The messenger returned to Mingxuan dejectedly, drew his sword and prepared to commit suicide together with Mingxuan to apologize.
Reggie did not blame Mingxuan, nor was he irritated by Grace's attitude. On the contrary, he discovered some problems.
As a pirate, even if Grace's ships and weapons are very sophisticated, she should not have the courage to openly declare war with Reggie. A sneak attack behind her back is her best option.
In addition, Reggie also heard Mingxuan talk about Grace's special ability. She can withstand bows and swords. To put it more bluntly, she is invulnerable. She can rush to the opponent's position, assassinate the opponent's coach, and then
Come back safe and sound.
This is the biggest threat that Reggie will face, but the problem is that if Grace comes to the banquet, her chance of successfully assassinating Reggie will be greatly increased. Across the table, Reggie doesn't even have a chance to escape in front of Grace.
.
But now she has done enough provocation, and she has also chosen a time and place to have an open and fair fight with Reggie. This is obviously not a rational choice. What is the reason that makes the pirate queen lose her mind?
Reggie was naturally suspicious of Silio, and he asked Modesa to take appropriate precautions.
But Reggie also had to take precautions against Grace. Considering the special attribute of invulnerability, Reggie's first reaction was witchcraft, so he called Doranor.
After listening to Reggie's description, Dolanor calculated the time again, and he quickly found a way to deal with Grace.
"The Shield Witch, the lucky one chosen by the God of Assassins," Doranor smiled, "Based on time, this girl is almost twenty years old."
Reggie nodded and said: "Grace is twenty-one years old this year. What do you mean by the lucky one of the Assassin God just now?"
"Like wall piercers, shielders are natural assassins, and they have more advantages than wall piercers." Doranor took a puff of tobacco leaves from Spike Island. He liked the taste very much. "Wall piercer witches can only
Choose the right moment to take action secretly, but shield
The Guardian can kill people openly. The last Shield Witch assassinated twenty-seven big shots. She can use witchcraft to create an invisible shield to protect herself. This shield can not only withstand swords, I even believe it.
It can stop bullets."
Reggie pursed his lips in embarrassment and said, "If you put it that way...it seems that no one can defeat this pirate queen."
"That's not necessarily true," Doranor said with a smile. "The previous Shielder failed in her last assassination mission because she died in my hands."
Reggie let out a long breath, then stepped forward and grabbed Dolanor's beard: "Old man, I knew you had a way, tell me your plan."
"I won't make a plan until we get to the battlefield," Doranor said. "I need to understand the terrain characteristics there."
"That makes sense!" Reggie nodded. Only when the terrain is understood can Doranor's witchcraft be used to its maximum effect. "Should we go to the battlefield in advance to take a look?"
"No need!" Doranor shook his head and said, "It doesn't have to be so troublesome to deal with her. Master, you can rest early. You may need to make some sacrifices tomorrow."
Hearing what Doranor said, Reggie felt a little nervous again. What does the so-called sacrifice mean? Are you using your wisdom and beauty to attract Grace? When he got up at night, Reggie looked carefully at the water splashing on the ground.
Looking at his own reflection, regardless of his wisdom, purely from the perspective of beauty, he believed that his capital was not strong.
Doranor is a cautious person. He will not let Reggie take risks easily. The reason why he does this is to create an opportunity for Reggie. He will not only help Reggie defeat Grace, but also make the Pallas people completely
Surrender to Reggie.
Early the next morning, Reggie led the soldiers to Black Marsh Lake. Silio had never described this lake before. It was not until the moment he saw Black Marsh Lake with his own eyes that Reggie knew that this was not an ordinary lake at all.
Lake, because there is no water in this lake, but it is filled with natural asphalt.
The locals call asphalt the black swamp of death, which is not unreasonable. Most asphalt lakes are bottomless. If a person falls into an asphalt lake, he or she will die without proper rescue.
Next to the asphalt lake is a section of cliff. There is only a small path between the cliff and the lake. Such a place is not suitable for fighting. Soldiers have no fighting space at all. If they are not careful, they may fall into the asphalt lake. Looking at this path can at most make
The path where three people passed in parallel seemed to be a more suitable place for a duel.
Dolanor immediately saw the opponent's tactical intention: "She wants to force you into this lake."
Reggie was startled and said, "What is she going to do?"
Doranor said: "She will point a knife at your neck and then force you to jump into this black swamp lake."
"The knife is already on my neck, why do you want me to jump into the lake?" Reggie felt incredible, "Isn't this unnecessary?"
"Wizards are children of the God of Witches and Spirits. Wizards with the same witchcraft have similar temperaments. They are not relatives but are better than relatives. This may be a joke of the God of Witches and Spirits."
Seeing the emotion on Dolanor's face, Reggie really didn't want to dissuade him, but the battle was about to begin. Hasn't the old man revealed his tactics yet?
"Can you speak more plainly?"
Doranor said: "The previous generation of shield witches had a quirk. She rarely killed people with her own hands. She preferred to let the other person fall into the arms of death. She would force the other person to walk into the fire, jump into the sea, or crash into the sea.
The sharp edge of the sword, this generation of witches may have the same habit, and she will probably force you to jump into this lake yourself."
"I want to see how she can force me?" Reggie showed a confident smile, but his legs were trembling. He knew the result of jumping into the lake, and judging from Dolanor's expression, Grace
He definitely has the strength to force him to jump into the lake.
"Why don't you just walk in, my master."
"Where do you want me to go?"
Doranor looked at the mirror-like surface of the lake, with bubbles surging from time to time in the thick asphalt.
"Old man, are you crazy?" Reggie pointed at the asphalt lake, "Do you know the consequences of jumping?"
"Of course I know that this is black fat (in this era, the official name of asphalt is black fat). If ordinary people fall into it, they will fall into it and die in pain."
"Then you still let me dance?"
"Because you are not an ordinary person, you are a god who has fallen into the mortal world, and Black Fat cannot get close to your body at all." Doranor said a lot of strange words, and only at the end did he get to the point, "Master, you want to pretend
A perfect pussy?"
Reggie said with a sullen look on his face: "How many times have I told you not to imitate my speech, and not to be so to the point when you speak."
"The time has come to show off. You just have to take a little risk, but with Modesa by your side, there will never be any mistakes."
Doranor told Reggie and Modesa his plan. He was right. This matter was indeed a bit risky, but Reggie was willing to take the risk, because no matter the process or the result of the pretense, for
It was perfect for Reggie.
An hour later, the pirate queen appeared with her men.
Her manpower is not many, it seems that there are less than a hundred people, which is very consistent with Reggie's thin military formation. These people are not here to fight, they only need to witness the glory that belongs to the queen.
Grace stood at the front of the team, her dazzling red hair flying wildly in the cold wind. She was wearing a red jersey and carrying a fish skin rucksack. She took out a dry
Fish, he took out his knife and cut off a large piece of fish meat and stuffed it into his mouth.
While chewing the fish meat, she shouted loudly: "Who is Reggie Victor, stand up and let me see you!"
Reggie also walked to the front of the team and watched Grace eating the dried fish. Reggie asked someone to bring him a piece of bacon and started eating it too. At least he didn't lose to her opponent in terms of aura.
Grace stared at Reggie for a while, then laughed loudly and said: "Look at your damn appearance, is there seaweed growing on your head?"
The pirates laughed together, and Reggie laughed too. He took a bite of bacon and murmured to himself: "What a rough woman."
Nipoli had a bad feeling that this kind of woman seemed to suit Reggie's taste.
"Now get down on your knees and crawl in front of me!" Grace shouted, "or I will rip all the seaweed off your head and use it to scrub my toilet!"
The pirates laughed so hard that Reggie responded: "Don't take too much care of your toilet. I can give you a new toilet, but your butt is a bit big, so it may have to be customized for you!"
Reggie's soldiers couldn't laugh or cry. They thought the joke was too vulgar.
But the joke angered Grace, who seemed to mind having her butt laughed at.
She squinted at Reggie, and the coldness made Reggie a little nervous.
She suddenly changed the direction of the dagger and rushed towards Reggie without warning.
She was more than 200 feet away from Reggie, and the soldiers who had loaded their bullets could shoot at her calmly.
But after the bullet was fired, even Modesa was stunned. Gray rushed in front of Reggie without any damage, and all the bullets fired disappeared.
The soldiers were so frightened that they made no move to protect Reggie.
Modessa tightened her grip on the dagger and stared at Grace's dagger. According to Doranor's description, if Grace wants to kill someone with her own hands, she must first break through her own shield, that is, at the moment she takes action
, her shield will fail, and Modessa will use this short period of time to cut off her hands or even her neck.
Reggie's breathing almost stopped, but Grace was very relaxed. She held the dagger against Reggie's throat with one hand, and stuffed the remaining dried fish into her mouth with the other hand.
"Don't move, damn green-headed man," Grace licked the debris at the corner of her mouth and said with a ferocious smile, "I will give you a chance to escape now. Just jump into the Black Swamp Lake and I will spare your life!"