague caused heavy losses to the people. This plague, which lasted for more than half a year, caused a fundamental loss of national strength, and it was the biggest foreshadowing of the future kingdom's fragmentation.

It wasn't until a year later that some people judged the plague to be related to the undead through some clues, and the theme of the 596 expansion film was to deal with the overwhelming army of the dead ...

Now that this nightmare suddenly arrives early, Roddy only feels that the blood in his whole body is a little cold-not because of fear, but because of tension: The existence of this task shows that there is still a way to deal with the plague.

From another perspective, the lives of hundreds of thousands of people are now in their own hands.

He turned his attention to the place names, took a deep breath after unfolding the territorial map, and murmured, "Even the same place ..."

At the same time, Sally returned from the monastery and walked into her bedroom ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ In front of the dresser, her messy hair was neatly trimmed by the assassination.She took off her gorgeous long skirt and washed it away. Make up your makeup for hours. After putting on a plain white robe, Sally looked at herself in the mirror, took three deep breaths, rubbed her slightly red eyes, and turned out of the room.

Walking from the second floor to the first floor, Sally came to the room with a firm step. After waving her servant to leave, she knocked gently on the door.

"Come in."

A faint voice came from the room, and Sally stepped in, then reached out and "clicked" to bring the door.

"I want to talk to you."

She looked at Akasha in front of her.

And some little priest stood up from his seat and looked at Sally, who had completely changed her image in front of her, for a while she didn't know how to answer.