Release that Witch

In fact, there are more than one such mouse. The iron axe looks at the person who is caught with a blank expression. "You are already the third person to escape from the jetty. The fugitives also said that you are not coming from the west. Is there any last word to explain?"

The two people who had been caught before, after cutting **** with a short sword, immediately confessed their own origins and goals. Of course, their bodies have been thrown into the canal. The iron axe has never been a soft-hearted person. The experience of the struggle in Tiesha City tells him that the best way to deal with this sneak peek is to extend the hand of the world. A break. But what surprised him was that the hands were tied, and the guys who were crushed on the ground looked very healthy and not as sick as they were.

Is it difficult to be a squad who sent troops?

"I am not your enemy," he said with a sigh of relief. "My name is Hill Fox, and Tassa knows my name!"

......

Tassa had not left the dock area yet. After being called by the subordinates of the iron axe, he glanced at Hill and grinned. "This man is a black hammer."

"Not your person?" asked the iron axe.

"I have nothing to do with me, just a mouse that has just entered the line."

"You deceived the black hammer and deceived your fingers," Hill said suddenly. "You are not working for Tefco, but for the Royal Highness of Roland Wimbledon!"

"He knows too much." Tassa made a slap on the iron axe. "The best place for this person is the canal."

He is still talking about himself from the ground up: "I have heard the content of the mercenary propaganda, we can cooperate! I am willing to work for His Royal Highness!"

"His Royal Highness does not need the allegiance of the mouse," the iron axe pulled out the sword.

"I am not a mouse, I am... the free people of Wangcheng, I am the enemy of Tefko!" Hill said loudly.

"Wait," Tassa called the iron axe and walked to the other side. The latter looked up and looked at the guard without fear. There seemed to be something burning in her eyes.

It turned out to be the case... This is the answer that I never understood when I first saw him, Tassa thought. His eyes were filled with hatred. This hatred was so strong that even if he deliberately concealed it, he could not completely obscure the anger.

"Talk about it, why you want to work for Your Royal Highness."

"I did live in Beicheng District, and occasionally went to the underground to graffiti, but I didn't lose my family's property because of gambling. My wife didn't run away with others..." Hill gnashed his teeth. "She is being charged." dead!"

The story is not complicated, and Tassa quickly figured out the ins and outs.

He and his wife were originally members of the Dove and Hat Acrobatic Troupe, and often performed in the inner city of Wangdu. The acrobatic group is not big, only seven people, the atmosphere is very harmonious. The wife, as the only woman in the group, has been consistently pursued by everyone. In the end, Hill won the victory and won her heart. The days after the marriage are very sweet, and it will take a long time for the two to accumulate savings in the inner city. But all this was destroyed by the Fitch's witch raids. Under the leadership of Langley, the patrols were like a group of mad dogs to arrest the suspects, and her wife was one of the unfortunate victims.

Hill Fox had thought that as long as he paid the ransom, he would be able to release his wife, and if he could not help, he would go to prison to see her. The warden accepted the ransom, but did not release her, and did not even promise him to visit the prison, but to appease that after waiting for a while to determine that his wife is not a witch, she would naturally let her out. As a result, I did not expect the situation to turn sharply. When he was notified to the prisoner, he saw a scarred body.

Hill angered Langley to ask for a statement, but eventually the prison director, the prisoner and the guards were only sentenced to ten whippings, and fined twenty-six silver wolves, and they were compensated by three gold dragons. Such a decision was completely unacceptable. He even found the patrol's top official, the steel heart knight, Sir Weimas, but the move still did not help. The jazz told him that Langley was a confidant of Tiffco Wimbledon, and that the new patrols were also his minions. At the same time, the search for the witch is the will of His Majesty. Even if the Minister of Justice sends a labor, he will not say a word to him.

Hill then decided to avenge the new king, and he did not expect that this decision was recognized by all the partners of the Acrobatic Troupe. However, a group of people who have no fighting skills, no wealth and subordinate actors who want to seek revenge are almost impossible goals. What Hill can think of is that he only collects information from Fife and provides him with enemies, such as the Queen of Water, Garcia. They have joined different Black Street organizations to lurk and collect any clues related to the new king.

He secretly monitors Tasa's movements for this reason. If Tefko wants to expel the refugees, he should try to stop it. However, it was too late to take action, and the plague broke out. Tassa also suspended the transport of fugitives. Until today, Hill found these people to act again. In order to find out, he simply became a refugee and mixed into the crowd. In the end, he found out that the real people of Tassa were Roland Wimbledon and the four princes of the Grey Fort.

Undoubtedly, as a member of the qualification to compete in the gray castle throne, he is also the enemy of Tefko.

Probably in Hill's eyes, as long as he can defeat the new king, even if he works for the devil.

"The last question, if you mix in the crowd and inquire about the news, have you ever thought about the possibility of being infected?" Tassa asked with interest. "I don't think a person with a revenge goal will despise his life." ""

"I have an antidote," Hilnu said. "In my underwear pocket, the Acrobatic group's partners spend most of their homes bought from the black market."

Tassa stretched out and touched a clear vial with a thick index finger, which seemed to be filled with a blue liquid. He handed the bottle to the iron axe, "The Holy Spirit of the Church... I think His Royal Highness should be interested in this thing."

"This person..." The iron axe took the bottle and asked, "What do you think?"

"Oh," Tassa touched his chin. If it was normal, he would not verify the authenticity of this statement. He would only choose the safest way to send him directly. But just in the camp, someone can accurately judge whether he is lying. "I want to ask Miss Nightingale to verify it."

......

In the evening, Tassa returned to the underground trumpeter.

The spirit of the black hammer is obviously not very good. The spread of the plague recently reduced the pub business to freezing point, and the infection of the silver ring and the clay pot aggravated his uneasiness.

Hill didn't happen like anything, sitting across from Tassa with a little restraint as usual.

The guards smiled and threw a small bag of golden dragons to the black hammer. "Without such suppression, I want to tell you good news and business."

The black hammer counted the coins again, and the income was in the arms, and there was no power. "No business is accepted. Now the evils are rampant, who dares to hang out? The money that is earned is not enough for everyone to buy the Holy Spirit." How expensive is a bottle of medicine in the black market now? At least twenty-five golden dragons!"

"So smart," Tassa said with a smile. "I want to say that this business is just buying medicine," he paused. "...to deal with the special effects of the evil." (To be continued.)