The series of explosions behind the manor ended with a shocking roar after a period of silence.

In the dazed eyes of Sethman and others, a figure walked out from the ruins, with silver armor, flaming spears, and a black shadow hanging on the tip of the spear. It was a corpse...

"Yes, it's Knight Captain Xia Wei'an!"

After identifying it, the crowd immediately cheered and went up to him. To be honest, the movement just now was too big, no less than the power emitted by the Thor's hammer. I was shocked from the distance, not to mention the person involved. Although everyone trusted Xia Wei'an's strength, they were inevitably upset.

Fortunately, Knight Xia Weian was as domineering as ever and returned victoriously with the enemy's corpse.

After the crowd surrounded, the long spear of light drooped down, and the corpse above made a slight sound and fell to the ground. There were not many nobles in the mainland who saw the wild cults, so they all looked closer and looked at it, hissing... A sniffling sound suddenly sounded in the field, and the people who were approaching were pale and hurriedly retreated.

Rather than saying it was a corpse, it was a layer of human skin. The flesh and bones inside seemed to be swallowed by something, and they were almost gone. If it weren't for the scattered hair, the eyeballs hanging in the eye sockets and other facial features, it would be difficult to tell that this was once an arrogant cult master.

At this moment, Xia Wei'an, with a cold face, wiped the blood from her mouth, and her body shook, bang, bang, first there was a spear station, and then knelt down on one knee.

Pa, pa, pa...

Huh... amid the screams of everyone, Xia Wei'an's silver divine armor, from shoulder armor to breastplate, to belt, knee armor... burst one by one. Countless silver-white broken armor pieces fell down one after another, and surrounded her body and paralyzed all over the floor.

The onlookers opened their mouths and couldn't say a word. That was the armor of God's grace, exclusively owned by the Holy Knight.

As the top power of the Temple of Light, the Holy Knights often face evil and powerful enemies. Being in trouble and fighting hard is common for them. Therefore, the Temple of Light will definitely not neglect their protective armor. The hardest metal, the best craftsmen, etc., are all needless to say. There will be special figures to bless the Holy Light after completion. But now, it is actually broken, and the broken ones are still so thorough, and even repairing is a luxury.

This scene deeply shocked everyone present. They didn't notice that Xia Wei'an's partial exposure after the armor was broken.

Wow, the red robe swung up and draped on Xia Wei'an's body. Sethman helped the former up and glanced around: "I'll ask you all here, please prepare a carriage. I want to send the Knight to the church to heal."

"Yes, yes..." The city lord who had escaped the disaster had responded in a hurry.

So many people died at the banquet, and Shuiyue Manor was destroyed to such a situation. How to deal with the aftermath is undoubtedly a problem. However, these are all headaches for the organization of the nobles and have nothing to do with Sethman and the others. Soon, the city lord's luxurious carriage was released, and the guards of the brigade and the brigade were accompanied by the side and escorted to the church. Of course, the Holy City Envoy and Dawu's bodies were also transported over.

Several families were happy and sad. After Sethman and others left, the nobles and wealthy businessmen who had survived the disaster also bowed and said goodbye. They didn't want to stay in such a place for a moment.

In the square at the entrance of the manor, luxury carriages galloped away.

"Mr. Huayisi, you finally figured it out... you weren't injured, right?" A middle-aged man walked back and forth at the door of the manor with an anxious expression. After seeing the familiar old silver-haired man, he breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly met him.

"If you don't talk about this, let's go first." Hua Yisi looked around, patted the middle-aged man on the shoulder, and stepped onto the carriage with a complicated expression.

After the middle-aged man followed, the coachman closed the car door and whipped the whip to drive the horse away.

In the warm carriage, Hua Yisi seemed to be thinking about something, looking stunned, holding the teacup in his hand, but he didn't take a sip.

The middle-aged man next to him glanced at Xia Huayis's body and asked carefully: "Sir, you..."

Waving his hand, Hua Yis said, "I'm fine. When the chaos happened, I've left the hall."

"Huh... Fortunately, fortunately, I am blessed by the God of Light." The middle-aged man patted his heart and then gestured on his chest, making great gratitude.

Blessed by the God of Light... Hua Yisi smiled bitterly, shook his head slightly, let go of his palm, and a piece of paper that was crumpled into pieces appeared in his sight. This was what he received in a waiter's hand during the banquet, because the palm was wet, the ink words on the paper had melted together and could not be identified. But Hua Yisi of course knew what was written on it.

"If there is chaos, leave the hall quickly!"

Not to mention the shock at that time and the glory now. After that period of chaos, Hua Yisi had roughly determined the owner of the note. He sighed inwardly, opened the gap in the car window, and threw the paper ball out casually. President, I just hope you are safe now...

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At this time, the other side leads into the carriage leading to the church.

Sethman kept muttering, waving his staff with milky white light covering Xia Wei'an.

After all, she is also a great magician in the Temple of Light. With her usual fear of death, Sethman still has a lot of experience in healing spells. Although Xia Weian can do it, she mainly focuses on offensive martial arts, and the effect is naturally much worse than Sethman.

Of course, saying this does not mean that Sethman can cure Xia Wei'an's injuries. He can only heal the external injuries and block the injuries and continue to worsen. If you want to truly recover, you can only rely on time and professional priests.

"Huh..." After a while, Xia Wei'an seemed to have recovered, breathed a sigh of relief, her face looked a little better, and she waved her hand, "Okay, thank you sir."

That's all Sethman could do. He waved his cane and took back the white light of healing, and asked with concern: "How is it, how do you feel now?"

"It's okay, it takes about ten days to rest." With the treatment methods of the Temple of Light and Xia Wei'an's strength, it takes more than ten days to recover, so the injury is naturally not light. However, she didn't take it seriously, shook her head, and looked indifferent.

"Oh, I didn't expect these cultists to be so cruel and go so far with us." Sighing, Sethman couldn't help but feel scared when he remembered the previous situation.

Xia Weian pursed her lips: "It's good to come with me, I have to find opportunities to purify them in the future."

"Uh...ah...ahhh, yeah, it makes sense." Sethman twitched when he heard this, and responded dryly. Although destroying the wild cult disciples can increase his merits, he still feels that life is more important.

"Sir." Frowning, Xia Wei'an thought for a while, then looked up and asked, "Do you have any impression of the waiter who attacked before? Have you seen it before?"

"Servant? Oh." Sethman was stunned for a moment, then he thought of the man who almost killed him just now. He recalled the following, shook his head and said affirmatively, "I have never seen him."

"Yeah, there may be disguise." Xia Wei'an leaned on her forehead and said in confusion, "I first arrived in the north, he was on the mountain road. He fought back twice on the top of the mountain, and now he assassinated again... Although there are cultists participating every time, his target seems to be only you, sir?"

"Uh, is it him?" Sethman obviously did not associate the two. Now that he was reminded, he remembered his previous encounter with him, and couldn't help but feel scared. It can be said that he had tasted the arrival of death in that man's hands repeatedly.

After a little regaining his senses, Sethman fell into deep thought. When did I offend such a terrifying person? But even if he scraped his brains and racked his brains, he would not have thought that the source was the inconspicuous village that he had destroyed before.

After a while in the car, Sethman finally shook his head helplessly and gave up: "I really can't think of such a person." Then he seemed to think of something, and his expression instantly relaxed, "No matter who it is, they were all killed anyway."

"No." Xia Weian pursed her lips and seemed to bite her teeth. "He ran away, not dead."

"Ah?" Sethman stood up and was shocked. Of course, there were some people who knew that the other party was not dead, and they were afraid and worried. But more of them were shocked by Xia Wei'an's move, but they were unable to kill the other party.

What Sethman said to the nobles before was not false, he was indeed confident in Xia Wei'an. He had never seen Xia Wei'an fail in taking action for so long. But now he paid such a great price and even let the other party run away...

When talking about this topic, Xia Wei'an's cold face couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed and angry, but with her personality, she would naturally not hide the situation for any reason: "A moment of carelessness made Dawu, who had lost his mind, use his ultimate move. As a last resort, I joined forces with him... Humph, in the decisive battle, that guy humbled me. He slowed down for a while when he made a move. Finally, after suppressing Dawu, he turned around and hit me with all the remaining damage!"

Speaking of this, Xia Wei'an's eyes flashed with a sharp look and she bit her lip, "The reason why the divine armor was broken is due to him!"

Just kidding, you will suffer losses when fighting... Sethman opened his mouth, and he couldn't believe his ears when he heard this. Then he slapped his head and said anxiously, "So, he should still be in the manor? Then he has to go and siege and suppress it quickly..."

"It's useless!" Xia Weian shook her head and sighed, "Although he was seriously injured in the duel, there is absolutely no problem with escaping. With his strength, it's okay if the guards didn't touch them, but if they were touched, they would have unnecessary casualties."

"Oh..." Although I was still a little unwilling to accept it, but after so long, it was time to run away. Sethman could only sigh and sit back on the seat, thinking about what to do afterwards. With such a terrifying assassin peeking around, he would not be relieved no matter what he did...

Both of them lost the interest in talking. Xia Wei'an's mind replayed the fight, clenched her fists secretly, then let out a breath, closed her eyes and began to regulate her breath...
Chapter completed!