Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 604 The Wine Cellar
Sugar Winkler opened his eyes.

The strange ceiling is gray-brown. In the dark, I can't see the distance between the roof and myself, only a sense of oppression blows over my face.

He was probably in the basement, and the environment felt damp, and the magic power of lightning overflowing from his fingertips seemed to be able to form an arc in the water vapor.

The magic power is still flowing from his fingertips at a slow speed. This method of controlling magic power was learned when he explored his "concentrate a little" spell mode.If you sense it with magic power, you can see the accumulated lightning luster in the direction your fingertips are pointing.

Su Geer clearly knew that he was stunned by drugs, and he also knew that the glass of wine was mixed with drugs—the smell of that inferior drug was pungent just by smelling it. May be intoxicated by this drug.

Well, the person with the brain problem, maybe himself.

But the moment he passed out of the coma, he maintained the magic power loss of this mode.

I hope the earl can see the message he left.

"Where am I……"

He tried to perceive his position through magic power, but the earth element in the basement environment was too strong, so he couldn't extend the range of his magic power at all.

"Thunder flashes."

Su Geer condensed a group of bright lightning at his fingertips, enough to illuminate the environment around him.Only then did he see clearly where he was - a small underground dark room, with a short staircase made of mud on one side, and the exit was tightly sealed with thick stone bricks.

"I thought they would imprison me on a boat and throw my body under the sea, but I didn't expect it to be transferred to land."

He was talking to himself, and there was still a burning sensation in his throat after drinking the drug.

"Then first... find a way to get out of here..."

Su Geer's palm pressed down on the bottom of the stone slab, it was heavy, and there was no sign of being able to push it.Lightning flashed in his palm, and he felt the ground above tremble, and then the heavy stone bricks shattered into pieces and fell onto the stairs.

"I don't really think that this kind of thing can lock up a professional-level mage..."

Su Geer crawled out of the dark room, only to find that he was still in the basement—surrounded by wine barrels one person high and one person wide, obviously a basement for storing wine.

A faint fire illuminated the wine cellar, and he walked silently among the barrels.This space is ridiculously large, what kind of rich and noble family must have such a large basement?
He was looking for the exit of the wine cellar, and suddenly heard a sound, followed by a "creak" sound like a rusted iron door being pushed open, and the corner not far ahead lit up.

At the same time, there were bursts of footsteps and the dialogue of Xin Aowei Port Voice:
"Which one are they going to see?"

"If you want white hair, long ears and red eyes, the third district is..."

"The St. Emma people have such weird tastes? I thought nobody wanted those long ears."

The man muttered and walked straight in the direction of Su Geer.

"Come towards me?"

Surprised, Su Geer hurriedly took a few steps back and hid behind several wooden barrels.However, he saw two figures walking to the place where he was standing before, shaking the wooden barrel vigorously a few times.

There was a sound of "bang bang" in the wooden barrel, which obviously had nothing to do with the wine——

White hair, long ears and red eyes?Are these wine barrels filled with...

"Hey, do I have to carry the bucket up together again? It's so strenuous."

"Stop complaining, work quickly, or the master will blame you later."

"Yes, yes, yes..." One of them said impatiently, then violently lifted the lid of a wine barrel, reached in and groped for a while.The exaggerated height of the wine barrel made half of him fall into it, and then he grabbed something and lifted it vigorously——

He held a pair of long ears in his hand and pulled out the wine barrel.Through the light, Su Geer saw through the gap between the wine barrels that it was a pair of rabbit ears, and under the ears was the body of a petite girl.

"Just this one, and the one next to it, carry them up together."

The man put the girl with rabbit ears back into the wine barrel, carried two wine barrels with the people next to him, and walked out of the cellar staggeringly.

The creaking sound sounded again, the iron door closed, and the heavy footsteps of the two became farther and farther away, and finally disappeared.

The sorcerer who shrank behind the wine barrel stared blankly at the wine barrel he was hiding in, and slowly put his finger on it.

The magic power transmitted the information of the wine barrel to his fingertips. There was no wine in this barrel, but only a small ball filled with it, which was huddled at the bottom of the barrel, warm and motionless.

This wine barrel is like this, the one next to him is also like this, and the one on the left is also like this, and the wine barrels around him, nearly a hundred wine barrels, are all like this.

Inside are all people.

Half-orc.

"Danya here..." He took a deep breath, still a little hard to believe what his eyes saw.

Those mafias actually sent themselves directly to a warehouse hoarding half-orc slaves!
And obviously it's a very important one that's going to be sold, otherwise it's impossible for someone to come here to pick up the goods-wait, who are they talking about?

O'Santa Emma?
Doubts lined up in the mind at this moment. Is this the people from Ao San Emma directly coming to New Aowei Port to discuss the slave trade business?Since it is such an important place, why did the mafia leave itself here?Should I just leave here and report to the earl what happened here?
Although the thoughts in his mind were messy, Su Geer was not panicked.He sat for a while behind these casks, neither lifting the lids to look at them, nor trying to wake any of the orcs who were sleeping in the casks.

Then he stood up and walked slowly to the corner. The heavy iron door did not hinder him. It only needed a little electricity to pass through the lock hole, and the door lock could be easily opened.

After confirming that there were no guards outside the door, he unlocked the door, wrapped himself in a cloak, and walked out of the cellar with his head bowed.

And at the same time.

"Ivan Petronovich Qilianov, the direct supplier of equipment for the Seabird Knights in Brindisi, this is his estate." Cassandra Auditore held Qing Evans's arm Arm, standing in front of the tall stone gate, introducing him.

Evans looked up.

The scene in front of him has already broken his understanding of the "manor". Although some nobles in small towns often build their residences in their own territory as "inner castles", he is still the first to call such a small castle called a manor. See you next time.

"Of course, he is not the one we are going to visit. As a candidate for parliament, he should go to Jufo Island to attend the opening ceremony now." Cassandra smiled, "We are going to visit his daughter, Zoya Peterno Va Kilianov—oh, it should be called Zoya Petronova Butler now."

"Two names?"

"Because she is married, her husband Erlo Butler is an important general in the Brindisi region, and she changed her surname after she married him." Cassandra explained, "She is my good friend for many years. Friends, but I don’t seem to be so satisfied with my married life, and I often need a friend like me to comfort me.”

"Would it be inappropriate to bring me?" Evans laughed.

"How come, she likes to chat with people who can speak well." Cassandra looked at him with affection in her beautiful eyes, "I like it too."

"But I think maybe my speech is enough for a lady?" Evans responded to her gaze, causing Cassandra to laugh, "Hey, my dear Evans, I It’s not a warden who wants to keep his loved ones firmly in his cage and never let them out.”

"Some people like being caged birds, ma'am," Evans responded.

While they were talking, the guard who sent the message finally responded.

The stone door opened.

So they entered the castle.

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Euph Island.

An island not too far from New Orway Port, where the main church of the Harbor Temple is located.Standing on the corner of the silver-white sandy beach in the Trento competition area, you can see the sapphire blue fluorescence from the spire of the "Uria Tower" in the Harbor Sanctuary when the weather is good.

Due to the existence of the Harbor Temple, there are restaurants, commercial streets, theaters or arenas on Jufo Island. There are not many entertainment facilities at all, and it is very prosperous. ".

The Napoleon sailed on the sea, the warship parted from the blue sea, and the white waves drove the approaching fish.

Cyril walked out of the cabin and walked straight to the side of the ship. Miss Elf was standing there with her head lowered, not knowing whether she was looking at the sea or the fish.

"Misha."

Nora and Urella belong to the primordial god system. In order to prevent some religious accidents in the Harbor Temple itself during the opening ceremony, Cyril invited Misha to the opening ceremony, and Misha naturally went with pleasure.

"Did you find anything?" he asked casually.

Misha is not very good at expressing some remarks on her own initiative. She is like a silent entourage, and she only speaks out when it is critically needed.At other times, she just looked down at her book and used her mind to delve into problems that Cyril didn't know.

He didn't expect Misha to say anything, but he didn't expect Miss Elf to raise her head and look at him seriously.

"There is a problem with the sea water."

"Ah?" Cyril looked down, and the sea below was still clean, with white waves churning.

"The taste of the sea has changed." Misha stretched her arm out of the boat, a vine came out from her sleeve, and dropped into the water. Something like petroleum exudes a faint smell.

"The magic power of devout people can penetrate into the turbid things that do not belong to the gods they believe in. As the same as the original gods, I can also perceive that Urella's domain is being invaded."

Cyril pondered for a moment, then said, "Call Neil Alden."

The dervish was on deck quickly, and seeing Misha's cane held up to him, he immediately understood what the latter had discovered.

"Lord Ashvane." He bowed and said, "This is a normal phenomenon."

"Normal phenomenon?" Misha tilted her head in confusion.

"Master Urella's territory is really too wide. He uses the vortex to trap all filthy things, but it is inevitable that there will be spilled elements." Alden explained, "When I stood in the waves in the past, I often could Feel this filth floating around, but soon it will be swallowed up by Lord Urella's mighty power."

"So it's not a red flag, is it?"

"I think so." The ascetic monk replied, "If there is real danger coming, the Harbor Temple will warn."

"But hasn't the sign of danger already appeared?" Cyril thought of what the judge Philip Benjamin said. The reason why the saint died was because she was chosen by the temple.

The reason why the Harbor Sanctuary acted in this way was that the idol gave a sign of the coming disaster.

Neil Alden lowered his eyelids, clasped his hands on his chest, and said in a low voice, "Lord Cloris Benjamin has passed away."

Cyril shook his head,
The ascetic's brain is not easy to use, and his belief in death seems to be unchanged, just like Cyril has told him several times that the death of Clauris Benjamin was not his fault, but he can think instead, It is precisely because he also has sins in his body that he was chosen to kill Cloris Benjamin, so that the sins will not be imposed on others.

It is completely incomprehensible thinking.

"Is there anything else, Lord Earl?" Seeing that Cyril was silent, Alden asked proactively.

"No more." Cyril replied, "We will go to the Harbor Temple in a while, it should be inconvenient for you to enter Jufo Island, right?"

"Yes."

"Then you stay on the boat and meet us. Drake will stay with you, you have to protect him."

Regardless of the ascetic monk's stubbornness, his strength cannot be denied. Cyril knows how difficult it is to deal with a genuine professional level, that weird way of attacking and countershocking.

He was very curious, if Su Geer, who was "concentrated and reached the peak", used his thunder and lightning to attack the ascetic monk who was "boundless and inclusive", would the ascetic monk be able to withstand the former's strength and fight back to defeat Su Ge? Well, it was Su Geer who was able to tear through his waves neatly and defeat the enemy with one blow.

Fortunately, both of them are used by him, so there is no need to get too entangled.

Cyril talked for a while with Miss Misha, who seemed to be still worried, but Nora did not give any new instructions, and everything stayed at the progress of "only knowing that there is a danger".

While they were talking, the Napoleon had already crossed a not-so-far distance and saw Uve Island.

In the distance, a tall tower goes straight into the sky. The white and blue tower looks like flowing waves. Even if you just look at it from a distance, you can see the colors surging on it.

"Is that Uriah Tower?"

Blake Evans stepped onto the deck, squinting into the distance.

"Your Excellency Black, what do you think?" Cyril asked.

"I think..." Black stretched out his hand to stroke his beard, and then said lightly:
"It's not as good as my original church in Solkonan."

　Thinking about...how many branch lines should be written on the side of Evans and Sugar?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)