Chapter 6, Withering
"Beautiful lady, do not be so afraid. The night is still long." The nearby chubby face revealed a toad-like expression
The heavily armored knight let out a loud shout, and a deep blue light flashed across his entire body. The lance in his hand shot forward like a meteor, piercing through the chest and firmly pinning the mage against the wall
The swift attack passed, the sword light dissipated, and Qi Wei gasped for breath, pointing her sword at Roger. Her face was pale, she was casually dressed in a set of leather armor, her eyes were bloodshot, and faint bruises were visible on her neck.
Several individuals stopped in front of the small building. One person beside Roger suddenly said, "No, someone has entered. There is an ambush here." At that moment, with a loud bang, the door shattered into pieces, and a beam of sword light slashed towards Roger from the air. Before the sword arrived, the murderous intent had already enveloped Roger's entire body. The stout man felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, watching helplessly as the giant sword's blade approached, yet he was unable to move. Suddenly, two long swords stretched out from either side to block the giant sword. The giant sword, using the force, lightly bounced up, becoming incredibly light and swiftly slashing and stabbing towards Roger. The stout man felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, watching helplessly as the giant sword's blade approached, yet he was unable to move. Suddenly, two long swords stretched out from either side to block the giant sword. The giant sword, using the force, lightly bounced up, becoming incredibly light and swiftly slashing and stabbing towards Roger. The two long swords wove into an impenetrable sword net, blocking all attacks, clearly indicating that the two sword-wielders were not ordinary fighters.
The heavily armored knight remained silent, pointing his lance forward, and the soldiers immediately surged forward, attacking fiercely with their swords. The mercenaries realized they had fallen into a trap; after a brief exchange, they charged outward and quickly turned to retreat into the building, creating distance from the soldiers. From the second floor of the small building, a fireball the size of a bowl shot down, exploding among the swordsmen. The scorching heat mercilessly burned the exposed skin of the swordsmen. Following closely, a second fireball descended, and several already injured swordsmen instantly became engulfed in flames, screaming as they fell. From the second floor of the small building, a fireball the size of a bowl shot down, exploding among the swordsmen. The scorching heat mercilessly burned the exposed skin of the swordsmen. Following closely, a second fireball descended, and several already injured swordsmen instantly became engulfed in flames, screaming as they fell
At that moment, a loud shout came from not far away: "Bold rebels, how dare you attack the city guard in the royal capital!" With a clang, a small squad of armored swordsmen rushed over, led by a heavily armored knight, quickly surrounding the small building. Those who were fighting with Qiwei tore off their robes, revealing the soft armor bearing the insignia of the city guard underneath. Rogge quickly retreated to the side, and Aite and others approached, grinning as they looked at the female warrior. Those who were fighting with Qiwei tore off their robes, revealing the soft armor bearing the insignia of the city guard underneath. Rogge quickly retreated to the side, and Aite and others approached, grinning as they looked at the female warrior.
With a mournful cry, Qi Wei turned around, ready to fight desperately. A soldier beside her firmly held her back, hoisting her onto his shoulder and swiftly retreating. Another soldier chanted a brief incantation, throwing out a scroll, and suddenly, numerous vines erupted from the ground, their branches wildly flailing in the air, tightly entangling anything they touched. Several pursuing swordsmen were immediately ensnared. The mercenaries seized this opportunity to vanish into the slums. Another soldier chanted a brief incantation, throwing out a scroll, and suddenly, numerous vines erupted from the ground, their branches wildly flailing in the air, tightly entangling anything they touched. Several pursuing swordsmen were immediately ensnared. The mercenaries seized this opportunity to vanish into the slums.
Rog looked lost as he gazed in the direction where the female warrior had disappeared, knowing that she would never let this matter rest.
Rogge's hasty departure could almost be said to be an attempt to escape the murderous gaze. The best solution, of course, would be to eliminate the witness, but Rogge does not yet have the courage for that. Moreover, it would indeed be a pity to lose such a beautiful woman.
The early spring night remains chillingly cold; when the wind blows, even the unbloomed spring flowers have withered.
The female warrior spat and bit down hard on Rog's hand. Rog quickly withdrew his hand and grabbed her hair, pulling it forcefully upward. The expression of pain appeared on Qiwey's face, her entire upper body being pulled back, revealing the curve of her chest
Before long, a small group of knights rode to each city gate of the Rhine and posted a wanted notice on the bulletin board
Wanted: The Sword and Blood Rose Mercenary Corps
Qi Wei calmed down a bit and observed her situation. The room was large, illuminated brightly by a chandelier hanging from the ceiling, adorned with a dozen candles. The furniture in the room was still brand new, clearly made from inferior wood, yet attempting to present a lavish appearance, revealing the owner's questionable taste. However, Qi Wei was more concerned about herself; she quickly realized that her hands were tightly bound behind her back, lying face down on a large experimental table. The furniture in the room was still brand new, clearly made from inferior wood, yet attempting to present a lavish appearance, revealing the owner's questionable taste. However, Qi Wei was more concerned about herself; she quickly realized that her hands were tightly bound behind her back, lying face down on a large experimental table
Qi Wei screamed in terror, instinctively wanting to jump up and evade, but her hands were immobilized behind her back. She lost her balance and fell heavily onto the table. A wave of intense pain shot through her hips, nearly causing her to faint this time
In the small room, the candlelight flickered amidst the hoarse curses of the female warrior, while the inferior experimental table creaked and groaned under the unbearable weight of two individuals. The devil danced wildly in the flames of desire, while the vengeful spirits emitted hysterical shrieks
Aite, being the oldest and most experienced, was the first to calm down. "Everyone, don't be afraid just yet; the other party doesn't know who we are. However, Rog, it seems you can't stay in this small building any longer." Gradually, everyone began to calm down. Once the panic subsided, Luns's mind became active again and said, "I'm afraid they might come to set the building on fire."
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Rog's hand touched her, making Qiwei feel as if a cold, venomous snake was crawling on her body. However, her hair was grabbed, and her struggles were limited. Tears finally flowed uncontrollably from her tightly closed eyes. Qiwei was half a head taller than Rog, and her skirt armor and breastplate had already been removed by Rog while she was unconscious. Her bare, ample hips tapered dramatically at the waist, and her long, straight legs had a fit and beautiful line. This sight ignited a fire of desire in Rog, who pressed down on the female warrior's hips. He gripped her so tightly that his fingers sank deeply into her smooth flesh, and then, with a thrust of his waist, he entered that soft warmth.
After a brief discussion, everyone erased the traces of their presence and departed swiftly
A few people excitedly arrived at the small building. Inside, it looked as if a storm had just passed, with everything in disarray. They felt a sense of dread and rushed upstairs to find the large experimental table completely empty, with the ropes used for binding broken into several pieces. Kate picked up a piece of the broken rope and said, "This was definitely torn apart with force, my goodness! If such a thick rope can be broken, was she really captured by you?" Rog recalled the fighting spirit that flashed from the female warrior and immediately broke out in a cold sweat. Kate picked up a piece of the broken rope and said, "This was definitely torn apart with force, my goodness! If such a thick rope can be broken, was she really captured by you?" Rog recalled the fighting spirit that flashed from the female warrior and immediately broke out in a cold sweat
Rogge hummed a little tune, gazing at the snow-white lamb he had captured, feeling as if the aches in his body were singing. Not long ago, this lamb had been a true lion. Rogge put on his clothes and decided to go find Aite and the others to take a look at his prey. The only thing that displeased him was Qiwei's gaze. It was utterly cold, devoid of sorrow, anger, or emptiness, simply staring coldly at the fat man. Rogge felt as if he were a frog being eyed by a snake, and he did not like this feeling at all. He added another rope to Qiwei, naturally taking the opportunity to touch her a few more times. Qiwei showed no reaction, as if the body being touched was not her own, still watching the fat man quietly like a snake.
On the small path, Roger and several elegantly dressed individuals swaggered towards the small building, whispering and laughing along the way, clearly discussing topics of common interest among men
Three figures suddenly emerged from the building, and several people beside Rog met them, engaging in combat. It was none other than the three warriors from the bar that day. However, the mage was still nowhere to be seen.
The mercenary group conspired to rebel in the royal capital, and after their failure, they killed several members of the city defense forces. Currently, the sister of the mercenary group's leader, Qi Wei, along with three main members, is on the run. Additionally, thirty ordinary mercenaries from the group are also fleeing
A reward of 500 gold coins will be given for capturing or killing a key member, and a reward of 30 gold coins for an ordinary mercenary. The reward for informants will be halved
The heavily armored knight looked at his severely injured subordinates and let out a cold snort. Kate walked over and quietly asked the knight, "Father, what should we do now?" The knight remained silent for a long time, sighed, and said, "Your troubles are still ahead. Hey, mercenary." He summoned a swordsman and whispered some instructions; the swordsman took his leave. The knight glanced at Kate and the others again, and shouted, "Do you think you can act recklessly like others? First, hone your skills before talking!" With that, he left in a huff.
"If we don't act now, we won't have a chance later! It's already impossible to resolve this matter peacefully; we can only take the initiative. Time is short, so let's strategize and give them a taste of their own medicine. If they dare to come and set fire to the building, they will regret it. I doubt these mercenaries can come up with anything clever. " Franco, who is not one for many words, is indeed quite ruthless.
The performance has ended and the audience has dispersed
A sharp, piercing pain jolted Qi Wei back to reality from her unconscious state. She moaned, attempting to touch her injury with her hands, only to find that they were completely immobile. Another wave of intense pain surged through her, and this time she was fully awake. A chubby face from her nightmares gradually came into focus before her eyes, so close that she could even see the pores on its nose
The stout man held a small pair of pliers, pinching a blood-stained crossbow bolt. After examining it closely, he tossed it aside and gently lifted Qi Wei's chin, saying, "Haha, you really are quite beautiful. Why aren't you fierce now? Are you going to hit me? Do you need me to be rougher for you to enjoy it? My arrow hit the mark perfectly, it seems you are a talented archer."
The figure of a mercenary mage appeared at the window on the second floor, and a chilling frost emanated from his hands, accompanied by countless ice spikes. Several swordsmen, unable to dodge in time, were immediately encased in ice, and those with slightly weaker stamina shattered into pieces. A gap suddenly appeared in the tight encirclement, and Qi Wei and others seized the opportunity to break free. A tall warrior threw a rope towards the window, wrapping it around the mage several times. The tight encirclement once again revealed a gap, and Qi Wei and others rushed out. The mage leaped out of the window, and as the warrior pulled hard, it seemed the mage was about to float out of the encirclement.