The wind and snow outside are getting bigger and bigger
Surdak stood on the terrace and happened to see a group of hunters climbing onto the roof one after another, and a few skilled people sneaked into the attic of the townhouse.
As soon as they started to take action, the team of the Bena City Guard Battalion came out of the gated hotel in a mighty manner.
Although it was difficult to see too far against the wind and snow at night.
An exquisite mahogany chair fell to the street, making a crisp sound that attracted almost all the knights in the guard camp to look towards the townhouse opposite.
On the roof, all the hunters hidden in the darkness were exposed to the sight of the knights from the guard camp. These hunters took off the long bows on their backs and pointed their bows and arrows at the knights from the guard camp on the street.
The exquisite curtains inside the broken glass windows were sucked out by the howling wind and snow, and looked like a colorless flag fluttering in the wind at night.
Several hunters guarding under the street lights were scattered around the dark magic caravan. They looked at the knights of the guard camp coming out of the hotel with stunned expressions, and they all assumed fighting postures.
The battle in front of us is almost about to break out...
Viscount Kincaid pulled out the saber from his waist, pointed at the loft in front and ordered: "Come in and kill the resisters on the spot!"
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It was snowing heavily, and the terrace was already covered with a thick layer of snow.
The knights of the guard camp barely paused, and the knights behind them spread out to the left and right sides of the street, like a large net spread out on North Street.
Viscount Kincaid, surrounded by several personal guards, approached the attic of the townhouse. They even heard the sound of fighting in the house.
In the heavy snow, a sharp police whistle sounded.
The hunters hiding on the roof unhooked their hunting bows, fully drew the bows in their hands, and pointed at the knights in the guard camp on the street.
The sound of fighting in the room has intensified. Attendants kept falling out of the window, their limbs twisted and falling on the street. Blood was pouring from their bodies, and soon it was stained red on the snow. Some attendants did not die immediately, their bodies
He was twitching violently, and bursts of wailing came from his throat.
A group of knights around Viscount Kincaid had already rushed to the door of the townhouse loft despite the rain of arrows shot from the roof, and started a hand-to-hand fight with the hunter guarding the dark carriage.
The knights in the guard camp wear standard armor. Although it reduces some flexibility, it can protect the vital parts of the body and prevent easy injury.
The knight's long sword and the waist knife collided together, and the sound of fighting broke out in an instant. The one who rushed to the front was a squadron leader from the guard camp. He was wearing a complete set of armor and cut down two hunters as soon as they fought.
The power of the constructed armor gave him an almost overwhelming advantage.
The knights of the guard battalion quickly completed the siege of the row loft...
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"These people are really unlucky..."
Surdak stood on the edge of the terrace, peered down, and said to Aphrodite in the bedroom.
After Aphrodite packed her bags, she walked out of the bedroom with her suitcase. She and Suldak stood on the terrace and looked at the roof of the North Street townhouse. The hunters seemed unintentional to fight. In the guard camp
Under the pressure of the knights, they retreated steadily.
Seeing that the magic caravan parked at the door was occupied by the knights of the guard camp, the shadow of the swordsman even appeared behind the knight who rushed at the front. Suddenly, the momentum of the knights of the guard camp was like a rainbow, and several hunters were already killed by the knights.
They uniform.
Aphrodite pursed her lips, looked away and said, "It seems that Mrs. Dorothy is fine, so we can go more safely!"
Suldak took another look at the battle on North Street. The knights of the guard battalion had the upper hand. It would not take too long for the knights who came for reinforcements to arrive. This place was not far from the headquarters of the guard battalion.
After adjusting his coat, Suldak said: "Yes, we have to get out of here..."
With that said, the two of them walked through the living room, opened the door and walked into the inner corridor of the enclosed building.
"Where are we going? Should I go back to Hiranza?" Aphrodite asked curiously.
A gust of wind and snow blew in, and she stood there as if she didn't realize it. In the hell world, she often experienced extreme weather that was several times more severe than here, so this bit of wind and snow was nothing to her.
Suldak closed the door and prepared to check out during the day tomorrow.
He turned to Aphrodite and said, "No, let's change to a hotel. We can't leave on the North Street side. Let's go out through the south door."
"Would you like to book a boat ticket in advance?" Aphrodite took two quick steps from behind, caught up and took Suldak's arm, asking him.
Suldak said casually: "Let's see. I'll go see Marquis Luther first, and then go to the airport terminal to see what day's ferry tickets I can buy."
The wind and snow were very heavy. In order to prevent the heavy snow from blocking the door, the hotel attendants were clearing the snow in the yard all night. However, at this moment, many people ran to the doorway of the north door of the hotel and watched the fighting on the north street. On the contrary, there was almost nothing on the south side of the hotel.
people.
All air leakage areas in the stables were covered with cotton curtains, probably out of concern that the horses would get frostbite in the extremely cold weather.
In the past, when Suldak walked out of the hotel, a waiter would be attentive to the door. Tonight, although the lights in the lobby on the first floor of the hotel were on, no one came out.
The two walked to the street. The wind and snow had completely covered the road. There were no carriages available for rent on the street. They had finished work early. The snow was too heavy and there would be no business if they didn't stop work.
Surdak knew that there was another hotel two streets away, but it was not as big as this hotel, but that hotel was only targeted at the aristocratic class. He planned to stay in that hotel. The only disadvantage was that it was not far away from the surrounding area.
The hotel was too close, and he actually wanted to go further.
The signboard of the tavern at the intersection was still lit with magic lights. When Suldak passed by the street, a magic caravan happened to drive over and parked at the entrance of the tavern. Several nobles got out of the car and waited in a very gentlemanly manner.
At the side of the car, the noble ladies behind were helped out of the magic caravan, and a group of people hurried into the tavern in the wind and snow.
The coachman hesitated at the door of the tavern despite the wind and snow. He was wondering whether he should wait for another business at the door of the tavern. However, the snow and wind in the sky had made his beard freeze into a block of ice.
It was very thick but still felt cold. The coachman touched a few silver coins in the bag. Today's income was not bad. There were no other carriages on the street. He wanted to go home early tonight.
Snowflakes fell on his face, sharp as knives.
The coachman raised the collar of his coat and retracted his chin into the collar.
"Hey, wait a minute, take us to the hotel in front." Suldak stood next to the carriage and handed a silver coin to the carriage driver.
The coachman raised his face with difficulty, as if the smile on his face was a little stiff. He said apologetically to Suldak: "Oh, I'm sorry, I think I should go home. The road there is not smooth."
After saying that, he saw clearly that the person standing next to the carriage was a noble.
In the past, when meeting nobles, they would first get into the carriage and talk whether they wanted to or not. The noble in front of him seemed very polite.
The coachman quickly jumped out of the carriage, stood in front of Suldak, and bowed repeatedly.
Surdak looked up at the wind and snow raging in the night sky. Now that he saw the magic caravan, he was unwilling to rush on his feet in the wind and snow. Although the coachman was a little reluctant, he still insisted on asking: "
Which way are you going?"
The coachman pointed to the south of the city and said humbly: "Over there... my family lives in Nancheng District."
Suldak then said: "Is there a hotel along the road over there? Any hotel you are familiar with...any hotel will do. Take us for a ride. This will not delay your return home."
The coachman readily agreed: "I am willing to serve you, sir."
After saying that, he opened his somewhat stiff legs, diligently opened the door of the magic caravan for Surdak and Aphrodite, and said:
"Please sit tight, the road is a bit slippery tonight!"
The magic caravan moved slowly along the street towards the south of the city...
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The townhouse is a mess inside
A maid was blocking the door and was slashed on the shoulder by the hunter. The sharp blade passed over the maid's heart, almost splitting her entire chest in half.
The maid stared at the group of hunters rushing in with wide eyes, and didn't say a word before she died.
The handsome young swordsman stood up naked from the big bed. When he saw the hunters pouring into the room, he immediately picked up a chair and smashed open the window closest to the bed. He threw the mahogany chair out.
He had almost no protective gear on him. He just temporarily took a decorative Western rapier from the wall and put it in a defensive posture in front of Mrs. Dorothy. However, his eyes were full of fear. He
He wanted to protect Mrs. Dorothy and retreat to the window on the second floor, where it was possible to jump out of the window and escape.
Mrs. Dorothy hugged the thick goose down quilt and huddled in the corner of the big bed. She looked at the hunters pouring into the room in shock and anger. She calmed down and did not retreat to the window. She hugged the quilt like this, even if
It was impossible to escape even by jumping out of the window. It was obvious that the other party was well prepared.
With a straight face, she asked the group of thugs dressed as hunters:
"Who are you?"
"Who sent you here?"
"Do you know who I am?"
One of the hunters with a full beard walked to the front. There was no light in the room, only the faint firelight reflected from the fireplace. The hunters stared at the two people in the room with fierce expressions.
The bearded hunter chuckled and threatened: "Of course...Mrs. Dorothy, I advise you to just surrender, otherwise our people will take action, and it will not be easy or serious."
Before the two sides could continue to communicate, there was a fierce fight outside, and even the whistle of the knights from the guard camp came from the street. The sound was sharp and high, and could be heard far away even on such a windy and snowy night.
Someone had already rushed in at the door, panting and saying: "Boss, there is a situation outside!"
"Do it!" the bearded hunter said without hesitation.
The handsome young swordsman shivered from the cold in the room, but he didn't show any intention of surrender. He protected Mrs. Dorothy and moved towards the window. The sound of fierce fighting in the street gave the two of them some hope again. .