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Chapter 240 The Dropped Basket

"It should be around here."

16 knights riding on war horses were walking on the road to the village. They obtained information based on the town they passed before. At that time, a strange masked woman purchased food for several days in an inn. And that person is probably Her Majesty the Queen they are chasing.

This area is a large plain, dotted with not many woods, and there are only three villages around the town. The village they are currently heading to is on the east side, which is the most likely.

"We have to speed up. The General has issued a strict order to catch up with that person within two days."

After losing the trace of Lily, Darcy divided the Knights of the Rose under his command into several small teams and conducted a comprehensive search of possible areas.

Now this group of 16 people is one of the teams that has been divided again.

The Knights of the Rose have about 460 people in total, close to 500. Among them, the official members are all extraordinary people with sequence 5 or above, and they are all from various noble families in the central part of the country. They are well-educated, and after a short period of training, they become Being led by Darcy to hunt down Lily, they have now been working together for nearly a month, and their overall cooperation has become more and more proficient.

Although there are only 16 people, any one of them is considered a little genius in the local area. On this plain in the East, the strongest transcendent in a small town may not be able to defeat a single Rose Knight. Not to mention they are united together.

This group of knights crossed over the wooded hills, overlooked the village in the distance, began to gallop on horseback, and slowly approached the windmill in front of the village.

Originally, they had never paid attention to the windmill beside the road, but when passing by, one of the members suddenly turned his head and looked at the slowly rotating wind paddle.

"What's wrong?"

"Do you think there are people hiding here? Why don't we search the windmill as well?"

"This...is the same, but we are in a hurry and can't all go. You and the other two can go together, and then come back to the village to meet up..." The cavalry captain who led the team gave the order after a brief thought.

After a while, the three Rose Knights separated from them, and they drove their horses towards the windmill.

When they arrived at the foot of the windmill tower, the knight in front showed an interested smile.

Although he still didn't know whether it was Her Majesty the Queen, he had already noticed the faint magic wave on the top of the windmill. It was very weak, but it was indeed an extraordinary person.

He raised his hand to signal his companions to dismount, and then moved towards the white tower with as little noise as possible.

This windmill must have been built just a few years ago. It is built entirely of bricks and stones, and the surface is painted with common white lime. It reflects dazzling light under the strong afternoon sun and feels hot and warm to the touch.

The three of them walked forward slowly and silently along the steps. They had determined the approximate location of each other, and they did not lack this time.

In the breeze, the rose's cloak slowly unrolled, making a slight sound.

Slowly, they got closer and closer to the top platform and room.

Gradually cross the middle of the white tower, spiral up the stairs, and reach the waist.

Step by step, gradually get closer.

In their perception, the fluctuations of the magic power became clearer and clearer, and they even vaguely sensed that there was a weaker life among them.

At this time, they were already 70% certain that the person hiding there was Lily.

It's really easy for us to find, Your Majesty.

It's a pity that your life is about to end here.

These knights took out the swords from their waists, held them in their hands, and prepared to move forward.

However, a figure suddenly appeared around the corner.

Valley pinch

She has chestnut-blond hair, tied into a common long braid, falling behind her. Judging from her dress, she should be a peasant girl from a nearby village, wearing brown and white working clothes.

He was holding a basket covered with white cloth, with his back to the three of them, and seemed to be walking slowly upwards.

Looking at the woman who suddenly appeared, the three people's eyes narrowed. They were surprised and confused as to why they had not noticed the existence of this person before.

At this time, seeing that the queen is in front, we must not let this woman make any strange noises to alert the hiding queen. If she lets the other party run away, even if they are both from noble backgrounds, they will not be able to please her.

The leader only hesitated for a second before deciding to kill the peasant girl first, and then quickly rushed to where Lily was hiding.

Changes will happen later, and there is no time to cover up now.

For this reason, while the other party was not aware of it, he waved his hand to greet his companion, then raised his sword and stabbed him.

However, as if by coincidence, the peasant girl in front seemed to hear the sound behind her and turned her head, just in time to avoid the sword blade that passed her by.

"You..." Seeing that this woman was about to speak, the knight quickly swung his sword again, and the sword blade struck directly at the white neck.

Only then did he see the other party's appearance clearly.

Although she is dressed like a peasant girl from a village, this woman's appearance seems to be surprisingly good. She has a reassuring and friendly feeling, just like she remembers the big sister next door who took care of her when she was a child in her hometown.

She opened her mouth slightly, looking a little surprised.

It's a pity, but please die here. Such thoughts flashed through the knight's mind, but the power of his sword continued unabated.

The basket landed on the ground, made a sound, and then bounced up slightly, shaking out the bread made in it, and the white cloth also fell on the dusty ground.

I thought it would be an accidental killing, but the sword edge stopped at the critical moment.

This was certainly not a sudden act of kindness by the knight, because even he could not stop immediately.

The silver sword blade was held down by the fingers used to carry the basket and stayed still an inch away from the neck. A few maroon hairs were cut by the sword wind and fell down along the clothes.

"How is this..." The leading knight was surprised and prepared to draw out his sword, but it felt as if the sword in his hand was inserted into a stone and it was difficult to move.

When the two companions behind saw him, they quickly stepped forward and slashed with their swords.

The peasant woman with chestnut blond hair and braid turned around briefly, seemingly unhappy, but she dodged the incoming sword blade by coincidence.

Seeing this, the three of them prepared to pursue again, but then they found that the hilt of the sword in their hands was light, and the extraordinary sword had turned into fragments and scattered into the wind, falling silently into the grass below the White Tower.

The three people with bare hands felt that something was wrong at this time, but before they could escape, the woman took action, and her figure seemed to disappear and then reappear. The three people had no time to make any resistance, and were kicked down the steps from the white tower. His waist fell into the grass below.

With the cushion of grass, although the three of them felt a pain, it was far from being injured. However, just as they were about to get up, a burst of black spots suddenly fell from the sky.

Dozens of small wooden swords fell from the air, penetrated directly through the armor, and inserted into its corners and gaps. Then these wooden swords quickly grew branches and roots, firmly fixing them to the ground and unable to move anymore.

Only then did they fully realize that the seemingly ordinary peasant girl was a powerful person they could not afford to offend.

On the white tower, the woman picked up the basket that fell on the ground and patted the dusty bread with some distress.

"It's no longer edible. It would be a pity to waste it."

After sighing softly, she picked up the basket and walked towards the end of the steps of the White Tower again.


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