0p0 Chapter 495 Old acquaintance
Chapter 495 Old acquaintance
"Huh... Huh... Stop making sarcastic remarks..."
Nordman, who has always been a white-bearded priest, has a lot more arrogance in his heart than in his physical strength, and he is very tough in his words.
"I, I'm just saving my energy... Once I get to the campground... I'm sure the other party won't find me..."
"Okay, now you have to be quiet for a while, and stand still as if nothing happened.
The other party has discovered us."
Just as Xiuman finished speaking, the sound of horse hooves hitting the ground came closer and closer, and armored cavalrymen riding war horses appeared in their sight.
"Can you see who it is... huh...
The Kingdom Knights? Or your Radiant City soldiers?"
Nordman tried to regulate his breathing so that his lungs, which were about to explode, could take a breath.
“I can’t tell, but they’re definitely not from the Kingdom Knights.
The style of the armor he is wearing is different... Huh? This seems to be..."
Xiuman didn't have time to finish his guess.
The cavalryman on horseback quickly approached the young city lord hidden under the armor and began to circle around them.
Xuman quietly gathered his magic power so that if Nordman, the useless young lady, was discovered, he could rescue her immediately.
However, what he did not expect was that the cavalryman quickly stopped his horse, turned over beautifully, and knelt on one knee in front of Nordman.
"Master, High Knight Terry greets you."
Nordman, whose heart was in his throat, immediately relaxed.
She opened the visor of her helmet and greedily took a few breaths of fresh air.
“Sir Terry! Didn’t you escape the previous call-up?
Why are you here? "
Then, as if realizing something, Nordman's mouth opened into an O shape.
"How do you know it was me?"
You know, in front of Terry and his subordinates, Nordman always appeared as an old man with a white beard.
Larriel, who stayed in the Elf Courtyard, was so frightened by Nordman's true appearance that he dared not speak for a long time.
Terry, who had a somewhat aristocratic temperament, took off his helmet and gave a hearty smile to Nordman and Lord Huiyao.
"Master, your friend Sir Revo gave me the message when you crossed the Miral River."
"River? He's in the army too?"
"Yes, not only him, but also the private soldiers of the Tomba family who were picked up along the way."
Terry had participated in Nield's battle against the half-dragons and was familiar with the soldiers of Radiant City and Tomba's private soldiers.
After all, they had fought together, and after being recruited by the Kingdom Knights, they naturally came together.
Xiuman also lifted his visor and clapped his hands excitedly.
The sound of metal colliding caused Terry's horse to neigh.
"That's easy now. I thought I would be isolated and helpless after sneaking in."
But before the young city lord could feel proud enough, Terry poured a bucket of cold water on him.
“Master Xiuman, you think too much.
The Kingdom Knights were worried that we might mutiny, so they had already disbanded these recruited soldiers and incorporated them into their Zhili troops."
……
Hollow Ear and Percy's idea worked perfectly.
A swordsman with full agility and powerful attack is responsible for attracting the attention of the underground worms and preventing this guy from attacking the city wall again.
An Abyss warrior whose linear acceleration far exceeds that of ordinary people rushed into the camp of gray dwarves who controlled the worms at the fastest speed and killed them indiscriminately.
But their plan was only half successful.
The hollow ears did attract the attention of the underground worms.
Now the giant caterpillar is pounding the ground again and again, trying to crush the little flea holding two sticks with its body.
The key point is that the stick in this little flea's hand is quite painful when it hits your body.
But Percy, who was supposed to be killing a lot of people - well, was being beaten up by those gray dwarves.
Percy's strength is not weak. Although he has not been promoted to a high level, he is still a warrior of good strength.
But the gray dwarves, who have been in a state of war all year round, are far superior to him in terms of combat experience alone.
Not to mention that these underground creatures are now in a dark environment and have the home advantage.
Several gray dwarves who were responsible for protecting the spellcaster rode on petrified lizards and formed an encirclement formation with flails and hammers in their hands, trapping the lonely Percy inside.
The curly-haired city guard was now a little panicked.
He became a little angry when he heard that Feilin had disappeared on the city wall.
The abyss blood in this guy's body makes him feel a bit abnormally... philanthropic.
First, he had some ignorant affection for Larrel, then for some reason he fell in love with the daughter of the Tomba family, and now it was Felin Baenre from the first family of Mozoberran City...
Unfortunately, I have always had the desire but not the courage.
Now, Feilin, whom he finally met, is one of the few opposite sex who will take the initiative to chat with him. The blood power in Percy's body can be said to have reached its peak.
Just like that, he got himself into danger.
"Percy, you are such an idiot... How could there be so many open spaces around the gray dwarf's spellcaster..."
Holding his warhammer and kite shield in his hands, Percy muttered and blamed himself for his recklessness.
"If I had known this earlier, I would have asked Feilin for some of those enchanted wands. Even if they look a bit disgusting, they can still repel these enemies, right..."
"Oh, if only I had the abnormal strength of Lord Ivan..."
Just as he said this, Percy seemed to suddenly sense something.
He quickly made a strange gesture with his hands, as if he had practiced it countless times.
A series of syllables that he couldn't understand appeared out of nowhere in his mind.
Percy's mind began to work rapidly. He opened his mouth and recited the syllables in his head word for word.
Immediately afterwards, a ball of green energy appeared in the pitch-black underground cave.
Countless weeds grew on the ground and climbed up towards the gray dwarf like crazy.
Looking at the familiar tortoise shell binding in front of him, Percy's eyes widened.
“Huh? Huh?!
I was infected by Lord Ivan?"
Iris, who was running here following the two of them, frowned as she looked at the scene in front of her.
She left the Elven Court a little too early to learn of Rillifane and Labelas's new discovery.
However, she didn't need to guess where this shameful spell effect came from.
Iris, who had intended to use up her divine power in battle, simply dropped her short bow and drew the long sword from her waist.
While she chopped off the heads of those spellcasters with ease, she was extremely panicked inside.
It's over, this perverted problem is definitely contagious...
My poor little Xiling... and my poor little Lian...