"ha……"
"ha……"
She ran hard.
Every ounce of potential that the adrenaline stimulated in her body had almost disappeared. Her lungs were burning, and the pain and weakness in her calves and waist made her feel like she would collapse in the next moment.
'Can't stop, can't stop, can't stop, can't stop.' The girl closed her eyes and shook her little head vigorously.
——She had only heard of this kind of thing in the past when her parents recounted the past. Seeing it with her own eyes this time was as shocking to the girl's heart as it was that day when several people were killed in an instant and bloodshed in front of her eyes.
No……
It's worse than that.
That man's fighting is pure, his movements simple and he fights just to defeat the enemy. And these people... She recalled the scene she turned to look at when she was escaping, the scene in which the red-haired coachman's son, whom she had briefly met before, was stabbed through the heart with a sword while escaping.
These fully armed men on horses were dressed like the heroic, fearless, just and strict knights in the hearts of the people and in various legends, but what they did was-
She didn't dare to think about it any more and just ran towards the forest without looking back.
But those people seemed not to let anyone go.
They did not let go of the many people who turned around and ran towards the back, whether they were mercenaries, businessmen or the most common travelers with their families - whether they were men, women, the elderly or children.
The knights in shining full armor maneuvered their horses skillfully, first with their spears, then with their spears broken and then discarded and their swords drawn. The crowd dispersed in panic, and they just controlled the horses to charge back and forth and kill them wantonly. A few mercenaries chose to resist, but in the face of the overwhelming combat power, they fell in a pool of their own blood in a matter of moments.
The knights seemed to be killing them wantonly for pleasure, and she even saw a knight who raised his visor with an undisguised smile on his face.
This is different from that person's fight. She ran as hard as she could without looking back, with screams coming from behind her. The girl tried hard to control herself not to look back, and just ran desperately towards the agreed place.
But he never showed up.
She quickly went deep into the forest. One minute, two minutes, five minutes, fifteen minutes, and half an hour passed. The girl who ran towards the forest desperately had not stopped since the morning and was already exhausted.
But the pursuers still didn't stop. She knew that at least half a dozen knights had entered the forest to search for survivors.
"Hawu——" The girl gasped again, but in the next moment she covered her mouth forcefully, and then slowly retreated into the shadow under a tree.
"Neighing, neighing, neighing -" the sound of the horses sounded nearby, and the sound of the horse's hooves stepping on the forest clearing clearly reached her ears. A knight appeared from behind the tree on the left side of the girl. , he drove the horse forward slowly, as if he was exploring something.
"Swish, swish, swish -" bursts of running sounds came from behind the knight. The girl covered her mouth tightly with both hands, and her whole body curled up in the shadow under the tree.
"Huh-" She clearly caught a glimpse of a spear through the silhouette of the tree trunk. Judging from the height compared with the knight, it was obviously an infantryman holding it.
'This is probably the knight squire that adventurers often talk about,' she thought, and after the knight ordered the infantry in some language that the girl could not understand, he turned and walked outside. go out.
"Whoa!" The infantryman holding the spear turned around. The girl could not see the tip of the spear and could only hear him giving orders in a loud voice - she was praying anxiously for them to leave quickly and go somewhere else. The search, but once again backfired.
"Take woo woo——"
The cold light flashed, and the blow scared the girl so much that she shrank into a ball - the sharp spear was nailed to the trunk of the big tree she was leaning on, just ten centimeters above the girl's head.
"Komosa, Putisha." The soldier wearing simple chain armor and leather armor, holding a spear and carrying a long bow said with a smile in a language she did not understand. The girl shivered with tears in her eyes, and the soldier Then he changed to another language after realizing she didn't understand.
"I said, why are you hiding here, little kitten?" the soldier said with a smile, and several more people came over.
"What should I do?" He said with a smile and looked at his companion next to him.
"The clear instructions from above are to leave no one alive." Another one said: "But I think we can borrow her for fun-" He said this, and the girl immediately jumped at the words deliberately said to her. It broke out.
She straightened up and tried hard to pull out the spear nailed to the tree, but failed several times, so she pulled out the dagger from her waist and pointed it at the soldier.
"Hey, this little kitten still knows how to resist." The soldier laughed and looked at the girl who gritted her teeth but couldn't stop her legs from shaking. She held a sword in both hands and pointed straight at him. In the next moment, the soldier pulled out the sword from her waist. A single blow from the one-handed sword knocked it away.
"Snatch it - bang" the dagger fell into the grass, and the girl stood there stunned with the pain from the tiger's mouth.
"Swords are not something children should play with -" A smile appeared on the soldier's face, but his companion next to him turned to look somewhere behind him and his eyes widened exaggeratedly.
"I think you are right"
A male voice suddenly appeared and said this. The soldier holding a sword in one hand turned his head reflexively, and his eyes immediately lost their light due to this action.
"Posang! Pisanta Corsion!" The soldier cursed loudly and shook away the hot blood from his eyes. When he finally regained his sight, his companions were already lying on the ground.
"Who are you calling a pig?" Henry, holding his big sword in one hand, walked over slowly and calmly. In just ten seconds, five or six soldiers died without even screaming. separation.
The black-haired sage with his head slightly lowered looked like a demon with red eyes in the eyes of the soldiers. He subconsciously took a step back, then tripped over a tree root and sat down on the ground with his sword. All fell aside.
"Teacher!" Mira ran to Henry's side with a little cry, and the sage touched her head - the soldier noticed that this was an opportunity, and he subconsciously reached for the sword next to him -
"ah--"
But Henry stopped him with a tut.
"I know what you're thinking," he said to the soldier who froze and didn't know what to do.
"You're wondering if he still has the strength to swing the sword again after he's cut down so many people?"
"The truth is that I don't know either, because you see, I'm out of breath now," Henry said in a calm tone with a calm expression.
"But this-"
"This is a Claymore. It can cut you from shoulder to waist with ease."
"So you should ask yourself a question"
"Should I try my luck?"
"What do you think, young man?" Henry said in a playful tone, and the soldier who realized that he could not survive grabbed the one-handed sword and roared towards him.
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah"
"咻——呲" The sage stretched out his right foot and kicked it hard. At the same time, he grabbed the guard with one hand and the other hand supported the weighted ball and thrust the sword forward hard——
"thorn - seize the whine -"
The mail armor was stretched open by the tip of the sword, and the thick and strong leather armor seemed to be nothing in front of it.
The blood-stained sword blade pushed up the clothes on the soldier's back. Henry pushed forward a little harder, and the clothes fell apart, revealing the shining blade.
"Ahem -" The soldier whose heart and lungs were severely injured coughed up blood. His right hand loosened weakly, and the one-handed sword fell to the ground with a clang.
"..." Henry kicked him in the stomach and pulled out the sword, and then felt something surrounded his waist.
Something soft, small, and warm.
"Sorry, I'm late." The sage touched Mira's pure white hair, and the girl shook her head, and then suddenly let go of him, ran to the grass nearby and started rummaging around.
"What are you still doing? It's not advisable to stay here for a long time. They will come back at any time. After seeing the bodies of these soldiers, I'm afraid the search will be intensified. We must leave here as soon as possible." Henry frowned and looked at Mira, although they didn't know each other. Half a month old, but the girl has always been well-behaved and sensible, so at this critical moment she ran around looking around, which made the sage somewhat incomprehensible.
"Sword" Mira was rummaging through the grass eagerly, and she didn't even have time to reply to him carefully.
"Sword?" Henry immediately noticed the empty leather sheath on the girl's waist.
"Anything like that is good. I'll buy you one when we're safe." He ran over and grabbed Mira's collar, but the girl shook him off uncharacteristically.
"……What's wrong with you"
Mira's little head froze in place with her head lowered. From Henry's perspective, she could clearly see that her little shoulders were shaking, as if she was sobbing.
"That was the first time..."
"Dad...Mom, Dad...there will be no more."
she spoke brokenly through sobs.
"The first time... someone gave me a gift."
"..." Henry fell silent, then crossed Mira and squatted down next to her.
"You have to have a way to find things." He rubbed the white-haired girl's hair into a mess as if on purpose, then took out a small magnetic needle from the small leather bag on his waist that seemed to have everything, pinched one end and stretched out his hand. It swayed back and forth, and then stopped where the tip of the needle felt the gravitational force and began to swing slightly.
"Shua" the sage picked up the dagger from the grass, turned his fingers and pinched the blade, and pointed the handle of the sword towards the white-haired girl.
"Try harder this time and don't lose it." He said, and Mira nodded and took the dagger.
"I didn't lose it, it was knocked away." She pouted and retorted in a low voice: "It's all because you didn't teach me how to fight." The girl said, and Henry took her hand, and the two The person quickly ran in the other direction.
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Entering deeper into the forest, with Henry's superb skills, the two crossed all kinds of roads that ordinary people could not even think of, and ran towards more deserted places with extremely high efficiency.
The exhausted girl was held by the sage with one hand. The two of them advanced for more than 20 minutes before Henry gradually slowed down.
"Who are they..." the white-haired girl who looked very tired leaning on Henry's shoulder asked in a low voice. The forest here was more lush than outside, and most of the sunlight was blocked by the forest. The space looked quite cold. Henry opened his mouth to answer Mira's question while walking.
"Sivalier's regular army." He said this, and the girl immediately perked up because of this answer.
"How is it possible for people from the Kingdom of Knights? Avenella and Silvalier have always been good friends, haven't they?" Because of her surprise, her voice sounded a bit loud when she said this, and the girl immediately reacted and covered it with her hands. He stopped his mouth and looked around. And Henry noticed the words she used to describe it. Obviously, as the origin of knights' jousting and chivalry, Silvalier has always had a good reputation among the people of Avenella.
But for the sage himself, just smile, that's what he would probably say.
"The current King of Avenella is too unaware of the responsibilities he should bear. How can the head of a country say whatever he wants like a childish child." Henry shook his head and said this, but then he Another shrug.
"But I didn't expect that the king of Sivalier was also so impulsive. It may be due to his blood." The black-haired sage commented sarcastically on the two heads of a country, but he half understood what he said. Mira rested her head on Henry's shoulder again because of exhaustion.
"..." There was another noisy sound ahead that attracted the attention of the two people. Henry pulled away from the grass and poked his head out. Then he hugged Mira tightly with both hands and turned around instantly.
"Duowuwu——" A short arrow with white tail feathers passed by the two of them and was nailed to a tree behind them, trembling continuously.
"La -" the sound of the bowstring tightening came from the front again, but the man who had just shot the arrow took a closer look at Henry - to be precise, it was the posture of him holding Mira, and then immediately turned around He raised his head and shot the arrow towards the back.
"Are they the Avenella people?" The equipment of this group of people seems to be very sophisticated. In addition to the exquisite mail armor that ordinary mercenaries do not wear, they also have enough horses to even exceed the number of horses that everyone can ride. The sage briefly observed that they seemed to be escorting something. Two or three of the horses had some extra items besides standard luggage. The horses' more powerful mobility obviously meant that these people could go deep in so quickly. reasons, but it was precisely because of the horses that their whereabouts were exposed.
"Are they from Avenella? I said!" Among the dozen or so people, two or three were women without fighting ability. In addition, the others were all elite warriors. The leader, who was about 40 years old, used a pair of two-handed weapons. The man with the big sword saw that he had received no answer after shouting twice in the Avenella dialect and turned back to look at the two of them.
"Yes, my student and I" Henry nodded and said to each other at this moment, and the two-handed swordsman seemed to notice the big sword he carried behind his back. He looked up and down to judge the approximate size, hesitated for a while, and looked towards Henry shouted.
"Can you help us!" the two-handed swordsman shouted, and Henry nodded.
"Follow me," he replied shortly, then turned around immediately.
"Uh-" The swordsman was stunned for a moment, but then gritted his teeth.
"Everyone retreat! Follow that person!"
So shouted.
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