The Count of Ile-de-France suddenly opened his eyes!

He looked horrified, as if he had a huge nightmare, and his fists were tightly pinching, sweat leaking out from it. He used his round and large pupils to nervously scan everything around him. After a while, the tense muscles relaxed.

Then, he collapsed softly and weakly on the ground.

Ella struggled to get up and walked to him.

“Calolin.”

She stared at him from top to bottom. She had a lot of things to ask the man: for example, why he didn't lead the army to fight, for example, whether he knew how much casualties his actions had caused to Ella's side... But the situation was urgent, and thousands of words were spoken, and in the end, only this sentence was left, "Tell me, what exactly happened here?"

The Count of Ile-de-France lay on the ground, gasping for breath. After a long time, he finally spoke, saying, "I tried to challenge the apostle, but in the end, I failed."

"I see."

Ella squatted down and held the palm of the Count of Ile de France tightly - no need to ask anything, no need to liquidate anything. Since this man had the courage and determination to challenge the apostle, he was Ella's most solid ally.

"I had known that the apostles were very powerful. But I never expected that the power of the apostles could be so powerful." The Earl of France looked at the sky and recalled the situation that day with fear. "I successfully used Juvaus and controlled an entire army with that powerful force, trying to fight against the apostles. But this force was soon used by the apostles in turn - not only an army, but all the people in Paris fell into Juvaus's control!"

"Hey, I have worked hard to break through the siege and carry you here, and soak you up with precious wine. I don't want to hear you say this." Dust kept slapping the soil in the ear of the Count of Ile de France with his toes, "Jiuvaus is a treasure passed down from your Carolingian family? Tell me quickly, how to remove its power!"

"You don't need to remind me."

The Count of Ile de France pushed Dust away and stood up with difficulty alone.

"After being used by the apostle, Juvayus threw it at the guillotine in the garden. As long as I could get it again, I could save Simene and Mary!"

"Since that's the case, then act quickly. Alfred and Mellie don't know how long they can stand."

Ella used her teeth to tear off her clothes and wrapped the wound that had not yet been fully healed, slowing down the bleeding.

——"Here!"

——"Finish them!"

The citizens' shouts sounded from behind. Ella and others stopped talking, hurriedly exchanged glances, and then seized the way towards the Palace of Versailles.

Countless torches were floating up and down in Paris, and the information about Ella and others' escape had spread throughout Paris. In response to the crowded voices, countless citizens wearing pajamas opened their doors and joined the ranks of surrounding Ella and others in a daze.

"All the roads to Versailles seem to have been blocked." The Earl of France, who was running in the front, turned around and shouted, "Take out your weapons and make a breakthrough accurately!"

"Forcibly break through your head!" Dust cursed from behind, "If you can't retreat, let me lead the way!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and rushed into a dark alley.

"Where are you running? This is not the way to Versailles!"

"Who said this road cannot lead to Versailles? You are a consul, you know nothing about Paris!"

Dust took his head and turned around the path, walking all the narrow and wet paths, and the direction was south and north, just like a headless fly. Just as the Count of Ile de France was almost fainted, the front suddenly became clear, and the tall buildings of the Versailles court appeared in front of him like magic.

Through the building, you can see that outside a few streets, the fire illuminated half of the sky. But their location was extremely quiet, with no one visible, and even a little dismal.

"Hurry up, don't be too slap!" Dust turned around and urged the Earl of France and Ella who were behind him, "This is not a secret passage. If you move slowly, they will catch up sooner or later!"

"...I'm afraid I can't leave anymore. Master, look back."

Ella took a few steps back, and in front of her hand, the red knife and white bow slowly turned out from one side of the wall. They seemed to no longer recognize the Earl of Ile de France, and their eyes were full of hostility towards Ella and his group.

"Hey, these two people look familiar, are they your subordinates?" Dust naturally hid behind the Earl of Ile de France, "How are they?"

"All of them are good players. If you fight seriously, one-on-one, I will definitely win, two-on-one, I will probably lose."

"What should I do?"

"Life and death have fate, wealth and honor are in heaven!"

The Count of Ile de France drew his sword. He knew that the two of them were also under the control of Juvaus, so he didn't talk nonsense at all. He kicked his feet and rushed forward like a sharp sword.

With a "date", the sword in his hand collided with the big sword of the red knife!

The tricks of the Red Sword have always been powerful and strong, and they pay attention to a great skill. The swordsmanship of the Count of Isle of France is known for its lightness and agility. They dodge and move, and seek the enemy's flaws in the rushing. But this time, the Count of Isle of France is abnormal and does not dodge or dodge, and resists the front of the Red Sword and fights a sword with him!

The white bow walked coldly to the side, walked around the broad back of the Red Knife, and brought the Earl of Ile de France into his own field of view. Then, he raised the bow and set up an arrow. In the night, the arrow shone with a sun-like light.

Ella felt a chill on her back, and her intuition told him that this arrow was extraordinary!

"Don't think we don't exist!" She picked up a clay pot on the ground and threw it towards the white bow. While the clay pot was flying, she also carried her own sword and shouted and rushed up in a hurry!

Looking at the flying clay pot, Bai Gong frowned slightly, as if he was quite unhappy with the interference.

The next second, his arrow penetrated the clay pot and hit Ella behind the clay pot. A huge force pushed Ella back several steps. With a "sharp" sound, the arrow passed through Ella's body and nailed to the ground.

Blood flowed out of the wound like a stream, and it seemed that the injury was extremely serious. However, Ella laughed and said to Baigong in front of her: "You are fooled!"
Chapter completed!