Chapter Seven Hundred and Fourteenth Begging

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However, at this time, it was not the mighty cavalry team on the ground that attracted the dark eyes of the surrounding dwellings, nor was it the noble city lord who was dressed in fine iron armor and was extremely mighty in front of the cavalry team.

It is the blue-armored knight standing on the top of the cloud, looming and showing only half of his figure!

"how is this possible?"

"Someone can fly!"

"Is that the honorable Summoner?"

"It can't be the distinguished Summoner, you see that the Lord is wearing armor."

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The whispering voices came from the nearby dwellings. Locke didn't want to be so high-profile, but in order to retrieve his short dagger as soon as possible, the first time he returned to Evra City, he and the city's strongest, also Contact Watt, the lord of the city.

Watt has the strength of a quasi-rank knight and is also a hereditary earl of the Fussen Kingdom. Watt, who is in his eighties this year, is still strong and powerful because of his good fighting spirit.

After being asked for help by a powerful knight like Locke, he immediately dispatched all his own guards to find the lost magical weapon for Locke.

Locke had been to the Rose Flower Tavern before, and after searching for nothing, he could only rely on Watt's patrol for the time being.

Fortunately, the psychic sensing range of Locke's knights can already cover a quarter of Evra City. After finding out that there was a fight in the northwest city, he rushed over as soon as possible. The most important thing is that during the fight, Locke felt To the breath of his own short dagger.

The one who rescued Memilla just now was Locke at the top of the cloud.

Memilla was still in shock and didn't react, but the four scoundrels behind her broke into a cold sweat for the first time.

The four bastards of Silver Wolf's Teeth wanted to escape from here. Whether it was the terrifying blue-armored knight in the sky or the city lord's personal guards who had already arrived on the ground, none of them could handle it.

However, at this time, they desperately found that they could not move their feet.

"This is indeed my dereliction of duty. I didn't expect that in the city of Evra, which I have managed for 50 years, there are still people who dare to blatantly commit murder." In the cavalry team of the city lord's personal guards, a knight in black fine iron armor stepped get out.

He is the lord of the city of Evra, the Count of Watt, who is known for his bravery and strictness with the law.

"I won't intervene in the affairs of your Fussen Kingdom. I'm just here to look for the leftover items." In the sky, Locke said so, stretched out his right hand, and under the pull of the huge mental force, Memilla tightly held it in his hand. The dagger flew into the sky and fell into Locke's hands.

"Huh?" Locke saw that his short dagger was still wrapped in a layer of linen, which seemed to be a simple scabbard.

"What did you do?" Locke asked Memilla, who was slumped on the ground below.

"Yes, yes." Memilla's face was still a little pale, not only frightened by this series of accidents, but also deterred by Locke and the surrounding cavalry.

From the sound, Memilla recognized this person as the guest she served at the tavern during the day.

"Cavalry! Strangle the villains!" On the other side, inside the jet-black fine iron armor, Watt ordered to his subordinates.

"Drink!" Hundreds of elite cavalry roared. They were also taught the fighting spirit. Their general strength hovered around entry-level servants, but with the advantages of battle formation and numbers, this team of elite cavalry was even high-level servants. Not willing to underestimate the edge.

Not to mention the four Silver Wolf Fangs who were surrounded by a group of knights.

The hoofs of the horses are running, the blood is scattered everywhere, the cold light is the symphony of the sword and the sword, and the howl of pain is the last voice of the dying people in this world.

Once upon a time, Locke was also a member of the bottom cavalry, fighting with the enemy.

Putting away his short dagger, Locke turned around. The world of ordinary people was getting further and further away from him, and it was time to leave.

"My lord! I beg you! Woo!" A girl's crying voice came from behind.

Locke paused, turned to look at the ground, and the girl who asked for help was himself in the sky.

"Please, save my father! Ouch please!" Memilla'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.

There was still a lot of blood left on Memilla's body, whether it was her own or someone else's.

Looked at the linen wrapped around his dagger, full of patched linen

The cloth feels rough to the touch, but the workmanship of the stitchers is quite delicate, and it can be seen that this is done with heart.

"Okay, I'll see if I can help you," Locke said.

He didn't like to owe others favors. With the strong spiritual power of the ground knight just now, before Memila realized it, he had already read Memila's memories and thoughts, and learned the original intention of the child to take his dagger .

Is it to return the dagger to himself when he goes to drink the next day? Such a lovely 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?

Looking at the pieces of limbs scattered on the ground, whether it was Locke who fell from the sky or the other members of the cavalry team, they were all expressionless, only Memilla's face turned pale again.

Although the body

She was so frightened that she had no strength at all, but Memilla still struggled and took Locke to her house. Her father was still there, and this mysterious adult must have the ability to save her father.

Memilla has lost her mother and she doesn't want to lose her father again.

Watching a powerful ground knight like Locke follow an ordinary girl to a nearby dwelling, the city lord Watt followed closely after thinking for a moment.

The strongest person in the Fussen Kingdom is a second-level summoner, and there is only such a second-level life in their country. Suddenly seeing a second-level knight, old Watt still wanted to make a good deal with this powerhouse. As for the relationship, it is good to be pointed out.

This is the most barren place in the northwest civilian area of ​​Evra City. The surrounding houses are too low to allow war horses to pass, so Lord Watt and Locke and Memilla came over.

"Squeak, squeak." It was the sound of the iron pieces on the surface of the armor colliding and chirping. Old Watt didn't come alone. In order to protect their noble city lord, all the knights of the cavalry guards crowded in here.

"Look, it's Lord City Lord!"

"And the knights of the moat patrol team!"

Tonight seems to be a sleepless night. As the distinguished earl of Watt and the city lord of Evra, it must be the first time to come to the poorest and most backward part of the city.

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