chapter 5 Chase

Looking at the approaching female warrior, Roger forced himself to calm down. You can't escape by running. As for fighting, there is always only one result in a duel between a low-level warrior and a low-level mage. Although Roger couldn't see Mirabel's strength clearly, he knew that there was always someone at least level seven or eight. Even if the opponent is only a third-level warrior, looking at her fully armed, she can definitely easily defeat herself with only one magic ring. For the current plan, the only way to have a chance of winning is to introduce her into his own small building and rely on those mechanisms.

Roger had made up his mind and began to look around and prepare to apply oil on the soles of his feet. Behind him is a ruins, where many poor people have built simple shacks. Go forward through the alley and walk another five hundred meters to your own small building. Unfortunately, Mirabel is blocking her path.

Roger retreated to the alley, stood still, and began to recite a spell. Mirabel sneered and stared at Roger, dragging the giant sword behind her, waiting for Roger to finish reciting the spell. A red light flashed between Roger hands, and two magic missiles flew towards the female warrior, hitting her in the chest. There were two bangs, and the blue light on the female warrior's breastplate flashed away, revealing that Mirabel was safe and sound. Roger chanted the Flame Finger spell loudly again, and a burst of flame shot over, but was blocked by the blue light of the breastplate. Obviously this is a magic defense armor. No matter how bad it is, it will still not be a problem to deal with Roger's magic.

Cold sweat poured down Roger head, and the fat on his face was shaking. Just as he was about to recite the third spell, the figure of the female warrior suddenly disappeared. The next moment, Mirabel had appeared in front of Roger, and their noses almost touched. Roger felt a strong force coming from his abdomen. Even with his strong body, he couldn't bear it. With a sound, he vomited out all three meals today. Mirabel then smashed the hilt of the sword on Roger back, knocked him to the ground, and kicked him several times. Roger was already bleeding from his mouth and nose. Mirabel raised her foot, turned Roger over, and said viciously: "Aren't you very fierce? You want to have sex with me, don't you? Come on, let me see how much money you have. Can you satisfy me?" As he spoke, he stepped on Roger's crotch, trampling it hard with his leather and silver boots.

Roger entire face immediately turned the color of pig liver, and he couldn't scream. He grabbed the female warrior's boots with both hands and tried in vain to move the foot. With a cruel smile, Mirabel crushed her a few more times before letting go of her foot. Roger gasped for air, clutching the injured area and rolling around desperately. From time to time a wail or two was made. Mirabel looked at the fat man with blood on his face with disgust, and spat: "Why, it's not enough after just two strokes? Is he a man? My aunt still has a lot of tricks she hasn't used yet! I always want you to be the same today. The same feeling.”

The female warrior put the giant sword aside and suddenly saw Roger staring into the depths of the alley behind her, with joy in her eyes. Mirabel sneered, thinking that she would use this little trick to deceive me. However, she turned around and pretended to be deceived, hoping to catch Roger again when he attacked her or escaped. "These stupid nobles never have anything new."

There was a soft buzzing behind her, and Mirabel immediately felt that something was wrong. There was a sudden stinging pain on his butt, and a short crossbow was completely embedded into the snow-white skin. The female warrior wore a short skirt and armor around her waist, Roger shot from the bottom up, and Mirabel tall figure meant that the crossbow arrow was inserted in the wrong place.

Mirabel felt ashamed and angry, so she grabbed the giant sword and slashed the despicable fat man with intent. As soon as she turned around, she felt a huge pain in the wound. Mirabel immediately saw stars in her eyes, and then the wound turned to soreness and numbness. It was obvious that the arrow had been coated with medicine. When she stretched out her hand to explore, there was only blood on her hand, and the short crossbow arrow had all penetrated her flesh. . Mirabel took a deep breath, drank, and suddenly a layer of white light flashed all over her body, and then disappeared. Roger was horrified, this was fighting spirit! Before the anesthetic applied on the arrow took effect, it was hard to say whether he could save his life.

Although Mirabel used her fighting spirit to temporarily suppress the power of the medicine, she couldn't free her hand to pull out the arrow. What's more, the despicable fat man was right in front of her, so she couldn't go to that place to pull out the arrow. It's better to make a quick decision and deal with him first. At this time , Roger, who had already stood up, started chanting a spell again, and a thin stream of flame shot over. Mirabel rushed forward without dodge or dodge. Just when the flames reached his body, Roger's eyes suddenly flashed. Mirabel's breastplate and the bottom clothes inside were suddenly lifted up by an invisible hand, and the flames burned up.

Mirabel, even with her extraordinary strength, couldn't bear the sudden burning sensation on her sensitive parts, so she screamed and squatted down in pain. Mirabel recovered a little and immediately put down her breastplate to cover it up. The humiliation made her lose her mind. At this moment, Roger suddenly pounced on him, punching and kicking him. Although there was not much plan, his movements were agile and powerful. How could he look like a magician or injured? ? Mirabel was shocked, and after blocking a stormy attack, she was about to fight back. However, Roger rushed past and fled.

Mirabel almost fainted from anger. He gritted his teeth and chased after him regardless of the pain.

Roger walked around in front of him, ran to a small building, opened the door and ducked in. "Okay, let me know your kennel, and I'll see how you can run away!" The female warrior rushed forward and kicked down the door, but she felt dizzy and the injuries on her body became more and more painful. Mirabel took a deep breath, and the cool night breeze made her mind clearer. At this time, there was a sound of tables and chairs being knocked over in panic from the second floor. The female warrior's anger burned in her chest again, and she rushed from the stairs to the second floor.

The female warrior jumped up, and as soon as her right toe touched the stairs, she heard a "click" and the ladder collapsed. Qi Wei didn't panic, kicked his left foot in the air, and his figure rose instead of falling. Afraid of another ambush, she extended her giant sword a little higher on the stairs and continued to rise. "Whoosh" two crossbow arrows shot in the air. The female warrior swung her sword to shoot them down, but broke a thin thread that was difficult to discern with the naked eye. . There was a flash of lightning, and a lightning trap was activated on the wall next to it. Mirabel was unable to dodge while she was in the air. She was immediately numbed by the electric shock and fell to the ground. Fortunately, this trap was not very powerful, and she was wearing magic defense equipment. She was dizzy for a while, and then she recovered.

Hearing the proud and unpleasant laughter coming from the second floor, Mirabel gritted her teeth and rushed upwards. Just as she passed the corner, there was another loud bang, and the female warrior immediately saw stars in her eyes, flew out backwards, and fell heavily to the ground. It turns out that a transparent energy barrier was placed here. The trap was hit hard by this force, dodged a few times, and lost its effectiveness. Mirabel also fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a while.

The female warrior barely supported herself with her giant sword and walked down the stairs. "Who knows what else can be done in this damn little building. I can only let this bastard go for now, and wait until tomorrow to set fire to this pig's nest." The female warrior thought bitterly.

A burst of black mist drifted by, and the skeleton "Amaris" stopped in front of the female warrior.

Roger was not having a good time either. His magic power was exhausted and he was seriously injured. Summoning Amaris was his last ability. He slumped down on the second floor, watching the battle going on downstairs. It's relatively safe here. At least if Mirabel wants to rush up, there are still three traps waiting for her. Amaris seems to be a little different from before. She has an extra rusty knife and her ribs seem to be complete.

Mirabel cheered up and slashed Amaris's neck with the giant sword. Amaris raised the rusty knife to hold it. The female warrior used this force to draw an arc with the giant sword and slashed towards the skull's neck bone again. Unable to parry, the skeleton raised his left arm to block, but it could not block the heavy sword. With a chirping sound, the arm bone was cut off. Amaris shook for a moment and fell motionless.

Mirabel snorted coldly. This piece of trash used to be able to cast undead magic, but unfortunately it wasn't enough and he could only summon one skeleton. Mirabel stepped over the skeletons on the ground and walked towards the door.

Suddenly there was a sound of wind behind her, and Mirabel knew something was wrong. She squatted down suddenly and put the giant sword upright behind her back. With a clang, a rusty knife hit the giant sword heavily. Before the female warrior could react, she was hit by another blow. The foot kicked hard on the injured part of the arm. Mirabel looked back and saw that it was the skeleton "Amaris". She couldn't help but gasped. Can a skeleton pretend to be dead? ?

For the first time, Mirabel felt that this small building was eerie.

Roger was also stunned.

There was another melee between the female warrior and the skeleton. After all, the difference in strength was too far. Mirabel gradually gained the upper hand. Just when she was about to completely smash the skeleton, there was another burst of black mist. It turned out that Roger saw that the situation was not good. Sent Amaris back.

With a "bang" sound, Mirabel felt dizzy again. Before losing consciousness, she vaguely saw the fat man holding an iron rod and looking at him with a ferocious smile.

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