Juliana’s workshop Chapter 6: Murder under the sun and leaves

　　 After a cool and humid morning, it soon came to noon. The sun hanging high in the sky at the highest point of the sky shone shiningly, penetrating through the layers of branches and leaves of the forest, and bringing a glorious ray of sunshine to the gloomy forest interior. The forest of the dead is quiet and dense enough, but there are always gaps that allow sunlight to enter the tomb of the dead. Under the dappled sunlight, coupled with the singing of birds and insects, this quiet and sometimes disturbing forest has become a lot more lively.

　　 But in this calm forest, there were more than twenty dead people.

　　The new guest became a new guest in the Forest of the Dead, and went to accompany the soldiers of the Double Eagle Empire more than a hundred years ago.

　　 This incident happened after noon, and the sun finally lowered its proud head slightly, and the scattered light spots in the forest also moved a few minutes, no longer so dazzling. In the middle of the forest of the dead to the west, on a rather remote road.

　　If you go on this westward road for another half day, you will be able to leave the forest of the dead, walk a little faster, and reach the long stretch of mountains and see the continuous peaks. At the foot of these motionless, lined up “mountain giants”, there are some small towns and noble territories, which can be used for people from the forest of the dead. It is not a good place, but it is better than camping in the forest. To be strong, for some humble attendants, it is much stronger to fall asleep with the stench of horse dung under a covered stable than to fear under a dome formed by branches and leaves in the forest.

　　 Now, their little wish cannot come true.

　　 They fell to the ground, with fatal or non-fatal wounds everywhere. Some people have their necks cut off with a knife, and their heads fly out, but the pain is only a moment, after which they will sleep forever; some people have a hole in their body, blood is constantly flowing, and they die in fear and pain, if the sound is too loud If they did, the mercenaries would be impatient with one knife after another; more people were killed in consternation, and even the idea of ​​running away hadn’t come up before the murder weapon hit his face. There is one more thing in my mind: what happened?

　　 escorted Romeo Na to the convoy of the Republic of Vis in Yarid Sea, followed by twenty attendants. Today, at this time, twenty poor people have died in the forest.

　　 The mercenaries attacked suddenly, and suddenly many people had been chopped to the ground before they realized what was going on. The few warriors in the attendants didn’t respond either, and they were besieged before they could draw their swords from their waists. Horses reacted faster than humans, but they also suffered quickly: They neighed loudly, and as a result, they were hacked to death by mercenaries who had risen to kill. The horse fell to the ground, and the carriages and trucks behind them also fell to the ground, forming a roadblock on the road.

　　The blood stained the dirt road red and became muddy—as if it had just rained. These brutal mercenaries turned this place into a slaughterhouse. The deaths of all the attendants were very miserable. The blood gathered under them into a pool of blood. The wind from the south blew the smell of blood to the north and the north. The forest also seemed to be agitated.

　　After all the attendants were hacked and killed, the mercenaries began to search their bodies to see if there were any valuables, and wisely went straight to the truck, grabbing valuable and light items and stuffing them into their arms. He took out the good wine that the hateful waiter didn’t allow them to touch from the van, gathered around, drank the good wine, and laughed loudly. Now, those arrogant attendants who had always looked at them with condescending and disgusting eyes were dead, and no one dared to ride on their necks anymore.

　　 Most of the servants died tragically, regardless of age; there were servants who slowly moved closer to death, and when the blood in their eyes grew thicker, they thought of those church knights.

　　 The knights who were not friendly to the mercenaries and protected them from these robbers did not come forward this time.

　　 They either rode horses and landed at the end of the destroyed convoy, or dismounted, leading the horses in front of the convoy, silently watching all this happen. They put their hands on the swords, bowstrings, and maces, but did not pull them out or lift them up. They just kept this posture and did nothing.

　　While the mercenaries were slaughtering and reveling, they remained silent, as if they were guarding the robbers, blocking the path of all the attendants who wanted to escape, watching them die under their horses’ hoofs, the attendants Their screams and begging for mercy can pass through the jungle and fall into the depths of this dense forest, but they cannot enter their ears.

　　 This massacre started quickly and ended quickly. As if premeditated, the horses of the carriage were killed in a planned way, and the bodies of the dead and the valuables on the convoy were looted. The knights of the church did not mingled with these mercenaries, staying on the periphery of the convoy, forming a sharp contrast. The knights seemed to have become blind and deaf, as if all this happening before them did not exist.

　　In this tragedy, all the attendants are dead, but two others are still alive.

　　 Olga protects Romeuona behind her back. Behind him was a dense jungle, no one had ever stepped on any road, Romiuona was leaning on the edge of a big tree, her face terribly pale. Her two maids died under the axe of the mercenary, one head flew up and the other head turned into two halves, and the death was terrible.

　　 Olga held a long sword in both hands, and his tall body blocked the front of Romiuona. There are five mercenaries in front of him, holding all kinds of weapons, vigilantly and nervously around him, staring at him, as if the old man is a terrible monster-at Olga’s feet, there are their companions His head and that face even kept an arrogant smile; beside them, a companion with his hands and feet cut off fell to the ground, blood gushing from the wound like a fountain, they screamed like pigs, and then screamed The voice is getting weaker and weaker.

　　The dead attendants did not cause much harm to the mercenaries. Only the old man who seemed to be about to enter the coffin in front of him killed two mercenaries and then cut off the hands and feet of the two mercenaries. . His sword is very fast, and it does not hurt people with a stabbing action. The long sword that is not suitable for slashing and slashing is like an axe. With its courageous momentum, it will slash and kill mercenaries who are intoxicated in violence. , Leaving a place of blood.

　　Because the death of their companions was so miserable, the mercenaries who came around became cautious, and no one wanted to be the next unlucky person to be decapitated or severed.

　　 Gris, the mercenary leader, and Padin, the leader of the church knights, walked towards Olga and Romeona. Gris was carrying a giant iron axe, and the axe blade was stained with blood-he did not participate in the massacre of the attendants by his men, he just split the two poor people who stood in front of him into two halves. , One was split vertically and the other was split horizontally. Blood and organs were all over the floor, and the **** smell made people sick.

　　Knight Padin still has a calm expression. The knights of the church have more or less ugly faces, except that he is the same as usual. This massacre cannot arouse his anger, sympathy and compassion. , And did not make him look as hideous as the mercenaries. He feels as if it is only part of the job.

　　 “If you don’t want to die, retreat to me!” Gris yelled at the mercenaries under him. The mercenaries took a few steps back like an amnesty, expanding the encircled circle. After the other mercenaries had harvested the generous spoils, they also gathered around and resumed their fighting state. The church knights remained on the periphery, only Padin followed Gris and stayed in the center of the circle.

　　 “Old man, real people don’t show their faces.” Gris held the giant axe in both hands, and his face was a bit dignified. “I think I have some eyesight, but I didn’t see that you turned out to be a silver-class warrior.”

　　 Gris’s words caused a commotion among the mercenaries, and they moved back a few steps. These mercenaries, the most powerful are the bronze class. They can be tough soldiers, but they definitely can’t be the warriors of one hundred. Their boss Gris deterred everyone with strength and the giant axe in his hand, and used terror to make his men obey him. Even Gris like this is just a barbarian who wanders on the edge of the black iron class and the silver class. He has considerable strength and can achieve a record of slashing a hundred people with brute force and a great axe-but it is definitely not a real one. The powerful person of the silver class in the sense.

　　 The real silver-class powerhouses will sacrifice their lives, and can even be a thousand horses, shredding a large army camp, and crushing the enemy… One person is a small army.

　　Padin, standing beside Gris, is the silver knight recognized in the Double Eagle Empire. He has a small reputation—the mercenaries here, and many people have even seen him in discussions with church knights. There was a magical performance of one rider blocking a hundred riders, which opened people’s eyes, and at the same time had a deep understanding of the silver class’s strength.

　　 Olga’s performance of killing four people in the blink of an eye made the mercenaries even more convinced that the old man in front of them may really be a silver-class warrior. Their trusted boss Gris said so, and they believed in this. ——For such a warrior, it is too simple to kill all of their mercenaries. As for their boss, Gris, he is definitely not the kind boss who will protect his subordinates. Gris can protect himself, but he has absolutely no spare energy to protect his mercenaries.

　　The mercenaries didn’t escape because of this, because Padin was here. The silver knight just stood here and made them feel at ease-this is really an ironic thing. Padin never gave them, including their boss, a good face, and they never respected these old-fashioned knights, but Now they are working together to complete the massacre of the convoy together. The murderers are these mercenaries, and the church knights and Padin are accomplices.

　　 “There was a silver-class warrior in the convoy, I have never heard of it.” Gris said to Padin next to him, his face rather ugly, “You lied and killed four of my men. .”

　　 “I didn’t know it.” Padin replied, in a calm tone, “Thank you for your temptation, Captain Gris… Without you, the knights of these churches I brought might have The lottery is on.” When he said this, his tone was flat, and he didn’t take Gris’s death and injury seriously. Then he looked at Olga, ignoring Gris’s anger, “Mr. Olga, you make this a little tricky.”

　　 Olga looked at Padin warily, “Knight Edgar, do you know what you are doing?” Among all the people here, the only ones who can pose a threat to him are Gris and Padin— -A silver knight, a giant close to the silver class-if these two people cooperate, it will not be difficult to kill him, an elderly man. Coupled with the fact that there are so many people on the other side, and behind him he is also protecting Romeuona, who is a problem even running away, which makes the situation very serious. If he escapes alone, he has the confidence to escape, but if he takes Romeuona, it is an extravagant hope. Asking him to abandon Romeo Na and run away alone, he can’t do it. He didn’t dare to imagine the tragic experience of Romeo Na falling into the hands of these people.

　　Pardin in front of Olga obviously knew Olga’s plight and how desperate Olga was now. “I’m sorry, Mr. Olga, Miss Romeuona.” said Padin, “this is my job, and I regret that it will be like this…but this is my task, and I cannot tolerate my personal affairs. Emotions prevail.”

　　 “Edgar, I always thought you were a noble knight. It seems that my old eyes are dim, I can’t see things clearly, I can’t see a dirty soul by my side, and treat him as Friend!” Olga was angry, and the sword in his hand pointed directly at Padin. If it hadn’t been for Romeo Na to be behind him, he would have rushed up, trying to fight Padin to death and death.

　　Romiona leaned against the big tree, her face pale, and she couldn’t speak at all. This sudden massacre caused a great shock to her. The scene of **** flesh and **** nose choking her nose was something she had never seen in her life, which made her almost fainted. The reason why she can still hold on now is that fear has given her a little strength, allowing her to lean on the tree with strength, so as not to limp on the ground.

　　 “I know, this is not a glorious thing.” Paddin said, “I have no reason to defend myself, nor do I have the right to ask for your forgiveness. There is only one thing I can do for you. Thing: try to let you die without pain.”

　　 “Don’t want to touch Miss Romiuona with your dirty hands.” Olga guarded her long sword, “Before I die, all of you will die under my sword.”

　　 Olga is fully focused, alert to the two most threatening people in front of her.

　　 In the jungle behind him and Romeo Na, a mercenary lurked inside. While they were talking, they quietly reached the place closest to Romeo Na. He thought he had found the opportunity and emerged from the bushes, holding a sword in one hand, and reaching out to Romeo Na who was leaning under the big tree with one hand-as long as he caught this noble lady, everything would be over.

　　 All this happened in a blink of an eye, but before he met Romeuona, a stone hit him on the head. This mercenary was the one who was hit by Julius’s forehead with a stone, and now the stone fell on his forehead again, in the same place, and this time the stone was bigger and sharper.

　　 He was so screaming that he was smashed and stretched out his hand to cover his forehead. He didn’t look for a chance to throw a small stone at him. When he held his forehead, Olga turned around, swiped the long sword in his hand, and a silver-white light cut off his head. Before his head fell, Olga had returned to Romeuona and continued to face the enemy in front of him. His sword was so fast, so fast that many mercenaries didn’t see his movements at all~IndoMTL.com~Gries’s face became more horrible, and as for Padin, his face was still expressionless.

　　 This mercenary was so close to Romiuona, the blood sprayed from his neck sprayed into the air, falling on the surrounding low plants, and also on Romiuona’s face. Romeo Na felt her face warm, and the liquid dripped down her cheeks. She doesn’t have the energy and mood to clean her face, and she doesn’t have the strength to scream, her whole person has become numb.

　　 The person who threw the pebble popped up deeper in the forest and ran to Olga and Romyona.

　　 This person is Julius. Holding a few stones in his hand, he hid behind the big tree where Romyona was. With the big tree as a cover, he stuck his head out, his face was full of surprise, tension and anger. The blood at the scene made him tremble, but his almost unconscionable courage made him stand up.

　　 Another subordinate died, Gris’s face became even more ugly. Padin sighed, and finally there was some expression on his face-helpless and a little regretful.

　　 “Stupid boy, your recklessness has left your life here.” Olga said. He didn’t thank Julius for his plan, because he had already felt that there were malicious mercenaries behind him, just waiting for him to throw himself into the trap. The sword of that owl’s head, even without Julius’ pebbles, he would use it.

　　 “Master, I saved your lady’s life. Can I be happier instead of continuing to suffer?” Julius replied, his voice trembling, but he wanted to show himself Like a hero.

　　 “You didn’t save anyone, silly boy.” Olga looked solemnly, looking at the two most threatening men not far in front of him, “In this dirty murder, there will be one more Stupid, innocent corpse.”