The Knight King of the Otherworldly Moon

"It seems that although Joan of Arc is part of their plan, it is only the first step.

Have you found the mastermind behind the scenes?"

This is what Lucifer is most concerned about.

Those people are just pawns in other people's hands. If you don't find those... the mastermind behind the scenes, the same thing will happen in the future.

no.67 I'm dead... Really fragrant

In the face of Lucifer's question, Argonaut has already had the answer, and he has even acted.

"I've just sent Jekyll to every house and found nothing.

I suspect those people are not from this town.

The lockdown of the town right now will definitely make them wary and they may not come back."

"Won't you come back? Maybe.

Since they can do such a thing, they will naturally have their own way of retreat.

Argonaut, wait a minute and figure out a way to get that...Furfar to escape."

At this time, Lucifer had already read the documents in his hand, he put down the stack of papers, and made a decision.

"Escape"

"Yes, make it realistic.

Let him think that he escaped with his own strength, in this way, he who escaped from birth will definitely contact the people behind him.

When I appeared to stop him before, he obviously knew that my identity was not simple, but he still: insisted on making a big statement.

I don't think he gave himself a way out."

"What the king meant was to send people to follow him and use him as a pointer to find those behind him"

Argonaut quickly understood what Lucifer meant.

"That's right! It's called throwing stones to ask for directions. You may be able to think of other ways to interrogate the information that you can't get."

"Follow the king's teachings."

After finishing speaking, the black knight had already retreated, and he was about to start setting up a trap for catching mice.

At night, the knights who had been busy all day seemed to relax.

In a prison temporarily converted from a private warehouse, several figures are slowly moving.

Furfar cut the rope tied to him with the blade he had hidden in his boot.

Under the watchful eyes of other companions, he untied the ropes of these people one by one.

At this time, they were faced with two choices, one was to find a way to sneak away, and the other was to kill the guard outside the door and escape from the front.

"Ruhl, aren't you a magician? There are only four knights outside. Can you find a way to kill them secretly, and then we can escape."

Fufar whispered to the companion beside him.

The brown-haired bearded man who was asked had the look you're kidding me.

"Furfar, your jokes are not funny at all.

Those knights outside are all regular troops, and they are still the most elite knights under the king's command, like me, an inexperienced magician, they can hit ten with one hand."

Although he is also a magician, he belongs to the kind of ... who does not make a living by juggling...

The knights of the regular army have very high magic resistance, not to mention that the magic flow or magic burst on their bodies can blow away many spells with low magic power.

Coupled with the equipment of the regular army, the charge of such a group of knights is... a nightmare for the magician.

Of course, that kind of... top masters can ignore.

However, it's definitely not an unpopular existence like him.

Another barbarian-like alcoholic spoke up next to him, and he tried his best to keep his voice low for fear of being heard.

"Fuffal, you bastard, didn't you say that everything went well.

Why did the king suddenly come to the town? I shouldn't have listened to your nonsense in the first place."

"right!"

Another person came out to join in.

"How do I know I'm weird too."

As long as they were there: when they were wondering, a young man named Hitt stood up.

He secretly told the crowd.

"Everyone, I know how to sneak out"

"real"

"Say it!"

"Say it's okay.

But should we talk about the price first?"

"You want money at this time, you are extorting!"

Fufar has a kind of urge to strangle the bastard in front of him.

But this man is obviously a dead pig and is not afraid of boiling water.

"You still have the face to say, if it weren't for you, how could we have been locked here.

Maybe tomorrow, when Wang investigates clearly what happened, it will be our turn to be burned to death.

I just want money now, and I'll go somewhere else to live."

That's right, they might be dying soon.

He didn't care what happened.

Since... he might die anyway, he might as well take a gamble.

If they dared to kill people here, he would have died earlier at most, and if they dared not, he might still be able to get the money.

"How did I hear that the people in Wangcheng like to use the guillotine."

Another man spoke in a low voice.

"Zi! That's not even scarier"

"I don't want to go to the guillotine."

...for a moment panic spread around them.

Seeing the appearance of others, Fufar still chose to give money.

He knew very well that if he didn't give it, he would probably experience one of the most painful things in his life.

People are dead and money is not spent.

"Say, how much!"

He opened his mouth.

"One gold coin per person, thank you for your patronage."

After Hitt finished speaking, a thin man spoke up next to him.

"I have no money!"

He had spent all his money before, and now he really has no money.

"Then won't you let him pay for you? It's all the guy's fault. He gets the most, and now he wants us to be guillotined."

Hitt's proposal aroused everyone's approval.

"That's right! He should pay for it all."

The crowd spoke up.

This time, it was Fofar's turn to face a majority vote.

"you......"

"Give it or not, we will kill you now, anyway... we are already dying."

Ruhl immediately opened his mouth and threatened.

Facing the approaching crowd, Fufar regretted untied the ropes of these people so early.

But now was obviously not the time for conflict, and he resisted the urge to die.

"Okay! You have a seed:! But I don't have so much money on me. I have to wait until I escape and go to my house to get it."

A dozen gold coins is not a small amount, enough to make an ordinary family live a full year.

These people are also very clear that ordinary people will not be carrying this huge sum of money.

"no problem.

Let's go together."

After negotiating the terms, Hitt led the crowd to a pile of weeds at the corner of the warehouse.

He slowly opened the pile of hay, and removed a few stones from the ground in the corner, and finally saw a special small door.

This is what he said before about the escape route.

"This is!"

Fufar froze in place.

"This is the former warehouse of my house, and my big dog often comes in and out through this small door.

After the big dog disappeared, I sealed it up, but I didn't expect it to work now."

Hitt said the truth with a smug look on his face.

"That's your good idea to drill the dog hole"