Knight with Wand

After deftly removing the armor and clothes from the Kantadar cavalry, Leon put on the equipment he had taken from the dead without changing his expression.

With the help of Azerien, he put on the armor at all the joints.

Leon adjusted his arm armor and greaves, bent down to pick up the longbow, slung the cavalry sword, kicked the boots under his feet, and finally raised his hand to click and put down the human face mask on the helmet.

He turned around and looked at his companions who had already changed into armor.

Azerien and Lohak, who were covered with armor, also couldn't see their original appearance from the outside.

At this moment, as long as they didn't lift the bearded human face iron mask that was characteristic of the Kantadar army, they looked no different from those guys.

Of course, except for Azerien who could speak Uriah, Leon and Lohak would immediately reveal their identities as soon as they spoke.

Lifting the mask again, Leon urged upstairs: "Lina, have you changed your clothes? We are leaving."

"Yes~! I have changed, wait for me."

The girl who put on her clothes and pants and carried her bag on her back quickly responded on the second floor and walked down the stairs quickly.

The moment she came down and saw the three people clearly, the brown-haired girl instinctively trembled her shoulders in fear of their current appearance.

Obviously, those brutal and terrible Kantadar cavalry left her with an indelible impression of horror.

Leon saw that the girl whose dress was torn before had changed into the outer clothes they took off, and then waved to her to follow.

Everyone left the windmill, closed the wooden door, untied the reins of the warhorse outside, and took the girl to climb on the horse.

The three of them escorted the mountain village girl named Lina to the east side of the hillside and put her down.

"Do you know how to get to the nearby town? We can't take you anymore." Leon asked.

"Yeah!" The girl nodded vigorously with red eyes.

"I know the way, big brother, don't worry, I will find the lord's army to help, you and sister Olivia must escape safely!"

Leon raised his iron hand and rubbed her hair: "Thank you for your good words, let's go quickly, be careful on the road."

The girl wiped her tears, turned around, and ran away with her little feet.

Watching her back disappear, Leon took off his mask, pulled the reins, lightly clamped the horse's belly, and galloped towards Selva Village with his companions.

Led by Azerien, the three of them drove their horses in silence.

According to the last thing the girl saw, Olivia was locked up in the village community house in the center of the village.

Leon only hoped that Azerien's words could successfully deceive the enemy guarding.

In a hurry, there was really no more reliable rescue plan, and they could only hope to improvise.

Leon knew in his heart that such a reckless action was simply crazy.

But the moment they learned about Olivia's whereabouts from the girl, the three of them did not say anything more and voted together to make this life-threatening decision.

Whether it was the indignation of not abandoning their friends in distress.

Or the hatred of the Kantadar thugs.

The teenagers would not regret the risks and costs they might pay.

"Leon, I suddenly feel like we are knights trying to save the princess in a heroic drama." The leader Azerian joked.

"Then I hope this is at least not a stupid tragedy." Leon smiled bitterly.

"Ilariel is watching us. This will never be a tragedy. My sister is still waiting for me. When I tell her about today in the future, she will be proud of me." Lohak's voice behind the mask affirmed.

With courage and a little uneasiness in their hearts, the three of them rode into the village.

However, to their surprise, not only did they not encounter the expected interrogation, but they even did not encounter patrols on the road in the village.

Along the way, only a few horses were seen tied outside the doors of some houses, and occasionally the atrocities and crimes that were unbearable to hear could be heard inside the houses.

Looking at the broken limbs and corpses that were not collected in the streets and alleys, Leon felt more and more angry.

The tragedy that the old, young, women, teenagers, and children had only seen in the history books in the past was tormenting his basic conscience that was born in a peaceful modern era all the time.

Bursts of dirty and violent laughter came from the alleys they passed by, and the three of them looked over instinctively.

Several untidy Kantadar attendants and cavalrymen were surrounded in the shadows, doing cruel things that were outrageous to both humans and gods.

But the woman in the middle, with her limbs hanging down powerlessly, had lost focus in her eyes, and her body full of wounds seemed to have no signs of life at all.

Lohak's arms couldn't help but tremble. His mother died tragically in such atrocities! He just wanted to ride his horse and rush up to kill all these beasts!

Leon was also filled with murderous intent. He gritted his teeth and turned his head away with difficulty, unable to bear to look at the tragedy.

(Uriah) "Get out! Lowly mercenaries, don't disturb our interest."

A naked knight squire of Kantadar saw the three "mercenary cavalry" outside the alley and waved his hand impatiently to drive them away.

Azerien glanced at the slightly trembling body of Lohak beside him. He suppressed his anger and warned his companions: "Don't forget our purpose."

Lohak's face was hideous and stiff under the mask. He nodded silently, urged the horse to speed up, and left the alley.

Inside the village house.

"Are you really just the daughter of a blacksmith in this mountain village?"

Baron Doson, wearing a gorgeous black robe and silver armor, looked at the beautiful girl in front of him with a playful look.

Two noble knights under his command were holding halberds and axes, one on the left and one on the right. The ax blades were firmly placed on the shoulders and neck of the blond girl.

This prepared posture does not look like he is restraining a mere fifteen or sixteen year old girl, but rather like he is confronting a ferocious beast.

Olivia's cold green eyes looked indifferently at the Kantadar noble in front of her without saying a word. In her folded hands, the long sword was still held firmly in front of her.

Her father's life was at stake, and she had to give up her resistance.

But the girl did not choose to put down her weapon, nor did she accept any restraint.

Continuing to resist will lead to the death of her father, but she also knows that once she is captured, her father's life or death will be decided by these Kantadar people.

And these shameless villains obviously will not abide by any unequal agreement.

Fortunately, now Olivia still has the last chip to make her feel ashamed.

"Answer my question, girl, the fate of you and your father is now in my hands." Duosen smiled with a thick accent.

He didn't believe that any little girl who grew up in the mountains could defeat his brave knight in a head-on duel.

"I want to see my father, leave me alone with him."

Olivia spoke quietly, not following the other person's rhythm at all.

Duosen raised his eyebrows. He stepped forward, raised his iron glove and gently pinched the girl's delicate cheek. His eyes were full of appreciation and displeasure.

"Is it that you don't understand your situation, or that my speaking of Ferru is not standard? Or, do you have to be stripped naked and thrown on the bed by me before you can answer the question honestly?"

Clang!

The two swords intersected in an instant, and the fierce collision of the sword blades wiped out the sudden sparks.

Baron Duson's unsheathed sword held the sharp blade that was slashing toward his crotch from bottom to top.

He took a few steps back and distanced himself. He shook the hilt of the sword in his hand and was filled with admiration in his heart again.

It was such a fast sword that I almost couldn't catch it. No wonder Mamuel couldn't beat her.

Seeing that the feudal lord was almost cut off from his descendants, the knights on both sides were furious and immediately crossed their ax blades against the girl's slender neck.

The guards at the door also had their weapons unsheathed, and they all looked as if they were facing a powerful enemy.

"Alas~" Baron Duosen raised his hand to stop his subordinates.

Olivia put away her sword calmly, not caring at all about the weapons pressed by the knights on both sides.

"I repeat, I want to see my father, and you must ensure that he lives."

As she spoke, the girl indifferently raised the sword in her hand and placed it on her neck: "Otherwise, you will only get a headless corpse."

Being turned against him, Baron Duoson narrowed his eyes and was not angry. He laughed and fell in love with this girl more and more.

Compared to those fragile women who have long been tired of playing.

It would be more pleasurable to tame this cold and arrogant little lion.

Baron Duson put away his sword and ordered his men: (Urian) "Go and carry her father over."

After saying that, he looked at the girl: "Just think that you have won temporarily, little guy, but I will only give you half a day to reunite, and when I come here next time, I hope you can greet me naked. , it’s best not to have any weapons on your hands.”

The baron waved his hand teasingly, turned around and left with his entourage: "Otherwise, I will flatten all the protruding parts of your father's body in front of you."

After watching the Kantadar people leave indifferently and the door tightly closed, Olivia put down the sword on her neck.

After a long time, when the door was pushed open again, two Kantadar soldiers carried her father in.

The soldier put the old man down and quickly exited the room without daring to stay for a moment longer.

Olivia hurried forward and bent over eagerly to check.

Fortunately, although my father was lying on the ground unconscious, his breathing was still even and he seemed to have just fallen into a coma.

It was almost impossible to stay strong any longer.

The girl's green eyes lowered sadly, leaving only a little helplessness and hesitation in her heart.

"Father, what should I do?"

The girl murmured, slightly choked with sobs.