Chapter 43: Song of the Wind Song (2)

No one spoke in the dull tunnel.
Dagong has the pride of Dagong, and he looks in a bad mood.
Tang Cuo also has Tang Cuo's pride. He is a noble and heroic knight who cannot be friends with a frivolous and diligent bard.
The bard is a little bit wronged.
He didn’t intentionally watch the excitement just beside him. In fact, he wanted to help him, but his bow was sealed by the system, and he wanted to use something else. I dare to kill you" posture.
Does Jin Cheng dare to move? He dare not move.
His main task is to wait for the opportunity and meet the Duke.
This is the time for Tangcuo to take Grand Duke away from the carriage.
Authentic is also a task reminder. Jin Cheng intuitively knew what they would find in this tunnel. Sure enough, after walking out for about a quarter of an hour, he found the familiar rose sect logo on the tunnel wall.
Golden inverted pentagram with red roses embedded.
Tang Cuo looked at the magic lamp every ten meters in the tunnel, and then looked at the rose logo and said, "We have to hurry up. If the tunnel is of the Rose sect, the enemy will probably catch up soon."
Tang Cuo couldn't determine whether the enemy who assassinated the Grand Duke originated from the Rose Sect. But in this copy story, it undoubtedly plays the role of the biggest villain, even if the assassin turns around, it will be related to it.
Dagong's face became more and more condensed, "It seems that they are plotting more than my life, and I am afraid that there is more than this secret passage in the city."
Jin Cheng shrugged his shoulders, but it wasn't for him, a little minstrel, to express his opinion.
The three went on their way. The Baiye District seemed to be far away, and hadn't arrived after walking for about half an hour, but the enemies behind him were almost catching up. Tang Cuo, as the heroic knight Theodore, must of course be responsible for the postponement.
"You go first."
"it is good."
Jin Cheng dragged Dagong away without hesitation, causing Dagong to look at him more. Jin Cheng didn’t have time to explain that there was a turning point in front. He ran and asked, "Your Majesty, do you know how far it is from Baiye District?"
Dagong ran out of breath, "At least half an hour."
Jin Cheng put his hand on the strings of the small harp and tried to use sonic attack again, but the sound of "ding, ding" sounded as expected.
"It seems that we have to accelerate." Jin Cheng still smiled, but his eyes became cold. After he finished speaking, he did not wait for Dagong to answer, and carried the man on his shoulders, and moved forward quickly.
Dagong is Dagong. Although he was taken aback, this posture was extremely uncomfortable, but he was silent for a while. Looking up at Tang Cuo, who was behind, said, "That young man cannot die because of me."
Jin Cheng "You can rest assured that as long as you don't die, he won't die either."
Tang Cuo is currently in good condition.
Not many assassins came, only two people, one magician and one swordsman. Tang Cuo didn't know whether he should also call him a knight. In the world of nobility, there might be a lot of attention.
Tang Cuo is temporarily unable to cast a spell while using a sword, but in addition to self-taught magic, he also has a small fireball system reward. Trash-quality skills fire a fireball with a radius of 2.5 cm at a speed of two seconds for ten seconds.
This little fireball has no lethality, but it is enough to interrupt the cast.
The opponent's magician didn't expect Tangcuo to use magic anymore. Da Ladi stood behind his teammates and read a mantra. Whoever wanted to read the mantra halfway and a fireball hit him in the face.
"Slap!" He subconsciously stepped back, and when he raised his staff, he would perform the freezing technique. The fireball disappeared before the freezing technique appeared, as if a joke with him.
He immediately turned pale.
Just then, another fireball hit.
"How dare you fool me!" He couldn't bear it anymore and decided that Tang Cuo was humiliating him with fireballs, because no matter how bad the magic apprentice is, the fireball technique will not be so bad.
Tang Cuo was expressionless, and his backhand was another fireball technique, keeping up with the seamless connection.
"Dang!" The swordsman stopped Tang Cuo again. He was anxious to chase down Dagong, but he was a little more cautious in facing Tang Cuo. The young knight’s sword is strange, and it looks unremarkable, but the layer of brilliance that appears at each fight is too domineering, as if with some irresistible force, he fell down several times and shocked the swordsman Numbness in the wrist.
Tang Cuo's style of play is wide and wide. He hasn't learned exquisite swordsmanship, so he only has to split, chop and pick. Relying on the Excalibur in his hands, he was both horizontal and wild.
Offensive, offensive, and offensive, instead of defensive with absolute offensive, using the power of the sword to cover up your shortcomings, constantly exerting psychological pressure on the opponent, and then—
"Ka!" The opponent's sword cracked, and his expression cracked.
Tang Cuo pressed forward step by step, and a swordman who bypassed the stupefied step and went straight to the magician. At this time, it was only half a minute before he cast the fireball technique. The magician wanted to put a powerful magic to crush Tang Cuo. After the spell was finished, he met Tang Cuo's sword tip.
"Poof." Tangcuo's sword pierced the magician's heart, but the magic he had released could not be recovered.
When it was too late, Tangcuo fled in reverse.
"Boom!" The magic exploded in front, and the swordsmen were shocked. Tang Cuo rolled to the rear to avoid it. The embarrassment was a little embarrassed. The wound on his arm was also torn apart, but at least there was no new wound.
After drinking half a bottle of therapeutic potion, Tangcuo didn't look back and continued to kill in the direction of the sword.
Because the new enemy is here again.
As for the swordsman, the swords are all broken. If he still wants to chase Jin Cheng away, let him go, just to die.
The swordsman weighed left and right, gritted his teeth, and eventually chased the Grand Duke. This tunnel leads to Baiye District. Baiye District is a slum district where the Sanjiao and Jiuliu gather, which is better than the inner city. Even if he can’t kill himself, at least he has to pass on Dagong’s whereabouts, so that he can’t go back to the palace alive.
But he ran out a few minutes later, Tang Cuo came back from behind.
"Dang!" The swordsman hurriedly used the broken sword to resist, and he was terrified. He clearly saw that his companion also came in, and there was more than one. How could this young knight catch up so quickly?
Where did he know that Tang Cuo turned around and ran as soon as he saw the crowd.
Although Tang Cuo is running away, he can still fight fiercely.
The swordsman holding the broken sword, which was not the opponent of the ruling sword at all, was retreated to the side and watched Tang Cuo continue to run forward. He runs fast, and he uses the "sprint" skill after his physical fitness is improved, which is faster than some adult knights.
Stunned for a while, the swordsman caught up.
His companions, who fell behind, also met with him at this time, and the two parties had no time to speak and chased together.
Tang Cuo fought back and forth, with more and more injuries on his body, and more and more people chasing him, fifteen or six.
In front of it, there was another curve. Tang Cuo stepped on the wall and lifted the sword off the magic lamp. In the moment when the lights were dark, his figure also disappeared in the sight of everyone.
Everyone was alert, but there were many of them, and there were magicians in the ranks. A light technique dispelled the darkness, and they continued to chase them forward, without losing their speed.
But as they turned the corner, a little light suddenly magnified in the head of the man.
what is that?
The last thought of his life was born in this way, and then, the light grew bigger and bigger in his eyes until he drowned the whole person.
Like the tides under the moon night, with a dreamy color.
Wherever he passed, everything turned into moonlight dissipated, without causing a trace of dust.
Tang Cuo came out from behind the bend and rubbed the ring on his hand thoughtfully. Legendary ring nightingale, engraving skill "moonlight tide", cooling time 24 hours.
Legend is really legend, this effect is overbearing.
Twenty minutes later, Tangcuo merged with Jin Cheng and Dagong at the exit. Jin Cheng had gone out to explore some time, and just when Tang Cuo arrived, he discussed the next route with Tang Cuo.
"The situation outside is not very good. The exit is a tavern's warehouse. If I guess right, this tavern is the secret contact point of the Rose Sect, otherwise the authenticity is impossible here. Once we are discovered, it may be caught in the urn ."
Tang Cuo "Pretend to be a guest? They should not know us."
Jin Cheng shook his head, "The feasibility is not high, even if we are making faces, there is a grand duke. And the warehouse is not well located, it is farther from the back door than the front door, and it is not the place where guests will go. Personnel. Unless—someone led them away, and the two left.

The eyes met, and they quickly concluded that Jin Cheng led the guests, and Tang Cuo took Grand Duke away.
The Grand Duke watched silently, not knowing how these two young people assigned the task through one look. But his life was pinned on them at the moment, so it was not a lot of nonsense, only saying "Go to the church, Pastor Peter is my person, he can contact the guard."
"Okay." Jin Cheng nodded. "See you in the church in an hour."
Time is running short, and I don’t know if there are any enemies catching up, so Jin Cheng acts immediately. There was a lot of wine in the storeroom. He took the bottle of rum and poured a few sips and sprinkled it on the collar. Then he carried the small harp and pushed out the door.
He walked unsteadily, like a drunk guest, and struck a waiter carrying a bucket without taking a few steps. When the waiter saw him, he immediately frowned and looked alert.
"Who are you?" He put down the barrel, and his hand was already behind his back.
"Who am I? I'm looking for the toilet." Jin Cheng's eyes narrowed as if he couldn't focus because he was drunk. Suddenly, he stumbled, and a stagger almost fell on the bucket.
The waiter did not lose his vigilance. The knife behind him was already cold. But he did not know that his cold expression at the moment was all printed on the water, and Jin Cheng's eyes were fully seen.
"Huh!" A note sounded, and the waiter's hand with a knife made his eyes struggle.
"Uh, uh!" A few more notes sounded one after another, and the waiter's eyes began to loosen. At this time, Jin Cheng directly smashed it with a knife and opened the door next to it.
Open the door, then close the door, and the clouds will flow.
The melody just now was called "Requiem", and that is the moment when the split action left the tunnel, Jin Cheng found that his main line mission had changed, and the sonic attack could also be used.
But the bow is still sealed.
In a role-playing game, everything is based on the premise that the character itself is not violated. Lancelot is a bard who uses magic. The small harp is his wand and he does not use bows and arrows.
The current main mission is to cover the withdrawal of Grand Duke and Theodore.
Jin Cheng likes this kind of task, and it is in his character to hold the initiative in his own hands. So he played the piano all the way from the storeroom to the hall, still humming a minor, no matter from what angle, he was a real bard.
But Jin Cheng's Requiem has a limited scope of action, and he is also playing it with a small harp for the first time. The waitresses who are haunted by ghosts look at everyone, and they are vigilant.
The pub was immediately chaotic.
Tang Cuo and Grand Duke appeared in the warehouse at this time. He looked at the wine in the room and wanted to set fire, but he heard the movement in front and gave up this dangerous idea.
At this time, all those guarding the back door also rushed to the front, leaving only one guard.
"Go." Tangcuo took the opportunity to lead the Grand Duke straight to the back door.
A person can't stop Tang Cuo at all. He doesn't care whether this person will attract others or not. If he goes up, he hits, and then runs. After the person in front finally arrives, there is still a place at the back door. Half figure.
The back door of the pub is a narrow alley. On one side of the alley is a low-rise house, on the other side is the back door of the shop. There are piles of debris everywhere, exuding an unspeakable taste in the early summer weather.
Several middle-aged women sat on small benches and washed piles of tableware and cups. They were face-to-face for the two people who suddenly appeared in the alley.
"Your Majesty, I think you have to change your clothes." Tang Cuo said.
A quarter of an hour later, Tang Cuo and the Grand Duke who changed civilian clothes appeared at a distance of three streets from the tavern. Tang Cuo didn't change his clothes, he only put on a coat that matches his style to cover the wounds and blood on his body. Because he must keep his sword for self-defense, and it is impossible for a civilian to possess a knightly sword, and it is even more impossible to put the sword in the equipment column in front of the Duke.
So their identity at the moment is-the aristocratic young master and his poor old servant who came to the slums to find fun.
The current main mission is to go to the church.
As a tall aristocratic young master, Tangcuo looked at everything around him unscrupulously, and naturally found suspicious elements hidden in the crowd.
The closer to the church, the more such people.
"Your Majesty, do you have absolute trust in the pastor?" Tang Cuo asked.
"People's hearts are always changeable." The Duke looked at the direction of the church, his expression slightly solemn. Despite wearing civilian clothes, the majesty in his eyebrows was still there, and he turned to Tangcuo and said, "But I believe him. He is an upright and kind gentleman. His persistence has always admired me."
"What do you stick to?"
"Stand in this soil where misery breeds."
"This soil is also your land."
"Young people, you need to know that some things are not so easy to change. God said that if there is light, there will be light in the world, but light must coexist with darkness."
Tang Cuo wanted to learn Jin Cheng shrugging, but his expressionless face was more suitable for him. He is not sure whether the news that the Grand Duke fled to the White Leaf District has been reached here. If the enemy knows and knows the relationship between the Grand Duke and the priest, it is very likely that he will stay here and wait for the rabbit.
It turns out that the church has indeed been stared at, and Tang Cuo can only pray that the pastor has not betrayed-because he cannot turn around.
The system is constantly adjusting his heading. Once he deviates from his way to the church, he will beep frantically. Tang Cuo does not think that Theodore is a man who knows that there is danger ahead and he will do his own thing, so in the original plot, he must have a reason to go.
For example, if there is anything to rely on in the church, as long as you go in, you will be able to keep the Duke.
And the Ivy League.
Is Theodore's rescue of the Grand Duke an act of his own or the alliance's consent? If it's the latter, why haven't others appeared?
The plot hints are still too few, Tang Cuo thought while walking, still unable to see the whole picture clearly. And just when he saw the spire of the church from afar, he felt a surging magical power emanating from there, like a halo, and spread to the surroundings at an extremely fast speed.
not good.
He ignored the prompt from the system and grabbed Dagong to retreat, but how could the speed of man be comparable to the spread of magic power, and in a flash, he was near.
Tangcuo can only protect Grand Duke behind him, and Hengjian in front, trying his best to inspire the ruling Shenghui, hoping to use it a bit. However, the expected attack did not appear, and a transparent aperture suddenly fell from the sky, covering both of them.
"Buzz!" The faint ripples of water smashed into the aura and buzzed. In the buzzing sound, Tangcuo only felt mentally shaken, but in the end did not suffer any harm.
Tang Cuo looked up, suddenly a figure appeared in the air, a black double-breasted long dress, a black cane. Because he turned his back to Tang Cuo, Tang Cuo could not see his face clearly, and could only vaguely see a black blindfold on his right eye. The cane seemed to be his magic wand. He raised his hand and raised it, and the black gem at the top of the cane instantly shone.
No open mouth, instant magic.
The Grand Duke breathed a sigh of relief, "His Excellency Roger Reed."