Human Online Survival [Infrastructure]

Shaster's pupils tightened: "Lancelot Alex."

Lancelot frowned: "I didn't expect His Highness to know me. It's really my honor."

Then he pretended to suddenly realize: "Oh, by the way, I forgot, you are no longer the crown prince of the Gasman Empire, you are just a bastard born from an affair between the former queen and her cousin."

Shaster slowly clenched his fists, but he didn't show it on his face. He looked at the man in black behind Lancelot and said, "Aren't you the vice-bishop of Audley City Church? appear here?"

Audley City is the closest city to Casta City.

So from the very beginning, Shaster was a little worried that people from Audley City would interfere in this matter.

However, unlike Casta City, Audley City faces the sea on three sides, and merman come ashore in groups all year round to attack the city and plunder human women, and now is the season when merman go ashore most frequently.

So after weighing the pros and cons, he finally came to the conclusion that the people in Audley City were too busy to take care of themselves, so they would not interfere in this matter.

Now it seems that he obviously miscalculated!

Lancelot smiled: "If I don't come, how can I see such a good show!"

"Besides, the mermen can't leave the sea for too long, so even if they attack Audley City, they still have to retreat in the end."

As for how many people will die in the city at that time, I believe that in the hearts of the Holy See and the royal family, it is far less important than getting rid of Shaster.

Then, as if he had thought of something, he turned his head to look at Bishop Brod and the others, and said mockingly, "It's a good thing I'm here, otherwise this group of trash would have embarrassed the Holy See a lot!"

Hearing these words, Bishop Broad and the others, who were originally excited by the arrival of Lancelot and the others, instantly froze.

But now is obviously not the time to pursue these.

Bishop Broad immediately shouted: "Vice Bishop Lancelot, quickly, help us get rid of them. Afterwards, we are willing to give all the credit to you."

Hearing this, Lancelot showed a satisfied look on his face.

Although these people are stupid and stupid, they are still very interesting.

So you don't have to think about it to know why he came here.

Shaster took a breath.

The consul next to him even gritted his teeth: "I remember that the old patriarch of the Alex family once knelt at the feet of His Majesty the founding emperor and swore that the Alex family would be loyal to the royal family and the people forever, your grandfather, your father , Your eldest brother is one of the best heroes in the empire, but now you have abandoned hundreds of thousands of people in Audley without authorization..."

Lancelot directly interrupted him: "That's why my grandfather died on the battlefield with no bones left, so my father lost both legs, so my elder brother is still only a deputy commander... ..."

Saying that, Lancelot raised the long sword in his hand again: "Besides, as long as you are dead, who will know that I have betrayed the oath of the family."

"The most important thing is that only if you die, and if you die at my hands, can I gain the appreciation of His Majesty the Pope and His Majesty the Emperor, and embark on the road to Qingyun!"

"Anyway, you are just a waste now, why don't you let me use the waste-"

Before he finished speaking, he teleported and appeared directly above Shaster.

The next second, he smiled coldly, raised the long sword in his hand, and slashed at Shaster.

Clang!

It was the same deputy head of Nice, who drew his sword and threw it in front of Shaster.

Lancelot was not angry at all when he missed a hit.

Because following closely, the hundreds of men in black behind him moved.

They entangled the people around Shaster in an instant, so that even if they wanted to rescue Shaster, it was impossible.

Then Lancelot slowly raised his sword and walked towards Shaster again: "Okay, no one will bother us now."

"Thinking of how powerful you were back then, you were named the grandson of the emperor, and once you entered the army, you were the head of the regiment..."

"It's really enviable!"

Unlike him, because he was just an illegitimate child, or an illegitimate child born to his master's maid who drugged his master while he was seriously injured, so he had to rely on himself for everything.

"But you never thought you would end up like this!"

Saying that, Lancelot raised the long sword in his hand again.

Shaster stood up unhurriedly, flicked the dust off his sleeves, looked at Lancelot, and suddenly smiled: "It's not so much that I didn't expect to end up like this, but Rather, I still underestimated the dangers of human nature.”

Immediately after, his voice became cold: "But if you think one-sidedly that I am weak and bully now, then you are underestimating me too much."

"what?"

Lancelot.

The next second, Shaster yelled suddenly: "Wind Chain!"

A blue chain that was almost solidified and with a spike hanging from the top came out of his hand and rushed towards Lancelot.

Lancelot's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly dodged to the rear right, the spike almost flew past his face.

But even so, his cheek was scratched by the strong wind caught in the chain.

Lancelot breathed a sigh of relief.

But at this moment, his pupils shrank again.

Because out of the corner of his eye he clearly saw the chain and it snapped back in an instant.

This time, he was too late to dodge.

Stab it!

Just under his gaze, his left arm was cut off by spikes in an instant.

"what--"

Lancelot screamed immediately.

He covered the wound on his arm and looked at Shaster in disbelief: "Wind chain?"

"Your strength has been restored!"

Shaster opened his right hand, and the moment the folded wind chain returned to his hand, it turned into a long sword.

Things have come to this point, and he has no intention of covering up anymore: "That's right."

"Also, the reason why I was able to enter the army back then was because I was already a magister at the age of 19, and you are five years older than me, but you are still only a swordsman, so compared with this city lord, Who do you think you are--"

After speaking, the wind chain in his hand came out again.

Lancelot's pupils tightened again.

Fortunately, this time, someone stood in front of him: "Vice Bishop, get out of the way."

After the man shot open the wind chain, he rushed up.

Lancelot breathed a sigh of relief, but before he could calm down completely, he saw the man beheaded by Shaster with a sword.

Lancelot's face twisted again in an instant, and there was no trace of complacency in his eyes.

He pushed away several light magicians who surrounded him and wanted to help him connect his arm: "Leave me alone, kill him, kill him for me!"

Hearing his words, the nearby men in black instantly turned their guns, and all shot at Shaster.

Seeing this, the people in the City Lord's Mansion also turned red-eyed: "Protect Your Highness."

"Fight them!"

So that for a while, they actually resisted the fierce attack of the church people and came to a stalemate with them.

Looking at the man in black with Shaster's sword, Lancelot's face turned completely dark.

After all, these men in black were all his subordinates who had been recruited with great difficulty. If there were too many losses here, how could he gain a foothold in the Gasman Empire in the future.

The longer the delay, the more anxious Bishop Brod became.

Because he was afraid that something might go wrong again.

After all, they have already been planted by Shaster many times.

At this time, there was another sound of breaking through the air in the distance.

Bishop Broad and the others looked back and saw a large group of cloaked men coming towards them in the distance. Looking behind them, thousands of city guards were chasing and killing them.

Seeing this scene, Bishop Broad's eyes lit up instantly.

"It's Kabu, it's Kabu and the others, nothing happened to them, they came back."

With just this sentence, the priests and knights of the church immediately cheered up: "Master Kabu and the others are back, our reinforcements have arrived, they are finished!"

"Kill kill kill!"

Hearing this, the faces of the officers and knights in the City Lord's Mansion turned pale instantly.

Shaster clenched his fists instantly.

Are they going to lose?

And hearing their cheers, those civilians who were hiding in the basement, hugging their families and shivering, couldn't help but show despair.

The city is mainly lost, and once the people from the Church of Killing God break in, they will have no choice but to die.

On the ground, several city guard knights couldn't help shouting.

"Your Majesty the God of Light, why don't you open your eyes and look at this land, your believers, and your people."

And almost at the same time, Bishop Broad's excited voice sounded: "Kab, quickly, kill them quickly."

Shaster finally calmed down.

God of Light?

How can there be any god of light in this world?

Didn't you see that the person who wants to put them to death now is the so-called envoy of the God of Light?

It's just that he's dead.

He can no longer harm these loyal followers of him.

Thinking of this, Shaster resolutely said: "I will help you hold them back, and you wait for the opportunity to break through."

The people in the City Lord's Mansion heard this, and their eyes became redder instantly: "Your Highness—"

Shaster directly interrupted them: "Don't talk nonsense, or none of us will be able to escape by then."

"There's also Tahe Village, remember to remind them."

It was he who failed them.

Hearing his words, Lancelot, who reacted, laughed directly.

In an instant, he regained his previous complacency and arrogance: "Want to escape? It depends on whether we agree or not!"

Then his voice spread throughout the central square in an instant: "Kill them all, kill a city guard knight, the vice bishop rewards two gold coins, a small captain, ten gold coins... Captain, bounty coins Ten thousand."

Hearing these words, the people in the church immediately turned red-eyed: "Kill, kill, kill!"

The situation was reversed in an instant.

The people who watched their own side were all cornered in an instant.

Shaster's nails directly dug into the palm of his hand.

He obviously didn't expect that he would end up in this situation——

But he doesn't regret it.

Because there is nothing to regret when you win and lose.

At least he did his best.

He was just not reconciled.

Not reconciled to his failure.

Shaster swung his sword again and chopped off the arm of a soldier of the Church Knights who was attacking him.

Obviously, he has never done even the slightest sinful thing in his life.

Obviously he is the party of justice.

The most important thing is, if he fails, what about the innocence of his mother and the blood feud of his cousin's family?

Do not--

He hasn't lost yet!

He subconsciously looked at the ring on his left index finger, his eyes darkened.

You will help me, right?

But one second passed, two seconds passed, and three seconds passed, and the ring did not respond to him with a flash of golden light like before.

Shaster gasped for breath, and the light in his eyes slowly disappeared.

Couldn't even the ring help him this time?

At this moment, the group of men in black robes finally arrived.

Seeing his appearance, Lancelot blushed: "If you choose to surrender now, maybe I will leave you with a whole body."

Then, as if he remembered something, he clapped his hands again and laughed loudly: "By the way, it's also thanks to you for recovering your strength."

"That is to say, if I hadn't brought people here today to get rid of you, in time, you would definitely become a confidant of the royal family and the Holy See again."

"So when the time comes, His Majesty the Emperor and His Majesty the Pope will definitely reward me even more, hahahaha——"

Hearing this, seeing a dozen men in black besieging him, drops of blood dripping down Shaster's cheeks, his heart sank completely.

They are really over!

Unexpectedly, in the next second, Lancelot's laughter stopped abruptly.

Because a wind blade cut his neck in half in an instant.

The moment the blood spattered, a trace of confusion flashed in Shaster's eyes.

Immediately afterwards, he heard a familiar voice: "Noisy!"

Soon, Lancelot's body fell down, revealing the owner of the voice.

He frowned, with his back to the sun, like a god descending.

At this moment, Shaster clearly felt that he was not even breathing.