Chapter 105: ambush

Yuser, who was still in surprise, didn't notice that the death sickle was close at hand.

"Of course it is true. The premise is that you can break through the knight instructor, so that we can be considered right."

The Marquis of Medea stood in a black robe on the tallest bell tower outside the city defense army camp. He clearly stood above the bell tower, but with the naked eye, there was nothing there.

She looked at Eckert who had slowly drawn out the sword, and the corners of her mouth were slightly cocked.

User was about to jump up excitedly, and his long-cherished wish for many years was finally fulfilled.

"Don't worry, Medea, this year I will definitely be able to..." Uther's rib hurt suddenly, and a bright knight sword pierced the wall and pointed directly at the spleen inside the rib.

Uther spouted blood, and he recognized the owner of this knight sword, that he had always valued Ackert very much, and he had given him this knight sword personally.

"Ackert!" Yuser roared, and another long sword pierced him. This time, Yuser could only watch the long sword pierce into his body.

This time it was not a knight sword, but a one-handed cross sword that swordsmen were accustomed to using, and there was a sculpture of the court at the tail of the sword.

Uther's eyes widened, and with pain, he appealed to the Marquis of Medea for help.

"Medea save me!"

"Hehe, why should I save you and let you ride on my head?" Marquis Medea's voice was colder than ever, and no matter who heard it, he would subconsciously shiver.

Uther's eyes widened, staring at the Medea Magic Tower, the tallest building in Billy City, in astonishment. He wanted to roar very much.

"Why are you doing this to me? All these years..."

"Because you are so disgusting." Marquis Medea's cold voice sounded again.

"So go to hell!"

Usser began to recall his first encounter with the Marquis of Medea, and at the last meeting, he showed a bitter smile.

"From start to finish, I just regarded you as a friend, and I have warned you many times not to have too many fantasies."

This was the last time I met, what the Marquis of Medea had said to Youser, and he didn't understand until now that he was not in his heart from beginning to end.

Even if Usser died, all he remembered in his mind was the Marquis of Medea, and even his daughter Altria only briefly passed by in his mind.

Eckert was a little at a loss. He had planned to have a hard fight, but was it over?

He was at a loss for a few seconds, and decisively left from the city defense army, until he completely disappeared into the night, the murderous voice of the Marquis Medea sounded.

"The people who killed me in Billy City want to escape now."

The tallest building in Billy City, a pair of purple pupils suddenly opened on the Medea Magic Tower, the pupils dilated, and the purple light began to illuminate the entire Billy City.

The Magic Legion and the Night Guards that had been lurking for a long time began to follow the purple light.

The Guards of the Night is a special agent directly under the Marquis of Medea, and often guest assassins. The minimum strength requirement is also a great swordsman, but the number is relatively small, only a hundred people.

Ten meters away from the Tianping Chamber of Commerce, in a small house, Lancelot kept receiving news of protection failures, which made him realize that something was wrong.

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Ambush in advance can fail. There is only one possibility, that is, someone will ambush them.

The thought of this made Lancelot's heart cold.

Others have been found, can he sit firmly on the Diaoyutai.

Lancelot decisively threw all the documents on the table into the brazier. Just after lighting the documents, he heard a strange noise. This was the mechanism he arranged. As long as someone approached in secret, it would make a noise.

Lancelot reacted extremely quickly. After hearing the sound again, he quickly sat back to his original position and quietly looked at the documents on the desk. His other hand had touched the drawer, and there was Aslan prepared for him. Life-saving magic items.

Squeak!

The door was opened, and the assassin walked in with a blindfolded face.

"Really just a high-level knight." The assassin's tone was frivolous, and Lancelot was completely ignored.

"People from the court?" Lancelot put down the files in his hand and asked calmly.

"Then you should know that you are dead!"

After the assassin finished speaking, he stopped talking nonsense, drew his short sword and rushed towards Lancelot.

When the assassin was less than one meter in front of Lancelot, Lancelot decisively turned on the switch.

Rumble!

The desk in front of Lancelot suddenly exploded, and a yellow light knocked the assassin into the air with a thunderous momentum, and hit the wall directly before stopping. The person lay on the ground and vomited blood. Then the pupils began to lose weight.

He didn't understand why he died until he died?

Lancelot looked at the huge hole in the assassin's chest, swallowed subconsciously, and took out the things from the dilapidated desk.

That magic item is similar to a shotgun. The muzzle was originally equipped with a fist-sized armor-piercing spear head, and the gun body contained the lowest-power electromagnetic cannon magic crystal sealed by Aslan, which was equivalent to elementary magic.

The terrifying electromagnetic thrust and the special armor-piercing spear head mutually blessed each other, even the great sword master did not dare to resist with his body.

It's a pity that this weapon is too expensive. Even if Aslan has the talent for the production of mimicry, it will be distressed, and every time it is used, it needs to be replaced with magic crystals with electromagnetic cannons.

That thing couldn't be made with the talent magic, and it completely relied on Aslan's own control of magic. Even with his strength, it would take more than a long time to inscribe such a magic spar.

With his tight time now, spending most of the day to produce this thing, it is simply not worth the loss. If it were not for Lancelot to prepare something to save his life, he would never study this kind of thing that was defined as a failure in his previous life.

Lancelot did not rush out through the gate, but jumped directly into the window and fled. Sure enough, when he jumped out of the window, two black-clothed assassins heard the explosion and rushed in, just in time to see Lancelot running away. Silhouette.

Their assassination plan was an unprecedented success, except for a few accidents, but it had no impact on the overall situation.

However, the goal of Lancelot was one of the key targets of their assassination this time. If Aslan and him hadn't killed all the people outside the referee at the beginning, they would not have been in such a dilemma.

The assassination was indeed successful, but they lost the cover they had previously lurked around Billy City. Half of the assassins in this assassination operation could escape from Billy City alive, and Frada would have to kneel and thank the Lord.

Lancelot jumped from a carriage full of straw, and he heard the sound of ‘swarming’ just a few steps after he ran.

It was someone who put secret arrows behind, because of the vicious urinary nature of those in the court, these arrows must be stained with poison, and they would die if touched.

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