Hearing Ella's shout, Alfred turned around and asked in a pressed voice, "Your subordinate?"

Ella nodded: "It's my swordsmanship."

"Swordsman? Why is it here?"

After Alfred left the door, he asked his subordinates to light the candle again. Despite this, he still stared at the door cautiously. The door was opened and an Aztlan soldier walked in. Alfred made a quick decision and rushed up with a knight, one left and one right.

The Aztlan soldier was startled, jumped back, hid his mouth into his collar, and took it, and squirted out a fire, forcing Alfred and the others back. Then, he shouted dissatisfiedly: "I just said not to ambush, but this also means that I agree to your attack head-on, right?"

The sound sounds like Dust, but the outfit Aztlan soldier looks like Aztlan soldier. Seeing Ella's puzzled eyes, the Aztlan soldier reacted and took out a piece of cloth and wiped it on his face a few times. When he took the cloth down, he could vaguely recognize that it was Dust.

This trick shocked Alfred and couldn't help but ask: "Are you a subordinate of the King of Sweden? How did you sneak into Winchester?"

Dust rolled his eyes: "Winchester is not a fortress. Just the mountain of corpse outside the wall, just apply some blood on his body and lie there, so the people on the city wall can't see it. When they open the door and come out to throw the body, wouldn't it be enough to just find an opportunity to roll in? I came in the night before yesterday."

The night before yesterday, it was the first day Ella was arrested. When she heard that Dust had sneaked in so early, Ella was also surprised: "Why are you, Master, now?"

"I'm diving in, but it's easy to reveal it! I'm not sad in Aztland. I'm not used to the way they talk and behave. I don't have to study for a little longer? Now, I'll come here after I've learned it almost. King of Sweden, don't be angry. I'm watching on the duel arena when you're duel, thinking that if there's any accident, I'll take you out even if you're hard. But King of Sweden, you've done a good job and didn't insult my name as the "White Knight".

Dust raised a thumb to Ella.

"You can be more ruthless when you start, what's wrong with fucking me? If you want me, I will fuck him and paralyze him, and then watch his companion sacrifice him, that's how happy it will be."

Dust said it easily, but Alfred and others became more and more surprised: Not only did they sneak into Winchester under the noses of the Aztlanders, but they even ran to the duel to watch. How could this be done by ordinary people? Until they heard the name "White Knight" in Dast, Alfred thought: "White Knight, it seems that he had heard of this name somewhere."

When Dust heard this, he raised his head proudly: "Oh? My name has been heard by the Knight King?"

"Knight King, I remembered it." A knight whispered, "It was the rogue who often went to the hotel to order a portion of water that was not expensive, and then slept on the table for a day. A few years ago, the hotel owner could not bear it and came to complain."

When Dust heard this, he immediately pushed back with confidence: "Complaint? Water doesn't need money, so you can't force me to order a drink, and then I can't pay the money and be arrested? The tavern is always more comfortable than the bridge cave. There is no wind around. At night, you can watch the dancer dance..."

"Master!" Ella was also very dissatisfied, "Why don't you teach me if you have the ability to sneak in and out?"

"No, then you have to keep one or two hands as a master? This is the foundation of my family's life. Teaching it means putting your life in someone else's hands, so you can't easily spread it. Even the King of Sweden, you can't..."

"How much does it have to be added?"

"At least one more Nomisma every month."

"make a deal!"

The master and apprentice shook hands and greeted each other.

This conversation between the master and the apprentice made Alfred feel deeply shocked.

"Speaking of this, King of Sweden, you used to do things that I couldn't understand..."

"What?" Ella didn't hear clearly.

"Nothing." Alfred coughed, "What do we do now? Have the soldiers of the Swedish king really started to attack the city?"

"Ah, I almost forgot about the business." Dust became serious. "King of Sweden, your maid asked me to see if I could rescue you. I have been watching outside for two days. Now only Aztland's soldiers can enter and exit the city. There are no women among them, and they are tall. Even if I disguise you, they will be discovered soon. So it is not very good."

"What does Master mean?"

"I will have to leave the city to report tonight. After this time, they will think that something happened to you and me. Before I come here, the maid told me that if you are safe and sound, but I can't take you out of the city, it's better to find an opportunity to contact you and ask for the next military strategy." Dust said, "In order to rescue you, the siege is necessary. Your maid and Graheide are both strong attackers. Do you think this is appropriate?"

"Strong attack? I'm afraid it's not good." Ella said, "As far as I know, there are now three elf-level magicians here. To add those 300 magical warriors, the chances of winning are not great based on the three thousand people I brought."

"Then what should we do?"

"First of all, their magic. I don't think Amy would judge the enemy's magic level wrong, so the enemy suddenly reached the elf level after eating the heart." Ella looked at Alfred, "When they attacked you, they also ate the heart, right?"

"That's right." Alfred said, "but according to my observation, there are only those three who can reach the elf level after eating the heart. I'm afraid this is not a condition to improve magic, but a condition to supplement magic."

"The Aztlans told me before that in order to have strong strength, they need a lot of hearts. But you said that eating directly can only replenish magic power, but not improving strength, so it won't be right. Eat directly, that's... sacrifice to the gods?"

Ella suddenly realized.

"I know why so many of them have magic. The way they improve their magic is probably to sacrifice their hearts to the gods. The more they sacrifice, the stronger they are! Compared to our magic system, it is much easier to improve the level of magic in this way!"

"What should I do?" said Dust. "If eating the heart can replenish magic, and sacrifice the heart can enhance magic. Then the people in the entire city of Winchester are resources of the Aztlands. We cannot deal with enemies with endless magic power?"
Chapter completed!