Chapter 274 "Xia" (Please Vote for Me! Please Subscribe!)

Sorok only noticed the abnormality about three minutes later.

"Why is it so noisy outside?" Sorok frowned and asked the knight next to him, "Is anyone here?"

Sorok could hear a series of slightly noisy sounds coming from outside the house, and even vaguely heard some muffled sounds.

"Perhaps someone has accidentally approached this area?" The knight lowered his head and reported: "Although this place is remote, it is not completely deserted on weekdays. In addition, there is no one around, so any sound will be amplified. It’s very clear, so sometimes it’s inexplicably noisy.”

Hearing this, Sorok's frown did not relax.

He always felt something was wrong.

It was already midnight, who would pass by such a remote place?

"Please rest assured, Your Highness." Seeing that Sorok was not relieved, the knight immediately said: "For concealment reasons, this mansion does not have any magical protection system, but within twenty-four hours Our people will be standing guard and watching, and if anything unusual happens, they will sound the alarm for us as soon as possible. "

In other words, if the alarm doesn't go off, then it's okay.

Therefore, the knight did not feel anything was wrong.

Rather, it has been several years since Sorok used this place as a place to hide and train his private soldiers, but nothing worth mentioning has happened.

On weekdays, let alone someone attacking here, it only happens once every once in a while if someone passes by.

Therefore, it has always been very comfortable here. If the people here were not a bit shy, it would not be necessary to even stand guard and keep a lookout.

As a result, none of the knights present reacted to this, and no one noticed anything unusual. They all looked relaxed.

Only Sorok's pupils gradually shrank.

no way.

He had already heard some scream-like sounds.

"You trash!"

Sorok kicked away the knight kneeling next to him and roared angrily at everyone present.

"This is an enemy attack! Draw my sword!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the attack was coming.

"boom!"

This is the sound of breaking glass.

I saw a black shadow smashing the glass in the corner of the hall, jumping in from the outside and entering the hall.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"...

Like a chain reaction, the glass of each window was smashed, allowing black shadows to jump in from the outside.

In the blink of an eye, countless black shadows appeared one after another and attacked the knight closest to them without saying a word.

"Varied……!?"

The face of a knight who was the first to be attacked changed drastically. As soon as he pulled out his sword, he was struck by the light of the sword swung by the black shadow that came in front of him.

"Pfft!"

Along with the sound of cutting like cracking silk, blood began to splash.

"ah!"

The knight was chopped to the ground on the spot, and there was a ferocious knife wound from his shoulder to his flank, with large swaths of blood oozing out.

After cutting down the knight, the black shadow immediately rushed to another knight and slashed at him with his sword.

The same scene appeared in every corner of the hall.

The black figures that broke through the glass and rushed in rushed towards the knight closest to them, slashed with their swords, or chopped the knight to the ground, or fought with the opponent.

The hall suddenly turned into a chaotic battlefield, causing screams, roars, and shouts of fear and anger from countless knights to resound one after another.

"who are you……!?"

Sorok was also attacked by a black shadow. After drawing his sword in time to block the opponent's slash, he twisted his expression and asked with a fierce growl.

If you look closely, you will see that all these black figures are wearing black robes and masks on their faces, hiding their whole body and appearance. Only two knives protrude from the robes on their hands, letting the cold arc light on the swords shine in the hall. Flashing.

They are like emotionless executioners, the gods of death who only exist to harvest lives. Not only do they not say a word, but they also mechanically attack everyone on Sorok's side with movements that show no trace of confusion, exuding an atmosphere It doesn't look like a stranger at all, but like cold steel.

However, even this group of attackers are all highly skilled and have good swordsmanship. Although they are not as good as the regular swordsmen, they are still excellent swordsmen not far behind the regular swordsmen.

There are about a hundred such a group of outstanding swordsmen, which is comparable to a small knights.

"Say! Who are you!?"

Thorok was shocked and angry at the same time.

Especially when he saw that the soldiers he had hidden for several years were defeated by the opponent's attack. Not only were many people cut down, but those who were not cut down were also extremely reluctant and embarrassed. This made Sorok Even more furious.

The cruel and ferocious side of his heart was aroused at this moment, causing him to roar angrily and swing a flashing sword at the swordsman in black in front of him with stunning speed.

Even a regular swordsman may not be able to respond to this sword. Unless he is a senior swordsman, there is usually only one end, and that is to be disemboweled.

As the attacker, the swordsman in black naturally had no ability to block the sword, and he didn't even have time to react.

But just when Sorok's slash landed on the swordsman in black, a shocking situation happened.

"clang!"

Amidst the crisp sound of gold and iron clashing, Sorok's sword fell on the swordsman in black and bounced back as if it had hit steel.

Sorok was shocked by the reaction force and took two or three steps back on the spot. A look of astonishment first appeared on his face, and then he sank.

"These guys are not human."

Sorok finally realized this.

"They are puppets being manipulated."

"The one who attacked here was not a swordsman, but a magician."

"A magician who is proficient in manipulation magic."

This guess is half right and half wrong.

The right part is that these black-clothed swordsmen are indeed not human beings, but dolls. To be more precise, they should be said to be machine dolls used for combat.

The wrong part is that the person who controls them is not only a magician, but also a real swordsman.

"————"

A burst of fog suddenly filled the scene.

There was a very thin, very light fog that appeared suddenly and quickly.

"What's this?"

Sorok suddenly ran away, avoiding the mist.

Obviously, he was worried that there was something wrong with the fog, that it was magic cast by the attacker, or that it was poisonous.

But, he was worrying too much.

The fog only serves as a covering.

The evidence is that after the mist blew past like the wind, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Sorok where there was nothing a second ago.

Like the other dolls around him, Yiyi was wearing a black robe, with a knife protruding from one sleeve of the black robe.

The other person didn't seem to be wearing a mask, but because his head was slightly lowered and a hood was covering his face, Sorok couldn't see clearly what he looked like.

But from the other party, Sorok felt a fatal threat.

"This man is very strong."

Moreover, it is still unusually strong.

Sorok realized this subconsciously.

This caused him to tighten his grip on the sword in his hand, and his attention was no longer focused on his surroundings. His eyes were fixed on the swordsman who appeared with the mist in front of him, warning signs blaring in his heart.

The other party did not look at Sorok at the first moment, but glanced at the corner.

"F-what happened!?"

"Someone come and save us!"

"I-I've had enough!"

The three members of the Brighaut family were hiding there, squatting on the ground with their heads in their hands, trembling crazily and crying helplessly.

"..."

Seeing the Brighaut family like this, the swordsman in the fog said nothing and turned to Sorok again after a few seconds.

"——!?"

At this moment, Sorok jumped back subconsciously as the warning signs blaring in his heart were detonated.

Almost at the same time, the swordsman in black carried a burst of mist, hiding himself in the mist, and quickly rushed in front of Sorok by sliding on the barrier.

"Xia's Breath, Four's Form, Horizontal Slash."

A low murmur that only the swordsman himself could hear resounded on the battlefield.

Suddenly, a sword light suddenly appeared in the fog, slashed through at an astonishing speed, and hit Sorok.

"Pfft!"

A burst of blood suddenly burst out from Sorok's chest.

He was struck.

Although he had tried his best to jump back and avoid being cut in two on the spot, he was still hit in the chest and suffered a stab wound.

"snort!"

Sorok snorted, stepped back, took out a bottle of potion from his arms, and poured it into his mouth without thinking.

Then, the wound on Sorok's chest emitted a faint glow, and he quickly recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Oh?" The swordsman in the mist seemed a little surprised, and seemed to be laughing at something, as he said: "As expected of the prince, he actually carries a magic medicine that can quickly cure injuries. He is really rich. "

Sorok, however, did not feel complacent at all. Instead, his face was extremely ugly, and he stared at the other party extremely angrily, speaking out every word.

"Who is it?"

The look of gnashing teeth left no doubt that Sorok wanted to eat the attacker in front of him.

This is also a matter of course.

Just now, if he hadn't reacted quickly, he might have died.

If he hadn't carried a magical healing potion with him, he would have been seriously injured even if he didn't die.

This man is here to kill himself.

Sorok, who realized this, was surprisingly angry.

Unfortunately, his anger was completely worthless to the person in front of him.

"me?"

He smiled indifferently and said this calmly.

"you can call me……"

"Kasumi."

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