Before everyone could react, she took action. From drawing the sword to stabbing, the action was so fast that it was hard to see. Isabel stood beside Lyon, and was still more than a dozen steps away from the door. The cold blue holy light passed over Flint and almost touched the Ranger. The two people in the Eternal Forest near the door had no time to dodge and were directly hit.

Apart from some surprise, Tennis and Ted were not injured. The Paladin's evil-breaking slash will not hurt people with kind hearts.

If there was no scream, the White Knight summoned the Holy Light to perform. The little demon was hit and a smokey hole was opened in his chest. It fell to the ground and could never fly again.

"What are you doing?" Lyon asked. If the other party was not a woman, he would have drawn his sword.

"My job." The Knight said it for granted, and she walked around Lyon and walked to the door.

She did not make any defense and exposed her back to everyone. Of course, she didn't need it. The number of church cavalry that followed was the dominant. The little demon's body curled up in a ball and gradually shrank until it disappeared. It was not a true death, but was expelled from the mortal world for a hundred years.

The paladin faced the black-robed mage who had just walked out of the house, with a strong contrast between black and white.

She put her sword into the sheath, raised her right hand wrapped in iron armor, and a cavalry handed a letter sealed with wax. The red wax surface had a pattern of Terra spear. Saidu witnessed the death of the servant, and her face turned pale, and she was supported by the brown-haired girl to not fall down. This is the thing that succubus is good. She can transform into a human being at will. From the outside, she is just a beautiful country girl.

"Black robed wizard, I, Paladin Isabel Adjani, is ordered by Archbishop Benititas to bring you back to Barry for interrogation." The Paladin deliberately turned the letter around so that everyone could see it. "The person who hinders the Knights will share the same sins as her." The second half of the sentence is in imperial language.

Summoning demons and creating plagues is not the church persecuting the caster, but the fact that she really stepped on the red line.

The black-robed mage lowered his head and said a few words to the succubus, and looked at Lyon with a profound meaning.

"I'll follow you, this knight." Her tone was unexpectedly calm.

The succubus gritted his teeth and wanted to resist. The witch stopped her with his eyes. Then the wizard said a few more words to the Paladin, all in flange. Lyon guessed that he was making up an identity for the succubus. No matter what she said, the people in the Knights did not make things difficult for the succubus in the end. Lyon understood what Leya meant, and he walked to Ella and signaled her not to say a word.

The dark elf stared at him silently, as if he agreed.

Isabel behaves well and is very polite. She thanked Lyon and his group for helping to relieve the plague and promised to report everyone's deeds. Lyon was amused and crying. The ending of the black-robed mage's death penalty was almost destined. If she had known this, she would rather kill her directly according to Ella's advice.

Anyway, she was unconscious at that time and could be considered kind. The legend of the church torture of witches was creepy. Who knew that Frank still did not need to be stolen. Faced with the death ending, Leya showed unexpected calmness, and before being taken away, she smiled at Lyon again.

Is this thank you for protecting the succubus? The great hero is self-righteous.

"au revoir, mes amis." The White Knight was in a good mood and immediately waved to everyone before leaving.

Lyon waited until he could not hear the sound of horse hooves before turning around to look for the succubus. She stood there as if nothing had happened, unable to see the feeling of being angry.

"What are you going to do?" Not reporting to the White Knight is one thing, and allowing the demons to harm the countryside is another thing.

If it was absolutely necessary, Lyon would slash her with a sword. The nun also surrounded her, so that the demon would not be able to lie.

"I don't know, the mage said she let me go, but I haven't figured out what to do yet." The succubus ignored Lyon's hostility and looked around, as if everything was fresh.

"Without the contract, you can't stay in the mortal world." Lyon pressed step by step.

"You know so much." Succubus sarcasticly, "Okay, great hero, I know who you are. You are quite famous among our sisters."

Lyon's face changed instantly, and the nun stopped looking at the succubus, but put his hand on his shoulder.

"I won't do the bad things you imagine. Maybe I'll find a rich man to marry and live a comfortable life for a few days." Succubus gave a guarantee that she was in a one-to-five situation and could not help but be presumptuous.

"She's telling the truth." Ella agreed.

The friends let the succubus go, not all because of Leya's request. The succubus did not do evil. Did she kill her just by her own existence? Everything is neither black nor white, and most people believe in this principle.

The sun shines on the way back, and the hunter's family is moving. People in white robes are mostly sorting out the relics to hold a decent funeral for them. The village is still dead, but Lyon also sees hope. Hugo and his sister support their mother out of the house. The mother asks the child to let go. She recovers very quickly and can walk by herself. A smile climbs onto the brave face, but it is finally not in vain.

On the way, I met many fleeing people walking back. They were staggering. If it weren't for the silly smile on their faces, they would be like a group of lonely ghosts.

The crow, who had nothing, left and handed over the blue sky to the kind who could make people happy. The flags on the blockade were pulled up, and the soldiers moved the wooden railings. After a while, the place would return to its previous daily life.

Lyon's attention was attracted by the priest on the roadside. Pastor Bumo stared at the grass, where one foot was exposed, and the woman's feet. Lyon had an unknown premonition, and he jumped off the horse, praying in his heart was an illusion.

He knew the woman in the grass and the child in her arms. Pastor Bumo was not a fake person who cheated on food and drink. If he had been saved, he would have done it long ago. But Lyon still squatted down and checked the pulse of the mother and son, even his skin was cold. The mother closed her eyes and snuggled up with the child, treating each other as her last support.

"It's obviously just a little bit..." The pastor choked and couldn't speak, and the fragrance of food was floating on his back.

I was the one who hurt them, Lyon bit his lower lip, how could a weak person survive the night in the wild?

It’s all my fault, I’m blaming me... One hand reached into his palm, and the Ranger didn’t say anything, just nodded.

"Let's go." The dwarf's words were as heavy as they were from the soles of their boots.

He was forcibly dragged away by someone else, and behind him, the priest was still standing there muttering. Fortunately, he spoke Frankish, and it became a kind of luck that he could not understand, unlike Tidlit. The girl covered her mouth and tears flowed down her cheeks. She felt that she was responsible. Tennis opened her mouth, as if she wanted to speak and held back.

Faced with a tragedy on earth, no matter how gorgeous the words are, they will be useless. Ella stayed until the end and added her pleasant voice to the Requiem prayer.

The hotel owner was a middle-aged man with a big belly and a poop. His apron was covered with oil stains, and his sloppy image also showed the cleanliness of the hotel. He didn't blink at the appearance of the elf. When Ella took off his hood, he smiled unnaturally and adjusted his sitting position.

"onprendre des chambres videos." Tidlit volunteered to communicate with the boss.

"désolé, non." After the boss said, he threw the picking stick on the ground and rubbed his feet.

The pointed-eared girl and the boss were caught in a dispute. After talking too much, both sides were a little joking. Lyon could only guess that this guy would not allow everyone to stay in a hotel.

"If it's a matter of money..." Lyon had seen the little princess being petty with the vendors on price purely for fun, so he took it for granted.

"Someone ordered the room before you." The boss spat on the ground and brought out a few rotten vegetable leaves.

Tidlitt frowned after his rude behavior, and Lyon rushed in before a new round of arguments broke out. It was getting late and he didn't want to sleep in the wild.

"We can add money." He shook his heavy purse.

The boss's eyes lit up, and his hands stretched out and shrank back, and he was hesitant.

"I'm really sorry, this gentleman." The boss got up from behind the bar and rubbed his hands in embarrassment. The money was not exchanged for the room, and at least it was respected.

The hotel door was pushed open again, the white armor was dazzling, and the knight's black hair was unforgettable. The boss's pilgrimage made a wink, and Lyon understood, and the church people booked the hotel.

"Mr. Wood." Miss Paladin took off her armored gloves, and she had dimples when she smiled.

If a woman holds a sword too much, there will be many calluses on her hands, which will feel no less than a man.

The Paladin arranged several troops to go to the horse wing so that they could make room for the ladies in the Lyon team. As for the others, Lyon said he could play the floor shop in the hall. He couldn't sleep in the same room as Flint. He was embarrassed to say this. Erin didn't want to sleep with the Dark Elves, but she had no choice.

Paladin Isabel is a cheerful young girl. Although the black-robed mage is her prisoner, the Paladin still invites the mage to be at the same table as her, and she does not even wear shackles for the mage.

Considering that Ms. Saidu may face the death penalty, she is really heartbroken.

On the other hand, the black-robed mage had such a bad prospect that she could still eat it, and occasionally she could make a few jokes. Lyon lowered his head and stirred the soup, which made him find it difficult to understand.

The Paladin and the nun discussed theology, and Seidu raised his head from the soup bowl and looked straight into Lyon's eyes.

She was thinking about the succubus, and Lyon looked back at the mage and made an expression of "Don't worry". Saidu was really relieved. Her face returned to her youth and smiled quite beautifully.

Isabel and the Prisoner were the only women in the Knights, so they slept in the same room. The Knight was not unprepared. He relied on the nun to help her ask the mage some questions, such as "Whether to attack me?" and Seidu passed. The girls brought by Lyon slept in another room. It was not that he had not seen the ranger's lengthened face, but Lyon did it on purpose.

If the Star Songer did not exaggerate, the task by the Blood Sea would never be easy. The black and white skins dislike each other and must be resolved, and it must be fast. There are only five empty rooms in the hotel, and the Knights occupy 4. The rooms of the Paladin and the Mage are in the middle, with her subordinates next to them, while the Rangers are in the innermost part of the corridor.

Lyon pulled two tables and laid blankets on it. He deliberately chose a position away from the dwarf. Tennis was not sure, so out of courtesy, his bedding was next to the dwarf.

Silly boy, you don't know what is waiting for you. After Lyon laughed at the elf, he wrapped his blanket tightly.
Chapter completed!