Release that Witch

"Demon!" Eleania took off her two-handed sword and held it in front of Mira.

"...devil?" Her tone was cold and she had almost no feelings. "What about those who transported orphans and abandoned babies to the monastery to pick witches from them?"

"What are you talking about!" the female warrior scolded. "The church accepts them because of the mercy of the gods. If there are no monasteries, how many of them can live adulthood? However, the perverted devil will always erode among those who are weak. A very small number of people are led astray, and once someone is found to have fallen into a witch, the church will deal with it immediately. You completely reversed the cause and effect!"

When I heard the word processing, the witch’s golden eyes were a lot of faint moments. She raised the giant sword with one hand. “I don’t have much interest in convincing a dead person, just like this.”

The voice did not fall, the owl flew up, her figure had already rushed to the front, and Eleania deeply remembered that the teammate who had been opened with a sword was horrible, and did not retreat, and swooped toward the bottom right of the extraordinary. In the sword training class, the instructor has mentioned it more than once. The right hand is the most difficult position to look at in the lower right. Because of the limited posture of the sword, it takes an extra half to adjust the direction of the blade. Interest time.

Eleanor, like a leopard, shunned the witch's straight, and as she passed over the other side, she crossed her two-handed sword and tried to counterattack. But the response of the extraordinary person was so fast that he jumped away, and he easily avoided the sweep, while turning his body to pick a giant sword.

Until then, Eleanor had not even landed completely.

Everything is between the electric and the flint, and the half of the calf flies up with the blood. The tearing pain came from under her body and almost made her lose consciousness. With the instinct to bite the teeth, the female warrior was not called out on the spot.

The gap is too big.

She now understands how powerful it is to be able to compete with the supernaturals for the ten swords and give themselves the opportunity to escape.

Eleania struggled to turn over and saw that Mila took a handle from her back and raised her hand to the extraordinary witch who focused on herself.

This is the last chance, she realized that she might attract her attention!

The female warrior just wanted to say something. The giant sword had been swept like a whirlwind. She only felt the throat tight, and then the world turned upside down... No, maybe she flew up, she saw her body being weak and squatting down. Down, I also saw an owl swooping toward Miara, but in a midair it became a girl, kneeling on the priest... The line of sight quickly blurred, eventually falling to the ground and falling into the boundless darkness. .

......

"This **** stone!" Mai Hao touched the bag on his head and complained, "You are too careless. If you don't have me, then you will shoot you!"

"Reassure, I have noticed that I am only planning to make a quick decision." The ashes used a big sword to quickly dig a shallow pit, dragging the two into the pit, and then covering the soil. The stone of Shendu and Jinlong were all collected by her, so that the toll to Bishui Port would be there. She also found a letter from a woman wearing a robes of the gods, which was roughly browsed. The content was that if the western lord Roland Wimbledon did not collude with the witch, he asked him to buy a baby girl and an orphan. Previously, the other side of the deal was the Duke of Lane. As long as the underage women are within the scope of purchase, they can pay at the market price or with a pill.

After reading it, the sneer sneered, put the letter paper on the torch and ignited it, and burned it directly.

"Let's go, we still have a bunch of bodies to bury."

"Hey." Mai changed back to the owl and took the ashes to the first attack site.

Digging, transporting, burying people... These physical labor sorghums don’t help too much, and the broken limbs and the **** suffocation of the broken limbs make her a little dizzy, so she falls on the branches and looks at the ashes busy. .

"Why are you doing this, isn't it bad if you are discovered by the church?"

"When they found out that the messenger group disappeared, it was two or three months later," Ash said, shoveling the earth. "The general church sent a messenger group to investigate the witch incident. If the lord cooperated, it would last for more than a month, plus they return. The time is almost two or three months."

"But the prince of the prince will definitely not cooperate with them! Hey!"

"You still become a human form and talk to me again," Gray sighed. "If the lord let the messenger group enter the town, the witches of the ambassadors will inevitably expose the messenger group and do not need to ask the prince himself. They only use the people to catch the people. If you ask for it, you will know the answer. Roland either sells the witch, lie that it has nothing to do with him, or he can only take them all together. If the other party prepares in advance, just escape one person, Hermes quickly You will receive the news and you will see it. They also carry the pigeons with them."

"The pigeons can't see the road at night, I have already grabbed them all," McMillan patted the bulging pocket. "When it is cooked tomorrow, we are one by one."

The ashes shook their heads secretly. They had never seen her catching birds before, and they came to the town for a few days. They actually had a strong interest in grilled birds. "If the church decides to dispatch the army, the time left for him is only about a month. But now if luck is not too bad, he can at least three more months... So, this is what I gave him. The gift is also my revenge on the church."

"It turns out that it is not a gray sister." Mai said praised.

There is still a little ash that has not been said. In this way, she is equivalent to making a decision for the prince. When the church finds that the messenger group has lost contact, it will definitely blame Roland Wimbledon’s head. There is no chance to sell a witch.

When everything is properly packed, the horizon is gradually whitening.

"So, let's separate here." Ashes said.

"..." Mai said, "What?"

She touched the other's small head and crouched down. "Do you like Bianbu Town? Is there a lightning and Wendy, you will definitely have a good time here."

"But..." The other person bowed his head and looked hesitant. "I also like you and Tilly."

"It's not for you to stay here all the time," Ashes smiled. "Roland. Wimbledon is different from Tilly. He is a regular aristocrat. It's hard to guarantee that he is always on the side of the witch. This is what I want to give. Your mission, fly back once a month, tell us what happened in Bianbu Town, and bring our news back to the witches of the Communist Youth League. In this way, the two sides can also establish contact. If the town is in distress, You can also help them escape from the Grey Fort and go to the fjord."

"Is that the case?" Mai blinked.

"That's it," she nodded. "I believe you can do it."

Seeing that it became a dove, it gradually disappeared into the wheat stubble in the morning, and the ashes turned over and marched toward the clear water port. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point, your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users please read.)