Chapter 427 (1/2)

Chapter 13: Best Friends

The red sun on the horizon made a slight jump and floated to the horizon.

The plain was full of corpses, and the sun shone on this red-stained land.

Only a headless corpse stood in the center, obviously the blood had drained.

Winifred had been killed, but he didn't expect that the enemy would have waited for them to send him to the door.

The man with the alexandrite sword was very strong, and Winifred could not deal with it.

It seemed that the bauhinia knights could be wiped out with the power of one person.

However, although the opponent expected the queen to launch a surprise attack, they did not know that the assassination team was divided into two groups.

When Milius arrived here with another team, he saw a miserable scene of depression.

The bauhinia knights looked at the corpses in front of them, all stunned, they didn't know what happened?

Obviously this operation is classified, how could anyone know this meeting and location?The enemy must have calculated it.

”What happened...”

There was a drop of cold sweat on Milius' forehead, and he felt that this task had become extremely difficult.

He looked around, saw the headless corpse standing on the battlefield, his expression was abruptly startled.

Although he didn't have a head, Milius could still recognize who it was, and the broken bauhinia shirt had it all.

Milius looked a little moved, his eyebrows were tightly locked on his forehead, and there was sadness in his heart.

As a close friend coming out of the same orphanage, seeing this scene does make Milius uncomfortable.

He knew how strong Winifred was, and in this end, the enemy's strength can be imagined.

Milius came to Winifred's body, picked up the magic book on the ground, and wiped the dust off it.

”Winifred, what have you experienced...”

”Master Milius! Here... there is another survivor here!” a knight shouted.

Milius opened his eyes wide, put Winifred's magic book away, turned and walked behind him.

Chapman, the lucky bauhinia knight squad leader survived, is the only survivor.

However, he was seriously injured in the battle with the enemy, his face was pale, and he looked dying.

Chapman was helped by several knights to sit up, and it took a few sips of water to relieve himself.

”What happened here? Why are people dead?” Milius' tone was a little anxious.

”Master Milius, we...we have encountered a strong enemy...” Chapman said breathlessly.

”Who?! Who did these things?!” Milius asked, angrily hit his forehead.

”A...a mysterious man named Sword Saint of Wind...” Chapman paused, and continued, ”Master Winifred tried his best but failed to defeat that guy. He was cut by a sword. I lost my head...”

Milius' eyes trembled, and his expression was in a trance, ”Sword Saint of the Wind? Who is this? I have never heard of it!”

”No...I don’t know, but that mysterious man is very powerful. Not only did he wipe out our team with a single sword, but even Master Winifred’s magic was also broken with a single sword. It’s hard to imagine that the enemy will hide. There is such a frightening hole card...” Chapman said panicked.

Milius fell into silence. Knowing this news would interfere with the assassination plan. The opponent had a powerful person sitting in town. Whether he should continue to execute the Queen's order is still a question.

”Master Milius...” Chapman raised his head, resisting the severe pain and asked, ”What should we do now? It is obvious that Grand Duke Ofre has a strong trump card. This assassination... Should we continue?”

Milius didn't speak, but looked at Winifred's headless body, plunged into a moment of memory...

Milius and Winifred were orphans since childhood and were adopted by a small town orphanage.

The two have completely opposite personalities, one is calm and the other is irritable.

When he was a child, Milius was the most punished child by nuns and was rejected by others.

But fortunately, there was a friend Winifred, who helped Milius to speak good things, and offset a lot of punishment.

So in the eyes of outsiders, it is really incomprehensible that they can become friends.

One night, in the dormitory of the orphanage.

Today's Milius was beaten by the nun for stealing beef.

He was lying on the bed covered with straw mats, drying his swollen butt.

The nun outside carrying the oil lamp was patrolling, making sure that the children were all there before leaving.