The giant eagle fell from the sky, its wings blocking the sunshine in the sky, and the shadows enveloped Matt and the children on the street. It stretched out its sharp claws, and several feathers fell on its flapping wings.

Matt gritted his teeth and hugged the child in his arms and lay on the street. He knew he could not run away, but if he could, he might be able to protect the child. Just push the child away the moment the giant eagle grabbed him.

Damn beast, Matt thought so, looking at the approaching shadows on the ground, waiting for the pain that was about to come.

"Bang!" A window on the street broke open, and fragments of glass fell all over the floor. Something rushed out of the window. What was it? Matt didn't see clearly.

But he heard a sound, a sound like something was cut open, and a roar.

"prick--!"

"Ri!"

Then something seemed to splash in the sky and landed on him.

Matt turned around and saw a scene that he could never forget in his life.

A not-tall figure stood in front of him, holding a long black knife in her hand. Her back was facing the light, making people unable to see her appearance, and only one of her back was seen.

The giant eagle in the sky was cut in half, with its wings spreading, maintaining its pounce, but its eyes were staring at the top of its body.

Its body stiffened and fell to the ground, and blood fell from the sky like raindrops, falling on Matt's cheek.

Until the giant eagle's body fell down, it made a dull and loud sound.

Matt immediately covered the eyes of the child in his arms and did not allow him to see such a bloody scene.

"early!"

A call came from the tavern on the street, and another older boy ran out of the tavern.

Only then did Matt remember the two of them, they were strangers who had dinner at the bar counter last night, a boy and a girl.

When I first stood on the street, I didn't look at the corpse of the giant eagle that fell to the ground, and turned around and looked at Mann.

"Are you okay?" Mann asked breathlessly, and he ran out of his room when he saw him rushing out of the window.

Chu shook his head lightly and didn't say anything.

Mann gasped for a while, looked at the corpses and blood on the ground, and then at Matt who was sitting aside and the children in his arms. To be honest, the smell of blood overflowing on the street made him feel a little uncomfortable, but he still tried hard to calm himself down.

At this time, the streets were already in chaos. The beasts that flew into the city through the rain of arrows were attacking things and humans that could be attacked. On the city's far away, soldiers were already fighting with the beasts. They roared angrily, accompanied by the roar of the beasts.

After a while, Mann gritted his teeth and looked up at Chu and asked.

"So, what do you think?"

What do you think? Naturally, whether to leave or stay.

Chu held the knife in his hand, was silent for a moment, and said, "They haven't taken away our goods yet."

"Ha." Mann smiled bitterly with an ugly look on his face.

"Of course, we are honest businessmen."

Since the other party has given the money, you must hand over the goods to the other party intact.

"You can make sure you are safe, right?" Mann confirmed to Chu seriously.

"Of course." At first glance, he looked at the city wall in the distance, but it was just a group of wild beasts, and he could not threaten her.

OK, hopefully I didn't make a stupid decision.

Mann sighed and tugged at his mouth and smiled.

"Then, take me to the city wall and we'll meet that city lord."

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On the city wall, the attack of wild beasts has been fully launched, every place is under attack, and every place is struggling to support it.

The soldiers of Hiskama, the soldiers supported by the Kingdom, and the hired adventurers were all fighting to the death. The difference is that the soldiers of Hiskama did not intend to retreat. The soldiers supported by the Kingdom were considering the chance of victory, while the hired adventurers were judging whether they needed to retreat.

"ah!"

A soldier screamed and cut down a monkey that bit his arm with his sword, but before he could breathe, another beast rushed up.

He had no time to prepare for defense, so he could only watch the beast approaching.

He thought he was going to die here, but suddenly he grabbed him from behind with one hand and pulled him back.

Then a long sword stained with blood pierced out from his side, stabbed it onto the pounced beast, and pierced it to the ground.

"Hu, Hu." The soldier who survived the disaster breathed heavily.

A man limped out from behind him.

The soldier then saw who the person who saved him was, the lord of the city, the Heskama, who had the same name as the city.

At this time, Xiskama was already panting. The sword in his hand stood on the ground, supporting his body. His armor was covered in blood, and it was impossible to tell whether it was his own blood or the blood of a beast.

"Support." He patted the soldier on the shoulder.

The soldier could feel the heavy weight of the hand pressing on his shoulders and the solemnity in Hiskama's eyes. He seemed to have entrusted the fate of the city in his hands, or in the hands of everyone here.

"For the oath to the kingdom."

There seems to be a will in Hiskama's body, a will that can infect people around him.

"Ah." The soldier nodded gasping and looked at the chaotic battlefield.

Yes, what else can I do if I have already done this?

"For the oath to the kingdom." He murmured to himself, holding his sword and facing the beasts in the city.

In fact, he was almost forgetting what kind of oath he made to the kingdom when he joined the army, but at this moment of life and death, when he read this sentence, he felt a sense of passion.

That's enough, this is his oath to the kingdom.

Shiskama dragged his injured leg to another battle wall. He was more persistent than anyone here, and he had to keep it here.

But is he really just fighting for his oath to the kingdom? It's not.

He didn't care so much about that illusory oath. He cared about the promise he had made to his father, promising that he would use his life to protect the city guarded by his ancestors and the people of this city.

"From today on your name, Hiskama." This is the first sentence his father said when he was born.

"Promise me, you will always protect this place. This is the promise between us men." This is the agreement his uncle made with him on his eighteenth birthday.

"Now, make a vow to me that you will garrison this land with your life until your sword is broken, until your armor is broken, until your blood is gone."

This was the only thing his father said to him when he inherited the position of the city lord.

He has experienced the most rigorous training and education since he was a child, just to protect this place, and this is true for every generation of Hiskama.

They cannot leave this place for the rest of their lives, their lives were born here and could only end here.

What a joke, Xiskama looked at the beast on the city wall with blood.

My family gave up all the city they guarded, how could they let you trample on it like this!

"Wingline! Defend this place!" Xiskama shouted loudly, holding the sword in his hand.

"For, Xiskama!"
Chapter completed!