Osor sat opposite Dust with a gloomy face, grinding a dagger over and over again. The day after day, the people sent to kidnap Anna were not returned yet, Osor became more and more irritable, and his method of sharpening his knife became more and more rude.

"Why haven't come yet?" Dust muttered to himself. It is said that those people have been cleaned up by Little Princess Anna. Could it be that the little princess forgot to leave a living and can't find out about this place?

Although he was very quiet, Osor heard this. He thought Dust was referring to his subordinates, and he cursed with Dust's words: "Didn't this group of trash? Isn't this little 14-year-old girl? It takes so much time?"

A roar of an eagle came from outside the window. Dust looked out the window and felt happy. His falcon was hovering outside the window. In the past few months, the falcon he had raised for several years had completely become a pet of the little princess, and he only listened to the orders of the little princess. Since the falcon appeared here, the little princess must have come outside the house.

Dust looked at Osor who was sharpening his knife sitting on the chair. Based on his knowledge of Anna, as long as Osor's body appeared by the window, Anna's arrow could shoot through his head.

"My damn!! My feet are numb!" Dust shouted out loud on purpose, and shook his feet a few times. Osol looked up at him, ignored him, and continued to bow his head to do his job.

"Osol, you have been sitting for so long and don't stand up and walk around, won't your feet be numb?"

"Not irritating." Osor answered Dust in a concise manner.

"How could it not be numb? Even if it is not numb now, it will be numb in a while! I will be numb now! After sitting for a long time, I still have to stand up and walk..."

Osor glanced at the window: "It's not the place, nor the time. If you scream, I'll block your mouth with a rag."

Seeing that a plan failed, Dust had another plan in his mind. He shouted in a louder voice: "Even if you block my mouth, my feet will still be numb! Let my legs loosen and let me take a few steps! Otherwise, when your subordinates come back, I'm afraid I'll be amputated!"

Under Dust's unreasonable act, Osor began to get up. He grabbed a dirty rag and got up to block Dust's mouth. The moment his body passed by the window, an arrow penetrated the window and shot straight towards his head!

Osor was shocked and at the critical moment, he tilted his body, grabbed the flying arrow with his right hand, and immediately turned his hand and threw the caught arrow back in the direction he shot!

Dust was startled. He had never seen the little princess' arrow be pushed away, let alone caught by empty hands.

After doing this series of movements, Osol took a step back and hid behind the wall.

"Petro! Padoalo!" Osor shouted the names of two subordinates who were on the first floor, "There are enemies who aimed at them with bows and arrows here! Find him!"

There was no echo. Osor was stunned and shouted again in a louder voice. When he found that there was still no echo, he finally realized that the two men guarding outside the door were still killed by the enemy.

The sound of kicking the door came from the first floor. It was obvious that the enemy did not successfully attack and chose to launch an assault. Osor grabbed the bow from the corner of the wall and pointed the arrow at the long and narrow corridor. From the stairs, he had to turn a corner before entering the corridor. When the enemy appeared, Osor could seize the opportunity.

The sound of footsteps came from the stairs on the first floor. The enemy did not seem to have expected Osor to aim at the corridor with a bow and walked very quickly. Dust was anxious and shouted loudly: "Beware! There is an ambush!"

But it was too late. Before Dust finished speaking, the man rushed to the corridor. Osor shot an arrow and the person who came rushed into a pool of blood.

Dust took a breath. Osor looked back at Dust with pride, walked forward and kicked the corpse to the face. It doesn't matter if it doesn't kick, but when the kick was revealed, the man's face was revealed - it turned out to be Pietro who was sent by Osor to look outside the door!

Pietro's hands were tied up and his mouth was stuffed with a rag, which was obviously forced to run up, while the real enemy was waiting for Osor to reveal his flaws!

Osor turned around in fear, but saw that the stairs beside him were empty and there was no one else. He took a step back and shouted loudly: "Who is below, come out immediately!"

It doesn't matter if you don't shout. When Osol shouted, he screamed suddenly - his right foot was penetrated by an arrow. The arrow shot through Osol's foot and inserted it into the ceiling with a snap. It actually penetrated the floor between the first and second floors from bottom to top!

Osol resisted the pain from the soles of his feet and shot three arrows downstairs with lightning speed. The speed of fire scared the enemy and made the opponent dare not step forward for a moment. At this time, he took a few steps back gently. The pain from the soles of his feet was like twisting his heart. He stuffed the dirty rag that was originally intended to block Dust's mouth into his mouth to prevent him from shouting in pain - the enemy with the power of Chang Chao judged his direction based on his voice.

There was no sound downstairs quietly, but Osol did not dare to relax for a moment. Since the enemy's arrows could penetrate the wooden boards between the floors, there was no safe place in the room. He took out a set of armor and placed under his feet. Although he didn't know if it was useful, it would make him feel more at ease.

Time passed by minute by minute, and there was still no sound coming from downstairs. The quieter it was, the more scared Osor felt in his heart. The enemy was there, like a poisonous snake lurking in the dark. As soon as Osor showed his flaws, he would pounce on him and take a bite.

After a while, Dust fell asleep in a drowsy way. Osor's feet were numb, and there was still no sound coming from downstairs. Osor kept carving his thighs with his fingernails to keep himself awake. He knew that this was a contest of patience. Whoever was paralyzed first would lose his life.

It's dawn.

Osor's expression was as if he had seen a ghost. Just now, he limped down the stairs, but the first floor was empty without any figure. The enemy of love gave him an arrow and then retreated directly.

This was not what made him even more defeated. Just as he was about to go back to the second floor to beat Dust and vent his anger, suddenly a large number of mercenaries appeared outside the door.

A fourteen-year-old girl stood in front of the mercenary, and she burst into tears pitifully: "Brother, uncle, the big villain who kidnapped Lord White Knight is in the house! If something happens to him, I will be kicked out of the house and starve to death in the snow..."

"Oh oh oh oh oh! Don't be afraid of little sister!" the mercenaries shouted indignantly, "Let's rush in now and catch that big villain!"

"I lost, I surrender."

Facing the angry mercenaries, Osol consciously raised his hands. He noticed something slightly - perhaps the crying little girl in front of him was the real "white knight".
Chapter completed!