.Chapter 406 Escape

"Prin, the Great Sword Saint in the Alliance, intends to rebel, and His Majesty ordered the killing on the spot." With the loud orders of the Lion Clan officers, rockets shot towards Prin's house. In an instant, the flames of Prin's house soared into the sky, which attracted special attention on the moonless night.

"I miscalculated. I didn't expect the fifth prince to take action so quickly. Basat, I'll go out to attract the attention of those outsiders later. You can take the opportunity to escape." Plin smiled bitterly and said to Basat beside him. Even the Great Sword Saint can only lose the army, not to mention that the other party is prepared. One person can leave at this time. The key is to give the notification that the princes who were not in the imperial capital that they saw tonight, so as not to be kept in the dark.

Knowing that this is not the time to be pretentious, Barcelona said, "Then be careful. According to the original plan, you go north and I go south. After we complete the task, we will go back to my manor outside the imperial capital to meet. Few people know about that place except you and me."

"good."

The two reached an agreement. Prin drew his sword and roared, raised a wooden table and threw it out at the window. Then, when the fire was slightly reduced, Prin leaped, jumped out of the window, and landed in the garden. As soon as it landed, Prin felt danger coming, and instinctively flashed, and three sharp arrows flew over his scalp.

"Citor, I didn't expect that all the sharpshooters in your league were dispatched. I am really worth a lot of face." Prin said with a wry smile. He drew his sword to face his old friend, which was something Principe didn't want to.

"Prin, just surrender. I and the others will plead with Your Majesty for you. There must be some misunderstanding between you and Your Majesty. It will be fine if you say it." Sito, who was called the sharpshooter by Prin, kindly persuaded Prin.

"Cito, if I tell you that Your Majesty is now looking for someone to pretend, do you believe it?"

"Prin, are you crazy?" Sidor asked in surprise.

"I'm not crazy, I..." Principal wanted to say something else, but an officer shouted loudly: "The traitor Principal, he still wanted to spread rumors and cause trouble when he died. The person came and killed him. His Majesty has an order that those who killed Principal will reward ten thousand taels of gold and be granted a marquis."

Wealth and power are the most touching things. With the roar of the officer, the soldiers who were already a little worried about Plin's identity and dared not come forward. At this time, their eyes began to turn red, and their minds were full of killing the old orc in front of them, and they could make their mark.

With a wry smile, he looked at the people around him, and Principe shouted at Cido, "Cito, what I said is what I saw in the palace tonight. Do you believe it is your own business. But seeing that I have been with you for many years, I feel like asking you to stop here, how about it?"

"...Sorry, Prin. Eat the king's fortune and share his worries." Cisto was silent for a moment and said apologetically to Prin.

Upon hearing this, Principe knew that it was useless, so he gave up and wasted his saliva. He waved his sword and shouted at the soldiers surrounding him: "Prin is here, if you have any life, just come forward." A loud shout shocked the soldier who had been blinded by the interests. He remembered that the old orc he was going to deal with was not an ordinary old orc, and they were afraid that they would dare to take another step forward.

Seeing this, the officer leading the team frowned, waved to his personal guards, and ordered the second plan to be prepared.

"Master" Pulin was confronting the soldiers, and when a shout came from behind him. Pulin saw with his eyes that it was Pan De, the son of his housekeeper, who was struggling to resist the pursuit of the beast soldiers with his sword. Pulin came to Pan De's side in three steps, protected Pan De behind him and asked, "Pan De, where is your father?"

"Chew."

Pulin's body was shocked and looked at the tip of the sword that popped out of his chest in disbelief. He never expected that Pan De, who had grown up and regarded as his nephew, would plot against him at this time.

"Why?" Prin asked with difficulty.

"I'm sorry, sir, I don't want to be a servant for the rest of my life." Pan De whispered, and pulled out the long sword that pierced into Purin's body with a sudden force.

Plin covered his wound and asked with difficulty: "Where are you, your father?"

"...He has returned to the embrace of the beast god." Pan De replied coldly.

"Is it you... who killed him?"

"...No, I can only blame him for not knowing the current affairs." Pan De said after a moment of silence.

"Haha... people die for money, birds die for food? Come on, Pande, if you want to make a name for yourself, my head is not that easy to get." Plin said with a sneer.

"Master, now ** will definitely die, why bother to struggle?"

"Stop talking nonsense. For your father's sake, I advise you to step back quickly. I won't show mercy to you later." Plin said coldly.

...

At the order of the officer leading the team, the beast soldiers shouted and rushed towards the injured Purin. Sidor watched his old friend besieged again and put down the bow and arrow in his hand. He disdained to take advantage of others' danger, and he cared about what Purin said to him before. With his understanding of Purin, Purin did not look like a targetless person. But it was hard to believe that he said that the Beast King was pretending to be someone for the fifth prince. Although the Beast King is now living in simplicity and his attitude towards these old ministers is a bit weird, he said that he is fake...

Just as Sitho was thinking about his worries, he heard a "clang" sound of the window being broken, and a black shadow suddenly jumped out of the burning room. The black shadow was not in love with the battle. After a few jumps disappeared into the vast night. The speed was so fast that Sitho had time to bend his bow and take an arrow.

"Chasing, don't let him run away," the officer leading the team shouted in anger.

"Where are you going?" Plin flashed and blocked the way of the beast soldiers. At this time, Plin was covered in blood, with his own and others'.

"Prin, just surrender. If you don't treat your injuries, it will be too late." Sidor looked at Prin who was struggling and persuaded kindly.

"Cito, do you remember how our teachers evaluated us when we were young?"

One sentence evoked the memories of Cido. He and Plin and Basat joined the previous Great Sword Saint of the Alliance at the same time. When they were about to start their journey, the teacher specially found a fortune teller to divine the three of them. During that fortune telling, Basat would die on the battlefield, and he would die in his home. Only Principe would die at the hands of a slut. But at that time they were young and energetic, how could they take things that were unreliable in their eyes, such as divination. But now it seems that the situation at this time is so similar to the situation mentioned in divination.

"Bowman ready~" A loud shout woke Sidor who was trapped in memory. He saw more than a hundred archers aiming at Principe.

"put"

"don't want"

Cido shouted a little slower, and hundreds of sharp arrows shot at Prin, who was fighting with the orc soldiers. Prin didn't expect that the orc officer who led the team would not care about the lives of his soldiers.

"Pu~Pu~Pu~Pu~" Several arrows shot on Pulin. The beast soldiers who were fighting Pulin were also in trouble and were all caught in arrows and fell to the ground.

"Bastard, who gave you the order?" Sido asked angrily, pulling the orc officer who ordered the arrow to be shot.

"Your Majesty has an order to kill Prin at all costs." The orc officer replied in a deep voice. By the way, he pushed away Sidor's hands holding his collar and said coldly: "Sir Sidor, I am the commander-in-chief of this operation. Don't let me give you a chance to collude with the enemy. You are no better than Prin, your family is quite large."

When Sita heard this, he glared at the orc officer angrily, but he had no choice but to do anything about it. Because just as the orc officer said, his family was in the imperial capital, and he was not like Prin. He had too many concerns.

He looked at Sidor contemptuously, and the orc officer said coldly: "Mr. Sidor, I don't think you are suitable for staying here at this time. I order you to lead the team to capture the escaped man immediately. I suspect that man is Prin's accomplice, and you must capture him alive."

When Sidor heard this, his eyebrows were about to get angry as soon as he stood up. Then the orc officer said slowly, "Think about his family." This sentence made Sidor's anger extinguished.

With a gloomy face, Sidor took his subordinates to chase the escaped person. The orc officer looked at Sidor's departure back and smiled coldly. He said in his heart: "So what about the old qualification? You should just obey me."

After looking at the old orc Prin, who was still insisting, the orc officer ordered loudly: "Don't approach, shoot me to death with a crossbow." The loud voice made Sitho, who was leaving, shocked and couldn't help turning around and bend his bow and arrow.

With a "swoosh", the proud orc officer's military cap flew out. An arrow flew over the orc officer's scalp and cut the orc officer's hair. Seeing this, the orc officer felt a chill in his heart. He knew that this was Sito's warning to him, so that he would not be proud of him.

All the soldiers present looked at their commanders blankly, waiting for their orders. Just now, the orc officer ordered an arrow, and everyone was waiting for their commanders to order them to shoot them, but they were not allowed to give them orders. They couldn't help but look at their commanders.

"What are you watching me do? Put down the bow and arrow and kill the rebel Principe." The orc officer yelled at his subordinates with a ugly expression. Although he was the commander-in-chief of this time, if that Sido really killed himself, the Beast King would scold Sido at most, and he would not do anything to Sido because of himself. The orc officer himself knew very well.

But what was unexpected was that when the beast soldiers came to their senses, they found that their target, the thief Pulin, had disappeared. Just as they collectively looked at the orc officer, Pulin took the opportunity to escape. This was something that no one expected, and no one expected that the Great Sword Saint, who was known for fighting to the death, would escape. Everyone was stunned.
Chapter completed!