Black Scepter Chapter 46: Ashkandi the traitor
"Sir, forgive me!"
"Don’t kill me! Don’t kill me! We are forced!"
Even with the civilian women and children of Fei Leng Cui, this group of half-dead brothers and sisters were escorted to Fei Leng Cui Square unexpectedly shouting the same content, originally prepared to execute these people together Casco narrowed his eyes slightly, glared at an unremarkable archer next to him, and marched towards the captives who were lined up on the ground.
This group of people are genuine members of the Brotherhood. They used to be held in the dungeons of Fort Kosenyi. If the only thing in common is that these guys with the same strength and physical strength have not participated in the castle magic circle. Construction, when they were released from the dungeon, they were escorted back to the Emerald Mercenary Guild from Corsini Castle by a large, cruel man.
And just rushing out after the sound of the explosion is not their own wish, but it is the only "task" that the big man has left for the mercenary union-let this group of people go to the fishing industry after the trap is triggered to make up for it .
Who doesn’t want to go is a dead end.
Casque listened to these thin mercenaries narrate everything they knew-including the latest owner of Fei Leng Cui, not far from here, Fort Corsini, a young and ruthless leader Waiting for the news, after thinking for a long while, he walked in front of a captive and looked down at the cold-sweat guy, saying: "Would you like to lead the way and lead my team to Fort Corsini to meet your new owner?"
"I am willing! Yes! As long as you take my life, I will do anything! I--"
"Poof!"
The captive's words were not finished. A long arrow went straight through his head. The huge force made him fall back directly, his body twitched a few times, and there was no sound.
This scene is too sudden, but Casque has no expression or change.
No one can see clearly where this arrow was shot from, the speed is too fast to be recognized, the sky is completely dark, and the appearance of the captives is not clear at this moment, even for ordinary archers Aiming twenty meters away has become an extravagant hope, but there is still an imperceptible arrow that killed the captive.
"Who else do you remember going to Fort Corsini?"
Casque raised his face and asked quietly to the people in front of him, but no one dared to answer at all—they were **** by the rope and looked at each other, fearing that it would be a disaster to say more nonsense.
"Opportunity, only once."
Casque's words just fell, and the captives in front were hit by an arrow almost at the same time, and all of them penetrated his head without exception!
The sound of the corpse falling was dull and abnormal in the square.
There is only one person left.
The only living captive, the only remaining member of the Brotherhood at this moment, looked at the arrow that hit his crotch and rubbed his life` root into the ground, and he was already scared to pee his pants.
"It's unfortunate, your companion is dead, it seems that only you can lead the way, isn't it?"
Casque looked down at this guy who was already speechless. Compared with other captives, he was no different, but at this time his hands were shaking, and he looked up and his expression remained unchanged from beginning to end. The mercenary commander nodded stiffly.
"Very good, hope not to let me down."
Casque turned his head and ignored the only luckiest survivor in the corpse, and issued a follow-up order to the adjutant next to him: "Be alert to attack, stand on four patrol posts, double the number of people, light up all Torch, continue to requisition food, rebels, kill."
"Yes! Leader."
"The knight changes the light armor, and the archer is on standby."
"Roy, be careful of assassins."
A successful mercenary commander is by no means merely an individual with great strength, ensuring that a team is running without any errors and ensuring safety, and it is not possible to practice overnight.
Looking up, looking at the moon above him, Roy narrowed his eyes.
"Strong enemy."
The Morpheus outside Feilengcui Town stood on a tree trunk, overlooking the town with a bright starting point, and couldn't help but sigh.
Connor stood upside down on a tree trunk next to Morpheus, in a black suit, with bat wings closed, like a real vampire bat in the dark.
"Master, those traps"
"Maybe those "farmers" will have to spend a lot of money."
The face of Morpheus is as pale as the blood in the moonlight. This low-level knight who killed more than 30 people in one day only exposed the intricate chess board at the moment. God knows that he has been busy for more than ten days. What do the guys with countless magic circles think?
Connor can be sure that the so-called traps are not so simple as just a few magic circles that have been cleared.
"I have to say that I still missed a few steps in this round," Morpheus remained silent for a few seconds, and said to Compton standing under the tree: "Strength statistics, report."
"Leader-level, archer in the dark, level, elemental magician level IV, alchemist and puppet master unknown, magician level IV."
Compton reported a series of horrible answers, "Three rank knights, seven rank IV knights, and the rest are guard knights."
A team with a small number of people has such a complicated and powerful team configuration, it is absolutely terrifying, and its strength is no less than the elite private soldiers of the noble family!
It seems that the Earl of Watley wanted to use the blood to make himself disappear from this world.
Feileng Cui fell?
Morpheus can have its own plans.
"Only the seedlings that survive the cruelest storms can grow into towering trees." He slowly pulled out the scepter of Sulfuras and sighed softly, "When the world is against me, how many people can Fight side by side with me?"
In the dark jungle, countless figures flew by quickly, answering the young man holding the dark scepter with his own actions.
Twenty-seven werewolves after transformation, especially the high-level werewolves transformed under the full moon, are many times more powerful than usual transformations!
Budget dogs are attacking in synergy. Their eyes are burning with firelight. They are nightmares that cannot be rid of in the night. When the firelight in those eyes disappears, only two cases are shown-disappearance or death.
The sound of Suoxuo Suo was heard, and three huge black shadows flashed away from the roof of Feilengcui Town in the distance.
This is no longer the arena where Morpheus shows his personal heroism. In fact, he has understood his position in this war as quickly as possible-commander-in-chief, commander-in-chief of the army. The only thing he needs to do is to take The chips in your hands exchange the smallest casualties for the enemy's biggest losses.
Until victory.
Under the head of Mawei, Morpheus forced the other party’s morale to be directly depressed by its own strength, but it was unexpected that the head of the mercenary in Feilengcui town only dragged the morale back by virtue of killing Liwei. In contrast, Morpheus had to admit that he was still too soft.
Finding his true position, Morpheus stood outside Feileng Cui and calmly started his third game.
Fort Corsini.
Ashkandi sitting at the desk Enron is definitely not relaxed at the moment. On the contrary, she rarely expresses an emotion that has never appeared on her face.
Anxious.
I'm not worried about the safety of Morpheus, but the reason for her emotions lies in the book in her hand.
"History of Fording Aristocrats", a history book written by historian Bahida & Bull Bashat, does not use the long list and index as the main clue to introduce these families that have appeared in the history of Fording, its narrative method It is more like the same "Empire Biography", which describes the families of Fording, a great empire that have appeared in time sequence since their birth and all their contributions to the country.
As Morpheus said, this book records the Sabra family that rises after the founding of Fordine two hundred years later. The book also describes all the previous heads of the entire family and has a detailed evaluation of the current head, Earl Watley.
It’s just that Morpheus never thought that the results of his selective reading unconsciously constituted an irreparable error-in the second half of the book, an unbearable word described an energy The fact that Ashcandi feels restless!
In the second half of the history of Fording Aristocrats, a column was organized, with only three words as the title: "Treasoners".
The name of Ashcandy & Bull Misrae and the family behind him are impressive!
Isn't this the biggest irony?
The birth of a split personality is always accompanied by intense stimulation. Ashcandi can remember that his only identity is the nobility of Fording. The scourge caused by her arrogant father made her fall into the abyss but cast an epic. All of Kleinman's blood race cannot be faded in the river for nearly a thousand years, but all the details have long been selectively forgotten.
The simple queen has no overcrowded curiosity, no needless sentimentality, no exquisite noble mind, and the principle she pursues is only two words: killing.
Kill everything, all injustice and humiliation!
But now, a few months after the heretical ruling was razed, she finds that her only belief has changed.
No longer killing dominates all thoughts, she began to try to understand other people’s ideas, began to focus on the books in her hands, when the turbulent reality and history conflicted with the memory in her mind, Ashkandi Panic.
Too many contents in "Fording Noble History" are different from the family in your memory, and even encountered the exact opposite!
If it is said that a large number of historians are running dogs working for the royal family, Bahida & Bull Bashat is the real "historian" who is willing to straighten his waist and not give in to any forces. The history book is not a best-selling book on the mainland, but it has been listed as a "forbidden book" by more than five countries for revealing too many dark epics!
Blindly?
As a witness to the demise of the family~IndoMTL.com~ Ashcandi, who has vague memories of the rise and fall of several other families in the same period, saw nearly 100% reduction in this book!
The only difference, and the only place that conflicts with memory, is the way in which your family is destroyed.
Only this one, Ashcandi began to doubt whether his existence was really reasonable-the birth of the Queen’s personality was really a result of an uncontrolled division due to a long-planned assassination Or was someone deliberately trying to induce a huge change in Ashcandy's personality when he was young and fashionable?
She began to fear the content of the second half of the book, but her hands uncontrollably opened the Pandora’s box. This emotion was like a plague, which could easily destroy a firm will to face the heretical ruling. The strong man who has interrogated for several months without false colors.
"The ultimate destroyer of the Misri family is the Ashkandi, who destroyed everything. Perhaps her father did not expect that his life would end in the hands of his biological daughter."
"Pap!"
"History of Fording Aristocrat" suddenly landed, Ashcandi slapped her cheeks and silenced.