Coachman?

Looking at the ordinary man in front of him, it was difficult for Bedwen to contact the other party with such a low identity from any aspect. It would be better to say that he was a guard who was secretly arranged by His Majesty the King to hide behind him.

I heard that when the coup was launched in the Palace of Worans, the guards in the entire palace were completely cleaned up. However, since the opponent appeared here, it is very likely that he was the fish that escaped the disaster.

A warrior who was at the peak of his position suddenly reached out to help, which was undoubtedly good news for them in their current situation.

"Thank you for your help—" Bedwen said bluntly after thanking the other party with a solemn expression: "But, I believe your purpose is probably not only that, right?"

"Yes." Benio said simply and simply: "Because I want to use your power to rescue His Majesty the imprisoned king."

Bedwin was not surprised and said: "I am a little curious. With the weak guard power in the palace now, can you not take the opportunity to quietly rescue His Majesty the King with your strength? Why did you choose to rescue us?"

Benio said calmly: "If I could do what you said above, I wouldn't be here now, either."

Bedwin frowned and said, "Maybe I'm thinking too simple. Since even you feel afraid of things, it seems that the information we explored is far from the truth!"

"No, in fact, you just underestimated the power around His Highness Worans."

As soon as he finished speaking, Benio's expression subsided, and he suddenly turned to the gate of Forsy Palace.

"They are here."

Bedwen, who also noticed the movement, looked at him with his eyes. Soon, a mysterious figure shrouded in his black robe holding a strange sharp blade slowly appeared.

When he stepped into the palace gate, the black-robed figure seemed to be holding something in his hand. He threw it casually, and Bedwen immediately stared at the unknown object that was coming from the air with his whole body tense.

When the object fell to the ground and rolled wildly, Bedwin's pupils quickly shrank.

Because, he saw clearly what was on the ground.

Those are two heads.

Kederick and Duranyi's head!

The anger in his heart ignited in an instant, and the depression in his chest even made his breathing begin to be rapid and heavy. The sword held in his hand tightly could slash towards the other party's neck and heart the next moment.

"Where is Rosling?"

The black-robed figure didn't care about the angry gazes that Bedwen and others cast. Instead, he casually glanced at the surrounding environment and asked hoarsely.

A black-robed mage who was lucky enough to be killed nearby rolled and crawled to the other party and shouted shrillly: "Lord Luoslin went to chase and kill an escaped boy not long ago but has not returned yet. As a result, we were suddenly attacked and the magic circle was broken..."

"waste!"

The black-robed figure snorted coldly. Before the other party could finish his words, a white light flashed out from the strange sword in his hand, and the sound echoed in Forsy's palace suddenly stopped.

"When Wang Li left for a long time, he didn't expect to meet you again."

The eyes are focused and the atmosphere is quiet.

But Benio's voice rang out rashly.

The black-robed figure looked at the owner who made the sound, and after a moment of silence, he said, "It turned out to be you."

The inexplicable dialogue between the two couldn't help but make Bedwen suspicious and guess, and the anger in his heart temporarily suppressed, but he did not miss the opportunity. The gesture without leaving any trace had already caused the surrounding subordinates to quietly form a warning posture.

"It seems that we can't avoid a head-on confrontation after all--"

The black-robed figure sneered.

"Before this, I have to solve another thing."

After saying that, the black-robed figure waved its long blade, and the tiles on the top of Forsy Palace immediately heard the sound of shattering, and mysterious figures fell down one after another.

Bedwin, who was alert, had no time to shout for caution, but saw the few figures still in the air holding something in their hands, but the magic fluctuations in it had already made people feel the smell of danger and uneasiness.

"Blind the Day"

"Struggle in the Swamp"

"Weak Light"

The magic released one after another was spread throughout the palace in an instant, and the miserable voices of pain and wailing sounded in my ears one after another. Bedwen, who subconsciously avoided and dodged, felt a chill in his heart. He knew that they were finished.

Sure enough, when he opened his eyes.

I saw countless arrows flashing with cold and cold light on the crossbow ban weapon.

The sharp arrows that broke through the sky were like a storm. The flowers of death blooming with blood had fallen on every part of them in the blink of an eye.

Perhaps because of the cruel scene in front of him, Bedvin did not even find several cold light arrows flying towards him.

When he was alert and came back to his senses, he quickly swung his sword to defend, but it was too late. A bloody flower scattered on his shoulders. After a brief numbness, there was a severe pain that penetrated his bone marrow!

Not good! Poisonous!

After the airflow in his body keenly sensed some kind of erosion on his shoulders, Bedwin's face suddenly changed. He did not expect that the other party's methods would be so vicious and ruthless!

"Bedvin, how are you?"

Elvis and Dimar shot down the attacking arrows and quickly came to Bedwin's side and cared for care.

"It's not a problem for now."

After a simple response, the three of them immediately joined hands to avoid the back of a huge stone pillar supporting the palace beam.

"Our people are all over!"

Elvis, who quietly glanced out, turned around and turned his face into an ugly and angry voice.

Although the strength of the three of them was able to prevent the other party's surprise attack in time, their subordinates did not have the ability. Even though they were a little embarrassed at the time, let alone take out their hands to provide assistance.

"How exactly did their people appear! Why did our perception not find their traces in advance!" Dimar said gritting his teeth.

Indeed, if they could sense the breath of each other's manpower in time, they would not have encountered such a cruel situation of defeat.

"Now is not the time to regret and blame yourself. You must know that our enemies are "subverting the Fangs"! Everything that is impossible is possible in them!"

Bedwin covered the bleeding wound on his shoulders, and a pale look gradually appeared on his face.

"We must come up with a solution soon, otherwise it will be our turn to die the next moment."

After listening to Bedvin's words, Elvis and Dimar's mood became heavier again.

In their current situation, it may not be difficult for them to join forces to escape, but a arduous task they bear forces them to dispel this tempting idea.

What do they do? How do they choose?

"It seems you are in quite serious trouble?"

A voice fell from the sky, and the person came was Benio, who had been raiding the black robe and avoided the rooftop palace.

"Yes."

Bedwin looked at Benio who looked relaxed and calm near the front, and then told the other party about their thoughts.

"According to your words, if you succeed in assassinating His Highness Wolance, then the wings attached to him will collapse, thus giving a comprehensive victory in the overall situation?"

Benho asked after listening to the other party's explanation with a little thought.

"Yes, maybe His Majesty the King's safety will be completely rescued!"

Bedwen directly revealed what the other party valued.

"Maybe I have an adventurous proposal here, but I don't know if you will agree."

After a while of silence, Benio spoke.

When he heard the other party's words, Bedwen seemed to be excited because the other party was willing to join their planned actions.

"You said."

"Your two companions and I work together to stop Valdorf and the others, and you take the opportunity to leave alone to assassinate His Highness Wallans, but-"

"It's just something?" Bedwin asked hurriedly.

"Even I dare not underestimate the enemy's carelessness, if you are careless, you may end up dead if you are careless..."

"Where is His Highness Wolance now?"

Before Benio finished speaking, Bedvin interrupted coldly.

"The Sherlock Palace, which has been desolate for more than 30 years."

"Thank you very much for your help, I will choose to accept your offer."

After thanking Benio sincerely, he turned toward Elvis and Dimar beside him.

"Elvis, Dimar, no matter whether I succeed or not this time, you will be free after today!"

As he reached out to stop the two of them from speaking, Bedwin shook his head and said, "I know what you want to say, but all of this belongs to my destiny..."

His father turned out to be just an extremely ordinary servant of the royal palace when His Highness Sasso was young. He had no strengths but for some reason he suddenly received the trust from His Highness Sasso. In a few years, he became the most powerful manager in the royal palace.

When Bedvin was very young, his father often instilled in him the graceful thought of His Highness Sasso, and even made him vow to never betray His Highness Sasso, because all their father and son can do this today is due to His Highness Sasso's gift.

In fact, this is true. Otherwise, Bedwen would not be able to enter Wang Li’s NCO Academy smoothly, he would not be able to have the power to the top of his current position, and he would not be able to have the power in the royal palace second only to His Highness Sasso…

Before his death, his father told him that he was indeed an extremely ordinary person. His Highness Sasso valued him back then, perhaps because of his unchanging loyalty.

Loyalty, loyalty.

These two words bind their father and son like shackles, unable to break free, unable to change, unable to...freedom!

Only death is their ultimate way to liberation.

There are always times when Bedwin couldn't help but want to leave the royal palace and country that locked his freedom...

He yearns for the vast and unknown places of Elderland, and he yearns for the country with different customs and cultures of Elderland.

However, a sudden summon from His Highness Sasso, all the empty beauty was as fragile as bubbles.

He knew, he sighed.

This is his life.

This is his destiny.
Chapter completed!