Chapter 240 High Integrity
No one wants to happen like an accident, but unfortunately, it often does not depend on human will. No matter what, this banquet at Shuiyue Manor is destined to shock the north.
The battle situation has evolved so far. Except for those who fainted, everyone has reacted. Manor guards were constantly breaking into the hall to rescue people on the ground. The knights from the outer security hall also surrounded this layer and advanced quickly.
Under such an environment, the nobles and wealthy businessmen who were lucky enough to escape could not leave immediately. They gathered not far from the hall with frightened faces. Some noble women were crying, some were calling for friends and relatives, and most of them were talking about which big shot had not come out yet... But in the end, most people listened in stunned silence. The roaring sounds from behind the manor from time to time, and the sight of those exquisite houses that looked like they were built by children when playing house, would fall down when touched, and dispersed by the wind... Gudong... Swallowed, and looked away with difficulty Return to the lobby.
It's hard to tell about wealthy businessmen, but all nobles have some strength. They may lack hands-on experience, but their fighting spirit cultivation is still very impressive. There are many intermediate warriors standing here. Even so, the sight in front of them still made their hearts tighten violently. what is this? Are they playing with demolishing the house... That's all, this is not the level they can achieve, let's take a look at the hall... The hall is more suitable for viewing without psychological barriers, and the scale of the battle is smaller. The dozen Dark Snake Guards are being gradually separated and fighting alone. Yes, their skills are very good, but their fighting style is anything but. Coupled with the current situation, it is estimated that they will all be annihilated before long.
"Get out of the way...evil heretics and accept the sanction of the God of Light, the Arrow of Holy Light!"
"Judgment by the Holy Sword... You should not walk in the world and pollute all living beings. Today I, Sethman, will purify you..."
...More than a dozen lightsabers roared back and forth over the dilapidated hall, swooping and attacking from time to time according to the guidance, showing an extraordinary momentum.
Sesman, who is wearing a red robe below, has a solemn face and wide eyes, as if staring at the endangered Dark Snake Guards with jealousy and hatred. He looks very good. In fact, the effect was really good. The nobles and wealthy businessmen not far away all praised it, gesturing from time to time, and chanting words such as praising God.
As soon as the battle situation between Tang En and the three men changed, Sethman became more energetic, waving his hands to direct the guards who came in, and went to the front line in a dignified manner. With that posture, he knew that those people were just Dark Snake Guards. For those who didn’t know better, they thought he was having a fierce battle with the leader of a certain tribe in the Northern Wilderness.
Just like Dawu said before, now that he is here, he has no intention of going back alive. Naturally, these Dark Snake Guards also had this awareness and did not take any action to hijack the nobles and wealthy merchants on the ground. To be honest, that is meaningless. This place is thousands of miles away from the Northern Wasteland, and there is no way to go back even if there are hostages in hand. If you have that time, you might as well take the opportunity to trample a few to death... However, the strength of the great magician Sethman is not fake. If he faces Tang En or Dawu, he will naturally have no chance of winning. But it is more than enough to deal with these dark snake guards who have revealed their figures. Coupled with the fact that more and more guards rushed in, these dozen Dark Snake Guards failed to cause much trouble. With another concentrated dive of the lightsaber, they were all wiped out in the end.
However, although the hall became quiet, the dead people would never wake up. When the nobles and wealthy businessmen looking for relatives and friends rushed into the dilapidated hall, they saw Sethman standing next to a dark corpse with a sad face.
Not to mention those who were hurriedly searching for relatives and friends, more people gathered around Theismann. Soon, they recognized the black charcoal corpse on the ground, which was the messenger from the Holy City before, and they couldn't help but gasped.
Three days later, the frontline reinforcements from the Light God Association will arrive, but now the person receiving them is dead. What should we do? And not to mention this, this messenger came from the Holy City, but now he died at the Hanshui City noble banquet. Although it happened for a reason, how to explain it was undoubtedly a headache.
"Lord Sethman, please don't be too sad. He has just returned to the embrace of the God of Light, and will surely enter the paradise of peace and enjoy eternal happiness." After a while, a nobleman who was probably a believer in the Temple of Light spoke to comfort him.
"Alas..." Sethman's white eyebrows twitched slightly, he shook his head, looked up and sighed, with a look of compassion, "I'm not sad... On the front line, I have to face death almost every day, even my guardian knight Most of the regiment died in the battle... I just feel sorry that evil in the world is far from gone, but our brave soldiers have already embarked on their return."
He paused, wiped his eyes, then raised his head and said with a serious face: "However, these are not reasons for us to shrink back... He has returned to the embrace of the God of Light, and I am also preparing. As long as there is still one breath left, as long as this world There is still a little bit of evil, and we will fight it to the end!"
Bang bang... Thunderous applause sounded, and everyone around looked at Sethman with reverence. Some of them were very emotional and had tears in their eyes.
Seisman took a step back, first bowed solemnly to the corpse of the messenger, and then waved his hand: "I didn't do anything... Please dedicate your applause and respect to him and to those who died innocently today. .”
As soon as these words came out, everyone couldn't help but admire him even more. How noble and honorable is this? Before, he was trapped in the hall fighting the cultists, and then he led everyone to eliminate the remaining evildoers, but now he is completely passing the credit to the dead messenger... How noble! How selfless! Oh, praise God!
The hall was solemn at first, everyone bowed and saluted, and then thunderous applause sounded again.
I don't know how shocked they would be if they saw that the people shot to death by crossbow arrows were bounced by Sethman's magic shield. I don’t know how disillusioned they would be if they saw Theisman retreating in panic in the hall before, and then shouting for help... Unfortunately, there are not so many ifs in the world, so Theisman has gained more now. lofty respect.
Huh... After wiping his forehead, Theisman breathed a slight sigh of relief. He finally took the credit for this... Such behavior does not show how much Theisman respects the messenger. In fact, he doesn't care about this guy's life or death. . It’s not that Theisman doesn’t want the credit, don’t forget that’s what he came to the North for. It’s just that the credit in front of you is too hot to take. Once you receive this credit, you must bear the corresponding responsibilities. And now that so many nobles and wealthy businessmen have died on the scene, how can we bear the responsibility? It's obviously a business where the profit outweighs the loss... "Lord Sethman, the fight over there has been going on for so long, will Knight Commander Xavian be fine?" A noble looked behind him worriedly and said.
"Yes, sir, why don't you go and provide support and eliminate these heretics as soon as possible."
..."Ahem, this..." The corner of Sethman's mouth twitched twice, asking him to go to the rescue? Are you kidding...but this Sethman is indeed a man who has been in the camp for so many years. His reaction is first-rate. He rolled his eyes and said warmly, "Don't panic, please believe in the strength of Knight Commander Xavian. In fact, we There has been a division of labor for a long time. The battle is not over yet, and we are not sure whether there are any hidden cultists around. So my task is to protect everyone here... Alas, more people have died today, and we don't want any more. An innocent man died."
These words can be said to be pertinent. The key is that they also involve everyone's own safety, and the result is naturally unanimous.
He waved his hand to suppress the noise. Sethman spoke again to divert everyone's attention: "Although we can't directly help Knight Commander Xavian fight, we can pray that she can get the God of Light... eh?"
Before Seisman could finish his words, the back of the manor suddenly fell silent.
Soon, under the gaze of everyone, a figure walked out from the ruins, with silver armor, a flaming spear, and a black shadow hanging on the tip of the spear. It was vaguely a corpse...