The cigarettes on the fingertips are slightly raised.

Scarlet swept over, charred withered and broken.

The cigarette butts fell on the finely woven blanket and were stomped by the boots with mud marks.

Adam turned around the corner alone, squinted his eyes and sucked his mouth suddenly, stretched his knuckles, naturally drooped beside him, and swung backwards.

The guard set up a spear in response to the sound.

"Hey, the celebration banquet is not here...ah ahem."

Half a mouthful of smoke was sprayed in the air, tar and suspended particles were poured on the guard's face, coughing repeatedly, and they subconsciously wanted to push away the guy in front of them.

The steel sword was thrown and landed on Adam's swinging right hand.

brush!

Blood splattered on the wall, pulling out weaker lines, and falling on the ground with broken arms. Before he could scream, the sword that broke through the smoke was scratched across his throat.

Adam took a step forward and sent the blade into the other chest.

He leaned against the other person's shoulder, feeling the increasing weight of his wrist and his vague sobs.

The blade gently escaped from the weak part of the armor, and the corpse lay down with a look of horror.

Furo ~

Finally, the smoke slowly blurred his vision, the red dot fell, and the broken hair on the blanket was curled up with a little flame.

The boots were stepped on, making a muffled sound, crushing the embers.

More footsteps came from the corner. The crowd came out in a crowd of people, with their movements sophisticatedly, without any conversation.

Adam took the napkin handed over by Luca, and then went down to remove the remaining blood and threw it next to the body.

【Tegonda Guard (Death)】

The mercenaries were already very skilled and carried the two corpses into the dining room.

Luca closed the window gently and glanced at the servants next to her who were tied up and gagged. After thinking about it, she covered their eyes with cloth strips.

Sean bought a lot of news in the black market in advance, and sent Luca in through the cargo box without disturbing anyone.

Then lurking here, providing them with other doorways to access the castle.

The mercenary lifted the white cloth on the rattan basket, ranging from daggers to light armor inside. There was no other movement in the room except for the sound of wearing.

They have done a lot of "work" that requires caution and silence.

However, now there are employers in a unified way and life has a direction.

"Sir, what should they do?"

Someone asked, but everyone had a tacit understanding and the sword was held in their hands, with a different weight.

"Woo, woo!"

Several servants shook their heads with great difficulty, but were afraid that the noise would cause dissatisfaction, so they could only tremble.

Tears passed through the blindfold, cold sweat and horror all came to their faces.

The mercenaries had never had this kind of hesitation before.

Business, coins, life.

In the chaotic and lush life, I was gradually blurred, and I was silently waiting for trial in prison, and the last warmth of my body disappeared...

It may be their thoughts and understanding of life and death.

[Leaders influence their subordinate values]

[The teams that kill and respect life each have their own strengths, and it depends on your decision.]

"Why did you ask me?"

Adam's expression was indifferent and his fingers pushed away the opponent's weapon.

"Does the party involved have no say?"

The short blade swept over the corpse and pointed it at the pale servants.

The wall ash is shaking off, and the sobs are choking up and down.

The footsteps were chaotic, and the servants tried their best to shrink their necks and hold their breath.

It took a long time to hear the joy of the aftermath of the disaster.

...

"Look, griffin!"

Roaring and roaring broke in through the window, chandeliers filled with candles were shaking, and dust spreading over the long table.

Most of the guests downstairs were blocking the gaps and watching, and there were already many shouts outside.

"How is it? Who is outside, the guard?"

"Let's go out!"

"It's safe inside the castle."

"The gate was blocked by those Antonwesen soldiers."

There were also guys who had lost their viewing view, and were anxiously circling by the dining table, and anxious conversations rang everywhere in the hall.

"Hey, who are they?"

Adam strides forward with the handle of the steel sword in his hand, and steps straight up the stairs.

The Heim silver sword has been packed in the truck, and tonight, no vengeful spirits are going to be hunted.

The queue behind him is neat and strict, and the solemnity and discipline make it difficult to distinguish the specific identity.

Most people regard it as a private army or a lord's army.

The Antonwesen cavalry were also defending the main gate, and the forces of various armies were fighting there, and they had no time to care about the inside of the castle.

The footsteps were neat and heavy, and they had already arrived at the open walkway on the second floor.

Many people in the hall raised their sights, followed the movement, surrounded the handrail, and talked a lot.

Adam had a small map, he knew where Cathy was, and the other party had obviously heard the movement in the room, and was being protected by the military chief.

One of the four cavalrymen was about to turn around the corridor to investigate. He would first see the hall and then see himself.

But unexpectedly, the first person to stop him was a decently dressed gentleman.

Cathy returned to the room, the stair guard was removed, and the noble guests also had the right to use the observation deck.

"Hey, I remember you, those prisoners! I lost a lot of money!"

Mr. Bearded screamed loudly as if he had discovered a treasure, which attracted the sudden response from other viewers.

"Have you sent you to protect us? What happened outside? Tell me... um."

"I'm glad to see you again, sir."

Adam raised his hand and twisted the other person's neck, and his movements were smooth and fast.

"I'm sorry for losing money."

The body collapsed, and the front row mercenaries caught it, pushing it down from the railing like a throwing garbage.

The troops are still moving forward.

No one dared to speak in the aisle on the second floor, and they retreated back to the observation deck.

The black shadows hit the long table, the tableware was broken and splashed, and the white cloth was messy.

The audience who were immersed in the chaos outside the house were finally attracted to the room.

The bottle rolled down from the twisted neck and hit the ground, making a crisp sound, and the scratched corpse, bleeding and red wine mixed with dizzy.

Adam was waiting at the corner of the second floor, with his index finger standing on his mouth, and he just looked at the guests below.

The mercenaries held their weapons tightly and glanced at them coldly, making them silent.

In the past, many people also looked down on themselves from a high point.

The running sound gradually approached, and the puzzled face raised its plane, its expression was still changing, and its pupils had not shrunk.

Adam's iron gloves were extremely fast and hit the bridge of his nose.

【Anton Wisson Cavalry (Stir)】

The body leaned back in the air and flew into the air, and several swords were sent into the abdomen and chest at the same time, nailing him to the floor.

At this time, in the room.

Cathy and the military chief realized something was wrong, and both held their weapons tightly, and pushed open the door and went out at the same time with the remaining three cavalry guards.

Looking at each other is at the moment of inadvertent attention.

She once imagined the scene when the two sides met again at close range.

Maybe it was in the arena that I was pulling the bowstring and stepping on the other party's face full of begging for mercy.

Maybe it was on the side of the racetrack that he supported the Royal Floma himself and used the opponent's knees as footstools.

Anyway, it's not like this now.

He led the crowd to kill, holding a sword in his right hand.
Chapter completed!