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1:459 Lost in Blood Night III

1:459 Lost in the Bloody Night (3)

Two o'clock in the morning, Rome's front line, Brindisi.

A ray of white light fell from the sky, passed through Rome's powerful protective barrier, and hit the city wall.

Three minutes later, Hall, the celestial knight responsible for guarding this area, and the Roman general Narses arrived.

They were surprised to see a bloody Khajiit boy crawling out of the rubble with another Leopard girl in his arms. The soldiers raised their spears to intimidate the orc and signaled him not to approach, but the Khajiit didn't seem to listen.

Understand.

Albert took out a metal sign in his arms and asked, "Lan...is General Lancelot here?"

"Are you familiar with Lancelot?" General Sernas snorted in a low voice.

"No, this kid..." Hall looked at Albert's wings carefully, "Although his appearance has changed a bit, I know him."

Al's eyes widened with blood, and he finally saw the Grand Duke Hall in front of him clearly, "It's you...! Please, please! Save Deanna!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he fell to the ground and lost consciousness.

Hall checked the injuries of the two orcs: the Khajiit boy suffered a lot of damage when he hit the protective barrier and city wall of Rome. At the moment of impact, he wrapped his whole body with his wings to reduce the damage.

Avoid death.

The tiger man came to Rome in such a hurry to "transport" another seriously injured girl. The snow leopard girl was stabbed with a huge wound in the chest by a knife. Although it was bandaged briefly, she was still bleeding.

"Call the therapist quickly!" Hall ordered.

"Wait! He's an orc! You want to heal the enemy?!" General Sirnas shouted.

"We can't let them die, right?" A chuckle flashed across Hall's face, "We won't lose anything by rescuing them, and we may even be able to get useful information from their mouths.

"

"No!" Sirnas' hand had already reached for the sword at his waist, "Celestial Knight of Pantorakon, although this battlefield is commanded by you, this is still Rome. This possibility could endanger Rome.

Security matters cannot be decided by you alone. This matter must be reported to His Majesty the Emperor first and wait for His Majesty to make a decision!"

Hall had a long face: "You are so rigid, His Excellency General Sernas. By the time His Majesty the Emperor makes his decision, these two people will be dead. Of course, we must first find a way to save them. If His Majesty the Emperor wants to kill them, he will also

What happens next."

"No, it's no!" Sernas said without giving in, "That tiger man was able to break through the barrier's protection. His power is too dangerous! He can't stay!"

"Although I have the same opinion as you..." Hall also reached for his waist to draw his sword, "but I still insist on saving them. If we let them die like this, we will gain nothing."

.The most correct approach is to interrogate him carefully after rescuing him."

"...You will regret it, Hall." Sirnas had already pulled out the sword from his waist an inch, ready to attack at any time.

------Although this young general is highly skilled in martial arts, he doesn't know how to turn his brain. He only cares about protecting the safety of Rome. His cold and thin face is like a knife, and his sharp gray eyes are like knives. The weapon is not completely unsheathed.

, his face and eyes had already pointed the "blade" at Hall.

In terms of close combat ability, Sirnas knew that he was far inferior to Hall and would be absolutely disadvantageous in a fight. But Sirnas had no way to take into account so many things. The current situation was very critical and he could only walk.

Stepped.

The worst-case scenario is to rely on the dozens of guards nearby to hold Hall back, take the opportunity to kill the two orcs, kill them first and then show off, and then come to the Roman Emperor to apologize after killing them.

But will things go so smoothly?

------Grand Duke Hall also took out the sword's blade an inch from its scabbard, preparing to block and counterattack while being attacked.

This heavenly knight who is over eighty years old but has a middle-aged face has extraordinary wisdom and profound insight. Seeing that Albert was so desperate to bring this dying snow leopard girl, he

He knew that there must be something fishy going on, and if he didn't investigate the matter clearly, he would not be able to calm down. Even though he wanted to go against the Roman general, he was still determined to save the two orcs.

The Knights of Pantoracon in Brindisi have less than 3,000 troops stationed there, and the Roman army has 50,000 troops stationed here. It would be absolutely disadvantageous to fight. But Hall has no way to take care of so many. Now

The situation is very critical and we can only walk.

The worst-case scenario is to knock Sernas unconscious, run away with the two orcs to seek medical treatment, kill them first and then show off, and then come to the Roman emperor to apologize after rescuing them.

But will things go so smoothly?

The two of them were in a state of tension and remained in a stalemate for about ten seconds.

"What on earth are you doing?" A voice interrupted the confrontation between the two.

Sernas turned his head and took a look. Justinian, wearing a gray robe and looking like a scholar, appeared in front of them.

"...Your Excellency Justinian?"

"That's it, Your Excellency Justinian------" Hall also put down his posture and briefly explained the situation to Justinian.

"Really? They are really uninvited orcs." Justinian sighed, "But you don't have to argue, and you don't have to ask uncle for instructions. It seems that to celebrate the recovery of Lord Evil Star, uncle has just issued a decree

A general amnesty, which exempted all Roman criminals from their crimes.

Even though they are enemies, since these two orcs appear in Rome at this moment, please be tolerant to them and help them heal.

------During the amnesty period, my uncle did not want to see anyone die in Rome, even enemies."

Cernas was stunned for a moment. Roman Emperor Justin I's amnesty came at the wrong time.

The medical team had arrived at this time and was standing next to General Sernas.

"That..." the leading therapist asked doubtfully, "Should we heal them or not?"

"...Take, take them to the medical department!" the general said helplessly.

The healers rushed forward and began to provide first aid to the two orcs. Justinian glanced sideways at Albert's wings, and then traced the damaged outer wall of the castle.

"So powerful. Is this a new weapon for the orcs?"

"I don't know." Grand Duke Hall agreed in a low voice, constantly analyzing the current situation in his mind, "But no matter how dangerous the enemy is, he will no longer be dangerous after putting on the collar."

The celestial knight turned to the healers and said: "Please inform me when the tiger man wakes up. I will interrogate him personally."

The therapists agreed. General Sernas on the side said nothing, trying his best to hide the dissatisfaction on his face, and looked at Grand Duke Hall coldly. Unlike Hall who planned to use Albert, Sernas

Si just wants to get rid of Albert, this hidden danger.


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