Thunder rolled, as if a heavy rain was about to fall.

Soon, a loud call sounded from the street: "The target has already flown into the street. The Duke of Brittany has an order to block all roads. Anyone who sees wandering on the street, regardless of identity, will be captured together! No matter what identity, will be captured together!"

Princess Navarra, who was hiding in Tibet with the Earl of France on the street, suddenly turned pale: "Listen! We have been discovered, they are capturing us! Otherwise, let's find another house to hide in!"

The Earl of France shook his head firmly: "This is a drinking poison to quench thirst. The Duke of Brittany has confirmed that we are in the city and will soon withdraw all the people searched outside the city, and the number of soldiers in the city will exceed twice as much as now. When they find that there is no one on the street, they will strengthen the vigilance on the street and restart the search of houses. By then, we will really be unable to fly."

"But they have blocked the road now!"

"No, it's just a command. It takes time to say the order from the lord's mouth to the ears of every soldier; it takes time to pass it to the ears of every soldier and react in a definite way; it takes time to react in a definite way to become a command perfectly. This period of time is our last chance! Speed ​​up!"

Before he finished speaking, the Earl of France had already accelerated his pace and was more than ten positions ahead of Princess Navarra in the blink of an eye. Three soldiers rushed out from one side of the road ahead and heard footsteps. When they turned their heads, they were killed by the Earl of France with a sword. They held their weapons tightly to prepare for battle. Before they could see the sword path of the Earl of France, they were killed by the Earl of France. They opened their mouths and were ready to call for help. As soon as the word "come is coming", the Earl of France was killed by the Earl of France. In the blink of an eye, the three soldiers fell into a pool of blood.

"Hurry up! Don't stop!" the Count of Ile-de-France yelled at Princess Navarre behind, "Once we stop, we will be discovered!"

Princess Navarra had to try hard to speed up and follow. After running a few steps, a scream came from behind:

"A brother here was killed!"

"The enemy is here! The enemy is running here!"

"Catch up! Chase up!"

"Don't look back at them, run faster!" The Earl of Ile-de-France roared in front, "Break out of the encirclement before they surround us!"

But how could Princess Navarra catch up with the speed of the Count of Ile de France? After running for a few more times, the footsteps behind her were getting closer and closer. When she was anxious, she fell to the ground.

The Earl of Ile-France turned around and saw this scene. She was shocked and rushed back and pulled Princess Navarra up. This time, the enemy's pursuers were approaching. The Earl of Ile-France had to protect Princess Navarra behind her and fight with the pursuers.

"The enemy is here! The enemy is here! Come and help!"

More and more soldiers came, far exceeding the speed at which the Count of Ile de France killed them. Not long after, footsteps came from the other side of the road - they were surrounded.

The Earl of France had enough to protect Princess Navarra from the pursuers on one side, but where did he protect Princess Navarra under the attack on both sides? In desperation, he had to jump open a door casually and pull Princess Navarra into it.

The owner of the room was quietly hiding by the window to watch. The Earl of France broke into the door and his face turned blue. The Earl of France ignored him and saw a staircase leading to the second floor. He immediately pulled Princess Navarra to run up. He himself blocked the entrance of the staircase and fought with the pursuers who rushed over!

The heavy rain and lightning fell together. Amid the thunders, the Earl of France fought alone with the soldiers who rushed up like a swarm of insects. At the narrow staircase, the soldiers could not fully utilize the number of people. The Earl of France blocked the Earl of France directly until the early morning of the next day.

The rain stopped and the night sky became clear.

The attack stopped for the time being, and the soldiers retreated outside the house, surrounded the house layer by layer, waiting for the arrival of the Duke of Brittany.

And the piled up corpses had completely blocked the stairs.

The Count of Ile de France swayed to the second floor, and when the sword in his hand was loosened, he collapsed directly to the ground. Princess Navarra rushed over and looked at the wound on his body.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Her voice whimpered a little, "It's all my fault that I was useless, so I was killed and you were trapped here."

"No, it's me that's useless." The Count of Ile-de-France looked blankly at the already decaying roof, "I should have considered it in advance if you can't run fast."

The torch lights up below to illuminate the night. The stars of fire soon extended to the distant sky and flowed together with the Milky Way in the sky.

Princess Navarra was stunned.

"Why did the capital gather such a large number of troops?"

A burst of laughter rang out from the dry throat of the Count of Ile de France.

"All the lords of the Principality of Brittany are now gathered in this capital. Their soldiers combined are probably more than 30,000."

Thirty thousand. This number of troops is enough to launch a large-scale battle, and now they are used to round up the Count of Ile de France and Princess Navarra.

Princess Navarra stood up with a pale face: "I'll go out and negotiate with Alan now."

"sit down."

"No! I took this matter by myself and had nothing to do with you. You are an ally of Alan. As long as you hand me over, you should be able to leave here safely."

"I said, sit down."

The Count of Ile-de-France raised his arm weakly and wiped the blood from the wound on Princess Navarra's forehead:

“‘Karolus serenissimus Augustus a Deo coronatus magnus pacificus imperator Romanum gubernans imperium’. Sit down, this is the order.”

Princess Navarra sat back on the ground in a daze. Then, at the moment when her consciousness was restored, she started crying: "Why? Why do you want to help me like this? You are not even interested in me, but only thinking about that Mary."

"Actually, I treat you and Mary the same."

The Count of Ile de France lowered his arms and his dark eyes looked at the decaying roof again.

"It is all for the atonement. For the past, present... and the future, all sins that will happen."

There was a sound of horse hooves outside the house. The Earl of France tilted his head and looked out the window, only to see the Duke of Brittany walking towards this side under the escort of a team of knights.

He laughed, and then forced himself to stand up.

"You stay here and don't move... No, if you can find a chance, you'd better run away immediately."

Princess Navarra alertly grabbed his sleeve: "What are you going to do?"

"I?"

The Count of Ile-de-France laughed dryly.
Chapter completed!