Light Spirit Epic Chapter 1894: The Iron Maiden (12)
Chapter 1894 Iron Maiden (Twelve)
The moment the throat was pierced, the wolf knew that he was dying. Not only was the throat punctured, but the cervical spine was also seriously injured due to the penetration of the steel blade, and the lower body would be directly paralyzed.
The wolf was pinned to the ground with a spear—or rather, the roof tile—and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Jeremy, are you taking credit for me again?" the Holy See crusader who was in charge of attracting attention in front of the wild wolf complained at this time.
"Nothing, Peyton." The Holy See crusader who sneaked behind the wolf and pierced the wolf's throat with a spear replied: "It is the mission of our crusaders to destroy abominations, no matter who is responsible for it. hand, the result is the same."
"Hmph, you really know how to talk." The crusader named Peyton hummed: "If that's the case, after I go back, I will report to the cardinal that I killed this demon wolf, and you won't either. Will there be any objections?"
"I have no objection, senior." The crusader named Jeremy replied humbly.
At this time, the wolf lying on the ground with his throat pierced was dying from suffocation and blood loss. It knew it was doomed, but it kept its last sanity in order to get as much information as possible from the mouths of these crusaders.
Peton looked at the moonlight in the sky, and said all he thought: "By the way, Orleans is getting less and less peaceful. Together with the last few kills, this is the fourth time we have killed the abomination. ?"
"Five times," Jeremy corrected.
"Oh, five times." Peyton then said a little embarrassedly: "Last time, the big crow with the same shadow could not be caught and let it escape. By the way, what the **** is that ghost? It's like a mass Like a foggy shadow, the crossbow arrow will directly penetrate it when it hits it. Shouldn't that thing be invincible?"
"It is very likely that the demons used some kind of sorcery. It has no entity, just a phantom for investigation." Jeremy analyzed: "Anyway. Next time it appears again, special The priestly sealers are its opponents. We don't need to worry about it anymore."
"That's right, that's right." Peyton turned to look at the dying wolf on the ground again: "Oh, this abomination hasn't died yet. Could it be eavesdropping on us?" conversation?"
"No, how come."
"Looks disgusting. Go to hell!" Crusader Peyton had already raised his spear and aimed it at the wolf's forehead. At the moment when the spear pierced the wolf's head, the world suddenly went dark.
"Ugh!"------
Far away from the town, in a cave in a forest, a half-wolf half-human monster suddenly woke up from his thoughts.
He rubbed his dizzy head. The momentary experience of being "killed" just now seemed to be conveyed to him through some kind of spiritual connection, making him feel as if he was killed by the Crusaders.
"Damn the Holy See crusaders..." The wolf Bedivere murmured, "Why are you always meddling."
"Oh..." Beside the wolf, a little wolf was wailing in a low voice, as if feeling sad because he knew something.
"I'm sorry, furball," Bedivere said to the wolf, as if the beast could understand him: "I'm so sorry for your dad's death. It wasn't supposed to be this way. , it's all my responsibility."
As a demon, as a human wolf, Bedivere can use mind control to manipulate his kin from a distance. Since he came to this world nine hundred years later, Bedivere has been using this ability to control wolves and scout around.
The wild wolf that was killed by the throat just now was also one of Bedivere's relatives. It was too risky and went deep into the city. Originally, he planned to retreat after hearing useful information, but he did not expect to encounter The Holy See Crusades.
Speaking of which, the Holy See Crusaders are also very powerful. In the middle of the night, they flew over the roof and walked around the walls, and found the wolf lurking on the roof of the bar to ask for information. The stealth ability of the wild wolf is not low, it can only be said that the awareness of the Holy See Crusaders is too high, so they detected the wild wolf who was hiding so well.
Bediver came to this different world as a demon, and as a demon, this characteristic will never change. In the future, I'm afraid I'll have to pay more attention to protecting the Holy See Crusaders.
Anyway, Bedivere's top priority right now is to reunite with Arthur. I don't know where Arthur went, but if Arthur received the same information, he would definitely go there.
The meeting point is in Turiel. As long as Joan of Arc didn't take Turrell for a day, Arthur would rush there.
Bediver, the human wolf, rose from the haystacks in his lair and transformed himself into a great white wolf. He is different from ordinary wild wolves. He puts on a vest, wraps around his waist a strip of cloth that can barely be used to cover his shame, and carries a long silver sword on his back. A normal beast would never appear in front of humans in this outfit. Bedivere dressed like this but traveled in the appearance of a beast. What he wanted was to confuse humans. When people see the big white wolf dressed in this way, they will definitely think that the wolf is a warrior wolf tamed by a warrior or a ranger. There will be less trouble.
But of course, his outfit is more than decoration. The silver sword he carries is also usable, either by letting his companions use it as a weapon in his hand, or Bedivere can wield the sword with his mouth. In the worst-case scenario, Bedivere can even transform into a human-wolf form when no humans are present, and half-human, half-wolf he can vacate his blade-wielding hands.
When everything was ready, Bedivere took a step out of the cave.
The pack of wolves is waiting for Bedivere to give orders at the entrance of the cave. Although these more than 100 wild wolves are just ordinary beasts, they are the family of the human wolf Bedivere and are loyal to him. You might even give your life for him.
"Listen well, my relatives." The big white wolf said, "I'm going to go to Turiel next. It's a long way to go, and it's impossible to move with your entire clan. And if I go like this, It is estimated that I will not be back for a long time. So you stay here and guard the cave. A year's worth of food has been prepared for you."
"Ah woo woo woo!" the wolves howled.
Bedivere turned to look at a little wolf beside him: "This furry boy has lost his father and is now helpless, so he will be taken care of by your entire clan. ------From From now on, let's disband. Do what you need to do!"
"Ah woo woo woo!" the wolves howled again, then dispersed. Their figures gradually disappeared into the entire forest, blending with the shadows of the trees and leaves.
Though these are just beasts, they have all become excellent fighters under the long training of Bedivere. If it's just a pack of wolves, humans won't bother them at will. Even if Bedivere is not here to look after the house, his relatives can still take care of themselves.
I hope so.
Bediver sighed and turned to look at the little wolf beside him: "What? Why are you still standing here? Hurry up and live with everyone."
"Ah..." Little Wolf looked at Bedivere pitifully.
"It's useless for you to look at me like that. I'll never take you with me, understand?"
"Ahhh......!!" Little Wolf looked at Bedivere with doubly pitiful, watery eyes.
"Oh...it's really troublesome." The big white wolf frowned.
Late April. As winter approaches the spring solstice, France is still enveloped by a chill, and the weather is unexpectedly cloudy.
A chilly snow fell in the sky. Although the snow on the ground was not thick, it covered the ground with blood, burying a cruelty for this supposedly tragic battlefield.
The offensive and defensive battle of Turrell Fort has been going on like this for a month.
"It's such a stubborn fellow, isn't it?" A teenage girl in full armor walked to the front of the field, built a shelter through picketed wood, and stared at the stone fort on the opposite side.
"But is it only a matter of time before we take it down, Lady Saint?" Behind the heavily armed girl, a young knight followed.
The knight's appearance is actually quite handsome. From his face, it can be seen that he is from a noble family, and his bloodline is quite pure. The long golden hair makes the knight a bit handsome.
Compared to this pure-blooded knight, the girl can't help but look a little dirty. The blood stains left on her face from the last battle~IndoMTL.com~ have not yet had the time to clean it up. Make the girl look more like a rustic village woman, rather than the great saintess people say.
Nevertheless, the faithful knights who have been following the saint still worship her as a great man. What they were looking at was not the girl's appearance, but her steel heart that was unwavering and took the lead in saving the country.
For this reason, Joan of Arc also has another nickname, [Iron Maiden]. Anyone in the world who has ever seen Joan of Arc holding her sword and military flag and charging into the front line with her heroic appearance, will surely have this feeling from the bottom of her heart: This nickname is too appropriate!
The French army of only a few thousand men led by Joan of Arc, after the liberation of Orleans, has been attacking the city unstoppable and has never lost a battle. The wooden fortresses built by the British army were all destroyed in front of the Saintess' army. It is rumored that the army led by the Saintess would possess magical powers, and ordinary defensive buildings easily collapsed under the onslaught of the army and were vulnerable to a single blow.
The battle has been going well until this Turrell Fort, an impregnable fortress made of solid rock bricks.
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