Chapter 398 The Nightmare That Comes Early

The crowd scattered in horror, guards came running from a distance, and when the warning bell rang, frightened white pigeons flew over the heads of the crowd.

Rody glanced at the buildings on both sides, and the next arrow in his hand was already on the string—he was extremely vigilant at this moment, for fear that another enemy would threaten Sally.

And Sally didn't just stand there, she turned around when Rody rushed over, and blessed the two of them with "Holy Shield" and a series of BUF

Rody understood, and turned around in the same way. The two stood next to each other back to back, and at the same time scanned the places where enemies might appear in front of them.

But until more than 30 guards rushed over, no other assassins were found around.

Lowering the short bow, Rody breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that he had survived the assassination safely, but when he turned around, he found Sally staring at him with tears glistening.

That gaze seemed to see through Luo Di, but he didn't dare to look at her at all—it just broke her heart a minute ago, how should I face it now?

Those eyes were full of hope and longing, but after the two looked at each other for three seconds, Rody looked away guiltily, and put away his short bow and arrows as if nothing had happened.

Sally pursed her lips and did not speak, and then noticed his blood-stained leather armor. After raising her hand to cast the "Secondary Healing Technique", she raised her arm to touch Rody, but finally clenched her fist and turned to face him. The guard captain behind him issued an order—

"Thoroughly check all the surrounding buildings and keep the enemy's corpses. I need to confirm their identities."

"Noy, take two teams of shield guards to protect Baron Roddy back to the Duke's mansion."

"Kova, go and inform the Knights of Wellington about this matter. A curfew will be imposed tonight. Only the north gate will be opened and people entering and leaving will be strictly searched."

As the orders were issued one after another, the seventeen-year-old Nefer's maturity and stability at the moment already had a bit of the demeanor of his father Angmar. The chaotic scene was gradually suppressed, and the soldiers maintained order and began to blockade cities and urban areas in an orderly manner.

"Earl Winston, do you need me to escort you back?"

After taking a few steps, Sally stared blankly at the coward who was still holding a short sword in his hand. The latter no longer had the courage to answer, turned his head and walked away without saying a word.

The team of Knights of Titus rushed over first. Sally took a deep look at Rody, turned around and walked towards the monastery—actually, she didn't need to inform the bishop personally about such things, but she still made a decisive choice when she saw Akasha approaching. left.

Facing his "real girlfriend", Luo Di didn't know how to explain it for a while, and said, "Just now I... have no choice, after all, Sally—"

He knew that his actions could easily misunderstand Akasha, but the little priest shook his head, took his hand and said, "I believe in you."

Luo Di clenched her slightly cold palms, remained silent for a moment, and then said: "Go to the Duke's Mansion first, this matter is related to the undead, I will not let them go.

Akasha walked beside her, not forgetting to carefully examine the wounds on his body, but when she looked to the other side, a trace of worry flashed in her eyes.

She pursed her lips slightly, and her mind was full of scenes of Rody and Sally fighting back to back. From a distance, she felt that these two seemed to be the most suitable pair—but Akasha quickly suppressed it. With such worries, she tried to turn her attention to the crowd around her, but then she frowned suddenly.

"What's wrong?"

Roddy turned his head and asked.

"No-nothing, just misread."

Akasha thought she saw a somewhat familiar figure, but after thinking about it, she found it impossible, so she didn't look much, and hurriedly followed in Rody's footsteps.

Walking in the corridor of the Duke's Mansion, everything around is still as familiar as in memory. Butler John led Rody, who had changed his leather armor, forward. When he reached the room on the second floor, he opened the door and bowed. He whispered: "The master's health is not very good, so the young lady specially told me not to tell him about the assassination."

"I see."

Rody nodded in response, and after thinking for a while, he said to Akasha who was always following behind him, "Let's take a rest in the guest room first, and I'll find you in a while."

"OK."

Akasha obediently followed Butler John and left, while Rody stretched out his hand to straighten the cloth robe, and walked into the room.

The strong smell of medicine came over his face. The Duke of Angmar was sitting in the armchair. Although he hadn't seen him for more than a month, Rody felt that his face seemed to be a few years old again—the old man's cheeks were very swollen, The pale and haggard face was deeply wrinkled. After hearing the sound of Rody approaching the house, it seemed that it took a lot of effort to open his eyes:

"Fortunately... I have survived until now."

The old man tried his best to smile and motioned for Roddy to sit down.

"The condition...is getting worse?"

Rody frowned slightly. The Duke before going to Brill Forest was far from being so old, but at this moment he found that the other party's "life value" was close to the bottom, and obviously time was running out.

Angmar nodded to his blunt question, and said without hesitation: "It's destined, it's just one step earlier and one step later. I was always afraid that I would not be able to wait for you to come, so I bought that bottle of potion with a lot of money." , now it seems that it is useless.”

He pointed to the table next to him. Rody looked over and found a bottle of potion there. The liquid in the transparent bottle was slightly purple, and he could feel the magic fluctuations in it two meters away. "level" high-level potions, even more powerful than those possessed by Ansardin.

Buy this potion just to wait to see yourself?

Rody frowned slightly, feeling that Angmar seemed to value himself too much.

"By the way, why didn't you see Sally? She...cough cough cough...she went to pick you up specially. I think she put a lot of thought into it. She dressed up early in the morning and didn't let me see her when she left. ...cough cough... feel like."

Angmar tried to laugh, but coughed violently.

"Is there something wrong between you two? I don't think she is very happy when she comes back."

Hearing this, Rody understood what the problem was: Sally seemed to be hiding a lot of things, so that the Duke thought that the relationship between the two was the same as before.

"Me and Sally..."

He opened his mouth and wanted to explain, but seeing Angmar's faint smile, he swallowed the words when he reached his mouth, and then showed a forced smile: "I had a fight because of something before, but it's okay now. "

"Young man..." Angmar waved his hand, "I heard the bell ringing just now, and when you walked in, your eyes were still wary—"

"So... what happened?"

Luo Di understood that some things could not be hidden from the old man, so he said bluntly: "The assassination of the undead was aimed at me and Sally, but I have already killed everyone."

He was not interested in describing the process of the anti-assassination, and continued: "But this time, things are a bit weird... The assassin is very weak, not comparable to Magda and Bellom at all. Obviously, this is not Augustine's people."

"Who is that?"

"Augustine has been secretly contending with the council. The two groups of people are independent of each other. This time it should be the subordinates of the council of the dead."

Angmar thought for a moment, then frowned slightly and said: "I remember you once mentioned the 'plague, but this time I asked you to come mainly because of this aspect."

"There is some information there, you have to take a look first, today's information has also been sent, the situation seems to be more serious than expected."

Rody's eyelids jumped a few times, and he immediately looked carefully at the contents of the stack of parchments, and soon, a golden reminder appeared in the "task bar"—

【Judgment of the Throne of Bones】Activation of the second stage task:

Task description: Learn about the "plague" and find out the source of the infection.

Task reward: 86 experience points.

When such a reminder appeared, Rody's forehead unknowingly leaked a little cold sweat. He reached out to wipe it off, looked at the materials in his hand, and only one sentence echoed in his mind:

unexpectedly early

Rody mentioned the "plague" to Angmar before, because in 596, a great plague really broke out in the Kingdom of Karen.

The orcs' invasion in 591 did not destroy the Karen Kingdom in one go. The reason was that the royal family secretly reached an agreement with the undead, allowing the Tasman Kingdom to "encircle Wei and save Zhao", and attacked Sauron's logistics forces in the rear, causing this " The King of the Thousand Axes' first invasion took only half of Efta.

But just when the kingdom thought it had escaped, the plague that broke out in 1959 caused heavy losses to the people—this plague that lasted for more than half a year caused fundamental losses in national power, and it was the biggest foreshadowing of the future kingdom's disintegration.

It wasn't until a year later that someone judged through some clues that the plague was related to the undead, and the theme of the expansion pack in 596 was to deal with the overwhelming army of the undead...

Now that this nightmare came suddenly ahead of time, Rody felt his blood run cold all over his body—not because of fear, but because of nervousness: the existence of this task means that there is still a way to deal with the plague.

From another perspective, the lives of hundreds of thousands of people are in their hands at this time

He turned his gaze to those place names, took a deep breath after unfolding the territory map, and murmured in a low voice: "The same place even has the same location..."

At the same moment, Sally, who had returned from the monastery, stepped into her bedroom.

In front of the dressing table, she tidied up the messy hair caused by the assassination, took off her gorgeous long dress, and washed off the makeup that took hours to paint. After putting on a simple and elegant white robe, Sally looked at herself in the mirror, took three deep breaths, then rubbed her slightly red and swollen eye sockets, turned and walked out of the room.

Walking from the second floor to the first floor, Sally came to the guest room with firm steps, and after waving the servants to leave, she gently knocked on the door.

"Please come in."

There was a faint sound from inside the room, Sally stepped in, and then reached out and closed the door with a "click".

"I want to talk to you."

She looked at Akasha in front of her and said.

And the somewhat bewildered little pastor stood up from his seat, looked at Sally who had completely changed her image in front of her, and didn't know how to answer for a while.