The scream of arrows breaking through the air echoed over the Cantland military camp for a long time. When Groan, who was surrounded by soldiers, noticed something strange, he subconsciously closed his eyes and waited for death. His face was vaguely seen with helpless and dark expression.

His mind was blank, and all the complicated thoughts were shattered and disappeared in the moment when the arrows shot out.

Is he capable of avoiding the arrows of countless powerful crossbows? No! So the only thing he can do is wait for the arrival of death.

However, death seemed to come a little slower, even slower than imagined. He thought it was his illusion of consciousness that slowed down time because his body had not felt the biting pain of the arrow breaking through the leather armor and penetrated into the body.

He did not dare to open his eyes. There were very few people who really dared to face bloody death, and he was obviously no longer among them. He was afraid that when he opened his eyes, an arrow would appear in front of his eyes and then, cruelly shot into his head.

This idea was horrible, and there was more horror in his consciousness.

Waiting for death is undoubtedly a painful thing. You know when you will die suddenly, maybe the next moment, or maybe the next moment, people's patience is limited, especially when death has not arrived for a long time.

There will be a time when people will completely collapse.

Groan was about to collapse because he was not dead yet.

So, he decided to open his eyes.

The blurred vision began to become clear. He did not see the terrifying scene with the arrow close to him, but he saw another scene that shocked and terrified him.

He saw a hedgehog.

No, to be more precise, he saw a man covered with black arrows!

And this person. He is Devite!

...

Dewit's eyes widened with incredible eyes. He kept this expression on his face as the arrows shot into his body.

The vitality of the superior strong man is undoubtedly strong. Even though he shot countless arrows that would surely die, even if his heart broke through and teared several holes, Devith still did not fall down and die.

His thinking seemed to be in a daze, stopped, and remained motionless.

For a long time, for a long time.

He turned his head, which was wearing a helmet, and his dark eyes stared at a person from afar.

"Why?"

His voice was not loud. But everyone heard it in the silent environment, including the person Dwitter was watching.

His question is very simple.

Yes, why is the arrow shot by the powerful crossbow not aiming at the young swordsman in front of him but him?

That person's answer was also concise and direct.

"For the orders of Lord Earl."

The man stood up, wearing a clean and tidy military uniform, standing straight with his back, his face full of solemn and indifferent.

"Why?"

DeWitt repeated again, this time, his problem obviously changed.

He wanted to ask, why did the Earl kill him?

"I will answer you this question."

The officers who said this were not Dwayte's sight, but looked in the sound. The soldiers in the besieged separated to both sides and saw a man walking slowly.

He is not unfamiliar with this man. He can even be said to be very familiar with him.

Because, this man is Earl Heather.

Dewit opened his mouth, he wanted to say something, but his throat was blocked by the blood rushing up.

"Is it a surprise?"

Earl Heather carefully looked at his subordinate who had been trusting the most, and his old face exuded a strange calmness.

"You found out?"

Devitt could not stop the sweetness in his throat, and he spitted out a bright scarlet mouth. The dark eyes hidden in his helmet were staring at the lord he once loyal to, and suddenly said this for no reason.

"You hide very well, so good that I believe that you will be Rodway's pillar in the future, but unfortunately..."

Earl Heather sighed slightly, he understood what Dwitter meant, or, perhaps, there were some things that only they knew.

“When did it start?”

Dewit trembled, as if the strength in his body could no longer support his heavy body. He supported the ground with his sword, trying to keep himself standing.

"The time you saved me at Baisize," said Earl Heather.

"I'm very confused. Which detail had a flaw back then?!" said Dewit.

"I didn't find any flaws in any detail back then," said Earl Heather.

"and you?"

"Because someone told me the secret that night." Earl Heather said.

"Who is he?" Dewit said with his hands trembling as he held the hilt tightly.

"I don't know." Earl Heather said calmly.

"You don't know?" Dewit seemed to feel humiliated.

"Yes, because the mysterious man only gave me a seal, a seal that only I know. From beginning to end, I don't know who that person is!" Earl Heather confessed.

Devit was silent, and for a long time, he shook his head and laughed.

"So some people don't want you to die."

He seemed to know something when he heard what he meant.

"Do you know who that person is?" Earl Heather said lightly.

"I don't know, but I know he will be my enemy, no, it should be said that he must be our enemy."

Me, we.

Devit explained it with two different meanings, and the meaning is self-evident.

He is not alone.

"Why did you choose to attack me today?"

"Because I was not sure to kill you before... but today, the opportunity is here." As he said, Earl Heather turned his gaze to Xia Lan not far away and said, "Fortunately, he did not disappoint me."

"I see."

At this moment, Devith finally understood all his doubts.

"No wonder you asked me to receive him, and the essence of life is also a trap you deliberately targeted me, right?"

"Yes, because I know you've always wanted to get it." Earl of Heather said. "But if an outsider did nothing, he got the essence of life just because of Overled's recommendation. Then you will definitely be very unwilling. You can even say you're angry."

"I'm really angry," admits DeWitt. "I have been loyal to you for more than ten years. But in the end I want something to be given to an outsider, and I don't think anyone will accept this result."

"So you are willing to walk into the trap I set up." Earl Heather said.

"Is it worth it?" Devit seemed to sigh.

"Worth it." Earl Heather said.

"Even if you lose the sharpest spear in your hand?" Devit said.

"I lost the entire Rodway because I didn't want that spear." Earl Heather said lightly.

"It seems that the content of the seal is richer than I thought." Dewitt sighed this time.

"Yes, that includes your true identity." Earl Heather said.

Devit looked around and saw that the soldiers who had worshipped and loyal to him had changed into caution and caution, and even had a trace of fear and astonishment that ordinary people could not see in their eyes. Perhaps they could not have thought that the enemy they faced would be the commander they once respected the most.

"Do you think this will kill me?"

He stood up straight, holding the sword in his hand tightly in his hand and said to Earl Heather with his head held high.

Earl Heather looked at Dwight, covered with arrows. No matter how he looked at the other party, he looked like a dying person, and why would he have the confidence to say such words now? He frowned slightly, as if he was puzzled.

"I admit that the power of the superiors is powerful, but those who are powerful will die."

"I'm not going to die."

Dewit said to Earl Heather, and he said it with certainty, confident that it was impossible to question!

"Kill him!"

Earl Heather's face turned cold. As soon as he spoke, the soldiers holding powerful crossbows around him immediately shot out the bow and arrow that had been prepared for the winding.

However.

Before they could pull the trigger and shoot the arrow, Dewit roared. The countless arrows inserted into his body were instantly ejaculated from his body in all directions. In the blink of an eye, a series of moans of pain and screams echoed among the soldiers who were trapped in heavy siege.

“Huh?!”

At this moment, Devit suddenly spoke a little puzzled. He looked at the shocked Earl Heather. To be more precise, his eyes were looking at the young swordsman who stopped the raid and arrows for him.

"You want to protect him?" he asked.
To be continued...