"Boy."
Lake's voice sounded from the front.
He Wen raised his head and looked at the back of the old knight.
"Your Highness, is it safe?"
He Wen nodded, then realized that the old knight had his back turned to him and could not see his movements, so he added.
"It's safe for the time being, but she needs an immediate blood transfusion and a clean environment for post-operative care."
"..."
Lake said nothing.
He Wen originally thought that he would say something like "it's all on us, you just have to protect Her Highness the Princess" like before.
After a long moment of silence, the old knight sighed.
"Boy, I know you are not a villain...so can I ask you a favor?"
He Wen didn't understand what Lake meant. He frowned slightly because he felt that what Lake wanted to ask for was unusual.
"The Knights will fight to the death to protect you, boy...can you promise me that you will protect Her Highness the Princess no matter what?"
"What do you mean? Will those mobs really attack you, the knights directly affiliated with the princess?"
He Wen looked at the knights in this circle. Their armors were old and badly damaged. Looking at the figures of these knights, most of them were old knights like Lake.
Are they worried that they are exhausted?
"Don't worry, I have special medicine here. No matter how injured you are, as long as you are still alive, I will..."
"Promise me! Boy!"
Lake interrupted He Wen.
He Wen was stunned for a moment, and then realized that it seemed that while he was concentrating on the operation, the situation outside had changed.
"...This is a knight, one last request, please."
"I promise you."
Lake let out a dry and wry smile. He didn't know whether he was satisfied with He Wen's answer or feeling helpless about the current situation.
At this time, He Wen heard a sound of footsteps.
That was the heavy sound made by the knight's boots stepping on the stairs.
Then there was a man's rich and powerful voice.
"Knights of Fast, are you going to protect a heretic?"
"Your Highness, the First Prince, this matter is not what you think. This person who was privately judged by the Holy Church is not a heretic."
Lake tried to negotiate with him.
But He Wen only heard a cold snort.
"It seems that the rumors are true. My sister, Eve Fast, has been transformed into a monster by the heretic. You knights have also joined the heresy."
"His Royal Highness the First Prince!"
Lake suddenly snapped.
"Her Royal Highness the Princess will never betray the Kingdom of Taris! Please consider the love between brother and sister..."
"Five relatives under the law, Lake, you are a respectable knight, put down your arms, I guarantee that this matter will be tried fairly."
Lake laughed a few times, then let out a long sigh.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I was once your Majesty's personal knight. Do you know that you are really similar to His Majesty?"
"oh?"
The man's voice showed a little curiosity.
"Like His Majesty, you will involuntarily show this frightening smile on your face when you are murderous. After we put down our weapons, will you really let us go? Your Highness, the eldest prince."
At this moment, He Wen finally saw the man outside through the slightest crack in the knights' defense line.
The man wore a white-gold battle armor with an iris on his chest, and his long golden hair looked particularly dazzling under the sunlight.
But at this time, there was a smile on his face that made He Wen feel chills running down his spine.
"Won't."
The eldest prince said lightly, and then waved his hand.
A deafening chorus of shouts immediately erupted all around.
"Knights of the Goshawk! Hang the villains!!!"
"Old guys!!! Let these young people see how the older generation of knights in the Kingdom of Taris fight!"
Lake also burst out with a roar, and then He Wen saw the knights' formation beginning to expand. Except for the five knights still surrounding them, the rest of the knights rushed in all directions, and what they were about to face was The elite knights had almost surrounded the gallows on three levels inside and three levels outside.
"Ugh...no, no..."
The elf girl covered her long ears and shivered on the ground.
He Wen dragged him over to protect him with the princess.
"It's okay, it's okay, I won't let anything happen to you, no."
While talking, a dozen knights had already broken through the defense line and rushed to where He Wen and others were.
The five knights tried their best to protect He Wen and others in the middle.
But there are too many enemies, and they are all young knights with excellent equipment.
Soon two knights died under the enemy's sword.
Then He Wen saw those old knights falling one after another. Lake had even broken an arm, his helmet had been knocked over, and he was waving his fists at people like crazy.
But the crowd immediately overwhelmed him.
More and more members of the Goshawk Knights began to flock to the gallows. He Wen held a long needle between his fingers. Can the newly awakened demon species resist these well-trained knights?
have no idea.
But you must not give in just yet.
After all, the old knight just entrusted himself with the most precious thing.
He Wen firmly protected Eve and the elf girl.
In this chaos, He Wen even saw the holy and beautiful angel-like saint in the audience showing him a victor-like mockery.
"This is my stage. I decide who the actors are. I should also have the final say on who should leave the stage."
She looked at He Wen with feverish eyes.
"Devil, you are the best actor, but now, in order to further the prestige of the Holy Religion, you can withdraw."
He Wen's eyes released anger.
He swore that if he could really survive, he would not let go of this woman's soul.
But now, how can we survive?
"Nine Heavenly Tribulation Needles."
He Wen activated the demonic power in his body, and the nine silver needles immediately pierced several knights who were trying to get closer. However, there were too many knights. Although the silver needles were fast, they had already hit them in just a few seconds. Five knights were killed, but it wasn't enough.
He has to be faster and more focused...
"Devil!! Go to hell!!"
At this moment, a knight rushed up from a blind spot that He Wen could not see, and the sword blade struck directly at his head.
What the fuck, is that the end? !
He Wen was filled with unwillingness and anger.
But just when the sword was about to hit He Wen's head, a pillar of fire fell from the sky and directly enveloped the knight wielding the sword.
"Ahhhhhh!!! Ahhhhh!! Help!! Help ahhhhh!!"
The knight burned by the fire kept rolling on the ground, and finally died of endless pain and torture.
Then came the second pillar of fire, the third pillar of fire, and more and more pillars of fire fell from the sky.
All the knights who went to the gallows were without exception burned to death by these heavenly fires.
"......Um?"
The eldest prince, who had been supervising the battle, slowly raised his head and looked at the sky.
It was seen that the dark clouds that had just been broken by the arrival of the saint had now gathered again, and thunder and lightning were looming among the dense clouds.
Under this haze, a petite girl wearing a black robe was floating in the air.
She was holding a staff that was taller than herself, with no expression on her face, just looking down at everything.
"Shalia..."
He Wen raised his head and stared at the girl blankly, while worry arose in his heart.
"Hurry up! Shalia! Your power is still sealed by me! There are too many of them!!"
He yelled at Shalia.
The girl turned her head slightly, looked in He Wen's direction, and showed a faint smile.
"You are really different from other humans. In this case, you still worry about my safety, Master, is it because I am your partner?"
"Why are you talking about this at this time!! Let's go!!"
At this moment, the eldest prince sneered.
"A magician who knows nothing about life and death. It seems that heresy has penetrated the kingdom more seriously than I thought."
Then he raised his hand slightly and said lightly.
"Archer."
A group of archers came to the front. They were also well-equipped and well-trained, and even each one was blessed with magic.
The archers drew their bows and arrows towards the girl in the sky.
"Fire arrows."
After an understatement, countless arrows mixed with magical power were shot at the girl in the sky with great accuracy.
