quicksilver blood

Chapter 370 Betting
Just trust Marquis Saya.

Roland finally made up his mind.

He didn't have any direct evidence to prove the innocence of the Marquis of Saya, but conversely, Roland also had no evidence that could prove that the Marquis of Saya was going against him.

In this case, Roland chose to trust the Marquis of Saya.Calm down and think about it, at least when Roland met him before, Roland clearly felt that there was absolutely nothing strange about Saya, and he was not infected by Dusk.

He had not been a few hours away from the Marquis of Saya.If anyone can infect him in these few hours and perfectly introduce the regular army that has been prepared for a long time—a large wave of regular army that is fully armed and has been identified into the city, and does not alarm ordinary people at all, then this person It's definitely not something that Roland can handle in a hurry.

Definitely not Edward.Edward didn't know Roland to this extent yet. There must be someone behind him, or somewhere he couldn't see, controlling everything.

But, who is it?professor?Farina?Or the Windtalker?
Roland offended too many people.For a moment, he couldn't find out who was targeting him.

Taking a step back, if Roland is really not sure whether the Marquis of Saya is trustworthy, then according to Roland's suspicious character, it would be the best choice for Roland to flee directly outside the city.Because if the decision to flee outside the city is wrong, Roland will not lose anything; on the other hand, if Roland rashly enters the residence of the Marquis of Saya, which may be heavily ambushed, it is very likely that he will not be able to get out.

Roland remembered that his current task was still (2/4).

Roland believes that if a person can use such a fine layout to target himself, then it is absolutely impossible for him to leave such an obvious way out for Roland.Even if it's just in case, he will at least make some arrangements for this "just in case".And this arrangement was completely unfamiliar to Roland, he didn't know where the enemy was, nor who the enemy was.

But now the Marquis of Saya's mansion can only have two possibilities: either someone is ambushing, or Roland can escape.There is no other choice, but instead, Roland can have a rough estimate of the danger.There is no reason to guard against thieves for a thousand days. It can be seen from the Tirance Dam that Roland is the kind of character who likes to detonate hidden dangers in advance, and prefers to be sparse than to block him.

Roland knew that in terms of hardware capabilities, he was just a mortal.His IQ is not high, he does not have outstanding personality charm, nor does he have an invincible reaction speed, and even his combat and political intuitions are just passing.His only greatness is that he always recognizes his own inadequacies.

What has supported him until now, apart from the crushing of information and the golden thighs from the system, is the only ability to always choose the right path every time a critical decision is made.If that counts as ability.

In other words, Roland is lucky enough.Roland was lucky enough to never regret his choice.

——In that case, Roland chose to believe in his luck.

Repeated for the third time - he believed in the Marquis of Saya.This sentence was also told by Roland himself.

Since he chose to let the Marquis of Saya help him solve this incident, Roland couldn't hold him back in other choices.

Now it was just a "long-planned misunderstanding", but if Roland really hurt them, it would be more than just a misunderstanding.

At that time, even the Marquis of Saya will feel troubled.If the investigation information Roland brought back was not enough to satisfy him, then he would naturally not help him, but chose to push Roland out and pick himself clean.

"Don't get excited, don't get excited... calm down..."

Looking at the menacing regular army in front of him, Roland held Chikahana's hand and clenched it slightly, and the whole person retreated slowly at a speed that would not cause misunderstanding, while repeating softly.

Those regular soldiers looked extremely unfriendly, and slowly pressed forward as Roland retreated.When Roland approached the door, his complexion became even more unkind, and some people had already pulled out the Caral Zhanjian from their waists.A glance at the past is quite deterrent.

Roland also noticed that their lips were tight, their wrists were trembling, and their breathing was short of breath.The whole person was in a state of extreme tension, but when they looked at Roland, they could see that the hidden anger was not very good—or that there was no concealed anger at all.

Fear, and hatred...

Roland narrowed his eyes slightly, turned his eyes slightly, and didn't know what he was thinking.

After his heel touched the wall, Roland yanked Chikajika's left wrist hard, then immediately let go of his hand, jumped up and pressed the eaves of the house and kicked back, using the reaction force to flip over to the house. Top.

"Arsu! Come with me!"

Fortunately, Roland yanked his hand before, and Arzu reacted instantly. Before Roland's voice fell, he flipped up simultaneously, and then followed Roland directly to a certain place.

It happened too fast - it didn't even take two seconds for Roland to jump until Arzu also disappeared from their field of vision.These regular troops who besieged the city lord's mansion did not react at all.

After that, the people inside wanted to go out to chase them, and the people outside wanted to come in without knowing what happened, and the scene was chaotic.

"Okay, okay! Don't move around, stop immediately!"

A blond youth shouted loudly in the crowd.

Soon, these regular troops who had hidden their serial numbers quieted down.The young man nodded in satisfaction, then pointed at the City Lord's Mansion, "Don't forget our vocation! Let the city guard catch the prisoner if he escapes. Let's first see what happened to the Earl's house and see if the Earl is injured! "

Under the command of the young man, a few tall and strong boys by the standards of the Caral people came out carrying a pointed wooden stake, and fixed the wooden stake on their shoulders with a special device. , and then ran forward together amidst the slogans of one, two, three, and hit the gate with wooden stakes.

After just three impacts, the thick wooden door flew in together with the rivets.

Suddenly, a strong fishy smell overflowed from inside.

Fragmented corpses covered almost the entire corridor.Internal organs, eyeballs, broken skin, and bone fragments were scattered all over the floor, but there was no meat, and the amount of blood was surprisingly low.There are at least three people's flesh in the corridor of the gate alone, and I know that there will be more and no less.

Seeing such a miserable situation, some soldiers even vomited.

"Cheer up, everyone! If we fall too, the inhabitants of this city will have no one to rely on!"

The blond youth patted the back of a young soldier who was vomiting, and shouted loudly, his face seemed to light up.

Under his comfort, the soldier soon recovered, showing grateful eyes.

Then they entered the smelly Earl's Mansion one by one—with the consciousness of stepping into the underworld.

Behind them, Roland and Arzu stood on a hidden rooftop and watched them coldly, then retreated and rushed to the residence of the Marquis of Saya.

And when Roland stared at the blond young man, it took an extraordinarily long time——

　Today's scheduled sending is inexplicably invalid, so the Chapter 1 update is late... Fortunately, I went up to take a look (～￣▽￣)～

　　
　
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