"You... Miss Lota!"

Enli almost blurted out the term "Your Majesty", but fortunately he changed it in time.

"What are you doing here?!"

Enley's tone was full of anxiety.

"You saved my life." Ilsa said to Enley in a calm and firm tone, "How could I watch you die before me?"

After saying that, Ilsa wiped the blood from the dagger with the sleeve of her left arm.

Then he held the dagger in his hand tightly again, pointing the tip of the sword directly to the bald man and others in front of him.

After Ilsa flashed out of the car, the faces of Bald Head and others were filled with surprise.

"Silver hair, purple pupils..." the bald man murmured, "The characteristics are completely consistent..."

As soon as the bald man whispered, the homeless man who was still placed horizontally on the saddle of the bald horse immediately shouted to the bald man:

"It's her! It's this girl who has been following this caravan."

The bald man ignored the homeless man who had lost his value.

He stared Ruju's eyes tightly at Ilsa.

"...Little girl." The bald man waved to Ilsa, "Follow us. If you are willing to follow us obediently, I promise not to hurt you, nor will this one-eyed guy or anyone in this caravan."

Faced with the condition proposed by the bald man, Ilsa first sneered, and then—

"I'm sorry, I don't like ugly men, especially ugly men without hair. If you want to take me away no matter what, please find a handsome guy to come first."

"Tsk..." Blue veins burst out from the bald neck.

Enli and Ilsa rejected his "good intention" one after another, leaving the bald man's patience exhausted.

"It's fine if you don't want to follow us obediently! Anyway, it's the same if you break your legs and drag you away! Follow me!"

The bald head and the rest of his subordinates formed a semicircular formation again, surrounding Enli and Ilsa.

"...Your Majesty." Enley lowered his voice and whispered in a volume that only he and Ilsa could hear, "Come to me, and then you must press it tightly in front of me, and don't leave me a single step."

"Yeah." Ilsa nodded vigorously while tightening the dagger in her hand.

The reason why Ilsa was to stand in front of him was to ensure that Ilsa could always appear within his field of vision so that she could protect her.

As Ilsa slowly moved to Enli, a roar suddenly came from behind them:

"Forget it! No matter so many! Hello, 7 of you! Come with us."

Enli and Ilsa were very familiar with this voice.

The owner of this voice was Falke.

After making this roar, Falke pulled out the short sword hanging around his waist, and then rushed toward Enli and Ilsa.

As for the seven guards in the caravan, after receiving the order from Falke just now, they looked at each other and showed hesitation.

After hesitating for a while, they finally gritted their teeth, clamped the weapon in their hands, and followed closely behind Falke.

"Mr. Falke?" Enley exclaimed, "What are you here for? Go back quickly! You don't have to wade into this muddy water..."

Before Enley could finish his words, Falke took the lead and said:

"I've made up my mind!"

"I want me to watch you die and Miss Lota be kidnapped-I can't do this!"

"Maybe I can't help much, I will do my best!"

Falke's right hand holding the sword was shaking very hard.

The dagger was like a live fish that would pop out of Falke's palm at any time.

There is no need to understand fighting skills. Even an ordinary person standing here can see how nervous Falke is now.

Confronting Bald Head and others, how much pressure Falke brought to him—it can be seen.

But even so, Falke still held the dagger in his hand tightly.

Even though the dagger in his hand was almost falling out of his palm, Falke still held it tightly.

His feet were also nailed to the ground, without any idea of ​​taking a step back.

Seeing this, Enley was silent for a while.

Then he let out a chuckle with a hint of helplessness.

"Mr. Falke, since you have said this, I won't stop it."

After saying that, Enli turned his gaze and looked at the bald man and others in front of him again.

At this moment, Enley suddenly heard Falk whisper to him:

"Mr. Enley..."

Falke's voice was so low that only Enley and himself could hear it clearly.

"Did you see the horse on the front right?"

After hearing Falke say this, Enley quietly rolled his eyes and looked at the horse in front of his right.

"We must let His Majesty escape here," Folk continued.

"The horses in my caravan are all inferior pack horses, and they can only travel with them and cannot ride them."

"If you want to take Your Majesty away, you must rob their war horse."

"We will try our best to fight a bloody path later and take away the horse closest to us in front of you."

"Then, you rode that horse and took His Majesty out of here."

"I'll leave here?" Enley asked back, "I'll take His Majesty out of here, what should you do?"

"...This kind of simple and clear question should be nothing to ask, right?" Falke smiled.

"...I get it." Enley pursed her lips, "...Thank you."

"Hey!" The bald voice suddenly rang out, "You two have been muttering since the beginning, have you finished speaking?"

"Cargoyle talker, if you didn't ask your guards to help this one-eyed guy just now, I would have wanted to let you and your caravan go! "

"But now it seems--even you don't want to accept my kindness!"

"Since that's the case, then you can die too!"

After saying that, the bald man carried a sword and led his subordinates to rush up.

While the bald head rushed over, Falke immediately shouted to Enley:

"Mr. Enley! Let's go!"

After saying that, Falk took the lead and rushed up.

Enli hurriedly led Ilsa to follow him.

Their target was the war horse closest to them.

The seven guards in the Falke caravan rushed forward immediately after Falke rushed forward and tightly guarded Falke's side.

A bloody battle once again appeared on this land.

Enley and Falke were not in love with each other. They had only one purpose - to steal the group of war horses closest to them, and then take Ilsa away!

Enley and Falke's unfighting style of fighting attracted the bald head's attention.

Then, the bald man finally realized Enli and the others' real purpose.
Chapter completed!