Duke of Grief

Arrows, coming through the clouds and breaking the wind!

The black arrow was like a black light, fleeting in front of the soldier's eyes, and in a blink of an eye came Krelov III.

The nobles who paid attention to the situation on the battlefield only heard a roar, and suddenly looked up after being startled, but found that the black light was close at hand—

"Oh!"

An aristocrat lost his mirror, and his heart was full of tears. He wanted to go back and run away, but he was tripped by a chair, and even took the chair with him and fell to the ground.

"Do not--"

The other nobles shouted, closing their eyes in horror, raising their hands subconsciously, trying to block the arrow with their weak hands.

Marquis Aroeira opened his eyes wide, holding his breath subconsciously, watching the arrows approaching, and he reacted.

"Master!" Marquis Aroella squeezed the armrests with both hands, his eyes screaming as he split his eyes.

But the ‘master’ in his mouth, the old mage took a breath with a calm mind.

"Fu..." The old mage spit out the smoke. Apart from this, there was no movement. He sat quietly in his place without any worry.

The ‘Estom’ hiding in the dark saw this scene through Rikkan’s eyes, and he was stunned for a moment.

Because he could see clearly through Rikkan’s eyes that the arrow was shot from the squadron of the mourning wind army, and according to his understanding, although there was no real insight, there were indeed some among the sorrowful wind knights Can do this.

But why did they assassinate Krylov III?

Krylov III did not give ‘Estrom’ time to think, he stared at the black light and sneered.

"Rikkan!"

A rumbling came into the ears of ‘Estim’, making his mind blank for an instant.

'Oops! The idea flashed through the mind of ‘Estrom’. He hadn’t had time to control the body of the Rat Adventurer, and the body had turned into a shadow.

The power of the shadow lingered around the ratmen, and Richam jumped out of the shadow without hesitation, and pulled out two daggers around his waist.

At this time, his brain was extremely calm. As in the past, the adventurer's sense of smell of "danger" was extremely sensitive, and Rikkan naturally felt the smell of "danger" or even "death" from the arrow. But at the same time, he also saw the possibility of'breaking'!

Rikan jumped out of the shadows, jumped into the air, jumped right in front of the arrow, and stopped on the arrow's ``must pass through''.

The two daggers wrapped in the power of shadow are like two black snakes with long tails. These two black snakes are controlled by Rekan in the hands, and after half a second they collided with the arrow. Hit the urn, extremely harsh.

Qiang-

Rikkan blocked his daggers in front of him, because there was no place in the air to borrow, so he was hit by the powerful arrow.

Fortunately, he changed the flight path of the arrow in the air. Although he couldn't block the arrow, the arrow couldn't hurt Krylov III.

Rekan's light body flipped over in the air and landed behind Krylov III's chair. Before he was relieved, two murderous sounds came behind him!

"Which--"

Qiang!

Rikkan turned around and raised his daggers to block the two long swords that had struck. After seeing the appearance of the two attackers, his face could not help changing.

"Your Majesty, be careful!" Rikkan shouted sharply.

"Huh..." Krylov III sneered, and did not answer Rikkan's words.

‘Damn! ! ! ’

After hearing the sneer of Krylov III, ‘Estrom’ had realized that something was wrong, and a part of his soul hiding in Rekan’s body made a scream.

Then, through Richam's eyes, he saw several glass bottles thrown over by soldiers who also wore guards.

The bottle is constantly spinning, and the golden liquid inside is also rolling. The rich and sacred breath has spread out of the bottle. ‘Estrom’ is just disgusting and disgusting!

Slap!

The glass bottle was dropped on Rikkan. After the glass broke, holy water splashed. These holy waters were blessed by priests of extraordinary level and were enshrined in the church for a long time. The strong holy breath burst out!

The Holy Light shone in front of Rikkan, and Holy Water reacted with his body. At this moment, his arms softened, but the two attackers in front of him withdrew their long swords at this time.

One guard broke the rat-man's mouth, and the other guard took several bottles of holy water from which the cork had been pulled out from his colleagues, and poured them all into Rikkan's mouth!

Biao!

The indifferent old mage, who was sitting on the side, snapped his fingers, and a shield appeared suddenly beside Rikan.

"what!!!!!!!!"

At this moment, Rikkan found himself unable to control his body, and his throat screamed involuntarily.

——!

"Krelov III, you count me!!!"

Richam couldn’t believe that such a “bitter” voice came out of his mouth. What he didn’t know was that he could still maintain his self-awareness, which meant that the demon lord who controlled him was already the end of the crossbow. ——In fact, he didn't even know that he had already been controlled!

The shield had already broken after'Estrom' issued the note, but at this moment,'Estrom' had no power to use other abilities, only to watch Richam's mouth again. Was poured into high-purity holy water.

Because of the fear of being hurt by the sacred breath of high-purity holy water, the consciousness lodged in Rekan has been cut off by Estrem, and now he can be regarded as a real incarnation, but he will die here too. Now!

"I curse...cough...curse you--"

Esteem’s incarnation controlled Richam’s body and wanted to issue the last, most venomous curse, but he failed to finish his speech and Richam had regained control of his body.

Because of the ‘mandatory exorcism’, Richam’s limbs were still weak, but he regained control of his body.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

Rekan was crushed to the ground by two guards~www.NovelMTL.com~ could not move.

His mouth is still trembling until now, but he now understands a little bit what he was doing.

After he heard a wail in his mind, he regained control of his body.

The nobles around him opened their mouths wide and did not realize what was happening. Marquis Aroeira was also shocked and did not understand what was going on.

"Thank you three for your help!" Krylov III first thanked the three men in armor.

"No need to thank, this is also part of the task the maidservant gave us."

A knight from the sad wind collar smiled, turned and mounted on a war horse, "So Your Majesty, let's take a step first!"

Krylov III nodded to the knight with a smile, and the knight led two soldiers to the army that led the tragic wind.

Looking at the back of the knight leaving, Krylov III had a complicated look, thinking how good it would be if he could have such a man... Unfortunately, it was impossible.

After the knight left with two soldiers, Krylov III did not look at the nobles, but extended his hand to Rikkan, "Rikkan, can you get up?"

Looking at Krylov III's hand, and then looking at Krylov III with a smile, Rikkan gritted his teeth, reached out to hold the hand of the majesty the king, and stood up.

"Of course, it's just a slight discomfort!" Rikkan grinned. "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your concern."

"Haha, that's good!"

Krylov III laughed twice, glanced at Marquis Aroella, then turned to look at the battlefield, picked up the communication stone, and shouted: "In addition to responding to troops and escorts, the second echelon and the third The echelon of the whole army pressed—"

"Quick battle!"