Chapter 477: The Rebellious Guards! The Sigh of the Headcutter!

“If the wizard is not a monster that can survive without a head, yes, he is indeed dead.”

Ailin curled the corners of his mouth and patted Dante’s shoulder.

“Let’s go ahead, the guards of Drakenberg are almost here.”

The Drakenberg guards were indeed approaching, close enough for the two witchers to hear a stream of curses mixed with Redalian slang.

And of course retching.

The wizards’ collections that do not conform to ordinary human aesthetics obviously make all normal people extremely uncomfortable, including prison guards who are accustomed to seeing blood.

Fortunately, Ronnie Dickinson, like all wizards, was arrogant enough towards the witchers and even thought about capturing them alive and using them for experiments.

Otherwise, if the battle ended later, Drakenberg’s guards would become Ronnie Dickinson’s ally, adding to the uncertainty.

Think about it, a great wizard with a large group of guards…

Think about being attacked by mages and guards, and having to protect Bonte…

Ailin couldn’t help but shudder.

“Yes, it’s not over yet…”

Hearing the curses coming very close to his ears and the shaking of the ground, Dante took a deep breath, quickly carried the unconscious Bonte on his back, untied his sword belt and tied him tightly to his body.

“What are you going to do?” He clenched his sword with a serious expression.

Although they overcame the most difficult obstacle and rescued Bonte, the guards of Drakenberg were still a big problem.

For some reason, the Risberg Civil Partnership’s laboratory in Drakenberg had no windows and only a copper door as the only exit.

And between them and the bronze door, there was a constant influx of elite soldiers armed with magical weapons.

To be honest, if it weren’t for Ailin who was always working miracles by his side, Dante would have had no choice but to take a gamble with his sword –

Let’s see if Drakenberg’s guards are killed first or if he is killed by the guards first?
“Why don’t we go out and try first?” Ailin snapped his fingers.

“what?”

Dante was stunned and was about to ask…

“Om~”

The school badge hummed softly.

Before he could react, Ailin’s body created ripples and disappeared from his sight.

Then the ripples spread to his body, starting from his arms, and gradually disappeared, like a stone thrown into sleep, sinking into the lake of emptiness.

“Is this…is this an illusion?”

Dante looked at Ailin who suddenly appeared again in astonishment.

The school badge was still buzzing, which meant that the magic effect had not disappeared.

That is, they are covered with an invisible cloak created by illusion.

“Yes, this is an illusion,” Ailin nodded, “It may not be useful. After all, this is Drakenberg. There should be some means to deal with it, but we can give it a try.”

“Wait,” Dante suddenly remembered the black magic spider web that passed through Arryn’s body, “Did you use this method to deceive the wizard’s perception and get behind him?”

“No, could such a powerful wizard really be fooled by such an illusion?”

“Buzz~”

The questioned mirage bead on the chest hummed in dissatisfaction.

Ailin said a few soothing words in her mind to calm her down, then smiled without saying anything.

Of course, the mirage realm that only uses mirage beads won’t work, at least not with the current mirage beads.

Ronnie Dickinson’s perception has reached its limit and is not so easily deceived.

But Elisha’s uncontrolled fluctuations of the fire element were enough to disrupt perception, so it was more than enough for him to create a disguise that lasted only a moment, covering up Erin who “flashed” behind Ronnie Dickinson in an instant.

After all, from beginning to end, Ailin showed himself to be a character who was more agile than a normal demon hunter.

The only loophole is the summoning staff, which summons Elsa.

However, perhaps because of Aelin’s age and his weak behavior of coming in only to steal the instant-trigger gems, the equally cunning Ronnie Dickinson didn’t seem to care about this.

But then again.

This can’t be blamed on Ronnie Dickins.

Putting yourself in his shoes, no matter who you are, without knowing Alin, it would be difficult for you to be fully vigilant against a very young witcher who is as sneaky as a thief.

And never mind Ronnie Dickins.

If Erin himself hadn’t identified Ronnie Dickinson’s panel, wouldn’t he have almost failed?

Without the disguise under Elisha’s attack, whether he directly burst out with all his strength or teleported behind Ronnie Dickinson, I’m afraid Ronnie Dickinson would be alert.

The outcome at that time was really hard to predict.

No one knows what kind of powerful spells a wizard with the ultimate dual attributes of perception and mysticism can unleash.

of course……

After his deeds in Elland spread to the northern continent, this kind of information asymmetry benefit will probably not last long.

“Stay closer to me later…”

Ailin did not answer Dante’s question and walked out of the compartment.

Dante didn’t care, but the look in his eyes as he looked at Ailin’s back became more and more complicated.

……

And outside the cubicle.

The empty laboratory seemed particularly crowded after his rough guests arrived.

“Boss, who is our enemy this time?”

The man holding the large shield flexed his muscular muscles, carefully avoiding some kind of glass jar containing insects as tall as a person, even though the distance between them was even greater than the man’s arm span.

“The enemy is the enemy!” Wyatt, holding a tower shield, said concisely.

“But…but…” The man hesitated, “But they are not those damn elves. I see that they…I see that they all have a pair of wild cat eyes. Boss, are they demon hunters?”

“Whether he is an elf or a demon hunter, does it matter?” Wyatt shook his head impatiently. “We are the guards of Drakenberg. We will kill whoever Lord Evans orders us to kill. Besides, didn’t you see them kill Padraic Vasquez?”

“They are Drakenberg’s enemies, that’s all we need to know…”

“But Padraic Vasquez isn’t a good guy either,” the man on Wyatt’s other side interrupted in a silly voice, “Those warlocks from Lisberg and Ben Ader aren’t good guys either, we saw them with our own eyes…”

“Shut up!” Wyatt glared at him. “Do you want to die? This is Lisberg’s laboratory. Those wizards might be listening in there.”

The man stopped talking and looked around cautiously. When he met the pair of wide-open red eyes of the ogre in the bald yellow head, he immediately looked away in fear.

After a while, he seemed to be unable to help himself and said:

“Just listen, the boss will definitely protect us!”

Seeing that Wyatt didn’t say anything, he became a little bolder: “According to us, it must be those wizards who stole the witcher’s things, otherwise why would they come to rob them in person…”

“It’s the Wolf School!” said the man who spoke first, “Master Dante, I know him. He is a demon hunter from the Wolf School. He came to Drakenberg a few years ago. Boss, he also saved the big hammer from the mouth of the giant insect…”

Wyatt, who was called the boss, didn’t say anything, but just walked forward step by step. “Big Hammer broke his leg, but he left this damn place, and I don’t know how he is doing now…”

“However they live, it must be better than ours!”

“Speaking of which, the Lion-headed Bird School’s hunting two years ago…”

“What lion-headed bird? It’s a griffin! The one who saved Tom from the ghoul’s mouth was the witcher Cohen from the Griffin School! He also detoxified Tom and healed his injuries before leaving. Those cold-blooded wizards turned a blind eye and Lord Evans never said a word for us…”

“Five years ago, the Wolf School came… and saved…”

“Eleven years ago, Evans hadn’t come yet…”

……

The two men beside Wyatt responded in a clumsy manner, recounting the witcher’s many trips to Drakenberg, and occasionally glancing at Wyatt deliberately.

Whenever there was any major problem in Drakenberg, the shield guards were always the first to respond, so naturally they had the most contact with the demon hunters.

What’s more, in Drakenberg, this hell on earth, comrades are each other’s strongest and most reliable shield.

By this calculation, who has not received the favor of the witcher?

Whether they are from the Griffin School or the Wolf School, based on their simple values, they can all be classified as good people.

As they were talking, two brothers who had been saved by the witcher themselves appeared behind the three of them.

“All right!”

Wyatt growled, glanced around, and whispered, “I’ve already let Evans off, don’t say you didn’t see it!”

“I knew you deliberately didn’t rush over to save that whore-raised Patrick Vasquez!” The man on the left said in a muffled voice, cheering in surprise.

“Keep your voice down, big head!” Wyatt punched him on the head, “I didn’t mean to… Well, a little bit, but it happened when I wasn’t paying attention.”

This is indeed the case.

Evans said nothing, and pulled them over to use potions to suppress the “prison riot”. Seeing Master Dante’s appearance, he did hesitate.

But before he could make a decision, the short wizard…er…sorceress came to his aid and used a spell to save him from having to make a decision.

to be frank.

Not to mention his brothers in the shield guard, he himself had been saved by a witcher. And not only him, but also his wife, children, parents, relatives, neighbors in his hometown, as long as they were civilians living outside the city, it was impossible that they had never been helped by a witcher.

“But we can only do this much,” Wyatt reminded quietly, “Don’t forget our identities. Our wives and children at home are waiting for our military pay. Once Evans… Evans identifies us as rebels, they will all die!”

“But…but we,” Big Head looked at his depressed comrades around him, “We don’t want to fight the demon hunters…”

“No need to fight them… maybe…” Wyatt whispered, “The wizards have so many… uh… expensive things in their laboratories…”

He looked around and couldn’t find the word “precious” to describe the strange specimens in the big jar.

“Anyway, just be careful and careful, don’t break these things by accident.”

“So it’s normal for us to be slow.”

“I understand!” The big-headed man’s eyes rolled around in his eye sockets, and he shouted to the back, “Be careful, the wizards’ hobbies are very expensive. Don’t bump into them. I can’t afford the compensation even if I sell you. Watch your step!”

“Yes!”

The shield guards who were nearby all responded seriously, as if to cheer.

The other guards behind looked at each other in confusion, and then naturally slowed down to follow the “cautious” pace of the shield guards.

Seeing this, Wyatt snorted coldly and glared at him hard, but didn’t say anything.

Big Head chuckled and scratched his head: “But in this way, we will still encounter Master Dante and his men. Do we really have to fight them then?”

“Of course!” Wyatt said unhappily, “But that only requires them to escape from you gentlemen. I think they are too arrogant to dare to break into Drakenberg with just two people.”

“When we go to Purgatory, we need 70 or 80 people…”

“Then…then…” Big Head hesitated to speak.

“Don’t think about it. We have done our best and lived up to the Wolf School’s demon hunters.” Wyatt sighed. “Don’t forget that Big Iron Shield and Fury were both seriously injured in the mudslide. It’s probably difficult to save them…”

Hearing this, Big Head and the other shield guard thought of Big Iron Shield and Fu Li who were seriously injured and vomiting blood, with sunken chests. They looked at each other and fell silent in depression.

for a long time,

“Boss,” Big Head sighed again, “Who do you think should be blamed for this?”

Wyatt didn’t say anything, because he didn’t know either, or he knew, but he knew he shouldn’t know…

This convoluted grammar is like the future of everyone in Drakenberg.

This is not something he should think about, as he is a man with a “brain full of muscles” as described by wizards and nobles.

Thinking makes the shield weak and brittle.

He should be a mindless long sword, he will stab wherever the master tells him to…

Even if the sword was pointing at unarmed women, children, the elderly and the young.

“Boss, boss…”

Another shield guard suddenly called out anxiously.

“What’s wrong?” Wyatt frowned. “I said, we can only…”

“No! Boss, listen! The sound of fighting in front has disappeared!” The shield guard paused and said, “No… No… They were all killed by those prostitutes, right?”

Wyatt looked up suddenly. It was then that he realized that the only sound in the entire laboratory was the sound of their “march”. Not even the slightest fluctuation of magic could be felt…

and many more……

Wyatt narrowed his eyes.

Two of the stars on the tower shield on his chest suddenly flickered imperceptibly.

I don’t know what he saw, but Wyatt’s small eyes and pupils suddenly contracted, and his whole broad body froze.

“Shut up!”

He shouted, and the noise in the team disappeared instantly.

“The enemy may escape, be alert!”

“Keep moving to the right to leave space for the pursuing gentlemen to cast spells. Don’t get caught up in the mess!”

“Yes!” The shield guards responded immediately after hearing the order, quickly moved to the right and organized their formation.

When the ordinary guards at the back heard that they would be affected, they were frightened and moved to the right.

“Shouldn’t all passages be blocked if the enemy is fleeing?”

The big head moved to the right as ordered, then realized that something was wrong with the order, and asked with his head tilted.

“Shut up!” Wyatt’s face turned blue with anger when he heard that.

He was about to slap Big Head on the head…

In the empty corridor on the right, a strange noise suddenly came from there…

That was Carlo the “Cutter”, sighing.

“Wyatt, you, have overstepped!”

(End of this chapter)