The Emerald Tower

A fireplace built with only four stones is working hard to provide heat for the entire wooden house; but in that simple fireplace, the flame is only burning hard, supported by a few pieces of wood. The swaying flames simply couldn't provide enough temperature for the entire room, especially after another heavy snowfall yesterday, the sudden drop in temperature made the cold completely envelop the entire room.

Dean, who had just woke up from his short sleep, squatted in front of the fireplace with a blanket he had prepared. He put a piece of wood into the fireplace, and immediately received a new fuel flame, which suddenly increased. After a few minutes, after a few sticks of firewood were put in, the cold in the whole room was dispersed, and it was in a kind of comfortable warmth.

And in such warmth, Dean’s eyes felt the dazzling cold wind and looked at everything outside the room through the lookout hole he specially left. This is the one that Dean has the least want to remember. Sentry, the former Dean, has experienced life and death and humiliation several times here, especially the latter, which made his heart feel as if it was eaten by a snake and a rat.

　　 But, now...

　　 Dean is fortunate to be here again!

　　 "Go down, keep going down!"

　　 Looking at the heavy snow outside the room, the first heavy snow after the winter in the northern part of the Emerald Kingdom, Dean muttered in a low voice, while the eyes of his eyes became more and more cold, even exceeding the harsh cold wind.

This is three days after Dean left the residence of the Fecharan Knights, and in these three days, Dean certainly could not do nothing, except for the food prepared in advance and warm cotton clothes and blankets, Dean Even more, the traps that were not completed in the three days of rushing to save one by one were improved and reinforced.

　　 Even because of this extra time, he added something again to make his whole plan more secure.

　　 Of course, what delighted Dean most was the heavy snow that started last night.

　　 The heavy snow that lasted all night, so far, there is no plan to stop, and this must be the best cover for the traps he set.

　　 Is there anything more seamless than the cover of nature?

And now, what Dean has to do is to wait for the arrival of the leader of the Fecharen Knights and Yigan's men-the situation in memory must have changed because of his'performance' that day, but Dean is still sure of the other party. It will definitely come.

　　 That kind of deliberately suppressing greed and murderous look, Dean can't get it wrong.

　　 Three days, for the other party, it is definitely a torment-like limit-he doesn't think that Captain Potts has more patience!

Dean can even guess that the reason why the other party did not immediately kill and waited for these three days was to make his'death' taken for granted-the barbarian bandit attacked the guard post, and the knight leader who got the news immediately Came to support, but unfortunately the trainee knight died unfortunately, but the leader of the knight group was chasing after him, which was quite rewarding.

　　 As for other than that, does the Potts leader have any other ideas?

　　 There must be. In Dean’s guess, Potts, the leader of the Fecharen Knights, must be very impatient to see him trembling and frightened in the cold wind.

　　 In this regard, if the whole plan is to go smoothly, Dean doesn't mind ‘cooperating’ a little bit; he even sacrifices something.

　　 took a deep breath, Dean's eyes didn't leave the observation port, he looked outside, standing inside the wooden house and waiting quietly.

　　 He believes that the time he needs to wait will not be too long!

　　……

In fact, just as Dean guessed, this morning, Potts, the leader of the Fecharen Knights, took his knight attendants—the official members of the Fecharen Knights, a total of ten The two left the residence of the Fecharen Knights.

However, the whole night of heavy snow did not stop at all, which made the knight leader a little unexpected. For this reason, he and his attendants had to abandon their horses and move forward on foot instead, because of the snow. For this reason, they slowed down again.

　　 Therefore, when he appeared in front of the planned outpost, it was already time for sunset.

Although it took several times as much time, Potts and his party did not complain. Each of them had a scorching heat called greed, and they couldn't even cool down even in the continuous snow; on the contrary, But I can’t wait to get up more and more-you know that he is a nobleman, although it is only a small nobleman, but it must be expensive, even if you put aside the share of other people, your own share is enough to make them separate Xiaoyao has been happy for a long time, just like the ticket they did last time!

　　 Even, it’s easier than that vote; after all, the little nobleman who got the vote still has two guards, and what about this so-called Dean Knight?

　　 is a polished commander, and, more importantly, the strength is not very good——

　　 The knight is undoubtedly respectable, even if only because of the strength far beyond ordinary people.

　　 And trainee knight?

Although 　　 also has the word knight, the prefix ‘probation’ has already explained everything.

In fact, these official members of the Faithalen Knights have the so-called "trainee" title; in a small local knight group, such titles appear in batches, which is enough to prove that the'trainee' knights are How worthless—even, in some places, you only need enough Kimpton to get such a title.

　　 Therefore, Dean, who holds the title of apprentice knight, is already a lamb to be slaughtered in the eyes of these Fecharen Knights!

　　 Not to mention the opponent's strength, they have already learned it!

　　 "Head, we are here!"

The Knights member who had ridiculed Dean stopped his pace, looked at Potts, and then said again: "I hope our Dean knight has enough blankets, otherwise, the heavy snowfall last night Will freeze to death!"

　　 Immediately, people around him laughed maliciously again.

　　 "Whether he freezes to death or not, I must kill him!"

With the sound of the wind and leaking words, Riddle, who had been given an excuse for a fat beating by Dean for three days, walked out of the queue and looked viciously in the direction of the guard post. The spite in his eyes was comparable to a snake Normally, the swelling and gauze on his face proved that the injuries he suffered under Dean had not completely healed; however, after learning of his uncle's plan, Riddle could no longer wait.

　　 For the beating that day, he must retaliate back ten times a hundred times.

　　 "Little **** from the emerald capital, I must kill him!"

　　Riddle said while looking at his uncle, the captain of the Fecharen Knights.

　　 "Go, you two keep up!"

　　 Potts happily agreed to his nephew's request, and then clicked on the two attendants beside him; immediately, they followed.

　　 However, that kind of grinning look is obviously unconcerned.

Not only these two people don’t care, even everyone in Potts and his party doesn’t care at all. They don’t think it is difficult to win a vain little nobleman, even the Riddle who was beaten by Dean. I think-he always thought that if he hadn't drunk, and if the opponent didn't attack suddenly, he would definitely be able to kill the opponent easily.

　　 It's just a little nobleman, what can I care about?

　　 You know, they are the ‘Knights’ who have experienced many battles!

　　 With this thought, Riddle and the two knight attendants walked towards the sentry quickly-without Riddle's signal, one of the knight attendants kicked the wooden door open as soon as he raised his leg.

　　 They are ready to face the fruits of victory they deserve with a high attitude.

　　 As for, failure?

　　 They never thought about it, so when accidents happen, they are always caught off guard.

boom!

　　The wooden door, which was loose, decayed, and modified by Dean under the leather boots, almost flew out, letting away the trajectory of the arrow.

　　 噗嗤, 噗嗤!

The slightly thin leather armor could not stop the two powerful crossbow arrows~www.readwn.com~ In the two sounds of flesh and blood being penetrated, the hearts of the two knight attendants were penetrated by the arrows— -One comes from the crossbow arranged behind the door as a mechanism, and the other comes from the crossbow in Dean's hands.

Hot blood splashed directly on Riddle's face. He subconsciously touched his face and looked at the bright red on his palm. The person who had previously sworn revenge obviously didn't understand what happened—until Dean appeared in front of him, and after a hand knife knocked him out, Riddle had a dazed look on his face.

He picked up Riddle, and Dean, who had his crossbow behind his back, sneered at Potts and his party twenty yards away, straightly raised his right hand and stretched out his thumb to make a throat cut, and then As Riddle disappeared at the door of the wooden house-with Riddle, Poz’s nephew, Dean was not worried that the other party would not follow.

After all, with the deaths of two attendants and Riddle being detained by himself, even if there is no deep hatred, Potts will never let him go. What's more, there is a letter from the deputy commander of the Central Knights, even if it is In order to get promoted, Potts will definitely do his best.

　　 Of course, with the exception of the Captain Potts, other members of the Fecharen Knights have always been quite brave under the premise of a large number of people.

　　 "Dean!"

　　 Potts looked at the empty wooden door and roared loudly.

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