chapter 6 Wither

A sharp stabbing pain brought Mirabel back to reality from her coma. She groaned and wanted to touch the injury with her hands, but found that her hands were motionless. Another burst of pain came, and this time she was completely awake. A fat face from a nightmare slowly became clear before my eyes. The face was so close that I could even see the pores on my nose.

Mirabel was so frightened that she screamed loudly and instinctively wanted to jump up and hide, but her hands were behind her back and she couldn't move. She lost her balance and fell heavily on the table. There was another huge pain in her buttocks, but this time she almost fainted.

"Beauty, don't be so afraid. The night is still there." The fat face close at hand showed a toad expression.

Mirabel calmed down a little and observed her situation. The room was large, and the room was brightly lit by more than a dozen candles hanging from the chandeliers hanging from the ceiling. The furniture in the room is still brand new. You can tell at a glance that it is made of low-quality wood, but it is made to look like a golden wall. You can imagine the taste of the owner. But Mirabel was more worried about herself. She soon found that her hands were tightly tied behind her back, and she was lying prone on a large experimental table.

The fat man held a small pliers in his hand, holding a blood-stained crossbow arrow. He looked at it carefully in front of his eyes, then threw it aside, reached out and gently lifted Mirabel's chin, "Haha, she looks really good. Ah, why are you not fierce now? Are you hitting me? Do you think I have to be rough with you? My beauty, my arrows are really good. It seems that I am a talented archer."

The female warrior sighed and bit down on Roger's hand. Roger quickly retracted his hand, grabbed her hair again, and pulled it up hard. A look of pain appeared on Mirabel face, and her entire upper body was pulled upwards, revealing her curves.

Roger's hand made Mirabel feel as if there was a cold poisonous snake crawling on her body, but it was grabbed by the hair, and her struggle was limited. Tears finally flowed from her closed eyes uncontrollably. Mirabel was half a head taller than Rogge. Roger had already taken off her skirt and breastplate when she was unconscious. Her waist suddenly became shockingly thin, and her legs were long, straight and toned.

The candlelight in the small building swayed amidst the hoarse curses of the female warrior. The inferior experimental table could not bear the weight of two people. Demons danced wildly in the fire, and the ghosts screamed hysterically.

Roger was trembling, and the pleasure of revenge was intertwined like a tide, making every piece of his fat tremble. The darkness in the deepest part of his heart was boiling, constantly impacting every nerve in him.

The night in early spring is still cold, and when the wind blows, the unopened spring flowers have also withered.

The song ends and everyone disperses.

Roger hummed a tune proudly, looking at the snow-white lamb he had captured, and the pain in his body seemed to be singing. Not long ago, this lamb was a real lion. Roger put on his clothes and decided to go to Ette and the others to take a look at his prey. The only thing that displeased him was Mirabel's eyes. Completely cold, not sad, not angry, not empty, just looking at the fat man coldly. Roger felt like a frog being stared at by a snake, and he didn't like this feeling. Another rope was added to Mirabel, but Mirabel didn't react at all, as if it was not his own body, and still looked at the fat man quietly like a snake.

Roger left in a hurry, almost to escape the murderous gaze. The best way is of course to kill people and silence them, but Roger doesn't have the courage yet. Besides, it would be a pity to kill such a beautiful woman.

Ette and the others came to the small building excitedly. It was as if a storm had just broken out in the small building, and everything was smashed into a mess. Several people screamed in their hearts and rushed to the second floor to see that the large experimental table was empty and the rope used for binding was broken into several pieces. Kate picked up the broken end of the rope and looked at it, then turned around and said, "It was broken by force, my God! Such a thick rope can be broken. Did you really catch her?"Roger thought of the female warrior. The fighting spirit flashed across his body, and he suddenly broke into a cold sweat.

Ette, the oldest and more experienced, was the first to calm down. "Everyone, don't be afraid. The other party doesn't know who we are yet. But Roger, it seems you can't stay in your small building any longer." Everyone slowly calmed down. As soon as the panic passed, Luns mind became active again and he said: "I'm just afraid they are going to set fire to the building."

"If you don't do it, you won't stop! Now it's impossible to do good in this matter. The only way is to strike first. We don't have much time. Let's work together and give them a trick. As long as they dare to burn the building, they will be punished. It's not easy. I'm afraid these mercenaries can't play any tricks."Folan, who didn't say much, was quite vicious.

Everyone deliberated for a while, erased the traces of their coming, and left quickly.

On the small road, Roger and several people dressed like nobles strutted towards the small building. They talked in low voices and laughed loudly along the way. It was obvious that they were talking about topics common to men.

Several people walked to the small building and stood down. A person next to Roger suddenly said: "No, someone has gone in. There is an ambush here." At this time, there was a bang, fragments of the building door were scattered, and a sword light volleyed towards Roger. Before the sword could reach him, the murderous aura had already enveloped him. Roger whole body. The fat man felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, watching helplessly as the giant sword approached, but he could not move. Two long swords on both sides suddenly stretched out to hold the giant sword. The giant sword used the force to bounce up slightly, suddenly becoming extremely light, and struck Roger with unparalleled speed and stabs. The two long swords formed an airtight sword net, blocking all attacks. It was obvious that the two men holding the swords were not mediocre.

The wind-like attack passed and the sword light dissipated. Mirabel gasped for air and pointed the sword at Roger. Her face was pale, she was casually wearing a set of leather armor, her eyes were bloodshot, and there were faint bruises on her neck.

Three more figures jumped out of the building, and several people around Roger rushed to meet them. They fought together, and they turned out to be the three warriors in the bar that day. But the mage is still missing.

At this time, a loud shout was heard not far away: "You are so bold and rebellious that you dare to attack the city guards in the royal capital!?" At the sound of the clanging sound, a small group of swordsmen with bright armor rushed over under the leadership of a heavy armored knight, and quickly The small building was surrounded. Those who fought against Mirabel and the others also tore off their robes, revealing soft armor with the logo of the City Guards underneath. Roger quickly stepped aside, and Aite and others also came over, looking at the female warrior with a sinister smile.

The heavily armored knight said nothing, pointed his lance forward, and the soldiers immediately swarmed forward, their swords and swords facing death. Knowing that they had fallen into a trap, the mercenaries said hello and rushed outside at the same time. They immediately turned around and retreated into the building, keeping a distance from the soldiers. There was a shout from the second floor of the small building, and a fireball as big as a bowl flew down and exploded among the swordsmen. The heat burned the swordsmen's exposed skin mercilessly. Immediately after the second fireball flew down, several swordsmen who were seriously injured immediately turned into burning men and fell down screaming.

The figure of the mercenary mage appeared on the window on the second floor. The deep cold air was emitted from his hands along with countless ice picks. Several swordsmen who could not dodge were immediately frozen, and then the cold air hit them. Among them, their physical strength The worse one broke into several pieces. A gap immediately appeared in the tight encirclement formation, and Mirabel and others seized the opportunity and immediately rushed out of the encirclement. A tall warrior threw a rope towards the window with his backhand and wrapped it around the mage several times. The mage jumped out of the window, and the soldier pulled hard, and saw that the mage was about to float in the air and be surrounded by protrusions.

The heavily armored knight shouted, and a dark blue light flashed all over his body. The lance in his hand flew like a meteor, pierced through the chest, and pinned the mage firmly to the wall.

Mirabel let out a scream and turned around to fight for her life. A soldier beside her grabbed her tightly, put her on his shoulders, and left quickly. Another warrior chanted a short activation spell and threw a scroll. Many vines suddenly appeared on the ground, and their branches flew wildly in the air and became tightly entangled when they touched objects. Several swordsmen who were chasing quickly were immediately entangled. The mercenaries took this opportunity to disappear into the slums.

Roger looked at the direction where the female warrior disappeared with disappointment, knowing that she would never give up.

The heavily armored knight looked at his men who suffered heavy injuries and snorted coldly. Kate walked over and asked the knight in a low voice: "Dad, what should we do now?" The knight was silent for a long time and sighed: "Your troubles are still behind you. Hey, mercenary." He summoned a swordsman , whispered some instructions, and the swordsman took the order and left. The knight glanced at Kate and the others again, and shouted: "Are you the ones who want to imitate other people's tyranny?! Practice your skills first!" After that, he left.

Not long after, a small group of knights came to each city gate in Rhine and posted a reward list on the bulletin board: "Wanted: Sword and Blood Rose Mercenary Group.

This mercenary group plotted a rebellion in the royal capital, and after their failure, they killed and injured many people in the city's defense forces. Mirabel, the sister of the leader of the mercenary group, and three main members are currently at large. Thirty ordinary mercenaries in the mercenary group are on the run.

The bounty coin for capturing or killing a major member is 500 coins, and the bounty coin for an ordinary mercenary is 30 coins. Notifier bounty reduced by half. "

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