Vol 3 Chapter 109: The hero is always at the end (on)

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The heavily armed Ernst Dresis looked at a dark glacier wasteland, his eyes narrowed into a gap.
The icy, blizzard is like a blade, so that the middle-aged knight is awake a lot. The tight heart makes him like he was back to that year, and he was a half-child himself, following his majesty Eckhart II to resist When the monster invades.
It was in the same place, on this north wall, everything seemed to happen yesterday.
The cold wind screamed, the night and the snowstorm made everything in the distance very blurry.
"What's wrong, Master Dresis?" The young servant behind him asked quickly, leaning his head nervously: "what's there to order?"
"It's nothing." The middle-aged knight who didn't look back replied coldly, with a seemingly calm expression, his left hand holding the hilt of the sword kept shaking steadily.
This atmosphere is wrong ... Quiet, it is too quiet.
Ernst still clearly remembers the last monster invasion. Thousands of monsters poured out of the wasteland like a tide, and the vast snowy ground and sky were engulfed by them; it was not the snowstorm that whistled in the ear. The monsters are sharp and howling like ice crack!
On that day, the soldiers of the fortress were not even as ready as they are today, and they must hold on to the north wall in front of thousands of monsters.
One hundred team after another was defeated, one after another the church knights and His Majesty's guard knights were engulfed by countless monsters, the seemingly solid line of defense was torn apart like a fragile piece of paper, screaming to become him The only thing that can be heard is the sound from the human mouth.
He was standing there at the time, and his young Majesty Eckhart II was also standing here-the age of His Majesty was similar to that of His Royal Highness Connold, and he ... he was like a servant behind him, just full of brains Glory, family, a half-old child for the glory of the Holy Cross.
The front was torn again and again, and his majesty, who was almost surrounded by blood, stood in place wearing a crown, calmly commanding the reserve corps to constantly fill the vacancies, and destroy the monsters that poured into the city walls.
There were even times when the situation was critical, and the monsters who broke through the defense line rushed directly to Yuqian. The stupid self was lifted up by his majesty and thrown behind him, personally brandishing the sword and the monsters to fight.
The figure wearing a blood-red cloak, wearing a crown and wielding the Mithril Sword ... Ernst closed his eyes gently, and then reopened after a while.
Although the number of enemies is unclear, these monsters will not easily give themselves the opportunity to fight for time.
Is it a trap? The middle-aged knight couldn't help but speculate ... intentionally using a small amount of monsters to attract his attention, and sticking to the fortress to dare not act rashly; and the main force led by the evil apostle went to annihilate His Royal Highness Connor's Northern Expedition.
But if you guessed wrong ... The loss of the Fortress of the Boundary Mountain was also a devastating blow to the empire ... Ernst, who was in a dilemma, frowned, holding the right hand of the sword handle harder.
If, if it is His Royal Highness Connold, or His Majesty is here ...
The middle-aged knight sighed ... He was not DeSalle, did not have the talents of His Royal Highness Connold, all he could do was try to maintain it with his previous experience.
But in the face of enemies like evil gods, how much meaning can "experience" have?
"What about the alchemist?"
"Ah!" Suddenly the waiter who was asked suddenly raised his head and quickly said: "A man has been assigned to arrange the Ain Rand wizard in the tower near the south wall, and two legionnaires are guarding outside, absolutely Nothing is wrong. "
Ernst nodded slightly: "Be sure to ensure the safety of His Excellency Ein Rand-this is the promise made by His Royal Highness Connold to his brother. We cannot let His Highness speak without faith! Go on."
"Follow your orders!" The young man with a straight waist bar thumped his chest with his right hand, and after an impeccable military salute, he turned and left.
Watching silently the disappearance of the attendant, Ernst ’s expression, which had never been explained, became more and more solemn ... The retention of this alchemist was not only due to a promise by His Royal Highness Connold.
For His Royal Highness Connold, the value of an Ain Rand is even comparable to that of half an army!
Extraordinary talent, extremely terrible efficiency, and unprecedented creativity ... This alchemist can withstand all the wizards in the entire Fortress of Fortress;
Ernst knows Connor very well. If the other party has no such value, His Royal Highness will definitely not come to visit and protect the little wizard with as many resources as possible.
This is His Royal Highness Connold de Salion ... Even His Highness Brandon ’s followers will help each other as much as possible as long as they can become the help of the Empire.
This is what Ernst values, and it is also a heart that His Highness Brandon does not have.
An emperor should have the mind ...
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"This is it, His Excellency Ain Rand."
The legionnaire outside the door looked blankly at the little wizard in the room and said coldly: "Please stay here and do n’t leave. This is the order of Lord Ernst Dresis, we are responsible for you Safe! "
"Wait, I have ..."
Without waiting for the little wizard to speak, "Bang!" Without any warning of convenience closed the door and locked the door from the outside.
Ayin, pale, froze in place, sighed gently in the corner, squatted down with her legs tight, and bit her lower lip.
The monsters outside will attack at any time, and they can only wait here, they can do nothing-the little wizard actually understands in his heart that Mr. Dresis will never let himself go.
Wait ... If the monster that invaded the empire has reached the Fortress of the Boundary Mountains, then go to the north of Prince Sackland, and Loren and Isaac who left earlier ...
The little wizard became unconsciously nervous, his pupils trembling constantly.
No, you can't think of it that way ... Lorren, they won't be okay, they won't be okay ... just those are just cranky.
"Meow ~"
The stunned Ain raised her head and looked at her moon shadow cat in the corner. The expression on her face eased a lot, and the corner of her mouth slightly evoked a slight arc:
"Don't be afraid, Merlin (Ariel), with the Fortress of the Boundary Mountain and so many elite soldiers, the monsters outside can never hurt us."
"If it is really broken ... Merlin (Ariel) must protect Ain, and Ain will also protect Merlin!"
There was no change in the cat's expression, just blinking and rubbing big ruby ​​eyes, silently watching the little wizard who tried to calm himself down.
This is your plan.
That's right ... The Fortress at the Boundary Mountain is perhaps the most vulnerable time in hundreds of years; once it falls, it is absolutely impossible for Ain Rand to survive alone.
If Ain is in trouble ... Lorren will be irritated to the point where Ariel will be completely wiped out at all costs?
It's such a bad guy.
But if it's for Dear Loren ... Ariel can certainly do it at all costs.
Where there is a breath, we will not stop; because of the blindness of love, we are blind and persistent ... because this is no reason in itself ~ EbookFREE.me ~ I do n’t understand what is "love", I am just keen on You juggling people, of course, can't understand why Ariel can do this step, and will never get Loren's trust.
For Loren Turin, and for her who loves this man as much as Ariel ... Moon Shadow Cat walked slowly and curled up into the arms of the little wizard.
"boom----!!!!"
Under the loud noise, the whole tower trembles; the little wizard who hugged Merlin (Ariel) suddenly stood up and lay beside the door, peering out from the only gap.
Just after the roar was a series of rapid horns, and then a roaring and bursting sound came from afar.
Ai Yin's heartstrings immediately tightened, and her whole body trembled slightly from head to toe ... she couldn't be more familiar with the voice.
It's the sound of cantilever catapult projecting and the ignition of explosives, that is to say ...
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