Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 611 You brought the guards here!
As Ivan Saxon stood up, the magic lamps in the surrounding courtyards were shattered, the glass exploded in all directions, and the entire courtyard was plunged into darkness.

The half-elf count hastily kicked Neil Alden, who was powerless at this time, and rolled him away. He twisted his body and slashed out with his long sword, and Adonis' verdict shone with silver light. The light, one step ahead, landed at the place where Alvin Saxon fell.

The darkness did not disturb him—

He squinted his eyes, and under the blessing of Soul Burning Silence and Setanrio's Eye, he had a thorough insight into the whereabouts of Alvin Saxon.He noticed that the other party's nails became a little sharper at this moment, his limbs seemed to swell, and some white animal hairs protruded from his temples, only his eyes were more fierce than before.

It doesn't look like a human, but looks like a real wolf.

But at this time, Cyril has no time to care about whether Saxon used the will of the beast blood or the blood of madness, how much power bonus it brought to him, and whether his own power is on the same level as the opponent's at the same level.

Aiwen Saxon in the air seemed to have a playful smile on his face when his fierce eyes glanced at the long sword in his hand, and the corners of his mouth, which was longer than usual, grinned bright red.His blue and white temple clothes suddenly turned into gray, and his whole body spun in the air, and with the sound of hunting wind, he slammed down towards Cyril.

"What kind of strange trick is this?"

Cyril had never seen this kind of human opponent who used his body as a weapon—if it was just fists and kicks, it would be fine, but at this moment, Aiwen Saxon simply smashed his waist and chest at his blade, making him even more wary.He squinted his eyes and looked carefully, and there seemed to be a gray cold light in Saxon's turning body, hidden in his fluttering sleeves.

Realizing this, Cyril immediately gave up the frontal attack, and with the wind element between his legs, he quickly retreated a distance of nearly ten meters, but he heard a loud sound in front of him, and Aiwen Saxon fell like a top, abruptly A big hole was smashed into the ground.

Cyril frowned, not because he was impressed by the opponent's destructive power - with such a big momentum, wouldn't everyone know that someone was fighting privately in the courtyard of the main hall of the Harbor Temple?

He immediately gave up the plan of entanglement, jumped to the side of the ascetic monk, wrapped him and himself with the cloak again, and then ran wildly into the corridor.

The corridor was already full of guards rushing in. Cyril turned over and jumped onto the beam, holding his breath and concentrating, completely hiding himself in the darkness.

In the courtyard, Alvin Saxon took a few deep breaths, and looked at the place where the eavesdropper disappeared unwillingly.But the guards of the temple had already rushed in. At this moment, he could only adjust his state, and his face gradually returned to the face of Marcus Scotto, posing a posture of defending against the enemy.

"Lord Scotto!"

"Enemies have sneaked into the main hall, searched every corner, and found them." Alvin Saxon said coldly, "Levi was injured by them, let the nun come to treat him."

"Yes, Lord Scotto."

The guards had no doubts about his words, and the guards who poured into the courtyard immediately receded like a tide, dutifully fulfilling the orders of "Master Scotto".

It wasn't until the guards disappeared from sight that Alvin Saxon snorted coldly and looked for the last place where he could smell the breath.He rushed into the corridor and jumped onto the beam, but there was no one there.

His pair of fierce eyes stared at the beams where people had been hiding before, looked and looked again, and finally his eyes fell on his hands with sharp nails after taking off the gloves.

Then he walked to Julius Levi's resting place.

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Cyril stepped on the tiles of the temple roof, carrying the ascetic monk's strong body on his back, and moved forward lightly, making almost no sound of footsteps.

"My lord, I'm the one who dragged you down." The ascetic smiled wryly behind him, "If it wasn't for me..."

"Thinking too much, it has nothing to do with you." Cyril interrupted him, "Even if I try my best, I can't take him down immediately. Being able to escape from him without revealing my identity is already the best result. gone."

This statement is not false at all. When he faced Aiwen Saxon, the most clear point was that on this occasion, it was impossible to win or lose with the opponent.

The brief confrontation with the other party before has made Cyril clear that he and Saxon are estimated to be almost the same in strength, and it must be a hard fight to fight.Since it is impossible to tell the winner, then concealing one's identity and concealing oneself is the most optimal method.

Fortunately, he barely exposed anything, only the powerful concealment function of "Hemer's Travel Clothes", and he didn't even show his own elemental attributes in front of Saxon.

He walked quickly, and suddenly heard a slight sound from the roof on one side.He immediately ducked down and hid, and then looked up to observe, but saw a figure struggling to climb up to the roof, then stamped his feet on the roof, and spat forcefully:
"Damn it, how did the roof of the temple be built so high, I almost didn't climb up—"

"Alexios?" Cyril immediately recognized the other party's identity, but before he could speak, he heard Alexios suddenly pull out his long sword, and at the same time raised his hand, a short silver crossbow arrow flew into the air. Shot at Cyril's hiding place.

Cyril reached out his hand to clamp the crossbow arrow, looked at the quenched green light, thought to himself that his attack was really ruthless, and shouted at the same time: "Alexios, don't do it, it's me."

"It's your boy... Earl Adrian?"

Alexios also recognized the voice, he approached in the dark, and took back the long sword after confirming Cyril's identity: "It's really you, what a coincidence, you also went for a walk on the roof."

"Hehe, how can anyone go for a walk on the roof of the temple?" Cyril laughed and suddenly stopped talking - but he heard the sound of running and the shouts of the guards in the corridor under his feet:

"Where did he go? You chase to the left, I'll go to the right!"

The sound of footsteps came and went quickly, and disappeared at the far end in the blink of an eye.

Alexios was a little embarrassed and wanted to say something, but Cyril had already shown a dazed expression and deliberately elongated his tone: "Oh—so you were chased by the guards and hid here!"

"Don't mention it, I was walking well, but suddenly there was a noise in the courtyard, and then there were guards everywhere, I could only start to run away—" Alexios said, his eyes rolled away, realizing something, his face He stared at Cyril with a strange expression on his face: "Speaking of which, Earl Adrian, why are you here?"

His eyes fell on the back of Cyril, even though his surroundings were in a mess, he could vaguely distinguish that there was a person hiding behind Cyril.

"Hey, Earl Adrian, you didn't go to the temple to tie up a nun and come back!"

"...You put it that way, the answer seems to be quite close." Cyril thought for a while, and there was not much difference between an ascetic and a nun in essence.

"Are you people from La Rochelle so fancy?" Alexios was shocked, and subconsciously took two steps away from Cyril.

"What's the matter, let's go back to the rest area and talk about it." Cyril looked down and listened to the real-time search feedback from the guards below him from the wind technique. Someone was already carrying the ladder and was about to go up to the roof.

Alexios's concealment skills are very good, and when the guards are concentrated in the temple, they can return to the rest place more easily.Alexios originally planned to go back to his residence, but Cyril grabbed his arm and turned him directly into La Rochelle's lounge.

As soon as Cyril opened the door, the mage lady who was curled up on the sofa by the door straightened up immediately. She rubbed her eyes, and just about to speak, she saw the young earl pressing two figures on the ground, one left and one right , and then shouted at the top of his voice:

"Treville, come and block the door, don't let him go!"

"Hey, hey, hey!" Alexios turned pale with fright. Before he could resist, the female swordsman rushed out of the house and struck out with a long sword, instantly freezing him inside, and then quickly tied him down to the ground , and put a ball of cotton wool in his mouth.

"Mia, please treat Alden... It's best to let Misha come too."

Miss Mage looked at the gap in the ascetic monk's stomach, nodded hurriedly, called Misha, and started the treatment on the spot.

And Cyril released the sound barrier and closed the doors and windows, allowing Heloise to take out the cotton wool from Alexios' mouth.

"Speak, my ally, Alexios Auditore, why did you sneak into the temple secretly?"

"It's said to be an ally, so why tie me up!" Alexios sat on the chair and stared at Cyril.

"Ah, I'm sorry, it's because Treville acted too quickly. I just told her not to let you go." Cyril spread his hands and said, "But if you talk like this, I think you can be more honest."

"Treville, be kinder to your allies next time."

Heloise nodded dully, then stepped forward and cut the rope binding Alexios.

Alexios, who had regained his freedom, was not happy at all, but he was sandwiched between two professional-level players in front of him and behind him, so he could only squeeze out a smile: "Okay, okay, let's exchange information. "

As he spoke, he took out a thin booklet from his pocket and threw it at Cyril.

"These two books are what I transcribed in the secret room tonight." Alexios said lightly, "I am very concerned about the opening ceremony. I want to know what the liquid fire is. I am lucky. I found the answer."

Cyril opened the booklet, and there were crooked words on Port of New Orville on it, apparently transcribed by Alexios.

"Your handwriting is really ugly."

"Thank you." Alexios didn't care, and continued, "This content comes from "Sea Nerves: Secret Volume III", which tells about the journey of the sea gods and people in the Second Civilization Era."

"And when this godman traveled to an abyss, the sea water turned into flames and spread across three sea areas. He tried to extinguish it with sea water, but the fire burned more and more vigorously."

"The original text is described like this: I saw the fire burning from the depths of the sea, it was endless, it devoured everything; I rolled up the sea, it devoured the sea, I made the cloud water fall, it devoured the cloud water, I gave up Seas, but it follows on..."

Stopped abruptly.

"It's gone here?" Cyril raised his eyebrows and asked.

"No, the content of the secret scroll is mostly incomplete, and it cannot be used to praise the Sea God, so it is unknown to outsiders."

"Then you can find it once, and you are very lucky."

"Indeed, the door of the secret room is open, someone has already entered it before me, that person walked into the depths of the secret room, and I just took the one closest to the door—"

Alexios suddenly frowned.

"It's strange. Few people flip through the books in the secret room. Why did I just take out this book and turn to this page?"

"Because someone read it recently, and often." Mia on the side had finished treating the ascetic monk, straightened up and said, "Mr. Wei, Alden is fine, and just needs to rest for a while, but the battle should It's not enough."

She turned to Alexios and said, "As long as you read this page enough times, you will easily stop at this page. Mr. Auditore must rarely read books."

"I, this..." Alexios wanted to defend, but Cyril sighed: "Don't think about competing with a mage for reading, Your Excellency Auditore."

Alexios shrugged, indicating that he didn't care.

"So what you want to say is that this liquid fire may have appeared in the Second Civilization Era?"

"Yes, Lord Adrian."

"Then where it appeared and how it disappeared, none of these are mentioned?"

"Maybe it will be written in other secret volumes." Alexios said, "But suddenly there was chaos outside, and I couldn't continue to read more, so I had to sneak out."

Cyril nodded slightly, and then pointed to the ascetic monk beside him: "Then in exchange of information - I brought my subordinates from the pier up the mountain. He is familiar with the interior of the Harbor Temple, and I need him."

"While passing through the courtyard of the temple, I saw Marcus Scott knock out Julius Levi, and Scott was actually impersonated by Alvin Saxon. I and him Hand in hand, and retreated—”

"stop!!!"

Alexios suddenly stood up from the chair, resting his forehead with one hand, pointing at Cyril with the other: "Wait, wait, have you started speaking La Rochelle since just now?"

"No, my ally."

"Then why can't I understand? Marcus Scotto is Alvin Saxon? Did you fight him?"

"Indeed."

"Doesn't that mean..."

"Yes, the accident at the opening ceremony was most likely caused by Ivan Saxon—"

Halfway through Cyril's words, he saw Alexios slapping the table and screaming bitterly:

"Urella! So it was you who led the guards here!"

(End of this chapter)