Chapter seven hundred and fourteenth begging
However, what attracted many hidden eyes in the surrounding houses at this time was not the mighty cavalry team on the ground, nor was it the noble city lord who was wearing fine iron armor and extremely majestic in front of the cavalry team.
Instead, the blue-armored knight standing on the top of the clouds, looming, revealing only half of his figure!
"How is that possible?"
"Someone can fly!"
"Is it a noble summoner?"
"It cannot be the noble summoner. Look at the lord wearing armor."
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A whispering voice came from nearby houses. Rockblade didn't want to be so high-profile, but in order to find his dagger as soon as possible, he contacted Watt, the strongest man in the city, who was also the city lord, as soon as he returned to Evra City.
Watt has the strength of a quasi-level knight and is also a hereditary earl of the Fusen Kingdom. Watt, who is in his 80s this year, is still stronger and more powerful because of his good fighting spirit cultivation.
After being asked for help from a powerful knight like Locke, he immediately sent out his city lord guards to find the lost magic weapons for Locke.
Before this, Locke had already visited the Rose Flower Tavern. After searching for the fruitless, he could only rely on Watt's patrol guards for the time being.
Fortunately, the Knight of Rock Land's mental power sensing range can cover one-quarter of Evra City. After discovering that there is a fight in the northwest city, he rushed over immediately. The most important thing is that during the fight, Rock felt the breath of his dagger.
The one who rescued Memira just now was Locke at the top of the clouds.
Memira was still surprised and did not react, but the four evildoers behind her were sweating coldly at the first time.
The four bastards of Silver Wolf Tooth wanted to escape here. No matter the extremely terrifying blue armored knight in the sky or the city lord's personal guard who had arrived on the ground, they were not the four of them able to deal with it.
However, they were desperate to find that they could not move their feet.
"This is indeed my dereliction of duty. I didn't expect that in the city of Evra, where I have been in charge for fifty years, there are still people who dare to commit blatant crimes." A knight in painted black iron armor walked out in the cavalry team of the city lord's personal guards.
He was the lord of Evra, the Count Watt, who is known for his bravery and strictness in the law.
"I won't interfere in your Fusen Kingdom. I'm just here to find the lost items." Locke said in the sky, stretching out his right hand, and under the guidance of his huge mental power, the short dagger that Memira tightly held in his hand flew into the sky and fell into Locke's hand.
"Huh?" Locke looked at the dagger with a layer of linen, which seemed to be a simple scabbard.
"What did you do?" Locke asked Memira, who was slumped down from below.
"Yes, yes." Memira's face was a little pale. She was both frightened by this series of accidents and was also intimidated by Locke and the many cavalry teams around her.
In his voice, Memira recognized that this person was the guest she was entertaining in the tavern during the day.
"Caval team! Strangle the evildoers!" On the other side, inside the painted black iron armor, Wat ordered to his men.
"Drink!" Hundreds of elite cavalry roared. They were also taught to fight with fighting spirit, and their general strength was hovering around the entry-level attendants. However, with the advantage of battle formation and number of people, this team of elite cavalry, even high-level attendants, was unwilling to underestimate the edge.
Not to mention the four Silver Wolf Tooth surrounded by the Knights.
The horse's hooves were running, blood was scattering everywhere, the bitter cold light was the clash of swords and swords, the howling of pain was the last sound of the dying people circulating in this world.
Once upon a time, Locke was also a member of the lower-level cavalry, fighting with the enemy.
After putting away his dagger, Locke turned around. The world of ordinary people is getting farther and farther away from him. It is time to leave.
"Sir! Please! Woo-woo" Behind a girl, a crying voice came.
Lock paused, turned around and looked at the ground. The girl's object of help was her in the sky.
"Please save my father! Woo woo please!" Memira's tears filled her cheeks. At this time, she was no longer the strong girl who needed to support her family, she was just a child.
Memira still has a lot of blood residue on her body, I don’t know if it’s her own or someone else’s.
I looked at the linen wrapped around my dagger. The patched linen felt rough to the touch, but the stitcher made it quite delicately, and it can be seen that this was done with care.
"Okay, I'll see what can help you," Locke said.
He didn't like to owe others favors. Just now, with the powerful spiritual power of the Earth Knight, before Memira could find out, he had learned about the original intention of the child to take his dagger away by reading Memira's memories and thoughts.
Is it to return the dagger to myself when I go to drink the next day? What a cute and kind child.
The strangulation belonging to the cavalry team has come to an end. How could the four ordinary adventurers be the opponents of the city lord's elite cavalry? With just one charge, the four of them turned into a pile of minced meat.
Looking at the fragments of limbs scattered on the ground, both Locke fell from the sky and other members of the cavalry team were expressionless, and only Memira's face turned pale again.
Although her body was scared to the point of being weak, Memira struggled and took Locke to her house, where her father was still there, and this mysterious adult must have the ability to save her father.
Memira has lost her mother and she doesn't want to lose her father anymore.
Seeing a powerful land knight like Locke walking towards the nearby houses with an ordinary girl, the city lord Watt thought for a moment and followed closely.
The strongest person in the Fusen Kingdom is a second-level summoner. There is only one second-level life in their country. When he suddenly saw a second-level knight, Old Watt was still thinking about establishing a good relationship with this strong man. Even if he was given a tip, it would be good.
This is the most barren place in the northwest of Evra City. The surrounding houses are low and war horses are no longer allowed to pass, so Lord Watt and Locke and Memira came here.
"Crack, Crack." It was the sound of iron sheets colliding and clashing on the surface of the armor. Old Watt was not alone. In order to protect their noble city lord, all the knights of the cavalry guards squeezed into the place.
"Look, it's the city lord!"
"And the knights of the moat patrol!"
Chapter completed!