In the blink of an eye, the cave fell into silence, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, and even Weima couldn't stand it.

The victory came so quickly and so unbelievable. When Blood and Kohn arranged a support, they rushed into the cave and saw only the broken limbs and broken arms and scary corpses everywhere, either without a head or the chest collapsed into a bloody hole.

Blood and Kohn were completely cold. The Blackstone Fortress guards and Weimar's guards surrounded the entire cave from outside the cave and blocked the entire cave. The stragglers clearly understood that everything was over, and they were very aware of the current affairs and surrendered.

Linda, who completed the killing, removed the rock thorn's heavy punch, pulled out the wolf's edge from the corpse without saying a word, and wiped the sword blade with the enemy's clothes in everyone's frightened eyes, stepped on her waist, pulled up her hood, and walked out with great strides.

Kill one person in ten steps.

After the matter, I left.

I-no feelings.

The characteristics of the heart of the rock are well-deserved. Linda, in a combat state, has completely entered a wonderful state, without tension or fear, like a cold and hard rock.

Even Carrick sensed a different temperament from her, and felt inexplicably glad: Fortunately, Linda was on our side.

When Linda's figure disappeared at the entrance of the cave, the suppressed aura slowly disappeared. Weima's face was stiff, and his son Kaisi was in a state of dementia.

The first person to recover was Carrick, with a relaxed smile on his face: "Mr. Weimar, I fulfilled my promise. Then, it's time for you to fulfill your promise. We could have wiped out all of you here, believe me, we have this ability."

Looking at Cohen, whose chest cavity collapsed, and then at the blood and bones that were smashed like watermelons, Weima felt her scalp tightening inexplicably.

"But our lord is not a traitor of lies." Seeing Weima's expression, Carrick understood that the Black Stone Corps had completely become peaceful, and these robbers no longer had the courage to provoke Black Stone Castle.

"Yes..." Weima's throat was dry: "I saw the real strength of Black Stone Castle, but I was very curious, he..."

Carrick raised his eyebrows and interrupted him with confidence: "Sorry, I know you are curious. But, unfortunately, there is nothing to tell. Let's talk about the next issue."

Weima bowed slightly, convinced: "As you wish."

...

As she walked out of the cave, the howling cold wind blew Linda's cloak and the indifference in her eyes began to dissipate. When she raised her head and saw Alice guarding, wearing a marten cloak, unable to wait to run towards her, her eyes were filled with tenderness.

"Linda! Welcome to Triumph!" Alice ran over excitedly. She had no doubt about Linda's strength, and she held her hand tightly without caring about the blood on her hands: "Those damn robbers, no, those dead robbers must regret coming to the Black Stone Collar."

"Realize the mission." Linda nodded slightly, and began to recall the situation at that time in her mind. Even she felt like she had become a different person, which was a bit incredible.

"Let's talk about it when we go back." Alice blinked playfully: "I ordered the kitchen to prepare a celebration banquet for you to celebrate our samurai and win the first victory."

Qin Song did not miss this battle. Linda's outstanding performance not only proved her courage, but also proved the potential of the Rock Heart trait - I was introverted and shy in the castle, and I punched hard on the battlefield!

She is destined to be a fearless and brave female warrior.

Especially the roar of bloody battle cry - for Krem.

It sounds so pleasant.

This is a spontaneous battle, completely planned by Alice and Carrick, and performed by Linda. Of course, Qin Song's sow discord is the cause of all this.

This is also considered the job of the evil god.

The castle banquet hall, a spacious and neat stone hall, with Jarrot's sword and shield hanging on the walls, hunting stag skulls, and the most important flag of the Sander family. When Jarrot was alive, he would invite his most loyal knights here every time he returned victoriously.

The last celebration banquet dates back three years ago. This victory brought great joy to Alice, and ordered the reopening of the banquet hall.

The fire in the fireplace was burning brightly. On the long stone table, several thick candles were lit, and fried eggs, roasted goose, fresh trout, and vegetable soup were placed under the candlelight. This was the most hearty dinner that Blackstone Castle can make at present. Of course, there was also a more special drink - pear juice that was sterilized and sealed.

"Come on, Linda, the eggs fried specifically for you." Alice did not sit in the lord's seat at the top, but got together with Linda and delivered the steaming fried egg plate to her. The food in Blackstone Castle was not enough to eat, and the chickens and birds were pitiful, and even Alice was not willing to eat them.

Linda, who had cleaned the blood on her body and changed into a close-fitting goose yellow cotton dress, looked very restrained. It was pitiful that she had never attended any banquets before.

"Don't be nervous, there is no need for any noble etiquette." Alice took two blue enamel wine glasses and personally held the wine pot to fill her with pear juice. The clear juice was slightly yellow and exuded a light sweet fragrance.

"In fact, wine should be used to celebrate victory." Alice picked up the wine glass and curled her mouth with a happy curve: "But I think the pear juice we made together makes more sense. Come, Linda, cheers!"

"Cheers." Linda picked up the enamel wine glass with a little crampedness and gently touched Alice. The pear juice was still sweet. She couldn't taste any signs of deterioration. She pursed her lips with unsatisfactory feeling: "Alice, have we succeeded?"

"It is possible that this jar has been kept for about seven days. The taste does not seem to change much." Alice shook the pear juice in the glass slightly: "But one voyage will grow much longer. There is no hurry. There are many pear juices, and I have recorded the days. We tried slowly, and the gods said that patience is a valuable quality, and practice can produce true knowledge."

"Um!"

"Okay, our heroine, tell me." Alice's eyes were full of admiration. Her father was a knight and her sister was a knight. She was influenced by her childhood. She not only didn't feel terrible about killing enemies on the battlefield, but also was full of curiosity: "It's a pity that I didn't watch you kill them with my own eyes. Uncle Carrick was too conservative and didn't agree to me in if I go in."

"I think Mr. Carrick is right." Linda said seriously: "You are the most important person in our Blackstone Fort."

"No, Linda! We are both equally important." Alice was also very serious. The gods gave her knowledge and precious friendship: "What the hell is it like? Are those robbers fierce?"

"Well, I didn't see them fierce."

"Uh, then are they powerful?"

"I don't know either. I dare not be a knife, a sword, it doesn't hurt when I hit it."

"Uh, what move did you use?"

"It's just one punch."

"One punch?"

"Have you beat them up?"

"I don't count a few."

Alice gestured with her small fist: "Just like this, bang, bang? Oh my god, those robbers who got fisted were so pitiful. Oh, by the way, what did I tell you, did you shout?"

"Called!" Linda remembered the battle cry that inspired divine power and nodded heavily: "It took effect, I feel stronger. And those robbers seemed to be frightened, and several of them stood still and asked me to fight."

"Hmph!" Alice proudly raised her chest: "Listen to me, that's right. Since it's the power given by the gods, of course she has to shout the name of the gods!"
Chapter completed!