blogombal Page 104
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At the same time, the unexpected scene from just now replayed in his mind.
The long, piercing sound that tore through the sky also rang in my ears.
Arthur was still shaken by this experience.
His rationality helped him make a judgment about the current situation:
"An unknown and terrifying Silver-rank knight has just made a move!"
With this in mind, he turned his head and looked in the direction from which the two arrows had come—the south of Blackrock Territory.
However, in his field of vision.
The unknown figure he had anticipated did not appear.
As far as his gaze could see, all that remained was the silent darkness shrouded by the endless night of the North.
Arthur wondered:
"Did the owner of these two arrows come from even further away?"
But his current situation doesn't allow him to continue thinking.
So he first faced south, where the arrows had come from, and quickly bowed:
"Thank you for your assistance!"
Once Blackrock Territory has weathered this crisis, I will surely express my deepest gratitude!
Say it.
Arthur's thoughts returned, and he summoned the dark-haired horse, Night Shadow.
then.
He quickly mounted his horse, then pulled on the reins without stopping, driving the dark-haired horse Nightshade away from the battlefield where the conflict had finally ended.
"I'm entrusting Lani to you, my lord!"
At that moment, Arthur also heard Lawson, the Thunder Badger Knight, urgently calling out.
Arthur agreed without turning around:
“Mr. Lawson, I will go at full speed to find Miss Lani and protect her.”
The voice just fell.
Second-tier wind magic: Gale Run!
"hold head high!"
The black-haired horse, Night Shadow, sensed its master's urgency, raised its head and let out a loud neigh that echoed through the sky, then mobilized the wind element to accelerate itself to its maximum speed.
soon.
With his black hair flowing, Ma Yeying carried Arthur and disappeared from everyone's sight.
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Wind-blown collar.
Deep in a forest on the outskirts of the city.
There is a lake surrounded by flat grassland.
But if one could see through an invisible, hidden barrier in this meadow that is not visible to the naked eye.
You will then see a different kind of scenery.
—A cluster of Gothic-style villas stands on the shore of a lake.
This is the secluded residence of the alchemist Merlin.
at this time.
Merlin, the alchemist, a white-robed youth who had dealt with Arthur, Gawain, and others, was standing at the entrance of his alchemy workshop, leaning on a simple, life-sized wooden staff.
His gaze was fixed straight ahead.
In his slightly narrowed eyes, the figure of a handsome man with long, flowing hair and light armor was reflected.
He held a uniquely designed longbow in his hand, his body still in the finished posture of drawing the bow and releasing the arrow.
The alchemist Merlin had just witnessed this handsome man with shoulder-length hair fire three arrows in succession toward the north.
He keenly noticed the satisfied smile that appeared on the other man's lips after he fired three arrows.
So Merlin, the one who made the longbow in the opponent's hands, began to boast:
"How is it, Lord Tristan? The replica I made based on the legendary weapon 'Bow of the Wind God' is pretty good, isn't it?"
Does it also possess some of the legendary power to kill someone from a thousand miles away?
Hearing Merlin's boast, the handsome man suppressed the satisfied look on his face and responded in a teasing tone:
"It'll have to do, but it's definitely not even one-thousandth as good as the 'Bow of the Wind God'."
"Lord Tristan is truly a hypocrite."
The alchemist Merlin was not angered by his slander; instead, he gave a meaningful smile and directly revealed his identity:
"Lord Tristan, Lord of Windpu, may I ask why you shot three arrows toward Blackrock Territory?"
I now have several close friends in Blackrock Territory.
He then changed the subject:
"If you hurt some of my close friends, it will put me in a difficult position."
Lord Tristan of Windpull sheathed his longbow and asked the other party curiously:
"Oh! Mr. Merlin, are you worried about my Lv.4 'Blessing of the Wind God,' or are you worried about this counterfeit 'Bow of the Wind God'?"
"Hahaha!"
Upon hearing this, the alchemist Merlin burst into laughter.
soon.
He stopped laughing and said self-deprecatingly:
“I was foolish, Lord Tristan.”
"You probably want to know what those three arrows hit, right?"
Lord Tristan of Windpud stopped joking with Merlin and pointed out the unspoken meaning behind the other's words.
Upon hearing this, the alchemist Merlin immediately reverted to his usual languid expression.
He responded calmly and without showing any emotion:
"Lord Tristan just unleashed his full power with Lv.4 'Blessing of the Wind God' and fired three more arrows."
"The target of this arrow must have some grudge against you, right?"
"Grievances? Not really."
Lord Tristan of Windpu shook his head and continued casually:
"I just happened to 'see' a group of demon lackeys I didn't like appearing in Blackrock Territory, so I borrowed them to test the power of this counterfeit 'Wind God's Bow.'"
"Black Rock Territory? Demon's lackey?"
The alchemist Merlin noticed the key words in the other person's words and fell into deep thought:
"That minor lord of Blackrock Territory doesn't seem to have any intention of colluding with the demon race."
After a moment of contemplation.
The alchemist Merlin had a sudden flash of inspiration and remembered something important.
He couldn't help but look up towards the north, where Blackrock Territory was located, and murmured:
"Could they be invading Blackrock Territory to capture the witch's 'vessel' that Lawson is guarding?"
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Let's return to Blackrock Territory.
Inside the lord's manor.
A large procession of townspeople seeking refuge was marching briskly deeper into the manor.
And on both sides of this team.
Dozens of Blackrock Regiment soldiers maintained order during the march.
Besides them, there were two young girls following at the edge of the group.
One of them was Lani.
But at this moment, her condition was very strange.
A look of terror crossed the girl's pretty face, her light gray eyes fixed on another girl, slightly younger than her, dressed in a simple linen dress.
"Miss Lani, are you really alright?"
The girl walking in front of Lani seemed to sense something, turned around and stopped, looking at Lani with concern.
"Weiwei, don't come any closer!"
Vivi's sudden stop startled Lani, who froze on the spot, concealing the fear on her face and calling out the girl's name.
Then, with a serious expression, she continued to explain:
"I might hurt you."
"Miss Lani, why did you hurt me?"
Vivi was confused, but she obediently stood still and did not move.
at this time.
The two girls were so focused on each other that they didn't notice the gray mist rising around them.
The gray mist spread rapidly, enveloping them.
This is from the perspective of a town resident who came to the end of this refugee group.
He glanced at his side in confusion and blinked.
Because he seemed to have just witnessed two girls who were wandering among the refugee group suddenly disappear from his sight.
He gazed at the empty landscape before him.
Just as this question arose in my mind...
His eyes glazed over for a moment, then cleared again.
He scratched his head, turned away, and muttered to himself:
"Huh! What was I thinking just now?"
Chapter 107 The Witch's Perspective (Part 1)
Back into the gray fog.
From Lani's perspective.
Her light gray eyes were fixed on Vivi, a girl not far away and directly opposite her.
Contrary to what most people would see, Vivi wasn't wearing a simple linen dress in her eyes, but rather an exquisite and gorgeous fitted black silk dress.
Especially noteworthy is the silver necklace that adorns Vivi's fair neck, identical to her own.
Along with this eerie scene came a mature, unfamiliar female voice that kept echoing in her mind:
"Lani, go eat her."
This is just an illusion!
Lani tried to reassure herself, then shook her head, attempting to shake the strange female voice from her mind.
But this behavior is futile.
Soon, she noticed the changes in her surroundings.