The Release That Witch
Chapters 30's

Substitute Fierce Scar advanced to only receive two quick strikes from Brian before his sword was swept away .

They were not city patrols, it would be more appropriate to call them a bunch of bullies. This thought further provoked Brian's anger. Other than blackmail and extortion, what else did these people do? Greyhound and Brian had carried out the task given by the master without any strings attached, but the rank below them was a completely different category.

But ..... this group of trash, who would be the group that took refuge in the fortress. This bastard, a scourge for the two who even dared to kill the Greyhound using such a despicable method.

This is unforgivable!

His sword slashed at his frightened opponent and cut his neck - but at this moment, the shadow clinging behind the back of his former target struck Brian's heart in the blink of an eye. The punch was too subtle, so when Brian noticed it, it was too late to fend it off.

In a desperate act, he violently dropped himself backwards onto the ground, and at the same time as he fell backwards, he felt a piercing pain in his chest area.

After twice rolling backwards, he immediately stood up again and took a defensive position. Brian was lucky that the sneak attack just now had only penetrated his coat and skin, and did not cause any severe injuries. The key is to stab someone's weak point with a sword! From the impression he had of his own patrol members, he was sure none of them had any fencing skills.

"Huh? You actually escaped," the man kicked the weapon of his missing teammate, and step by step advanced towards Brian.

Whatwhat the fuck? Brian found himself unable to recognize the others - he was not a tall man, but his hands were too large compared to his body, when his hands hung down from the sides of his hands almost reaching his knees , his eyes are very strange. ; Brian dared to swear that he had never seen this pair of eyes.

" You are not a member of the city patrol ... You who?"

Even though five out of ten members of the city patrol lived next door and he rarely dealt with them, he could still always recognize these people. So this guy obviously replaced one of them and followed the team on the way to the castle. The fact that he had not previously seen her on their way to the castle was not surprising, after all, that night was pitch black. However, there was no reaction from Fierce Scar's group. Since he thought of it without any surprise, there was only one possibility, this fellow was previously arranged by Fierce Scar.

"You can guess the answer. Why do you need to ask me?" he replied with an indifferent smile, "Anyway, you will die soon."

"Damn it, he hurt me!" Fierce Scar bitterly lit up, "Viper, quickly cut off his hands and feet, I want to slowly bathe with his blood!"

"Unfortunately, Mr. Hill, I must give priority to the completion of the task given to me by my Master."

As the name suggests, this person is really the incarnation of a snake. He would always attack from a strange and complicated angle, in addition to his extremely long arm span. He immediately forced Brian to fight hard. Brian was forced repeatedly, and he could never find an opportunity to counterattack.

He's too careless! In his heart, Brian could feel the anxiety that had arisen. He had already fought for so long on this underground road, so the guards above should have been aware of his fight, right?

He had originally intended to personally take revenge against the Greyhound, but now he could only hope to live a little longer, waiting for His Majesty's Knight Guards to come to stop the siege of these criminals.

"You seem to be waiting for something." Viper suddenly stopped his attack, "I think you're waiting for the prince's knight to come save you? Unfortunately, this stone castle was built differently from ordinary pubs and brothels. It was only a matter of time before the wooden hut collapsed. But this door, even if you rip your throat while yelling, the people behind will never hear any sound. "

When Brain heard the reason, he couldn't help himself and hesitated for a moment. This was the opportunity that Viper had been waiting for. He slashed with his sword down, pressed Brian's sword down, and paralyzed him in his movements, then he slightly raised his other hand and triggered the hand arrow hidden in his sleeve.

A bolt along one finger was fired from the cuff, and when Brian heard the humming sound of the mechanism, it had already penetrated into his lungs.

Suddenly an unbearable pain exploded within his chest. Brian threw his sword at Viper then turned around and ran away. However, his pulmonary blood seeps rapidly into the trachea and makes it difficult to breathe. He really can't run far. He tripped over the threshold, took a few surprising steps and fell violently to the ground.

Viper soon followed, he wanted to end this fight quickly, but was held back by Fierce Scar.

A cold look flashed in Viper's eyes, but in the end, he still stepped aside, "But do it quickly, and don't forget that we still have other business here."

Fierce Scar grabbed Brian by the hair and growled at him, "Trust me, you will die slowly and painfully."

Brian wanted to spit on Fierce Scar's face, but the strength of his body flowed like water into the bottomless pit. He didn't know how much longer he could live. The regret of life appeared in his mind, like he had not been able to meet his wife and did not fulfill his dream of becoming a knight. But what he regretted the most was .. he did not take revenge on the Greyhound.

Wait, what was that?

He blinked once and suddenly there was a woman sitting on the lid of a box, even though in this dark light, he could not see her appearance clearly, but with such a beautiful body there was no doubt that she was a woman.

Shit, is this an illusion. He fell into this room at midnight, and there was definitely no one inside! Could it be that God in heaven had heard his grievances and specifically made this fantasy to comfort him?

"Hey, you played so agilely in the place of others and even intended to kill someone in front of my face. I'm afraid this isn't appropriate, right?"

Fierce Scar saw something flickering at the end of his gaze, so he suddenly removed Brian's hair. He took his sword from its sheath and turned his head towards it when he heard that some of his team members were doing the same thing, "Who are you !?"

Why they respond so much ... Wait, with his dim consciousness Brian began to think, what if what he saw was not an illusion?

"Of course, I'm here" the woman jumped out of the box, bent over and patted the dust off her dress. In the dim light of the flames, Brian could see a strange pattern embroidered on his robe - three triangles juxtaposed, and in the center was a large eye. The contours of the eyes, when illuminated by the flames looked somewhat golden.

"Why are you here? Sneaking through the gutter like a rat." Her voice was clear and sweet but her face showed no emotion. This is an anomaly.

Viper realized this. He looked solemn as he slowly turned around to face the new opponent and suddenly attacked with a piercing attack.

The woman did not look worried as she casually waved her hand. But Viper did not even see his arm move, he only felt a cold wind blowing all over his body.

Looking at the unbelievable sight, Fierce Scar could only stare in disbelief . He rushed forward to help Viper, but he could see that he was coming late for Viper because the place where his arm was usually located, was already empty.

Along with his fallen arm and sword, the Viper fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Fierce Scar was overwhelmed with fear and could feel a suffocating pressure in his throat. The others don't know, but he knows very well the ins and outs of Viper. "Cruel, cunning and very dangerous." This was his uncle's evaluation of Viper. He could recruit others, he had absolute strength, and should not be underestimated, it was even difficult for Brian to withstand a Viper attack for half an hour. But now, he had been fascinated by a woman, and even his entire arm was cut off.

"Everybody don't stand stupid ! Go and kill him!" viper shouted while pressing on his wound.

Due to the excessive bleeding, Brian's vision began to blur. He could only hear the chaotic footsteps, the sound of the impact of the weapon, as well as the sound of the body hitting the ground around him. Then ... everything became muffled. In the end, what happened? He tried to turn his head, and looked towards the fight - what he saw back then was an image that was too difficult to understand.

The woman was like a ghost, walking in and out of the crowd as she pleased, disappearing from view again and again. Each of his attacks would pierce through the enemy's vital. It is impossible to call it a fight, it would be better to say he is dancing. He had never seen anyone who could use a murder weapon while having such a rhythm, killing high and low, drawing an unimaginable path. Instead, the surrounding people were nothing more than a bunch of awkward clowns. They tried to fight, only to fail. In the end, only he stood up, proud and independent.

It was the last scene he saw before he lost consciousness.