A few months ago, after he had almost been killed by that woman in the tunnel, Han Jin had specially strengthened his physical training. Although the woman's appearance was very abrupt, Han Jin still reacted in time and took a small step back when the cold light suddenly pierced him.
Seeing that his dagger had missed, the opponent was stunned for a moment, and an anxious expression appeared on his face. He then rushed towards Han Jin and shouted, "Don't move!"
Even a woman would shout at this time, and Han Jin was never one to wait for death. He took another step back and swung his right hand forward. A dazzling ball of fire shot out.
Seeing this, the opponent was shocked and dodged sideways. The ball of fire brushed past his shoulder and hit the wall. With a boom, a large hole was blasted in the wall.
"Damn it, what's going on?" Morrisons cursed in the distance.
"You're a Magician?!" The Assassin cried out in shock. Then, he gritted his teeth and his body gradually faded until he finally disappeared into thin air.
Han Jin sneered. He waved his hand, and a wooden puppet suddenly appeared where the Assassin had disappeared. It swung its thick arms and hit everywhere.
The Assassin was hit somewhere, and his body staggered as he appeared. Finally, he knelt on the ground with a thud. Han Jin finally saw that there were two black arrows stuck in the Assassin's back. They were deeply embedded in his flesh, and the blood around the wounds was bright red. The Assassin had not been injured for long, at most half an hour.
"You …" The Assassin struggled to raise his head. He wanted to say something, but the wooden puppet had already taken a step forward and punched the Assassin with its fists.
Although he knew that the situation was not good, he no longer had the ability to dodge. Blockhead's fist heavily smashed into his back, and the wound was instantly torn open. Blood splattered everywhere, and the assassin let out a muffled groan before falling limp to the ground.
"What's wrong?" Morrisons rushed in with his sword raised. He also saw the Assassin on the ground and cried out in shock, "Who is this guy?"
Han Jin was just about to speak when Sassoux's voice came from outside. "Not good! Not good! Quick … "
Han Jin was stunned for a moment. He couldn't care less about the unknown guy. He hurriedly rushed out of the room and almost collided with Sassoux. "Quick!" Sassoux panted and said, "Everyone, pack up. We're leaving this place immediately. Those soldiers are suddenly rushing towards us!"
Sunier walked out of the main room. She listened carefully and shook her head. "It's too late. They have a Knight."
"Weren't they fine earlier?" Morrisons asked in shock. "Why are they suddenly coming after us?"
Han Jin turned his gaze back and quietly looked at the unconscious man. After a while, he said, "Maybe it's because of him. Come, let's throw him outside."
Not long after, a group of Knights rushed in from outside the village. The village was so small that they could clearly see the figure lying on the ground from outside. There was no need for them to search from house to house. A Knight jumped off his horse and strode over. He reached out and grabbed the man's hair. After carefully examining him, he turned around and shouted, "Sir, we've caught him!"
"Young master … Young master …" Suddenly, there was a cry from the Knight group.
Looking in the direction of the cry, Han Jin and the others saw an old man in his fifties who was struggling to get up. The Knight beside him couldn't hold him back, and the old man fell off his horse. The Knight cursed and picked up his spear. Just as the old man struggled to get up, a Knight's spear swept from behind like a poisonous snake and hit the old man's thigh heavily.
"Haha …" Looking at the old man who was wailing in pain, the Knight group burst into laughter.
Humility, honor, sacrifice, valor, compassion, faith, honesty, and justice were the principles of the Knight group. Unfortunately, the world had been in chaos for too long. The Knight group had evolved from the guardians of justice to the tools of governance. Perhaps there were still people who remembered the principles of the Knight group, but it was definitely not the people in front of them.
"Young master …" The old man's hands were tied behind his back, and his legs were injured. He couldn't stand up, but he crawled towards the unconscious man.
Han Jin's heart suddenly jumped. The old man's cry reminded him that when he had just arrived in this world, Stillberg had also called him with the same sad voice. But … he didn't want to meddle in other people's business, so he could only turn his eyes elsewhere.
"Young Master …" The old man let out a blood-sobbing cry. He finally crawled to the man's side and kept pushing and bumping him, trying to wake him up. However, the man had been injured and forced to escape here. He was like a lamp that had run out of oil. Moreover, he had been punched several times by the wooden golem. It was impossible for him to wake up in a short period of time.
"Old man, why bother?" A Knight laughed and said, "You'd better come with us to see the Castellan."
"You … You are all a group of beasts!" The old man's eyes almost popped out, and he roared with all his strength.
"What did you say?" The Knight's face turned cold.
"Youkedo, how did the Castellan treat you? Without the Castellan's care, you wouldn't be alive today! "The old man was not afraid at all," But how did you treat the Castellan and the Young Master? "
"Old man, the Castellan said that he wanted the Léger alive, but he didn't say that he would let you live! I let you go with us for the sake of the Young Master. Do you understand? "The Knight said gloomily," You dare to scold me again! "
The Knight's tone was tough, but his words revealed his fear. First, he said the word 'Young Master', and then he left a way out for both sides.
The old man knelt on the ground, and sat up with his head supporting his body. He sneered, "Youkedo, have you forgotten how you flattered the Castellan and the Young Master? Haha … You are just like a dog that can wag its tail. To a guy like you, let alone once, even if I scold you ten times, so what? Bastard! Bastard! Bastard … "
The Knight's face turned livid, and he suddenly rushed to the old man with his spear. The old man became more and more tough at the last moment, and he kept scolding until the Knight's spear pierced his mouth and came out from the back of his neck. His scolding stopped abruptly.
"Bah!" The Knight spat with hatred, and then shook the Knight's spear hard, and the old man's body was thrown out of the Knight's spear.
Qi Li's eyes were full of tears. The old man's loyalty and bravery moved her from the bottom of her heart. Thinking of the guards who died together with the human-faced eagle to protect her, Qi Li almost cried out.
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