At the edge of Kiger Town.
Ten o 'clock in the afternoon, the manor that originally belonged to Ansadin had a sense of decadence in the bleak autumn wind.
There were some cracks on the walls, and the stone floor had not been cleaned for a long time. The originally smooth and flat surface could no longer be seen. Instead, it had turned yellowish-brown after a few rains. Weeds grew in the cracks. They were no longer as vigorous as they were in summer, and were now wilted and drooping.
In such an atmosphere, Akasha was casually strolling at the back of the manor. She wanted to go to the back garden to have a look, but after seeing the stones on the ground, she could not help but think of the scene of Magda and Roddy's battle. After hesitating for a moment, she finally gave up on this idea and turned to walk in another direction.
In the past few days, Akasha could feel that she was gradually adapting to the role of a "follower". At first, she took the initiative to do some "housework", but later, she began to accept some tasks like Ruger and the others. Akasha, who was originally a little vague about her position, finally found it …
Roddy did not give her any special treatment, but he completely treated her as a "teammate" that could be trusted. Just like Ruger, Carter, and Sodelor, he spoke his mind and did not hide anything. He even arranged a task for Akasha to carry out after the next step of the plan was decided …
Being trusted, being recognized, and being able to help Roddy … This feeling was exactly what Akasha needed.
Although such a subordinate relationship was not considered freedom in the eyes of most people, for Akasha, there was an inexplicable "happiness". Of course, there was a reason for this thought.
After experiencing the Wagra Ruins, Akasha could clearly feel that her feelings towards Roddy had changed.
She did not know why. Perhaps it was because she felt more "grateful". Akasha always felt that Roddy's figure was imprinted in her soul. Perhaps it was respect, fear, worship, or mixed with many emotions that she herself was not clear about. Just like how she always looked out of the manor's gate, Akasha always inexplicably looked forward to seeing Roddy's figure.
When Roddy was not by her side, Akasha would always raise her hand to look at the ring on her finger. Even during the day when there was no darkness, the warmth that dispelled fear seemed to emanate from it, making her feel relaxed and calm.
When she raised her head, Akasha found that she had been standing silently in front of the manor for some time. Such a scene gave her an inexplicable illusion: she was like a wife waiting for her husband to return home. She was not the kind of lord who was surrounded by servants, but the most ordinary husband and wife. She was like a hunter's wife in the village when she was a child. The cooked food was placed on the table, and there might be an ugly dog lying beside her feet. She would wait for her husband to return every evening.
Since she was young, Akasha's understanding of "feelings" was actually very limited. The scenes she could imagine in her mind were limited to the couple in the village in her childhood memory. As for "romance", "passion", "ambiguity", "confession" and the like, she basically had no concept of it. In her heart, perhaps only the ordinary kind of helping each other in difficult times could truly be called "love".
While she was lost in thought, the sound of hooves coming from afar suddenly interrupted Akasha's thoughts. Akasha narrowed her eyes, and her originally calm and docile expression suddenly became serious. She quickly released a "Holy Shield" with one hand. She first looked at the seemingly calm buildings around her. After confirming some information, she coughed twice and took a few steps out of the manor's gate. It looked like she was waiting for the group of knights to rush over.
A small team of about ten knights galloped over. The unfamiliar faces were cold, the war horses neighed, and the indistinct weapons flashed with cold light.
They were extremely fast, obviously treating the manor as their target. They almost rushed to the front of the manor without stopping. When they saw Akasha standing there alone, they pulled the reins one by one.
"Clergy? You are the priest of Hollier City? "
The leader of the knights was a little surprised. He could see the light on the surface of Akasha's body, so some of the cruel thoughts in his heart were temporarily suppressed …
"Where are you from? What are you doing here? Are you colluding with the undead? "
Akasha's words were too straightforward, and the ten knights' faces instantly became extremely ugly. They looked at each other, and the fake politeness completely disappeared. They directly pulled out their swords and said fiercely, "You naturally don't need to know where we are from, but if you ask us why we are here … I'm here to send you to hell!"
The whole team suddenly got into a charging stance. In their eyes, although it would be troublesome to kill a preacher like this, as long as they did not leave any traces, no one would be able to trace it back to them.
"The underground tomb is inside, go and burn it!"
"Burn the house next to it too! We can't leave any traces here! "
The shout was filled with cruelty, and the leader had already pointed his sword at Akasha.
Akasha took a few steps back again and quietly moved towards the mansion. The ten knights entered the manor in a mess. But just as they were about to burn the mansion and kill Akasha, there was suddenly a sudden sound of hooves coming from the back of the manor!
"What's going on?"
"There's an ambush!"
"Damn it! Retreat! "
While they were talking, the Scout Cavalry Regiment, which had gathered forty people, had already accelerated into a charging state, and then did not hesitate to flatten this group of people on the spot!
Akasha was already skilled with these cavalry. A few shields were added to the cavalry in front of her. When the huge collision and screams sounded, her expression had been calm, and there was no longer the fear and nervousness from before …
Looking at the group of people who were abnormally arrogant in front of her being submerged by the cold light of the blade, Akasha stood in front of the mansion and slowly exhaled as if a heavy burden had been lifted off her shoulders.
"This is the third batch. Roddy said that there are at least five batches of people, so … how many will there be next?"
More than half of the cavalry who were howling in pain were killed or injured. The guy who had just shouted that he wanted Akasha to go to hell fell to the ground with a face full of blood. When he tried to get up, he saw Akasha who was silently whispering to him. He looked around and felt a bone-chilling cold because of the terrifying knights that suddenly appeared. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he heard Akasha's cold voice giving orders to the knights.
"Roddy said that such people have no value to exist, so …"
She still looked weak. Akasha had never thought that one day she would give such a "cruel" order. But even though there was resistance in her heart, when she thought that everything was the task that "Roddy" had arranged for her, she still bit her lower lip gently and waved her hand to cut …
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