Chapter 397: The Death Knight Speaks Better

If I must say it, there could be one more spy placed in the Jungle Church.

Because as a god, Ji Ming felt that his legs and feet were relatively flexible. At least he didn't need to imitate a certain virtual brother, Lord Hou, who had to have two servants support him when walking all day long.

Therefore, the little maid who is dark-hearted, ruthless, and has some tricks can definitely be placed in a place that is more suitable for her.

For example, following the flower-level messenger Thyme, who is qualified for internal referrals, I started from scratch in the Jungle Church and became a young messenger who was weighed down by heavy internal relationships.

As the supervisor of the entire dense forest espionage network, even if Thyme's subordinates already have Bai Wax, who would dislike having too many capable subordinates?

So he agreed to join the little maid, and a grass-level messenger codenamed Xanthium was quietly added to the Jungle Church.

But these are all things for later. As the temporary commander, Thyme has more important things to solve now.

——To put an end to this farce in which only the Jungle Church was injured.

The first batch of believers sent out were just cannon fodder to test the waters. They were already considered dead when it was decided to let them drink "nectar", so no matter what the loss was, it didn't matter.

The second batch of elite believers sent out were actually just higher-level cannon fodder. Their main purpose of existence was to provide cover to facilitate the actions of higher-level believers and envoys, so some losses were completely expected.

But the viper, who was expected to kill the princess by playing tricks on the enemy general first and then changing her attack, was inexplicably killed by the archbishop with one move...

It’s just a bit too appalling!

As a result, the wooden messengers on the cliff were not anxious or angry when they saw this, but looked at each other, so fearful that even the ones who were usually the most filial to the poisonous snakes did not dare to say a word.

Taking this opportunity, Thyme glanced around and quietly took a few steps forward from a bystander's position.

"Wait a minute, we haven't failed yet, now is not the time to regret, we still have the possibility of a comeback!"

Eh? ? ?

"Yes!"

"Lord Thyme is right!"

"support!"

The leaderless trees among the swarm of insects then remembered that there was a flower present, and responded with all their tongues, guarding him in the middle as if grasping a life-saving straw.

Ah……

Thyme laughed secretly in her heart, and couldn't help but think of the messenger's words "insect".

No wonder I always feel that even if I become a flower, I am still depressed everywhere. How can I accomplish anything big if I hang out with such a group of guys who have their own agendas?

Therefore, as the biggest insider in the church today, his last bit of kindness has been worn away. Although the smile on his face is still warm, a knife has been sharpened between his lips and tongue.

"Everyone, although I seem to have had a lot of conflicts with Miss Viper in the past few days, in fact, we all perform our duties and do our own things. Personally, I still admire Miss Viper very much."

It's not just a matter of pomp. The group of woodmen in front of them had worked under the poisonous snake before. Easing the relationship with the dead man can be regarded as a step forward for them.

So they, who were equally smart, immediately transferred their filial piety towards the poisonous snake to Thyme, and also gave their assurances one after another.

"Understood, we all understand! Sir, the overall situation is of paramount importance! We must look after you, so please give us orders!"

When Thyme heard this, she nodded with emotion, and took the opportunity to pull out the sharpened knife.

"In this case, Lord Viper's sacrifice cannot be in vain, and the lives of our brothers cannot be thrown away in vain. Everyone, please follow me and we will fight hard!"

"Got the order!"

In the name of "avenging the poisonous snake", Thyme pretended to launch a general attack with the equally pretentious wood-level envoys.

The sense of oppression caused by all the combat power being mobilized was devastating. Even the Guardian Knights could barely resist their attacks, let alone the Floating Knights who were already sweating.

Therefore, they almost killed the princess this time. Under the cover of several wooden steps, Thyme's magic was like a ghost, and the poisonous spike was pierced into the chest of the princess.

However, there is no way. I tried my best. It really can’t work. It’s just a little bit close, just a little bit close!

At the last moment, he was stopped by a brave knight who covered his face and didn't know who he was, but smelled like a dog.

And opportunities are fleeting.

"How dare you, Shuzi!"

In desperation, the archbishop threw out the grammar from five hundred years ago or ten thousand years ago. He swung his gun and tore up a few fleas around him, and then killed the audacious beast.

Grandma is one of her own! It's one of our own!

Thyme was not a combatant in the first place, so she was almost frightened out of her wits when she saw this, but she could only keep a straight face, and then used...

boom!

Let me go, is your gun a metal cudgel? It can grow a little longer at critical moments.

Under Ji Ming's unconcerned gaze, Thyme Gululu, who was hit hard, turned into a rolling gourd.

"Uh-huh..."

However, those who can live are always afraid of death, so even though it was a surprise attack, he still managed to escape with his life by relying on various back-ups.

But there was no time to rejoice, so he quickly pieced together a spell model and fled, because the archbishop saw that one shot failed and was ready to shoot again!

Fortunately, at this moment, several Wood-level messengers saw the new boss in trouble and rushed to save him, which gave him some breathing time.

But missing the opportunity will be punished. After that, no matter how hard Thyme tried, she never got the chance to kill the princess again. Instead, our cadres were killed frequently.

"How can this be!"

The angry Thyme lost all his composure. He was extremely loyal to the Lord God, and even if he ran out of ammunition and food, he still tried to launch an attack, but...

"My Lord, the archbishop's magic power is inexhaustible! She is simply a monster! She is not a human!"

Seeing another colleague who didn't have time to escape being chopped and cooked by lances and holy light, and processed into fresh and tasty meat floss on the spot.

At the critical moment, several frightened Wood-level messengers finally collapsed, rolling and crawling, and forcibly dragged him back.

"Sir, calm down! Our losses are too great!"

"Yes, sir, these are all important parts of our intelligence network, we can't lose them all here!"

"Everyone has tried their best, sir, the losses are too great, I'm afraid our business can't be accomplished, if not, let's retreat!"

There is no other way, who can not care about their own lives?

"Ah! (short)"

So the unwilling Thyme was full of grief and anger, but he could only grit his teeth and give the order to retreat.

Of course, his face looked ferocious, but in fact he was already very happy in his heart.

Hey! You took the initiative to propose retreat.

If the superiors still have the blame to put down, I will push it directly on your heads, no one can escape!

...As for why the wording here is "and" instead of simply "there is".

Of course, no matter when and where, the more suitable scapegoat than the absent partner is the dead partner.

Therefore, after the second assassination failed, Thyme, who fled the scene with the remaining troops, did her best to pass the buck in the report sent to her superiors.

The plan was set by Viper, and I advised her not to do anything. Viper did the action, and I advised her not to listen. Anyway, don't point the keyboard at me, I am neutral.

Viper became the biggest unlucky person in the Jungle Church, using her thin body to help Thyme bear enough damage for him to die ten times.

"So what would it feel like if I really took it, would it be cool?"

"Chloe, go, get her out!"

Even so, there was still a little damage overflow, because the church temporarily sent an old flower codenamed withered vine to investigate in person, and Viper's cleaning was not very clean, so he found a lot of new doubts.

Thyme had no choice but to drag a few more dead wood as a scapegoat, and even abandoned a pawn that he felt was of little significance to win over, so that he could fool this assassination farce.

But no matter what, the dark clouds that had been hanging over the Northward Squad finally disappeared. Looking at the lunatics who were fleeing in panic, the surviving Floating Light Knights cheered.

But the cheers were out of tune before even eight beats were over, and turned into painful wails and cries. It was because the loss was too heavy.

Since you are going to fight a lunatic to the death, how can you not be a lunatic? So the whole canyon turned into a huge meat grinder.

The previously dry ground was now even soaked in blood and mixed with minced meat, and there were several teeth and eyeballs embedded in it that were unknown.

"Cough cough cough..."

Although the glib-tongued bearded knight commander was lucky enough to survive, one of his arms was chopped off, and his face without the fake beard was filled with paleness after losing blood.

But he didn't dare to rest, but looked around and asked about the traces of the Marquis.

As a retainer who eats the emperor's salary and shares the emperor's worries, it doesn't matter whether he is injured or not, but the Marquis must not be in any trouble. This is the rule.

Moreover, he got injured to save the Marquis, and he was hoping to live on his merits for the rest of his life. If the Marquis died, it would be all over.

As a result, he looked around, and finally saw the Marquis who had just gotten out of the prison car in the corner, and he was still there even after he walked out of the door.

"Hey, you're right! It's so hard to be a leader, there's so much to learn... OK, today I really learned a lot from you, senior!"

He couldn't help but reach out his hand and shook the dead knight's bark-like hand.

"Hehe, it's just some experience from a veteran. Go, my friend, you have to practice it yourself to know it."

"Understood!"

The Marquis smiled and closed the door of the prison car, and turned his head to see the dumbfounded broken arm and beardless man.

"Hey, why are you still bleeding!"

Winning over and entertaining is the basic skill of the nobles. This is his trusted minister. Although the Marquis was reluctant to give out such a good medicine for the head maid, he was willing to pay some.

As the Marquis personally applied the ointment to him, the Knight Commander was moved and felt the pain of his careless action. He asked with trembling lips.

"Sir, why are you in that prisoner's car? This is not right."

"Yes, the only thing that is not right is that you were not dragged in."

At this point, Marquis Fu Guang couldn't help but sigh.

"Really, this is a wise man. I talked to him for a while and was enlightened by him. I feel that I have become clear-headed."

The Knight Commander thought to himself, why are you reminiscing about it by yourself? You didn't answer my question. Fu Guang opened his eyes.

"Well, I saw that he was quite good at fighting. Those psychopaths didn't dare to approach his prison car after being beaten. I thought I could take advantage of his prestige and hide beside him."

"As a result, he was very generous when he saw me coming. He asked your master if I was a noble. I said yes, I was a marquis, and he invited me to take refuge."

"I thought about it. He made it clear that he would not run away. He probably wasn't a vicious person. So I went in. It's better than dying at the hands of a madman."

It can only be said that the knight commander might be a pure Tianjin native lurking in Yangyue. He knows how to play the supporting role. Seeing that the marquis had said such a long string of words, he quickly took the opportunity to brag.

"Oh, sir, you are really brave. I wouldn't dare to do that if it were me."

"Hey, it's also a gamble..."

So why did the little lion have nothing to do and call a fat ball to his cage to eat and drink for free, and also give him free chat and psychological counseling services?

Because as one of the greatest monarchs in the Yangyue world for nearly ten thousand years, even though he died in middle age before he reached old age, he was still able to sneak into the top ten of the Yangyue Savior Hero List.

When he found that the fat nobleman who was in charge of the local area and looked stupid touched him, he immediately had the desire to win him over, and subconsciously called him in and started to deceive him.

So the Marquis thought he was instructed by an enthusiastic master, but in fact he said everything, except that he was short of telling him the color of his bitter tea.

But overall, the Marquis made a lot of money. First, the God solved the problem, and then the Emperor avoided the disaster. While eating and drinking, he resolved a situation that was repeatedly determined to be dead.

It's a pity that some are happy and some are sad. If the Marquis is happy, the princess is celebrating, and many knights are sad or hurt, then Tenis is absolutely sad.

She is experienced and dares to swear that there is definitely a ghost behind all this!

Therefore, she turned over all the corpses on the battlefield with a cold face and didn't feel disgusted. But she didn't find any clues from these psychopaths.

They were too clean, so clean that there was nothing on their bodies except clothes and armor.

But no clues can be a clue.

There should be only one force that can meet the three requirements of [one of the interests includes killing Eleanor] [assembling a force in the heart of the Kingdom of Radiance that can contain them] and [being skilled enough not to leave any traces that can prove their identity].

Thinking of this, she can even guess who the little thing that appeared and disappeared and took a full-power attack from her is.

No, do you still need to guess?

She slowly clenched her fists.

"Ji... Ming..."

Tennes put away his lance and was about to ask Eleanor about her condition, but he saw a group of people inexplicably gathered not far away, and wounded soldiers were constantly being sent in.

"Ji Ming!"