After all, Frette walked into the castle hall.

"Yes, but..." the priest hurried to catch up. "We have to contact people nearby, whether it is a knight, or a soldier of the duke..."

"It's the prince, you better not say the word duke where he can hear it."

"Oh, yes, prince, prince." The priest ran in small steps to keep up with Frette's pace. "Is there a way for people to hear your conversation from far away? Use that method!"

"That's magic, beloved lord." Frette said coldly.

Suddenly, there was a scream from the castle. This seemed to hit the nerves of everyone present, just like being on the edge of a cliff with only one branch hanging all over, but suddenly hearing the sound of a branch breaking. Everyone raised their heads uniformly and looked in the direction where the sound came from above, only to see a person who had just been upstairs was thrown out of the fence directly, the figure of the mutant was magically cast, and suddenly appeared in By the window on the third floor.

Several people threw down their seats and fled to other rooms in the castle.

The screeching sound of the first sword unsheathed in the castle did not come from Zelin, but from the knight commander Fret. He drew out the sword and chopped down an escaped servant with a single sword.

"Don't be scared by this mutant, fight! In this castle full of Dimokin, he has only one sword, kill him!"

He was right. There was only one person in Zelin, but there were more than a dozen people in the castle. There are no flames or crazy horses here, and there are hanging stands and statues made by Di Morgin everywhere. Although the reason for a large amount of Dimojin has been discovered in the Dragon Mountain Range in the Far North, so that the price of anti-magical metal has begun to drop, even so, these statues are still valuable. They estimated that it was because they were worried that non-human races, especially elves, would rely on spells to attack the castle.

Someone looked at the **** sword in Frette's hand, then looked at the demon hunter standing in the corridor by the third-story window, and surrounded Zelin Zelin again. Fred's fierce appearance indeed seemed more threatening to their lives than Zelin.

Two knights came up from the steps on the left and right, and attacked the demon hunter from left to right. Their ideas are very good, the corridors by the windows are very narrow, they can attack at the same time, and one person can at least create opportunities for the other. No matter who initiates the attack first, the other person can take the opportunity to pursue the enemy in a direction that the enemy cannot defend.

But it is a pity that when the knight on the left swung his sword, Zelin did not use the sword to defend, but avoided his chopping, then grabbed his neckline and turned around and threw him to the other side colleague. , The two knights collided together and fell to the ground and rolled down the steps.

Another man held a spear and stabbed towards the back of the demon hunter. But his footsteps were too loud, and he yelled when he was attacking. Zelin turned around and cut off his spear with a sword. Then he attached another sword and chopped the spear neatly from the middle.

Frette watched these knights who were encircling the demon hunters and seemed to be planning to win with a number of people. He grabbed the torch on the side wall and walked towards the back of the castle.

These obstacles and people can block those two mutants for a period of time. He can go to the upper part of the castle. The scale of this castle is not small, and their attack will soon alarm the nearby Ailand soldiers. When the prince’s soldiers arrive, these two demon hunters will no longer be. In trouble.

"Hurry up, we should go now!"

After the priest rushed in, the knight leader looked at the messy hall for the last time, and ran towards the tower above the castle without looking back.

The six hundred and fifty-seventh chapter is at dawn

Zelin rushed a servant of the Knights from the steps, trying to attack him with a spear, and threw it down the stairs. He looked not far away where Fret was supposed to be, but he just happened to see that follower. The priest behind the knight commander moved in small steps along the spiral staircase. Obviously, they are planning to escape.

"Don't think about past us, monster!"

Two knights stood in front of the gate. They did not wear helmets and looked very young. "In the name of honor, I will defeat you!"

"Very good idea." Zelin pointed to the distance, "but your glorious head has already escaped."

They turned their heads and saw the empty place behind. They were visibly stunned. One of the young knights seemed to be stunned. They didn't notice that the sword in his hand had slipped to the ground with a bang. During the entire battle, their commander never swung his sword against the mutants. He only killed two people, and he still killed his own. Obviously, this Captain Fret was extremely brave when dealing with his own people.

"Let's go, get out of here, don't come back again."

Without paying attention to the remaining people who had long lost the idea of ​​fighting, Zelin walked past them and walked to the gate blocked by a mess of furniture. He kicked off the benches in front of him, and the ebony blade cut continuously. After a few knives, the largest round wooden table became a pile of broken planks. He lifted the latch and opened the door. The smell of burnt outside immediately rushed over his face.

In the courtyard outside, the blood of the deceased gathered into a puddle, and the thick smell of blood was mixed with the black smoke of burning wood. There were several more corpses on the steps on both sides. After Zelin entered the castle, some of the returning knights gathered a group of soldiers to try to retake it, but unfortunately, they are now all turned into corpses. The ownerless horse was wandering in the courtyard, and another horse had its leg cut off and fell to the ground and was about to die.

In the distant sky, Zelin had already seen a ray of light, and the sky was about to dawn, and there was not much time left for them.

"You are too slow." Reso walked in. "Where is that bastard's head?"

"Fleeing to the top with his body."

Zelin pointed to the spiral staircase. "He might want to play hiding with us among the towers of this castle, but we don't have time to play with him. You go up from the left, I go up from the right, we In the end, he can be blocked on the tallest tower in the middle."

"Or hold his head and meet on the middle tower." A fierce light flashed in Resso's eyes. "Bet? I will be the one who succeeded in hunting."

"You're right." Zelin nodded. "But I think it will be me who wins."

"Bet?"

"Yes, you know what we want to bet on."

"Where are these people?" Resso was talking about the people left in the castle. Only a few knights remained. Most of them were shivering servants hiding in the corner. After Fred fled, they did not continue fighting. "I don’t like to keep the hidden danger of being attacked from behind."

"They will tell others about the glorious deeds of their head. They are just servants, no need." Zelin carried the sword and walked to the steps. "If this is resolved, we will return to Mahakam as soon as possible. The matter is not over yet."

Their advantage lies in speed and surprise. The Knights transferred all their main power away, just to create opportunities for them. It would be better if they could evacuate before the soldiers of the Duke of Islande found out about the situation here. Although he believed in George's abilities and the magic of the Winterhold wizards, even so, he would inevitably be a little worried.

The castle is really empty now, and no one will appear here anymore. After chasing up the steps, Zelin arrived at the upper level of the castle tower not long after. Here is a display corridor. On the walls on both sides, there are different portraits of knights. Some of the paintings are newer, and the person on it is also known by Zelin. He is a knight of the White Rose Knights in the past, and some portraits are obviously on the Over the years, the way of painting is different from now. It should be the owner of this castle in the past.

Below the portrait are rows of neatly arranged knight armors, as well as swords and knight shields hanging on the wall. Zelin even found a set of long swords and shields made of anti-magical metal. You only need an experienced warrior, and with this sword and shield, you can deal with an archmage with profound mana. However, this thing is very valuable, and by selling part of the anti-magical metal here, he can compensate for the lawyer's business expenses paid to Curdin.

It has to be said that the amount of money of the Knights and the church far exceeds that of the school formed by these demon hunters.

He walked to an armor and reached for the anti-magical metal sword that was there, but suddenly, he heard something. The demon hunter turned around and swung his sword back in place. The blade slashed into the flesh with a chuckle, but it was not Fret. The blood instantly stained the white robe of the Eternal Fire Church, and the priest seemed to be pushed. , Fell over and just hit Zelin's sword, and the bright red blood flowed out along the sword's blade instantly and flowed to the ground.

The priest opened his eyes in disbelief. He seemed to be unable to believe all this. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything. A sword pierced the back of the priest's head and faced it from his mouth. Zelin's cheek pierced over.

Zelin suddenly turned back, the blade almost pierced his forehead, cutting off a few hair tips on his forehead. Frette pushed hard again from behind, the priest's fat body pressed over, and Zelin staggered back and knocked over the knight's armor standing on the wall.

"Go to hell!"

The knight commander continued to swing his sword at Zelin again.

Zelin was wondering before, why he would throw down those knights who could fight and escape with the priest alone. Now he knew that Frette just used the priest as a tool that could be used for sneak attacks. There was a depression in the wall on the side and a hidden door that was pushed open. They were hiding in it just now. Use this missionary to block Zelin's first counterattack, and then use the corpse to block his own attacks to achieve the most effective sneak attack.

If it hadn't been the hindrance of the blade piercing the flesh, which caused the attack speed to slow down by a point, he might have succeeded.

The demon hunter raised his blade to support the knight leader's slashing attack, and then he kicked the enemy's stomach. Frette also tilted backwards, just to trip over the priest's corpse on the ground. He rolled on the ground and stood up by the window across the corridor. He opened the window, rolled over and jumped up the corridor on the outer wall of the castle, and fled in the blink of an eye.

Zelin pushed aside the heavy armor that had fallen on him, past the priest's body. The light of dawn outside had come in, and the demon hunter jumped into the narrow outer corridor and chased after the knight commander's back who had disappeared from the corner.

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ps: Help an author to push the book: I can’t help but attack you if I see the cause of your death

Uh, there is no responsibility to push the book, that's it.

The 658th chapter dust settles

"You are crazy, mutant, you dare to do this!"

In the corridor of the outer wall of the castle, Zelin was chasing Frett, whose voice was a little distorted in the sound of the howling wind. There are still water stains on the outer wall of the castle that have not been dried before it rains. This was originally an aisle used in the construction of the castle. Later, in order to facilitate repairs and provide a good shooting position for archers against invaders, the aisle It is preserved, and is reinforced with metal and fixed with clay. There are also neat stones stacked on it that can be used to repair the castle, as well as quiver arrows placed in the corners.

"Do you know what kind of crimes would be committed when attacking the leader of a legitimate knight order!"

Frette's cloak rustled in the wind, but it was a pity that this was not when he was charging the enemy, but when he was escaping for his life. He had thrown away some of the burdens on his body in order to escape, but the distance between him and the demon hunter was shrinking.

"I think I know everything."

Frette grabbed the quiver at the corner and threw it behind him. Zelin raised his head, the quiver hit him, and the neat arrows fell from the height to the bottom. But there was no one in the courtyard, only the corpse, and the falling arrow fell into the pool of blood below, splashing a circle of ripples.

"You are treason! In Temalia, you wanderers don't know what you are doing!"