On the stairs of the hotel, Alchem ​​held a long blood-dropping knife in his hand. His face was very cold, as cold as frozen ice. His eyes, which were as indifferent as wild beasts, were staring at the enemy who was rushing up the stairs. At least he thought that the people under the stairs were enemies.

Shortly after Xia Lan left the hotel, a commotion and chaotic noise came from outside the hotel. Alchem, who had been hunting in the mountains for many years, always felt particularly sensitive to danger. He felt danger, and the danger came from the riots outside the hotel.

When Alshemai, who was guarding Pandillia's room, walked towards the stairs and was about to learn about the movement outside, he had just been on the stairwell and the excitement of a person suddenly sounded under the hotel lobby.

"Mr. Orlambert, that's him."

Al Xie Xun looked at him and saw a soldier wearing city guard costume pointing at him and shouting.

As the city guards finished their words, countless soldiers wearing leather armor and swords rushed into the lobby. With a young man waving his hand, the soldiers instantly rushed towards the stairs Alchem ​​came fiercely.

Alchem ​​was inexplicably not sure why these soldiers came to him, or that they came to someone else, for example, Pandillia, whom Xialan ordered him to protect.

Since the sudden situation in front of him could not be avoided, and the murderous appearance of the other party directly made Alchemy fight with full vigilance. When the soldiers who were slamming up the stairs and slashing towards him, Alche kicked the soldier in the front with a soft touch. The powerful force immediately made the soldier fly out and instantly knocked the soldiers behind him into a ball and fell down the stairs in a mess.

The narrow terrain of the floor steps undoubtedly allowed Alchem ​​to occupy a favorable battle position. There was no need to worry about the unfavorable situation of the siege. Just think about how to deal with the swarming soldiers. However... he could not keep fighting with the physical strength. If Xia Lan did not return before he fell, the time he had bought would be futile.

The young man in the hotel lobby seemed to be the commander of this soldier team. After seeing the unbearable performance of the soldiers under his command, the young man frowned and waved his hand. He immediately ran out behind him, a group of soldiers holding crossbows aimed at Alchem ​​on the stairs on the floor.

With a command, the sound of arrows breaking through the air sounded sharply. Alchem, who had already sensed the danger of crossbows, dodged to the side in advance, and let the arrows fly into the stone wall in front of him.

When the arrow stopped, the footsteps of the stairwell immediately brought Alche back to the original stair position, because once the soldiers who took advantage of the situation stepped onto the floor, Alchem's geographical advantage would be completely lost.

Whoosh-

The sound of arrows was keenly sensed in his ears. Alchem ​​tilted his head slightly, feeling the chill of his cheeks. In an instant, his steps retreated, and countless arrows suddenly shot at the place where he was just now.

A little bit near.

If Alchem ​​had not been sensitive to danger, he would have been shot by another round of arrows from the other party just now and even died.

The attack method planned by the opponent successfully forced Alche to leave the favorable combat position on the floor stairs, and at the same time, the soldiers below the floor completely surged to the floor. The balance of the battle was reversed in an instant.

Facing the cold light of his eyes, the murderous soldier raised his sword and slashed. After Alchem ​​quickly avoided the opponent's attack, he took off the sword in the opponent's hand and kicked the soldiers flying towards the soldiers coming from behind. Alchem ​​bravely slashed and rushed forward with both hands.

The sharp sword broke through the soldier's leather armor and cut into the flesh. A cold light flashed, and the bright red blood immediately turned into a bloody flower and poured on the blue-gray door walls of the guest rooms on both sides. The screams of pain in fighting were endless. With his powerful strength and agility, Alchem ​​pressed step by step, and his strong rushing momentum gradually retreated to the floor stairs.

As for the young man in the hotel lobby, he obviously looked even more ugly. Perhaps he did not expect that the burly man dressed in a country man opposite would be so fierce that he could defeat the most elite soldiers under his command with his own strength.

The veins appeared on the clenched fists. The young man raised his hand and waved his hand. The crossbowman who had been waiting around him shot arrows on the tight bowstrings at Alchem ​​on the floor again.

Alchem ​​would not suffer any more in the same trick. He quickly retreated and dodged, avoiding the arrows shot by Dingdangdang, Alchem ​​slashed at the soldiers who wanted to launch a new attack again.

The trunk of attack and defense was stalemate for unknown reasons. The stairs on the floor were covered with blood and the bodies of soldiers who were falling down from place to place. Alche stood tall on the floor, his eyes and attention remained highly vigilant.

Suddenly, the young man in the hotel lobby clapped his hands and laughed.

"Very good! Very good! I admire your strength very much. Now I give you two choices, one is to swear allegiance to me and let go of the way, and the other is to... die!"

Alche glanced at the young man in the lobby and ignored him, but let out a slight snort between his nose as a response.

The young man twitched the corners of his mouth, his eyes narrowed, and turned his head to touch a guard beside him and said softly: "Why has the Excellency Bessaro, who has ordered you to inform him, have not come yet?"

The guard lowered his head and said calmly: "Mr. Orambert, my subordinates have asked the people below to summon Lord Besaro not long ago. Perhaps they are on their way here now."

"If I hadn't been worried about causing unnecessary riots in Querofi, I could have let the Iron Guards settle here!" The young man said angrily: "And you wastes! You usually claim to be the elite combat players, but until today I found out that you are all a bunch of wastes! wastes!"

The young man scolded the guards so hard that he even wanted to draw out his sword and cut off his head, but his mind still had rationality and would not do such reckless and stupid actions.

At this time, a soldier hurriedly entered the hotel lobby and half-kneeled at the young man's feet and said, "Mr. Orlandert! Lord Bessarro has arrived!"

"Is that true? Come with me to welcome Lord Bessaro!"

After hearing this, the young man's face turned brightly like a deep watery face.

"No need to bother Lord Orlambert, I'm here."

Before the person arrives, the sound arrives first.

When everyone realized it, a middle-aged man slowly walked into the entrance of the hotel lobby.

He walked in with a brown coat, strode straight with his waist, and his mature and extraordinary face was full of solemnity.

He sniffed the smell of blood in the air, and subconsciously looked at the corpse on the stairs on the floor and the upright Alchem ​​standing on the floor.

"Mr. Orlambert, is it him who you need me to solve?" Looking at someone, Bessaro said in a cold tone.

"Yes, I'm afraid I'm going to bother you again today." Orlambert said in front of Parsaro in an extremely well-behaved manner.

"Yes, but I will inform Viscount Morrown one by one of the reasons for what happened today." Berzaro said.

"yes!"
Chapter completed!