Demon Lord

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Chapter 118 The Blood-Stained Teaching Robe (Part 1)

The rapid sound of horseshoes echoed on the streets of Houlier City, and the sound of frantic whipping through the air could be heard clearly.

The crude carriage bumped abnormally on the uneven road, and the wooden wheels rattled, making a lot of noise. Pedestrians on the road heard such noise from a long distance, so they avoided it early— —They watched the carriage whizzing by, and they could even see the wheels hanging from the inside when it rushed through some sharp corners...

Sally had never been in a carriage that ran so fast before. Her face turned pale, and she tightly grasped the wooden frame of the carriage beside her with her hands. She tried her best to scan the streets, front, back, left and right. He didn't show panic, but told Martin who was driving: Take the shortest route, and keep walking along the road after you leave the west city gate!

Yes, miss!

Martin may not be good at fighting, but he is a veteran at driving. He didn't need to participate in today's incident with the group of mercenaries, but yesterday Sally suddenly ordered him to prepare a carriage, so today he appeared beside the square with the mercenaries, and brought He galloped away with the daughter of the duke all the way.

At first he didn't understand why he did this, but when he saw those mercenaries who had been accompanying the escort turn around to intercept a group of knights who were chasing him a few minutes ago, he understood Sally's intention... Don't do this, those murderous The enemy will definitely hack Sally to death!

Although he escaped, Martin also had his own worries. He yelled loudly, trying to cover the noise of the carriage: The carriages on the road outside the city gate can't run fast! If those people continue to chase, they will definitely catch up. -

This was something Sally failed to consider. Although she made many responses, the decision was ultimately made temporarily, and some negligence could not be avoided. She frowned and replied, Do you have a solution?

There is a post station near the west city gate, there are our people there, we can change horses there and continue running!

Martin's mind was not slow, and he quickly came up with a feasible plan. Sally made a decision immediately, but she was still a little worried in her heart—because she knew that she was not good at riding, and even if she changed horses, she probably couldn't run as well. Those well-trained mercenaries...

However, such emotions were quickly replaced by boundless anger in his heart.

Being assassinated again and again, this experience has made Sally put the name Francis into the ranks that should be cut by a thousand knives: once at the border, once at the gate of the monastery, At this time in the square again...

Living in fear like this, who can bear it? !

So she finally decided to go to the West Gate a few minutes ago—because Sally had only one thought in her mind at this time: Francis must die!

She could have accepted the rescue of the Rosicrucian and avoided the conflict, but that would only result in another stalemate... But if Francis continues to get away with it, she also understands that she will have no way to contend with the other party in the end!

So she had pinned all her hopes on Rody at this time, and now Sally believed in the scout captain without reservation... and her life in the future was equivalent to handing over to the other party.

The carriage galloped under Martin's skilful control. After nearly ten minutes of galloping, Sally finally saw the west city gate with a height of ten meters.

This way!

Martin brought the carriage to a sudden stop, and the deceleration almost caused Sally to fall directly—throwing the whip in his hand, Martin ran directly to the roadside post station, and soon ran over leading the two horses. Sally didn't talk nonsense, she jumped out of the carriage holding the corner of her teaching gown, turned over and jumped onto the horse's back in three steps at a time, grabbed the rein and rushed forward under control.

Martin knew that Sally was not good at riding, so he immediately ran ahead to open the way, yelling loudly for those pedestrians to avoid her. But although their movements were fast, they were delayed for some time - they didn't run very far, and the sound of horseshoes came from behind the two of them...

Sally looked back, and a group of cavalry had already turned around a distant street corner and rushed towards them. Obviously, the mercenaries she sent could not completely stop Francis' footsteps. Fourteen or fifteen people—although it was hard to see whether Francis was among them, it was obvious that the visitors were not kind, and there was no possibility of him fighting recklessly.

She looked at the approaching West City Gate, and a map of all the surrounding areas immediately appeared in her mind—go out from the West City Gate, and within a kilometer, she would enter the Cobb Forest next to the city, and this forest is perennial. It is foggy, and it is very easy to get lost if you don't walk along the road, but if you walk along the road, you have to go through forty kilometers before you can get out of the forest and reach the town.

Sally knew that her riding skills were not good. If she kept running like this, she would be overtaken by the pursuers at most three kilometers away—but at this time, she had no other choice but to kick the horse's belly desperately , rushed through the city gate towards the dimly lit forest...

Miss! You will be caught up soon! Do you want to leave the main road?

Martin shouted in front, and the suggestion he gave was currently the only feasible one: leave the main road and make a few more turns in the complicated forest, and it is still possible for these mercenaries to get rid of them...

But Sally immediately shook her head and replied without hesitation: Go along the road!

The white hem of the priest's robe was lifted by the strong wind blowing in front of him. After leaving the city, the original slippery stone road was replaced by soft soil, and the speed of the war horse was also slightly faster. However, the chasing team did not immediately close the distance too much due to the fatigue of the horses. This proves that Sally can still hold on for a while...

But only for a while.

Sally kept looking back at the pursuers, but the cold arrow that shot the opponent directly did not appear as expected - in her mind, Rody had no way to resist such pursuers, except for a sneak attack from the back, Sally I can't think of any other way for Roddy to solve the current problem...

Although he is powerful, he is only one person after all...

Thinking this way in her heart, after running a certain distance, Sally looked back again and found that the twenty or so knights had gradually caught up.

Roddy...will definitely show up...

The thoughts in her heart began to become a little uncertain. Sally and Martin had already rushed into the Cobb Forest in front of her. As she continued to move forward along the path, she even imagined that Roddy had prepared enough The trap was used to deal with those knights, but after running for a thousand meters, the pursuers behind them were getting closer and closer, but they were not attacked at all!

Miss! We are about to be overtaken... There is still time to enter the forest, I will go back and stop them!

No, keep running!

Sally interrupted his words—although her heart wavered a bit, her thought was simple: If you believe in Rody, then believe in it to the end!

It's really too late, now...

Martin, who was eager for a savior, controlled the reins and turned a sharp turn along the road, but then the words he wanted to say were suddenly stuck in his throat. Sally turned her eyes from behind, and then... she was also frightened by the scene in front of her. completely stunned.

On the road ahead, a neat cavalry team lined up as if they had been waiting here for a long time.

Tall military horses, long swords shining with silver light, neat armor... and the stern aura that definitely belongs to elite knights...

This—what's the situation? !

Sally and Martin were completely stunned, allowing the horses to continue to run forward for tens of meters before remembering to tighten the reins. When they came to a complete stop, their hearts were already in their throats—if these knights were Francis If he had already arranged for the backup, then I am afraid that he is really doomed today!

She never thought that these knights would be Luo Di's subordinates. After all, Luo Di's identity is there. He is just the captain of a border village!

Scout...captain?

Sally's eyes widened, and she suddenly remembered something. Looking at the leading knight, she suddenly felt that he looked familiar.

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Francis was very excited at this time.

Although the plan couldn't keep up with the changes, and the people I sent out failed to kill Sally on the spot in the city square, but now this silly little sister would flee towards the west city gate in a panic after she died down. !

Because he assembled all available manpower in advance, he immediately organized a cavalry team of more than forty people to chase after him after leaving the square. The soldiers blocked half of the team—but Francis didn't care, he led the twenty-four men who rushed out to get rid of the entanglement, in order to kill Sally immediately!

When chasing all the way out of Houlier City, Francis still had some scruples in his heart, because he was afraid that the knight of Titus would notice him—because every time he saw him, Francis always felt inexplicably... Father seemed to be standing behind the whole situation, silently watching everything.

Although he knew that his father was seriously ill and bedridden, but some scenes he remembered when he was a child were deeply imprinted in his mind...

Fourteen years ago, the family had a tense relationship with several nearby lords for a while, and even his father was seriously injured when he encountered an assassin in front of the mansion. At that time, many nobles in Houlier City believed that the Luciferon family was doomed. It was unsustainable, but my father didn't respond to all the voices at that time, he just recuperated quietly without any response.

At that time, Francis thought that his father was afraid, but then he saw one knight after another rushing from the fief to Houlier City, and when these knights led their retinues to form a troop of more than a thousand people The Duke of Angmar, who had recovered from his injuries, took them directly and flattened the territories of those lords without any nonsense.

I still remember the scene when those knights walked through the city gate in blood-soaked armor when they returned from the war. Among them, the most powerful Knights of Titus and Knights of Wellington walked beside his father, and their tall figures, like the gods of war, left an indelible impression on Francis. So much so that every time he saw these two knights later, Francis would always think of his father sitting silently in front of the fireplace.

But now it seems that it is impossible for his father to appear... His illness is so serious, how could he interfere in such a thing? As for Knight Titus...

He scanned the surrounding area in front of him, and there were no other figures in the wilderness at all.

Hmph, let's see how long you can last!

Francis squeezed the wand in his hand, looked at Sally's back and said viciously - but in the process of galloping the horse, he didn't notice the flashing black figure in the forest behind him at all...

(over)

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