Knight and Wand

Chapter 37: Sneaking into the enemy camp
Leon deftly removed the armor and clothes from the Kantadar cavalry, and put on the equipment he had taken from the dead bodies without changing his expression.

With the help of Azerien, he straightened the joints of the armor on his body.

Leon adjusted his arm armor and greaves, bent down to pick up the longbow, slung his cavalry sword, kicked his boots, and finally raised his hand and clicked off the human face mask on his helmet.

He turned around and looked at his companions who had already changed into their armor.

Azerien and Lohak, who were wearing face masks, also could not be identified from the outside.

At this moment, as long as they did not take off the bearded human-faced iron masks characteristic of the Kantardar army, they would look no different from those guys.

Of course, with the exception of Azerien who can speak Uriah, Leon and Lohak's identities would be immediately exposed as soon as they spoke.

Lifting the mask again, Leon urged upstairs: "Lina, have you changed your clothes? We are leaving."

"Yeah~! I'm done changing. Wait for me."

The girl put on her clothes and pants, carried her luggage and quickly responded from the second floor and walked down the stairs.

The moment she looked down and saw the three people clearly, the brown-haired girl instinctively trembled in fear of their appearance.

Apparently those brutal and terrifying Kantadar cavalry had left her with an indelible impression of terror.

When Leon saw that the girl whose dress had been torn earlier had put on the outer clothes they had taken off, he waved to her to follow.

Everyone left the windmill, closed the wooden door, untied the reins of the war horses outside, and climbed onto the horses with the girl.

The three of them escorted the mountain girl named Lina to the east side of the hillside and then put her down.

"You know how to get to the nearby town, right? We can't take you anymore," Leon asked.

"Yeah!" The girl nodded vigorously with red eyes.

"I know the way, big brother, don't worry, I will find the lord's army to help. You and Sister Olivia must escape safely!"

Leon raised his iron hand and rubbed her hair: "Thank you for your good words, let's go quickly, and be careful on the road."

The girl wiped her tears, turned around, and ran away with her little feet.

After watching her back disappear, Leon took off his mask, pulled the reins, gently squeezed the horse's belly, and galloped towards Selva Village with his companions.

Led by Azerien, the three men rode their horses side by side in silence.

According to the last thing the girl saw, Olivia was locked up in the community house in the center of the village.

Leon just hoped that Azerien's rhetoric would successfully deceive the enemy guards.

In such a hurry, there was really no more reliable rescue plan, and they could only hope to improvise.

Leon knew in his heart that such a reckless action was simply crazy.

But the moment they learned of Olivia's whereabouts from the girl, the three of them stopped talking and hesitated, and voted together to make this life-threatening decision.

Whether it is the righteous indignation of not being able to abandon a friend in distress.

Or face the hatred of the Kantardar goons.

None of the teenagers would regret the risks and costs they might have paid.

“Leon, I suddenly feel like we are the knights trying to save the princess in a heroic drama,” the leader Azerien joked.

"Then I hope this is at least not a stupid tragedy." Leon smiled bitterly.

"Ilariel is watching us. This will not be a tragedy. My sister is still waiting for me. When I tell her about today in the future, she will definitely be proud of me." Lohak's voice affirmed in a muffled voice behind the mask.

With courage and a hint of trepidation in their hearts, the three men rode their horses into the village entrance.

However, to their surprise, not only did they not encounter the expected interrogation, they did not even encounter patrol officers while walking on the roads in the village.

Along the way, we could only see some horses tied outside the doors of some houses, and occasionally hear the unbearable atrocities and crimes inside the houses.

Looking at the severed limbs and corpses that had no one to collect in the streets, Leon couldn't help feeling more and more angry.

The tragedy, which the old, young, women, teenagers and children had only glimpsed in history books in the past, was constantly tormenting his basic conscience, which was born in a peaceful modern era.

Bursts of dirty and violent laughter came from the alleyway they were passing by, and the three of them looked over instinctively.

Several untidy Kantardar cavalrymen were gathered in the shadows, doing cruel things that were abhorrent to both humans and gods.

But the woman in the middle, with her limbs hanging down limply, her eyes out of focus, and her body covered in wounds, seemed to have no signs of life at all.

Lohak's arms couldn't help but tremble. His mother died tragically in such a brutal act! He wanted to ride his horse and kill all these beasts!
Leon was also filled with murderous intent. He gritted his teeth and turned his head away with difficulty, unable to bear to watch the tragedy.

(Uriah) "Get lost! Lowly mercenary, don't disturb our fun."

A squire of the Kantadar knight, with his lower body naked, saw three "mercenary cavalrymen" outside the alley and waved his hand impatiently to drive them away.

Azerien glimpsed Lohak's trembling body beside him. He suppressed his anger and warned his companions: "Don't forget our purpose."

The mask covered Lohak's face, which was hideous and stiff, and he nodded silently, urged his horse to speed up, and left the alley. Inside the village house.

"Are you really just the blacksmith's daughter in this mountain village?"

Baron Dausen, dressed in a gorgeous black robe and silver armor, looked at the beautiful girl in front of him with a playful look.

Two of his noble knights were holding halberds and axes, one on the left and one on the right, with the axe blades firmly on the shoulders and neck of the blonde girl.

This posture of being on high alert does not seem like restraining a girl of only fifteen or sixteen years old, but rather like confronting a ferocious beast.

Olivia's cold green eyes looked indifferently at the Kantadar noble in front of her without saying a word. In her folded hands, the long sword was still firmly held in front of her.

Her father's life was in danger, so she had to give up resistance.

But the girl did not choose to lay down her weapon, nor did she accept any restraints.

Continuing to resist would result in her father's death, but she also knew that if she surrendered, her father's life or death would be decided entirely by these Kantardars.

And these shameless villains will obviously not abide by any unequal agreement.

Fortunately, Olivia now still has one last bargaining chip that can make her feel ashamed.

"Answer my question, girl. The fate of you and your father is now in my hands." Dawson said with a smile in his thick accent.

He didn't believe that any little girl who grew up in the mountains could defeat his brave knight in a head-on duel.

"I want to see my father. Let me be alone with my father."

Olivia spoke quietly, not following the other party's rhythm at all.

Duosen raised his eyebrows, walked forward, raised his iron gloves and gently pinched the girl's delicate cheek, his eyes full of admiration and displeasure.

"You don't understand your situation, or my Firo language is not standard? Or do you have to be stripped naked and thrown on the bed before you can answer my questions honestly?"

Clang!
In an instant, the two swords collided, and the violent collision of the blades produced sparks.

Baron Dawson unsheathed his sword and blocked the sharp blade that was slashing towards his crotch from bottom to top.

He took a few quick steps back to create some distance between them, then he swung the hilt of the sword in his hand and once again exclaimed in admiration.

The sword was so fast that even I could hardly catch it. No wonder Mamuel couldn't beat her.

Seeing that the feudal lord was almost left without any descendants, the knights on both sides were furious and immediately crossed their axes and pressed them against the girl's slender neck.

The guards at the door also drew their weapons, each of them as if facing a powerful enemy.

"Ah~" Baron Dausen raised his hand to stop his subordinates.

Olivia calmly put away her sword, not paying any attention to the weapons coming from the knights on both sides.

"I repeat, I want to see my father, and you must ensure that he survives."

As she spoke, the girl raised the sword in her hand indifferently and placed it on her neck: "Otherwise, you will only get a headless corpse."

Being outmaneuvered, Baron Dausen narrowed his eyes, but was not angry. He smiled and liked the girl more and more.

Compared to those fragile women who have long been tired of playing.

It is more pleasurable to tame this cold and arrogant little lion.

Baron Dawson put away his sword and ordered his men: (Uriah) "Go, bring her father here."

After saying that, he looked at the girl and said, "Just consider it as your temporary victory, little one, but I will only give you half a day to reunite, and when I come here next time, I hope you can greet me naked, and preferably without any weapons in your hands."

The baron waved his hand jokingly, and turned away with his followers: "Otherwise, I will cut off all the protruding parts of your father's body. In front of you."

Olivia watched the Kantadars leave indifferently. Only after the door closed tightly did she put down the sword on her neck.

After a long time, the door was pushed open again and two Kantadar soldiers carried her father in.

The soldier put the old man down, and then quickly left the room without daring to stay a moment longer.

Olivia hurried forward and bent down to check anxiously.

Fortunately, although my father was lying on the ground unconscious, his breathing was still even and he seemed to have just fallen into a coma.

It's almost impossible to stay strong anymore.

The girl's emerald green eyes drooped sadly, leaving only a hint of helplessness and confusion in her heart.

".Father, what should I do?"

The girl's murmur was slightly choked with sobs.

(End of this chapter)