Chapter 453: Hands and feet

Step, step, step...

Perhaps it was because the impaired hearing had just recovered, and in the dim dungeons, the abrupt footsteps were particularly scary.

The poorly-equipped Royal Guards reacted extremely quickly, and everyone immediately extinguished the fire and held their breath.

Chasing soldiers?

So fast?

This is the first thought that Taylors came up after being killed for half a month.

Step, step, step...

Beletti made a light gesture, and the entire squad quietly and quickly spread out to the sides of the passage, finding the position of the ambush, arms in hand, waiting.

Tyres was pushed behind by Barney, and even the fast rope was pulled into the corner by Brie.

Step, step, step...

The footsteps are getting closer and closer, and the corners of the passages are gradually lit up.

The prince can know without listening, and everyone's heartbeat is slowly accelerating.

In the dark, Beletti pointed the sword at the corner and prepared to make a sudden blow.

Until the owner of the footsteps holds the torch, it appears from the corner.

"Cannon!"

Naki first shouted in surprise.

"Warning is lifted," Baleetti sighed with a sigh of relief, and took a picture of the nervous little Barney behind him.

"It's Cannon."

"Our trailing detective ride."

The Guard's crowds sighed with relief and took up their weapons and lit the torches.

It is Cannon.

Tyres also put aside the tension and expectation.

not him.

One of the seven guards of the Guards, Cannon, who had just walked from the corner with a torch, looked at everyone’s expression and understood what.

"You know, you almost scared us out!"

Naki shook his shoulders, his face was awkward, and he slammed Cannon's chest.

Cannon shook gently and bowed his head:

"Sorry, my ears have not fully recovered."

Cannon pointed to his left ear and quite shivered:

"You can only control your footsteps by your habits."

"And my scouting skills have also regressed..."

Little Barney patted his shoulder and seemed very pleased.

"No, you are doing very well, Cannon, as always," Little Barney smirked and smiled:

"How is the back?"

Hearing here, the Guards' faces were slightly condensed.

Cannon handed the torch to Naki and looked serious:

"He should have recovered some of his vision a little, maybe he still has hearing, healed the wound, lit the torch, and walked against the wall, the speed was not fast, but..."

He paused and looked at everyone:

"He chased the right direction."

Chasing the right direction?

Everyone is changing.

Tyres also had a heart and know who Cannon said.

"I have left a few traps, but I don't think it can drag him for too long... Sakuel is familiar with all the tricks of the pioneer wing." Cannon's voice is getting lower and lower.

The atmosphere became dignified and stiff.

Little Barney is silent and seems to be thinking.

"Can we ambush him?" This is the frowning Belletti.

"I don't think so," the second-time logistics officer, Nai, shook his head:

"I don't need an assessment to see it. We are not the best time to meet the enemy. If we hope that Sakuel's state is worse than us..."

"We will lose even worse." Tartin ended the proposal with a sigh.

The look of the guards is even darker, which makes Tyres secretly scream.

Naki watched the look of everyone and coughed:

"Big guys, I don't think it's imperative to face Sakuel face to face. In fact, I think we can avoid it..."

Thales noticed that although Naki was watching everyone say this, his eyes always floated on the quiet little Bani, and it seems that the key is here.

Everyone knows that there is no voice, just waiting for the decision of the vanguard.

Finally, Little Barney raised his head after a brief eyebrow change, exhaling:

"Naki is right."

Tyres swears that he feels more or less relieved.

"From now on, our first goal is no longer to kill Sackel," Little Barney turned to Tyres, his eyes sparkling with light:

"It is to protect this Highness."

Tyres frowned.

He slyly returned a friendly smile to the eyes of several aligned shots.

"Maybe you should be thankful, they are quite loyal?" Fast rope whispered to Tyres.

Do not.

Not entirely loyal.

Tyres looked back at the eyes that Little Barney had hoped for, silently in the bottom of his heart.

"Then we will hurry, no longer rest, continue to go down," the leading Semir came forward and glanced at the little Barney:

"Maybe I can find the exit before he catches up."

Little Barney frowned.

"Wait, go down?"

He was not surprised to see other colleagues:

"Are we not going to the ground?"

When Belletti sighed, and Semir explained with a cold tone, Barney's entire face was black.

But in the face of other people's slightly difficult expressions, he did not say anything after all, just pinching his fists and urging everyone to continue to go down.

So the Royal Guard and the two princes continued to move forward, but this time, their footsteps increased a lot.

"You'd better find the so-called export, Semir."

Barney walked to the front of the team and side by side with Semir.

He pressed his emotions in his heart and his tone was steady, but Taylor could feel the dissatisfaction of the vanguard:

“Otherwise, everything we do today will be meaningless.”

Semir surprisingly did not refute, he only looked at Little Barney deeply and continued to move forward.

The pedestrian walked silently in the deep darkness, with a few more relaxed and a little more heavy.

Semir led his head forward, recalling what Ricky had said to him, while discussing with the penalty officer Belletti, who had an understanding of the bones behind him.

Little Barney occasionally joins in deliberation, but his communication with Semir is still rigid.

Behind the vanguard officer, it was the treacherous Thales and the fast rope, and Naki and Nai stayed beside them.

The unspeakable Brill and Tartin are behind them like two iron walls, as a second barrier.

Cannon is still dragging to the end, always paying attention to the movement behind him.

In a few minutes, they walked down a lot of stone steps and finally came back to the empty hall on the last floor.

At the moment when the torch illuminates the surroundings, everyone's look is stiff.

The body.

The body of the land.

It is a mercenary of the sword of disaster.

They have more than twenty people, lying down on the ground, from the far corner of the wall to the floor tiles under the feet, the blood flowing out enough to soak the hall.

These people have different ways of death, some die from daggers, some are cut throats, some have an irregular shape, and some are nailed to the body, and even more, they are so big. The terrible axe was firmly plunged into the wall.

Without exception, their faces are still with fear before death.

Looking at the sight in front of him, Tyres almost thought that the blood magician was back.

"This guy died of the companion's sword front, this with seven or eight wounds, should be held to be a human shield... and the wall, it should be on the offensive, unfortunately hit the next axe. ”

Little Barney licked his face and passed a dead body, and his look was not natural.

"It's Sackel."

"It’s a warm-up work when he was just released from prison."

Semir looked at the face of the corpse he was familiar with or unfamiliar, and walked over the corpse that had been cut open.

Naki gently swallowed his mouth.

As the Guard advances, the blood pools on the ground are sparse to dense, eventually pointing to a passage.

Tells looked at the deep passage leading to Sac's cell, looked at the blood in front of him, and frowned deeply.

He remembered that he and Jodel were from there, and they came out of Sakuel's prison.

And after they left...

He remembered that Sackel had said that the swords of the disaster had "runned."

Ran?

"They must think that they have more people, and there is only one other person, so they are swarming up..." Belletti raised the torch and looked at the **** like a hell, shaking his head slowly:

"But this time, they don't know what they are facing."

"Forty Whiteblade Guards... Hey!" The quick-knot of the face was whispering subconsciously, accidentally stepping on a blood clot that didn't know whether it was intestines or something.

Chaos Qianjun.

In the bottom of his heart, Thales meditates on the term, and the nerves get tighter and tighter.

He passed a mercenary with a dagger in his left eye.

"I guess," Naki kicked a corpse that grabbed a short knife into his chest and sighed:

"He is quite polite to us, is it?"

No one answered him.

"Here," Semir walked past the red-red passage leading to the Sac El cell, illuminating another route:

"Ricky said that it leads to the storage room."

Tyres turned his footsteps and tried not to look at the mess on the ground, looking at the square, it looked like a passage for the goods.

Compared to the other two roads, it looks unremarkable.

“Ricky said that the Alchemy Tower has a secret tradition: always ready for the war.” Semir’s complex complexion:

“And the storage room is one of them.”

He held the torch and took the first step into the channel.

The rest of the Guards are facing each other.

Little Barney looked behind him and sighed to keep up. The rest of the people shrugged helplessly and sneaked in.

"How do you know about this? How do you know the secrets that even the kingdom has never discovered? Found a forbidden mage handbook?"

Little Barney opened a thick spider web and carefully illuminated it.

"The place where Ricky was born has studied these things," Seymour did not return, step by step:

"Guess from the tone of his hatefulness, they may -- at least they might have been enemies of the Master, and have studied how to deal with Master and Magic."

Tyres, who heard this sentence, frowned slightly.

The place where Ricky came from...

That said, the way the scourge swords are organized is not so pure, at least many people are joining halfway.

"The one you said, Ricky, how did he fall into the sword of disaster?" asked Little Barney.

"It is not known that each tower inheritor has his own story, especially the leader, and most of them are full of bitterness and hardship." Semir shook his head.

"Include you, right?" Little Barney is not profound.

In the face of seemingly bad spying, Semir’s footsteps were slightly stunned.

But he only hesitated for a fraction of a second.

"Then you," Semir took a short, three-level step, faintly:

"If you can go out, what are you going to do?"

"The **** of the prince to the king's capital, assisted and left, watching him ascend to the throne, complete your pledge of the guard?"

Hearing this sentence, all the members of the Royal Guards were slightly stagnation.

Taylors bears the gaze of the unwarrantedness of all.

Little Barney was silent for a few seconds.

"not only that."

"Those dying brethren, they must have a confession."

The words of Little Barney echoed in the passage of dust and cobwebs, with an unshakable resoluteness:

"The truth of the year must be revealed to the world."

Tyres was shocked.

The truth of the year...

The Guards were silent, and only Berry snorted a few words, meaning is unknown, and Naki immediately took him.

But Semir responded to Barney in a satirical tone:

"The truth? Are you talking about what Sackel said about the cooperation between the first king and the disaster?"

He snorted in front of the team:

"If that's true, with my understanding of Kessel, whether he is standing in the stars or the royal family, he will die and will not admit it."

The words of Semir are very cold:

"He would rather you be buried in the grave forever, along with secrets and shame, forever unknown."

"Even if you saved his baby son."

As soon as this statement came out, the Royal Guard was even more silent, and only heard the hasty pace.

Barney did not answer.

Tyres tightened his lips and his heart was slightly stunned.

He knew that what Seymer said was probably a fact.

He wants to say something, at least refute Semir and inspire others.

But what can he say?

When I return to Wangdu, I will try to rehabilitate you.

Thinking of the cold face of King Kaiser, remembering the dark eyes of the Black Prophet, Tyres once again contained lips, feeling heavy tongue and feeling sad.

The fast rope obviously understands the atmosphere. He is very honestly shrinking behind the taylor, and the atmosphere does not dare to take a sip.

Naki coughed.

"Amount, Barney?"

His voice rang behind the taylor, and it sounded a little trembling:

"I was thinking, maybe we need to hide some of the truth..."

At this time, Little Barney suddenly opened his mouth and interrupted Naki:

"So we need the Prince of the Prince."

Taylors stunned.

He crossed the crowd and saw the back of Little Barney, but the latter did not turn around, but stubbornly moved forward.

Just listen to the little sneak peek:

"He is more fortunate than us, and he is more fortunate than the first king and the first prince. He was born after the tragedy and is not covered by the shadow of the year."

"I believe that compared to the kings in the throne, compared to the princes in the revival palace, he is more qualified to handle this matter properly and to be able to show the truth for the year."

"Just like, if he doesn't want to leave his companion, he can understand us."

"Understanding the souls of the dead 18 years ago and understanding the grievances of the eighteen years."

The breathing in the Guard was upset.

In the difficult trek, there were even a few steps out of the original rhythm.

Tyres listened to his words, bearing the gaze of the front and back, only feeling that his shoulders were getting heavier.

"At least, I believe he can find the best way to expose the truth to us and to preserve the reputation of the royal family."

The sound of Barney's voice is intermittent, which sounds quite difficult:

"No matter how hard it is, how long it will take."

There were a lot of sighs in the team.

Taylors bowed his head.

No one knows what he is thinking.

Only the fast rope patted his back gently, and there was a sigh of sighs.

"This is why you are doing your best to protect him," Semir said quietly, and the tone seemed to be more exhausting than just:

"Do you regard him as your savior?"

"As the rescuer of the Royal Guards of the year?"

Taylor's eyes stunned.

Little Barney snorted and took a few drops.

"at least."

He is ecstatic:

"I hope that, including us, the forty-six-fifty-four royal servants who were imprisoned in that year will no longer have to bear the shame of treason."

"The entire Guard, no longer has to be tortured for the sin of a single person, and is squandered for eighteen years. After death, it is still not eye-catching."

"We don't have to cry again at night, tremble in a nightmare, rot in the shackles."

Many of the guards turned their heads and looked at the sides of the passage.

There seems to be something worth watching there.

There is a hint of relief in the voice of Little Barney:

"This is enough."

Semir did not reply to him.

Everyone's footsteps are still there, but Taylors feels that his footsteps are heavier.

Little Barney took a deep breath and seemed to recover from his emotions. His tone rose slightly:

"So, yes, we will cleanse the stigma of the body, and the hall will be back to Yongxing City, at least to see the family again."

He took a little hope:

"I remember that Nai had a newborn daughter..."

Nai, who walked behind him, sighed.

Just at this time.

"Bani."

Naki suddenly opened his mouth.

His tone is very lost, very scary, like a confused child:

"That... Saciel?"

Hearing the name, it seems that even the surrounding fire has been faint for a second.

After a few moments, Little Barney’s tone of temperament turned back to indifference:

"Ah, that traitor..."

He snorted and revealed strong disdain and hard hatred in his words:

"Sakel's ugly must be and will certainly be made public."

"The whole world, the whole world will know his evil deeds and shamelessness, he will pay for his betrayal."

The Guard was once again immersed in the frost.

As if Bunny was gnashing his teeth, the temperature around him was reduced:

"He will always bear the notoriety and torture of the traitor, whether he is alive or dead."

Tyres felt that Naki on his side stopped talking.

Just listen to Barney and scream:

"Rather, we will, we will eventually find him and find rest - whether it is ours or hiss."

Naki took a deep breath:

"But Sakuel, he used to be...a member of us."

"It is also one of the Royal Guards."

His tone is full of hesitation and pain.

Everyone is silent.

Little Barney frowns:

"What do you mean?"

Tyres saw Naki bowed his head and trembled:

"I think, whether he or us, everyone has suffered enough injuries."

He seems to be suffering something, and finally squeezed out a few words full of emotions:

"Why do you still have to be handicapped?"

(End of this chapter)