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Chapter forty-five guest down

"What?! Lord Baron, we have withstood countless tortures! The loyalty to the God of Courage is beyond refutation!" The two knights were incredible and both shouted, even trying to rush to the high platform.

In front of the two beastly-like captive knights, Baron Fossa was frightened and stood up involuntarily, trying to hide behind the chair. Because the verdict was too sudden, most of the captive knights present felt completely incredible and did not react from the shock at all, so no one reacted to stop the two crazy captive knights. Only the Baron's loyal guard captain rushed to the front of the master in time, but was knocked away by the two desperate captive knights!

The eighth-level Baron Fossa had already been panicked and didn't know how to deal with it. When he was about to be grabbed by two enfeoffed knights, a clear and clear sound suddenly sounded in the judgement hall, which was the sound of a sharp sword being unsheathed!

The fingers of the two captive knights were about to touch Fossa's clothes, but suddenly flew out and flew into the crowd, knocking down a large number of onlookers. When the embarrassed people got up one after another, they found that they were stained with large pieces of blood. However, the two captive knights fell to the ground and could only keep rolling in pain and shouting, and blood kept pouring out from their limbs.

Pelisa seemed to have moved for a moment, but now he slowly slowly put the short sword in the sheath with ease, fearing that others would not see its cold blade. It turned out that in a moment, he had already set out his sword to cut off the veins of the two enfeoffed knights, and nullified their ability to move.

"If you dare to attack the lord, you should be hanged." Pelisakin said lightly.

Most people in the chamber looked at Baron Fossa. Everyone knew about Pelisakin's reputation, and only Fossa was present to compete with Pelisakin in terms of identity.

Baron Fossa's face was sometimes blue and white, and hesitated and struggled repeatedly, but the faint stinging pain that appeared from time to time always reminded him that Pelisakin could not help but disobey. The stinging pain was the murderous aura of Pelisakin. Fossa was really worried that if he angered this moody guy, would he directly kill everyone in the Judgment Hall and declare that they were all complicitors of the invasion of the devil.

Fosa finally gritted his teeth and said, "Baron Pelisakin is right. He colluded with the invading devil and attacked the lord. Any of these two charges is enough to be hanged! Drag them out and hung them on the gallows!"

The guards dragged out the two captive knights who were constantly cursing and scolding, and Baron Fossa sat back to his position. After a while, he felt weak and breathless. The chair under his butt was even more lit up, and he couldn't sit steadily. The gazes cast by the silent crowd made him feel strange. Fossa knew that in his lifetime, there would probably be no one to defect to him. The lord who was unable to protect his subordinates was no more deadly than this for a noble.

This is what Pelisakin wants to see.

Pelisakin laughed happily, approached Fossa, and whispered: "Sir Mintai had a good relationship with me when he was alive, and was barely considered a friend. Since he died at the hands of the invader, I had to do something for him. After a while, let his wife, sister and two daughters come to the room to wait for me."

Fosa nodded expressionlessly, his movements were extremely stiff.

A moment later, Sir Mintai's wife, sister and two older daughters were taken by the guards to a room in the corner of the castle. The guards outside the room were no longer Fossa's guards, but Pelisakin's knight.

Mintai's two daughters, one is fourteen and the other is twelve years old, and they look pretty and lovely because of their youth. They were frightened by the convention hall and looked at this room that was not like a prison with some restlessness.

At this time the door was pushed open, and Pelisakin walked in. He stood at the door, slowly taking off his gloves, while patrolling the women in the room. Mintai's wife stepped forward and said with surprise: "Dear Baron, did you save us?"

The youngest daughter rushed into Pelisakin's arms and shouted at her uncle. But she suddenly screamed and ran away, covering her chest with her arms. She was pinched and hurt!

Mintai's wife and sister were both shocked and said, "Baron, you..."

Mintay and Pelisarkin are indeed good friends, and have had a lot of contacts, at least they used to be. And now...

The woman's screams and cries kept ringing in the room, but after a few loud whippings, they all turned into low sobs and moans, but the roar and panting of Pelisakin became louder and louder.

The two knights outside the door stood upright like two metal statues. Their cold eyes scanned the dark and deep corridors, ready to drive away all those who dared to get closer.

In the advance base, Richard was carefully inserting a magic needle into the magic lock on Essin's diary, and then inputting a wisp of magic power on the needle body. The magic lock suddenly lit up, a blue flame appeared, and then it completely dimmed. With a slight sound, the lock bounced open on its own.

Richard smiled slightly, very satisfied with the research results he had spent some time to achieve. In the process of cracking this magic lock, he not only revisited some theories of some special magic arrays, but also had a clearer understanding of the magic level of the original plane. In addition, he seemed to have grasped some subtle differences. Next time he should try to make the structure with the original materials of this plane.

The diary is not much, and only the most important event, Essin, will record this precious note. The priest's font is vigorous and powerful, and a strong sacred aura comes to his face. In the diary, Essin records an incident in which a priest was lured and fallen by the devil when he first arrived at the temple. It was fifteen years ago. In order to save the life of his terminally illegitimate daughter, an old fifth-level priest secretly learned taboo summoning techniques and established an altar for the summoning of the devil in his basement. However, as soon as he traded his soul to the devil, he was noticed by the temple and was eventually sent to the gallows. The illegitimate daughter and her mother were also thrown into the lord's black prison and tortured to death.

However, an accident occurred while trying to destroy the altar. The devil summoned by the old priest was actually very powerful. Although its body could not pass through the summoning gate, it threw two small devils with great strength over. In order to kill these two small devils, the Knights of the Temple paid the lives of six knights. Essin was also bitten. Fortunately, his divine power was strong enough, and in the end it dispelled the devil's power to erode the soul and avoided the fate of passive depravity.

At the end of this incident, Essin recorded his concerns. The little devil is just the most basic creature in the hell plane. After being cast into this plane, under the suppression of plane rules, the elite Templar Knights still paid a heavy price. If there is a way to connect hell and the original plane in the future, wouldn’t it be a disaster for the entire plane?
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