Release that Witch Chapter 399: Contact

Greycastle Kingdom Capital, underground of the palace.

Timothy sits sideways on Throne, holding her cheek in her right hand, watching the job applicant performing her assassination stunt in the hall slightly impatiently.

This is the first idiot after the winter?

Maybe I was too forgiving, so I let this group of Clown come forward one by one.

He yawned and felt his eyes dry.

Since the sky hall was bombed by snow powder, he moved the court site to the palace's basement. After some transformation, several storage rooms were connected into one piece, and the space was not too small to accommodate the ministers and noble. The most important is that the place is absolutely safe. There is only one entrance and exit, and the magnificent palace is above. No amount of snow powder will affect this place. The disadvantage is that there is no light underground, and the light source is all provided by turpentine torches. The torches around the wall made the indoor air extremely dry and dull, and the sweet smell of turpentine made him drowsy.

When thinking of the fourth brother, Timothy hated his teeth. If no witnesses noticed that the attack from the sky came from the sky, I am afraid he is still building a sentry tower. Knowing that this method could not be defended at all, he could only hold a meeting here temporarily.

Roland Wimbledon will definitely pay for it!

"Esteemed Your Majesty," the voice of job applicant pulled his thoughts back to the hall, "Please see, as long as rebel King Roland dares to appear in front of my eyes, I can complete your entrusted mission!"

Timothy glanced in front of the other person, and saw that four flying knives were accurately inserted into a wooden barrel twenty steps away from him.

"This is what you call a stunt?"

"That's right, Your Majesty," he said confidently, "I don't hide from you that I have done this business once, and there are no less than ten Mouse dead in my hands. If you mix takes action in the crowd, most of them The target did not know where the flying sword came from until it died.

"What about remuneration?" Timothy moved a little stiff body.

"As long as twenty-five gold royals," job applicant said with a finger, "Five for road expenses, and dressing cost in an unobtrusive manner are more accessible to rebel King."

"Sir Welmes," King signaled.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Knight Steel Heart pulled out his sword, took off his shield from the back, and walked into the hall.

"You, are you What does it mean?" He startled.

"Beat my Knight, and I will give you the reward." Timothy winked at the Jazz.

The latter nodded, pulled his lower armour, and walked towards the other.

"Wait, wait ... no, Your Majesty, this is not okay," job applicant turned around embarrassedly, avoiding the slash of Knight, stuttered stuttering, "I can't face it!"

Knight followed his foot and kicked him fiercely, causing him to swallow all the latter half.

After rolling twice on the ground, job applicant threw a flying knife softly, but was easily blocked by the shield. Then the jazz stepped on his hand, dropped his sword, and half of his arm suddenly left his body. The blood splashed out reflected an arc on the ground.

"My hand" screamed, holding his arm and rolling into a ball.

"First, the royal family is no better than Mouse. Even my stupid younger brother will not approach the crowd easily. Second, you are helpless even with a Knight, what do you use to assassinate feudal lord with multiple Knight guards? I am afraid that once you get twenty-five gold royal, you will never come back here. "Timothy waved his hand," throw him out. "

If he hadn't treated this group of ignorant and greedy people a month or two before, he would just drive the other party out of Kingdom Capital and order him not to return without getting Roland's head. Those who have a slight chance of success, he has given a certain amount of financial support. So far, Roland is still alive and well.

It is probably because of this kind attitude that more and more people come to the door and claim that they can solve the rebel King chaos, and the methods are more and more ridiculous. Even before, there was the guy who pulled out the maid in the tavern as an assassin, saying that the maid was excellent in technology, and no man could refuse her service. I don't know what it means! Don't they know the gap between ordinary women and witch? They have repeatedly publicized the fourth brother's fallen on the notice, and they can support witch's feudal lord, how can they look at such rough products.

Timothy is long released a long breath, and giving these unknown job applicant a lesson, it should also allow others to converge slightly.

Recruiting insurgents from the private sector may be a mistake in itself.

Only pill and snow powder can beat Roland.

He glanced down the hall, and after seeing no outsiders, he asked Imperial Prime Minister, "How is the development progress of snow powder weapon now?"

According to the intelligence collected from Longsong Stronghold one after another, the reason why Border Town miners were able to defeat Duke Knight and mad militia was because of using a strange snow powder weapon. It should be a semi-enclosed iron pipe, using the impact of the snow powder explosion, to promote the lead shot to attack the target, similar to a crossbow. Timothy was very enthusiastic about this and immediately summoned Kingdom Capital experienced blacksmiths and began to imitate this new type of weapon.

"Not ideal, Your Majesty," Marquis Wyke shook his head. "The blacksmiths made ten or so weapons based on information tests, but the power is far less powerful than rumors. Only a few can penetrate in ten steps. Knight breastplate, more than fifty steps, it is difficult to hit the target. "

"Ten steps?" Timothy frowned, "Isn't that the equivalent of sticking to Knight's face? Can it still stop the charge of Knight?"

"It's true that there are still some tricks we haven't mastered yet ... In addition, even if the city's blacksmiths and apprentices are convened, a maximum of twenty iron pipes can be produced in a month, and not every one is guaranteed to work. The Marquis sighed, "To date, four iron pipes have exploded during training, and the guards are also a bit resistant to practicing this kind of snow powder weapon."

Damn, Border Town is barren than Kingdom Capital. I don't know how many times it is. Roland made a few hundred iron pipes in a winter time. He must have got the help of Devil.

Timothy changed the topic angrily, "What about the pill? Church hasn't responded yet?"

"Yes Your Majesty," Marquis responded, "High Priest said that Holy City is fighting Evil Beast invasion and has no energy to provide more Berserker drug for the time being. He hopes we can wait patiently until Months of Demons is over."

"I don't want to see the betrayer still staying in Western Region castle safely, I don't want to do it for another day!"

It seems that I have to write a hand-written letter to Holy City of Hermes, Timothy thought resentfully. If I want to recruit believers in Greycastle in the future, I have to exchange pills.

As we are about to announce the conclusion of today ’s court meeting, Sir Minister of Foreign Affairs Brundt suddenly stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, envoy from Kingdom of Dawn arrived at Kingdom Capital today, hoping to get your interview.".

(To be continued.)