I take the witch with me to conquer the world

"Tamp!" The sound of horse hooves on the bluestone rang out, and the residents of Carlisle City looked at Fang Sheng and the two men who were galloping past on horseback.

The residents looked a little confused. Today's morning was really extraordinary. First, the church knight they knew well came out of the city, and now another knight came with a nun in his arms.

But soon the residents no longer paid attention to this matter. After all, they still had their own things to do. As for the reason why the knight left the city, they believed that the kind-hearted Father Asman would take care of everything.

In the church, Father Asman knelt in front of the statue of the goddess, clasped his hands and prayed devoutly: "My kind and radiant goddess, your devout knights have gone to war, please bless them to return safely."

The nuns of the church also knelt in front of the statue of the goddess and prayed devoutly with Father Asman. They sincerely hoped that the knights could return safely.

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Outside the city, Fang Sheng stopped his horse and stood in front of the city gate, squinting at the vast fog that was spreading towards the city in the distance.

"Hello, Mr. Knight!" The rich voice brought Fang Sheng back to reality. He turned around and saw the captain of the guard in the city standing straight beside him.

Seeing Fang Sheng's confused look, the captain of the guard explained: "The priest and the city lord discussed it and finally sent us to cooperate with the knight to deal with the abnormality of the fog. May I ask what the knight's orders are?"

After listening to the words of the guard captain, Fang Sheng immediately understood. It turned out that Father Asman was worried that the two of him could not handle the heavy fog, so he discussed with the city lord who governed Carlisle and finally sent guards to cooperate with him.

Although the Aram Empire was completely controlled by the Church of Glory, it could not allow a group of priests to govern the country, so the first generation of consuls came into being. Under the governance and planning of the consuls, all cities in the Glory Church have a noble with a title as the city lord. They and the bishops, priests and other clergy of the church in the city protect the people in the city.

Moreover, the city lord and the clergy of the church supervise each other. Every year, there will be ascetics from the royal capital who will assess whether the local city lords and clergy are qualified.

With this thought, Fang Sheng said to the guard: "Sir, please lead your guards to protect the city. Let us leave the battle between extraordinary people to us." The guard was not dissatisfied at all with Fang Sheng's refusal. Because in his eyes, the people of the church are like this, always leading the way. Since the founding of Carlisle, as long as there is a little bit of extraordinary things, the team of knights will always be at the forefront.

He once remembered the leader of the group of knights saying: "As long as we are here, it will not be your turn to charge."

But Fang Sheng didn't have such a lofty idea at all, because this fog definitely had the strength of the second or third level. Instead of taking these 300 guards to die, it was better to let them defend the city honestly.

In fact, if there was a fight, three hundred guards could still deal with Chaofan, but it was different now. Chaofan, who controlled the fog, was hiding behind the fog. Fang Sheng did not believe that the other party would abandon its geographical advantage and fight head-on with him and others.

"I wish you a triumphant return!" The guard saluted with a standard military salute and then trotted back to the city.

At this time, Lewan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said: "Okay! We can set off." As she said that, she raised the staff in her hand with a smile on her face, "I am already between the two of us. A mark similar to positioning is added in the space, so even if we get separated instantly in the fog, we can still find each other through positioning."

Yes, Fang Sheng stopped because he was giving Lewan time to make a mark similar to positioning. After all, in those fantasy novels, the protagonist group will separate as soon as they enter the fog, so he thought of such a move.

Driving the horses close to the fog, they dismounted three meters away from the fog. They slowed down and approached the fog cautiously, taking precautions to prevent the fog from suddenly accelerating its spread and swallowing the two of them directly into the fog.

But fortunately, the mist is still at that speed, neither speeding up nor slowing down.

Getting a little closer, Fang Sheng was one meter closer to the mist. The knight's sword was unsheathed, and a red light immediately emitted and wrapped the blade.

Fang Sheng stopped transmitting magic power and struck the sword full of magic power hard on the mist.

But this sword had no effect, and the fog only dispersed a little, then immediately closed up again and continued to spread.

Isn't it magic?

This sword made Fang Sheng make some inferences in his heart, and then he pulled Lewan and rushed decisively into the vast fog!

The moment he rushed into the fog, Fang Sheng subconsciously squeezed Lewan's little hand, and the other party immediately said: "I'm here, so there's no need to be so nervous, but..."

The first part of the sentence made Fang Sheng feel relieved, but the second half of Ke Lewan's words made Fang Sheng feel excited.

"But what?" he asked quickly.

"I can't see you!" Fang Sheng turned his head subconsciously and found that Lewan was beside him. He turned to look at him, but the way he looked around could tell that she had lost her vision again.

Lewan quickly understood. She complained dissatisfiedly: "Why is it me again! We obviously entered the fog together, but I lost my vision again." She deliberately spoke loudly, hoping to attract the person who controlled the fog. Extraordinary end.

However, after a long time, there was still no movement in the depths of the mist. It seemed that this extraordinary person would not fall for such a clumsy strategy.

In desperation, the two had no choice but to hold hands and walk towards the depths of the mist.

But what they didn't know was that the outside world was very lively at this time.

On the city wall of Carlisle City, Count Basten, who was wearing armor, was holding his hand on the crenel, staring at the fog in the distance with a pair of sharp tiger eyes.

The captain of the guard walked up to him and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, after the knight and the nun entered the fog, the fog did not spread!"

Earl Buster nodded and said without blinking: "Give me the command to send two scouts 50 meters away from the fog! The remaining guards remain in a state of combat readiness!"

"Yes!"

The words were divided into two parts. On the other side, the knight had already rushed to the windmill town.

The noise of the fifty knights running was so loud that the people of Windmill Town were so startled that they all poked their heads out. But when they saw the fully armed church knights, they panicked.

Seeing this situation, the knight leader snorted coldly, pulled out the sharp sword on his waist, and was about to give the signal to charge!

At this moment, the previous village chief Saisi walked out slowly. He looked at the knight leader with a pair of cloudy eyes and said lightly: "Vilot, what do you want to do with the church knights to surround our village? We But a glorious believer!”