Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 187 I want to fight ten

Cyril slid down quickly, and it didn't take long to touch the flat ground.It was pitch black all around, but this did not prevent him from seeing the large stone bricks and rough textures under his feet.

This made him feel a little more at ease. At least judging from the stone slab under his feet, it was just a simple crypt. There were no magic patterns on the stone slab, so there should be no potential magic circle in this manor.

He moved forward, and saw a faint light within a short distance—it seemed to be a shaking door, and there were several closed doors around it.

There are twelve doors in all, and this open door is the sixth.

Just in line with Evans pretending to be a baby stealer, corresponding to "six sheep".

It seems that this partner who infiltrated with me did not have such good luck. He was found out by the Bandis first. Danya, I hope to see you next time, and you can live for a while—of course, this It's a joke.

In fact, Cyril doesn't think that Evans will fall here so easily. Even if he is found out, he will probably sell a wave of teammates backhand and reveal the information of Cyril who is disguised as Nine Cats, so that Bandy The thinkers took him to the baron.

Although the death of Evans in the game in the previous life was vigorous but light as a feather, in fact, it was tragically for nothing, but after getting to know Evans for a period of time in this life, Cyril realized that the rebellious eldest son of the foreign minister’s family, actually The world is not an easy generation.

Low-key and introverted, it represents a kind of thick and steady. He is a thoughtful walker, and he hides his strength in the depths one by one.

With such a character, it is not so easy to want to die without facing the blow of dimensionality reduction.

Compared with Evans' safety, Cyril was actually more concerned about Baron Abra.

They have not had a direct confrontation with Baron Abra, and Cyril has no idea what kind of person Baron Abra was eight years ago compared to the distorted gray god priest in the game. Seriously.

But what will he do now?On this point, Cyril and the others have no way of deducing it, they can only act according to the situation.

He confirmed that there was no one in those rooms, and then continued to move forward.There is a door in front of you, through the crack of the door, you can see the red light of the room inside, and you can faintly hear the crying in it——

The cry of a baby.

Cyril's heart tightened, he adjusted the rapier beside him to a convenient position, and then pushed open the door.The door was not locked, and it opened with a light touch from him.

The bewitching red light danced, filling the entire space opened up underground in front of him.The flames burning in several large furnaces twisted and twisted, like a graceful phantom twisting behind the purple gauze, people couldn't help but focus on it.

Cyril immediately realized that the flame was only ignited by burning materials for charm and hypnosis.He collected himself, held his breath, and hurriedly glanced across the space——

A dozen long and wide tables for one person were lined up in front of him, and figures in cloaks were busy in front of each table.

There were ten people in total, exactly twelve including him and Evans.

Cyril was about to take a closer look at what was on the table, but heard a shrill cry, and then a Bendis turned around, with a piece of blood dripping in his hand...

leg.

The baby's leg, the white tender and delicate skin was soaked in blood at this time, and was held in the hands of that Bendis - he was not wearing a mask, his head was slightly lowered, his long nose almost poked on that leg, as if Sniffing deeply.

Then he saw the "Nine Cats" standing at the door, and grinned, revealing a mouthful of pale, blood-red teeth.

"Nine cats, you're finally here, where's our wine? We need to celebrate well—"

"Nine Cats" was silent, and after a while, responded with that hoarse voice in a relaxed tone:

"Ah, yes, it's time to celebrate."

Cyril said softly, and stepped forward slowly, each step was smooth and steady, even his thighs would not be exposed from the fork of the cloak.

And his hands were also hidden under the cloak, without trembling at all, as if he was trying to untangle a lock with his bare hands, as long as there is a slight fluctuation, it will become a treasure chest that a monster will devour you. Holding the hilt of the sword firmly.

Two swords.

He moved closer to the Bendis, who was still sniffing the baby's leg.Cyril's eyes passed by him, and he could already see the naked body of a baby lying on the table.

He should not be dead yet, with his head tilted, blood dripping all over the table, dripping from the edge, those big eyes that should have been beautiful and energetic are now gray, and his mouth is still opening one by one, as if repeating nothing average.

It was the effect of being charmed by the flames, the baby's mind was completely controlled, and the consciousness that did not belong to him raged in his mind, repeated and repeated, and in the endless chant and resentment, the power was supplied to what he repeated that name:
Ambrose.

This is……

Cult ah.

The half-elf young man sighed with emotion. At the moment when the Bendis raised his head in doubt, he took a step forward. The hand under the cloak was quickly lifted up, and the rapier was raised obliquely at a strange angle from bottom to top, and then wiped his throat.

A drop of filthy blood dripped to the ground along the tip of the dangling sword. The moment Bendis' body fell to the ground, he leaped forward lightly, and the whole person immediately escaped into the shadows.

He felt like he was back in the rogue in the game, everything was light and skilled.But he knew clearly that he didn't want to—

Although he felt a lot of anger when he saw the baby being tortured and killed in this way, he had seen too many such scenes when dealing with cults in the game.In the current situation where one enemy is ten, and every enemy is not weaker than himself on paper, he will not make a move.

But at the bottom of his heart, it seemed that from the depths of his soul, a violent voice roared, igniting his previously suppressed anger, and then gushing out ragingly, filling his entire chest——

He felt like a skeleton driven by the desire to kill, his body quickly turned from familiarity to unfamiliarity, and then to familiarity again.

When he swiped the sword over the Bendis holding the baby's legs, he watched the faint green experience merge into his body, felt the slight increase in strength, and there was a touch of something on the face under the mask and fake skin. Weird smile.

Isn't it just ten Bendis?

The night vision was clearer than before. Hiding in the darkness, he stabbed the nameless sword in his left hand into the back of No.2, who drew out the long sword and was vigilantly left and right. The blood gushing from the sword fell on his face, and he licked the corner of his mouth.

It seems to hit ten...

Is it not difficult?
(End of this chapter)