Blasphemy
Chapter 6: The Wither
The pain pulled Stephy out of his stupor. He groaned and wanted to touch part of his wound, but found that his hand could not move. The other pain made Stephy fully aware. The plump face in his dream became clear and so close, he could even see the pores on his nose.
Stephy was shocked and screamed. He wanted to get away, but his hands were tied behind him so he could not move. He lost his balance and fell to the table. Her hips felt pain again and made her almost faint.
“Beautiful, don't be so afraid. Night is still long.” The fat face nearby showed a frog-like expression.
Stephy calmed down a bit and observed the situation. This room is so big, there are dozens of candles in the chandelier hanging from the ceiling illuminating the room. The furniture in the room is still new, one can see that it is made of low quality wood but made magnificent. You can know the taste of the host. However, Stephy was more worried about her. He soon realized that both his hands were tied behind his back and were lying face down on a large lab table.
The fat man held a tang and clamped the blood-stained arrow. After looking at it carefully, she threw it aside, then lifted Stephy's chin and laughed. “You are really beautiful. Why not behave fiercely now? Hit me. Should I treat you a little harshly for you to be happy? Beautiful, my darts landed on the good part. It seems I am a genius archer.”
The girl squeals and wants to bite Roger's hand. Roger quickly pulled his hand, then pulled Stephy's hair up. Stephy looked in pain. He was pulled up and exposed the curves of his chest.
Roger touched it and made Stephy feel as if a venomous snake was crawling on his body. Her hair was pulled so her movement was limited. Tears finally came out of his closed eyes. Stephy is half a head taller than Roger could have imagined. Roger's dress and armor had been taken off when Stephy was unconscious. Her bare butt is plump, her waist is slim, her legs are slender. It all ignited Roger's passion. He's pressing the girl soldier's hip. She was so strong, her ten fingers were immersed in Stephy's butt, then she lifted her hips and pushed into the warmth of the girl warrior.
The candles in the small building swayed as the girl soldier swore. The lab table creaked as it was unable to bear the burden of two people. Roger danced in a napkin, Stephy screamed hysterically.
Roger was shaking, his biological satisfaction and the satisfaction of revenge made every part of his fat tremble. His evil side churned and continued to crash into every single one of his nerves.
The early evening of spring was still cold, when the wind blew, even the unblooming spring flowers withered.
The activity ended.
Roger hummed in satisfaction while looking at the white sheep in the cup. The pain in his body seemed to sing. Not long ago, this sheep was still a real lion. Roger put on his clothes and decided to tell Ed and the others to look at his prey. The only thing that annoyed Roger was Stephy's cold gaze, no sadness, anger or emptiness. He just stared at Roger coldly. Roger felt himself like a snake-loving frog and he didn't like the feeling. Roger added one more rope to tie Stephy while groping his body. Stephy did not react as if it was not her body that was touched. He was still staring at the fatty calmly like a snake.
Roger immediately went to dodge that murderous gaze. The best way of course was to kill him, but for a while Roger did not yet have the courage to do so. After all, it was a pity also if a woman as beautiful as this was killed.
Ed and the others came to Roger's small building with passion. The small building was a mess as if a storm had just occurred. They swore and rushed to the second floor. The large lab table is empty, the rope used to tie the break up into several pieces. Kate took a piece of rope and looked at it, then turned around and said, “This is forcibly decided, my God! This thick rope can also be decided. He was actually captured by you?” Recalling the killing aura of the girl warrior, Roger broke out in cold sweat instantly.
Ed was the oldest and most experienced so he calmed down first. “Don't be afraid, he still doesn't know who we really are. But Roger, your house doesn't seem to be liveable anymore.” Everything's calm. After the panic passed, Lance's mind worked again. “Fear they'll burn this house down.”
“If start something, better finish it. This matter is impossible to solve, we can only get ready. There's not much time, we have to discuss. Give them a trap, if they dare to burn this house down, then let them feel. The mercenaries also did not have many tricks.” Franco who usually doesn't talk much is bad enough.
On the small street, Roger and a few people dressed in noble clothes walked towards the small building. They chatted in small voices and laughed along the way. One look will know that they are talking about a common topic among men.
Some people stood in front of the small building. Someone next to Roger suddenly said, “Eh, someone came in. There's a trap here.” At this moment the door of the building collapsed, a sword slashed towards Roger. Before the sword arrived, a killing aura had already enveloped Roger. The fatty felt cold and could not move when he saw the approaching sword. Two swords from two sides suddenly stretched out to hold the sword. The sword became flexible and slashed towards Roger quickly. The two swords blocked all attacks. They were definitely not ordinary swordsmen.
After attacking, the sword light disappeared, Stephy gasped and pointed the sword at Roger. His face was pale, he was wearing leather armor, his eyes were red, there were faint bruises on his neck.
Three figures came out from inside the building. Some people around Roger came to them and fought. They were mercenaries in the tavern that day. There is no witch.
There was a loud scream not far from there. “How dare you rebel and attack the city defense forces!” After that a small group of swordsmen in armor came under the lead of a knight and surrounded the small building. The men who fought with Stephy tore off their robes, revealing armor with the logo of the city's defense forces inside. Roger quickly retreated, Ed and the others approached and grinned at the girl soldier.
The knight pointed the spear forward without speaking, the troops directly advanced and swung the sword. The mercenaries knew that they had been trapped, greeted and rushed outside, turning around and entering the building to keep their distance from the troops. Shouts rang out from the second floor of the small building, a bowl-sized fireball flew down and exploded among the swordsmen. The heat burned the skins of the swordsmen mercilessly. The second fireball immediately flew down again. Some of the swordsmen who had already been injured instantly became firemen, screaming and falling.
The mercenary magician, who was in front of the second-floor window, took out ice from his hand and froze some swordsmen who did not have time to dodge. Some people with weak bodies were crushed into pieces. A crack instantly appeared within the confines of the meeting. Stephy and the others used the opportunity to get out of the siege. A tall warrior throws a rope towards the window and spins several times around the witch. The witch leaped from the window, the soldier pulled her firmly when he saw the witch was about to break out of the siege through the air. The knight shouted, his body emitting a deep blue light, the spear in his hand drifting through the witch's chest and nailing it to the wall.
Stephy screamed sadly and was about to turn around. A mercenary pulled him over, lifted him to the shoulder and carried him off. Another soldier cast a short spell and threw a scroll. Many vines suddenly emerged from the ground, their branches flying through the air and binding to the objects touched. Some swordsmen were instantly tied up, the mercenaries used the opportunity to leave the slums.
Roger looked towards the direction where the girl soldier disappeared and knew that he was going for revenge.
The knight looked at the injured subordinate and snorted. Kate walked there and asked in a low voice to the knight. “Dad, what to do now?”
The knight did not make a sound for a long time, then sighed. “Your problem is still behind. Hey, soldier!” He called out to a swordsman and gave the order. The swordsman left immediately. The knight saw Kate and the others before shouting, “You want a hotshot? Have the ability first just do!” After that he left.
Shortly after, a small group of knights rushed to the Rhine gate and put up a list of gifts on the notice board.
The Soldiers of the Sword and Blood Roses
This group of mercenaries rebelled in the city and injured many of the city's defense forces. Currently Stephy, the head of the mercenary group, and his three main members, as well as thirty ordinary soldiers were fleeing.
The reward for capturing or killing the main members was 500 gold coins, and 30 gold coins for one ordinary soldier. The reward for the complainant will be halved.
