Baron Hoffman's castle was captured by the Knights in half a day. In view of this, Lyon had to give up defending the city. He turned to a very detrimental solution. Since the Knights wanted a baron leader, then guard it by themselves. The legion retreated and chose the battlefield ten miles away from the castle.

These were all combat plans that were planned early. Lyon ignored the specific implementation. He made other arrangements and borrowed the only military mage for this. Green was an old soldier who had fought for more than ten years, and Schultz was also capable of not inferior to his father. Lyon believed that they could command a positional battle. After a few years of death, he was inexplicably resurrected. Needless to say, he could not believe in himself.

I am more like a walking statue. The soldiers cheered at me and the knight saluted me. People respectfully called me "Hissergeant of the Brave". No matter where I go, I am stared at me. Many people still want to touch me and think I am a living saint.

Are me?

He couldn't remember how many nights he woke up screaming and shivered by his soaked underwear. He couldn't fall asleep, so he could only get up and go outside to have a breath. The servants at home had been accustomed to the commotion in the middle of the night and never said anything more. The old butler Ivan heard that he was resurrected and brought his family to join him, saying that it was his family's honor to serve the brave again.

He has slept with many women, but he is definitely not a narcissist. He does not believe that he has such a great charm. Look at the Ivan family who only brought close-fitting clothes and the adults and children's faces, and he understands it 70% or eight. Rather than looking for a job, it is more like asking for help. However, he is a kind person, and Lyon took in Ivan and his family.

The efforts will be rewarded. Ivan and his family are as tight as a bottle and never gossip about it. They say that the dragon-slaying brave Lyon screams like a woman every night.

When he walked down the stairs, the old housekeeper had been waiting in the living room for a long time. Ivan took a cloak and put it on him silently. Lyon liked Ivan, and there was not so many problems. Ivan gave him a bottle of vodka, and Lyon refused. The idea of ​​solving problems among fellow countrymen in the Grand Duchy is always inseparable from alcohol, and his pain is not paralyzed by alcohol.

There was no one on the street. When the person in charge of this street saw him, he took off his hat and smiled. It was not the first time he went out in the middle of the night, and everyone was used to it. Even his destination knew the home of Miss Christina, Paladin.

The person who smiled even more wickedly, envied the good luck of the brave, lamented that he was old and missed many good girls. But who could get the love of the elf woman? He turned off a street light, the government was in short supply of money, and could no longer provide lighting for the citizens all night as before.

The night breeze was cool and pleasant, and even the mood was much better. Through the moonlight, he found the familiar house. There was no light in the house, and the half-open window was dark and he could not see anything. Just as he wanted to get closer, someone flashed on the windowsill. The long white gold hair was only a little bit of the moonlight, and it was still dazzling.

The elves' pointed ears, did Xiaona hear me coughing? Lyon hid in the shadow of the alley and realized that the darkness could not stop the elves' eyes. He tiptoed behind a pile of wooden barrels, waited quietly for a while before looking up over the wooden barrels and peeping.

The window panel was closed and he maintained a half-squat position until he thought the elf had climbed onto the bed.

Any man would be impatient to knock on the door and hug the elf into his arms? He smiled bitterly and shook his head, sighing that he actually dared to think so. What qualifications does a heartless man who has abandoned his engagement have to hold Christina's hand again? My engagement with Xiaona is a mistake. Her youth has never ended, and I am already thirty. She will not age until the day I die. A more mean voice in his heart interrupted his self-pity and asked him coldly. Why didn't he think about these things at the beginning? Now that the elf falls in love with you, you can't live without you, and suddenly you have a sense of responsibility? What about your promise to the elf?

No, no, that voice mocked him, you were afraid of being tied up by a woman, you didn't want to just stay in the same bed, and wake up every day to see the same face. There are so many beautiful girls in the world, and you haven't played with them enough, right? You scum.

Even the unique Christina, you are tired of her. The only thing you did right in this relationship is that you did not take away her chastity.

Lyon slapped his head and drove out the sarcastic voice.

Xiaona was leaving in a few days, and the palace also notified him, asking him to escort Victoria to the Grand Duchy. The two of them wanted to separate from each other, one facing south and one facing north, and they met again, but they didn't know when and where.

I have to say goodbye to Xiaona, I have to say goodbye to my son, I have to...

He tidied up his cloak and found that he was only wearing close-fitting pajamas. How could I go to see Xiaona like this? It was a three-hour update in the middle of the night, and the impact was bad.

The coward Lyon comforted himself, walked out of the alley and returned home.

"The golemns of the Orientals can never be driven by themselves, and there must be a mage behind them." Helena came to the conclusion, and in order to emphasize this, she deliberately slapped the table.

"Then the person who controls the golem will not move, right?" From Helena's eyes, Lyon felt despised.

The plan was soon finalized and people were sent to get rid of the Duke's helper first. As for the candidates, Green gave a list and wrote more than a dozen in a row. The Baron was very confident in his people, and these were all veterans.

"No, I can't bring so many people." Helena shook her head, not giving the legion commander any face.

"Then how much can you bring?" Little Schultz was impatient. Isn't it better for a woman to tie her apron and go to the kitchen to prepare supper instead of pointing fingers at a military meeting? The family style of Victor's family is so bad!

"One." The young lady also frowned. When it comes to the aristocratic family, the Schultz family was not worthy of carrying shoes for her family.

"One?" Lyon recited the mage's words in disbelief.

"Invisibility is not as useful as you think." Helena knocked on the table, and her face showed an idiot-looking expression. The mage looked down on ordinary people's behavior. It was not surprising that he had seen Emily a lot.

As one of the best combat skills, Lyon was the only one who was willing to let him go. The Baron said a few more names, which sounded very powerful. The little Schultz held his hand and said nothing. The son of the Knight Commander did not have a dragon-slaying hero in his eyes. He only cared about the outcome of the war. In order to win, everyone was a number, Lyon was, and Helena was too.

Schultz is a qualified commander, and he has a very strong heart.

Taking advantage of the night, the two sneaked into the Duke's lord. They were inevitably careless about the dominant side, and the few patrol cavalry were easily avoided by Lyon. The Duke's castle was not far from the border, and they would have been closer if it weren't for the numerous tents surrounding the castle. Lyon hid his horse in the woods, and the mage prepared the casting materials. The two stood on the hill overlooking the tents in the plains. The number of campfires was so numerous that they made people feel that the night sky had turned upside down.

At the moment the casting was completed, Lyon realized that Helena was not putting on airs, and the invisibility technique was indeed not easy to use. The mage opened its red lips lightly, and the complex spell blurted out, and the spell took effect immediately. Helena disappeared in front of him. He raised his hand, but even his arms disappeared. Lyon relied on the rope tied in advance to feel Helena's existence. He could not see the serious imbalance caused by his hands and feet. He fell down after taking a step, and implicated the mage. In the end, the two had to move forward hand in hand.

The gate of Duke August's castle was open, and the suspension bridge was well placed, and four guards stood as guards. Lyon easily bypassed the guards, and only had some problems when the young lady passed. She had just taken a shower before departure and applied perfume according to her usual habits. The guards sniffed hard, mixing the perfume that women savored him.

Lyon pulled Helena and walked in. A knight and his entourage were about to come out, and the two met on the narrow road on the suspension bridge. Of course, the knight and his followers couldn't see Lyon and the others. The horse smelled so well that the excess perfume was covered, but the suspension bridge was really narrow. He hugged the mage's waist and pulled her to close himself. The two slowly retreated to the edge of the bridge. Even so, they were almost squeezed down by the entourage looking around.

The minion felt something hit, and he looked at Helena's position for a long time, but found nothing. The minion laughed dryly and followed the Knight.

When he was stared at, Helena was so scared that she dared not breathe, so she let Lyon hold her up. The knight and the entourage walked far away, and the eldest lady didn't come back to her senses. Lyon could not see her expression, but just pulled her forward. On the other hand, she couldn't see Lyon, and she felt her hands were tightly grasped.

The fear of falling into the enemy camp alone was so strong that the eldest lady held Lyon's hand tightly. The person in front of her suddenly stopped moving. She bumped into Lyon and was forced to stop. Helena looked around nervously. Ordinary soldiers probably were not qualified to enter the castle, and everyone passing by was full of well-known knights. It was already very late, and there were not many people in the castle courtyard.

She could hear the chaos of the room on the stairs, and some people were drunk and loud, probably the Duke was holding a banquet to entertain his allies.

"Miss, you hurt me." The whispers in her ears scared her to almost jump up. Helena blushed, glad that the spell covered her loss of composure.

After the infiltration was successful, the rest was to find the group of Dongmasters.

Lyon patted her shoulder and said softly, "Look up and look right in front of the stairs."

A black-haired woman walked down the stairs, wearing a complex dress, dragging her skirt to the ground. She seemed to be disgusted with the castle environment, lifting the hem of the skirt with disgust, revealing its shoes and snow-white ankles. The oriental woman walked through the courtyard and passed by the two of them. Even Lyon could recognize that temperament and the unique posture of the spellcaster.

Both of them nodded to each other, and in each other's eyes, they were just moving towards the air. Lyon almost laughed out loud, and he pulled Helena's hand tightly and followed quietly behind the East Magister.

Are we going to kill her? Helena couldn't help thinking about the scene where a dagger was inserted into her body, and she followed Lyon passively.

Her heartbeats faster and faster, almost breathless. Lyon's big hand was very rough, wrapping her little hand, hurting her palm, but that hand was also warm...
Chapter completed!