"Tsk" Geersmi bared his teeth, holding back the pain, and prepared to continue taking Charanlot away.

"Die!"

An angry shout rang out, and then the spear was held again and thrust out of Gersmi's back.

The blood on the hot gun blade evaporated, and bursts of white gas emerged.

The man's eyes seemed to lose focus, and he slowly knelt down and fell. Then Valina pulled out the spear, shook off the blood on it, and let him fall.

"Now, you are the only one left, Charlanlot, hahahaha." The female warrior covered her face with one hand and laughed wildly.

At some point, one of her eyes was blinded during the battle, which greatly stimulated her nerves.

"No, don't." Letting go of Gersmi's hand, Charlanlot retreated uneasily. However, this was the rooftop of the castle on the top of the mountain, and beyond that, there was the cliff of the abyss.

"No, haha, you don't want it just because you said you don't want it, you are so willful." Valina seemed to be enjoying the current situation. Looking at Charanlot's fearful look, a twisted pleasure arose in her heart.

Yes, that's it. Take a look. This is the descendant of the Red Dragon family. He is so timid and weak. It's really funny.

"Don't harm the eldest lady!" Seeing that Charallot was in danger, the remaining loyal knights came again.

However, what greeted them was the ruthless gun blade.

The red tip of the spear split the atmosphere, bringing up streams of warm blood, harvesting fresh lives one by one.

"This is war, this is reality. Charlanlot, what sweet dreams are you still having? It's really ridiculous."

Seeing the flowers in the greenhouse gathering dust and dying prematurely seemed to be Valina's greatest relief.

Her background was not good, and she was bullied by the noble children when she was a child. Countless people laughed at her dark brown complexion, thinking that she was a natural slave and should accept everything calmly.

Being pushed to the ground, with the sole of her foot stepping on her cheek and rubbing against the ground, Valina will never forget that memory in her life.

These hateful nobles, the so-called "nobles" of honor, abuse others to their heart's content, trampling other people's dignity and everything into the soil.

And now it's finally her turn for revenge.

She didn't care about the emperor, as long as the other party could give her strength and salary, it was enough. As for overthrowing the old nobles, she was extremely happy to see such a scene.

Her past enemies had already been killed by her during the purge, but this didn't seem to satisfy her, and she always felt that it was still a bit lacking.

Yes, the Paskar family, the most noble and powerful aristocratic family in the south, is the ultimate target of his revenge. If it weren't for their indulgence and rule, how could everything be what it is today.

And only that noble bloodline falling under the tip of her spear can satisfy her empty heart.

So, please die here, Charlotte.

Valina once again grasped the spear and stabbed the delicate pink-haired girl. Her fair skin and collarbone were so out of place in the flames and dust.

Seeing the gun blade aimed at her chest, Charlanlot felt that everything slowed down.

The tip of the gun was scorching hot, and there was the smell of unfinished smoke in the air. The scorched earth and gravel on the ground rubbed against the soles of the feet. Not far away, Gelsmith's body was slowly flowing with dark red blood, and the blood stains were as small as small ones.

Like a small stream, it slowly swallows up the sand and debris along the way and twists forward on the ground.

Are you going to die?

Maybe this way I can see my parents and a few brothers and sisters.

The sharp point of the spear gradually stung her body, and she could already anticipate the burning heat and coldness that would penetrate her body.

There was no way to retreat anymore. Her legs were trembling and restless. She lost her balance in the rush and fell backward.

Suddenly, a shout exploded on the top of the mountain. The voice, which seemed to be filled with flames, was so urgent that it once again dragged Charanlot into reality.

"Get me!"

An arm opened in the air, hugged Charlanlot around the waist in the strong wind, and took her away from the ground.

She felt pain surge through her waist from the impact, but Charlanlot still held on to the unknown arm firmly.

The red spear pierced the attacker's back, leaving a shallow blood mark, and then let the attacker fly away.

Seeing this scene, Valina was shocked and angry. She grabbed her spear and kicked her feet, ready to catch up immediately. Unfortunately, a hand held her ankle at this moment.

"Death!" Valina turned her head and saw Gershmir's outstretched right hand, stabbing the opponent's arm off with one shot. However, Charanlot's figure had already turned into a back dozens of meters away in the air.

A flaming phoenix flew at high speed on the mountain top, while the rider on its back held Charanlot tightly and led her to escape from the fallen battlefield.

"Shoot them down!" Sinclair ordered, waving his sword.

There was a burst of intensive sound of crossbows on the rooftop, and the enchanted expensive arrows swished into the air and disappeared from the backs of the two people.

The rider pulled Charlanlot down and suddenly bent down, trying his best to dodge the arrows, but many of them still penetrated into her back, seriously injuring the Sky Knight. A few arrow tips came out of his chest, and there were bursts of blood foam.

spilled from the mouth.

The flaming phoenix beneath him made a mournful sound, and then accelerated again, like a fiery new star rushing through the night, across the twilight sky.

"Tsk!"

In the bunker at the foot of the mountain, the general looked at this scene and spat again, unwillingly hitting the stone wall with his fist, shaking off bursts of dust.

"She actually let her escape." He didn't want to look at the distant flaming meteor anymore, so he turned around.

In the dim bunker, several candles were lit at the moment, and a tired blond girl lay on a small bed for rest. There was still a lot of dust and blood on her skin and face.

Looking at the girl with her eyes closed, the general lovingly asked someone to take a handkerchief and wipe it gently.

"Thank you for your hard work this time, Ojoni."

"Someone, prepare a quiet and comfortable room for her so that she can have a good rest. Also, send a few more guards to guard her so that no one else can disturb her."

"Understood, sir." A soldier stood at attention and saluted, and then asked someone to make arrangements.

After the silence was restored again, the general's mood slowly subsided, and then he came back to the window.

Looking at the ruined castle burning with dark fire, there were countless fallen corpses and weapons, and there were scorch marks and dark red blood stains everywhere.

"How long will this meaningless battle continue?"

He put on his coat, lit a cigarette, and sat quietly at the table, looking at the messy map with countless marks in front of him.

"Ask the legion commanders to meet me in a quarter of an hour, and I will arrange the next actions."

"Yes, sir."

In the night, these imperial legionnaires slowly gathered again to organize and take stock.
Chapter completed!