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While thinking about how to adjust the strength of the charge, William turned his head stiffly and glanced at the black-robed woman's position, a little worried that she would take advantage of the opportunity to make a surprise attack, or take advantage of his inconvenience to attack and kill.

However, it turned out that he was worried for nothing this time. The charge that pierced through the military formation in a flash of lightning just now caused the guards to be under great pressure.

In the face of that completely unreasonable force, as long as the strength is not strong enough, no matter how daring people are, they will not have the courage to stand up...

They are apologists and not mad believers, so they can't rush up knowing that they are going to die.

The same is true of the black-robed woman, even when she met William's gaze, she even had the urge to turn around and run away immediately.

The tragic degree of the charge just now really shocked her, and even William's slow and stiff movements were regarded as a deliberate deterrent.

And after being severely beaten, she finally completely believed William's explanation, and it wasn't because of anything else. The main thing was that if the opposite side could kill you, then everything he said should be right.

Looking at the blood-colored corridor that was only thirty steps away from her, the black-robed woman felt that her legs were a little weak. Even if she was standing on that road of death just now, the result might not make any difference.

As for the idea of ​​taking the opportunity to surround and kill, she has never even thought about it.

Of course, the legion he brought with him knew best. Although the **** army was far more loyal than the private armies of the nobles, and was much more well-trained than them, it was now the limit that they could maintain without immediately retreating.

If she issues a "must die" order at this time, it's hard to say [Shadow Guard] and [Shadow Shooter], but [Night Sword and Shielder], who faces the fear, will definitely collapse in an instant...

Hmm... maybe it's no different from a complete collapse now...

Looking at the array of swordsmen and shields that were standing still, and even quietly moving backwards, the black-robed woman secretly complained in her heart, knowing that her side had completely lost the victory just by just charging for that second. Opportunity.

Even if the number of people left in their own family is still more than three times that of the other party, their morale is only one step away from a complete collapse.

However, just when she was about to give the order to retreat, she suddenly trembled, and tremblingly took out a metal splinter painted with light gray magic patterns from her arms, and then looked back at the city in horror, and then trembled with anger typical:

"Bumped! Damn it! We've made it!"

While shouting hysterically about the plot, she stared at William with fearful and resentful eyes, and she wanted to eat him alive.

"..."

Because this "feeling" was too sincere, William who was in the distance was stunned for a while. He was stared at by her sad and angry eyes, and he began to think about whether he had really done something angry.

It took more than a second for him to react suddenly - isn't it? I really didn't do anything this time?

Shocked! I actually have times when I help others take the blame?

William's face darkened at the speed of light. After pondering for a few seconds, he endured the constant pain in his cheeks and said slowly:

"Stop for now, I think we can talk first."

...

"Have you got anything?"

In the face of the beardless cousin's eager continuous questioning, Pomona smiled smugly, raised her hand and threw a round object over.

The thing is light gray as a whole, with a concave inside and a short recurved brim. It looks like an ugly metal hat when viewed from the front, and looks like a pocket-sized washbasin on the other hand.

"There is no problem with the information. That little girl is really important. I only threatened a little, and they took the initiative to destroy the magic pattern and hand over the things."

Looking at Hans who was happily playing with the "washbasin", Pomona raised the corner of her mouth with joy, and threw the little nun in her hand to the ground, pulling her bearded cousin and wanting to leave.

"etc!"

The little nun who was thrown to the ground struggled to get up, looking like she was only 13 or 14 years old, with urgency and anger written all over her face.

"Do you know what you are doing? This is a provocation to the entire Shadow Church!"

Pomona glanced back at her warmly and did not speak, while Hans smiled at her with a sincere expression, and said in a very sincere tone:

"Of course we know, but Lord Father told me that as long as the three major churches don't withdraw from Flange, your shadow church won't have a priest-level big man who dares to come in, so it's just some fourth- and fifth-level professionals at most... …

At the highest level, I think I should be able to beat it. "

"..."

After hearing Hans's sincere answer, the originally aggressive little nun rolled her eyes with choked hands, pointed at him and shivered for a long time, not knowing what to say, her apple-like face flushed red with suffocation.

If it was other people, they might not know the inside story, but the little nun's biological father was one of the several priests of the northern parish, and he had really mentioned this matter to her vaguely.

Although this place in Flange is poor, it is actually a place reserved for the three major churches of true God, love, wealth, and knowledge.

The maximum that the three families can tolerate is to secretly send people to such remote areas as missionaries.

Therefore, the dark-skinned man on the opposite side is really not wrong. For this kind of place that is not very convenient to find, the church will send two or three fifth-order professionals to check it symbolically. In the end, most of them will consider themselves unlucky.

"You...you...I won't just let it go!"

Seeing this "articulate" man in front of her, the little nun stared at Hans several times through gritted teeth, remembered this disgusting face in her heart, and then said bitterly:

"Wait for me! I swear by the honor of the family! Sooner or later, I will find you~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I will take back the [White Night Tortoise] with my own hands and wash away the shame today!"

"..."

"Ah...this seems to be a bit difficult..."

Hans scratched his head a little embarrassedly, held the light gray washbasin with his left hand, gestured a smashing gesture with his right hand, and smiled awkwardly:

"That... It's about half a month at most. We should smash this thing and use it up. Can you advance to the fifth rank in half a month?"

"..."

Looking at the little woman's face as black as the bottom of a pot, the bearded cousin sincerely persuaded:

"So, why don't you take another oath? Family honor is too important, so you can't use it so casually!"

"...Bull... bullying is too much! I...I remember your face! You...you **** wait for me!"