People in the Middle Ages, draw cards to get promoted

Chapter 800 Gemini

Chapter 800 Gemini

In the towering mountain castle, a female assassin with long blue-gray hair was silently wiping the double blades in her hands. Next to her was a wolf princess who was bundling her long black hair in a net bag and wearing an assassin's tights.

"It snowed heavily last night."

Valentina yawned. Last night, she and her personal guards sneaked to the foot of the mountain and stayed up all night. "It should have been a good opportunity, but unfortunately the British were prepared. They became alert after suffering a loss. They didn't give any loopholes to take advantage of. The Paladins were everywhere, as if they were free."

Cherinina raised her eyebrows slightly: "Thank you for your hard work."

Valentina smiled and ruffled Cherinina's blue-gray hair, "Remember when we first went on a mission in Saluzzo?"

"Well, it snowed heavily that time. It was the heaviest snow I have ever seen in Italy since I was born."

Cherinina gestured: "I remember the snow was this deep."

"There have been bigger ones since you left. Lothar has seen them."

Valentina smiled, somewhat nostalgic: "Thanks to that snow, our 'special operation' that day was successfully completed. At that time we were just two rookies, but now we are the backbone of the two families."

Celinina said in a calm voice, "For me, it hasn't been long."

Valentina was so angry that her little fangs were exposed. She stretched out her hand and rubbed Celinina's cheek: "Yes, you are still the little girl we were when we parted 20 years ago. I am old now."

Valentina blinked and smirked, "But, in these twenty years, I haven't lost my skills."

Celinina didn't understand and looked at her in surprise: "The last time we worked together, your level... your improvement over the years is just so-so."

She felt that at the rate her strength continued to improve, she would be able to reach Valentina's current level in just a few years. As an assassin was involved in too many worldly affairs, it was natural for her level to decline.

"Okay, you've been following that cunning guy Lothar for so long, and you still don't understand anything?"

"Know what?"

Looking at the clear eyes of the girl, Valentina patted her forehead helplessly: "It's just the things between men and women. He helped you fight the wolf lord, and helped you fight the Mexicans and the British. Don't you guys sleep together yet?"

Her face suddenly came closer, delicate and charming, as if the lips of a red rose were imprinted on the profile of Celinina.

Celinina quickly dodged and wiped it with some unhappiness.

"Hahaha, didn't that guy kiss you like this? Huh? Really?"

The princess of Saluzzo got the answer from the girl's expression and smiled with eyes curved like a cat that stole fish: "So I was the first to do it, right? I didn't expect that guy to be so decent. But Nina, this won't do."

"so?"

Cherinina was a little confused: "What should I do then?"

Valentina raised her head in a pretentious manner, and waited until Cherinina opened the tin box and stuffed the biscuits covered with chocolate sauce into her mouth before she started talking with a smile.

"That guy is surrounded by many beauties. You have to be more proactive. Men are all thieves, but they don't have enough energy. They can only handle three or two at most. How many does he have now? I think that little girl from the Hohenzollern family is very competitive. I have never seen such a noble girl."

Two blushes rose on Cherinina's face, and she said a little embarrassedly: "I... didn't think so much. For everything you have done for me, the only way for me to repay you is with these two swords."

"Tsk, you are so stupid! It's a pity that you Texans treat Losa as your son-in-law."

"Around the lord, Miss Prajna and Miss Jeanna are both outstanding people. He already has them. I... don't think I can compare with them."

Cellinina was of course not completely ignorant of matters between men and women, but compared with the two of them, or the later Miss Judge, or the gentle and beautiful Miss Viviana, she felt that she was as small as a speck of dust in the sun.

"So, there are only two? That's not a lot. Hey, what are you talking about? You are so young and cute, and even I like you very much. If I were to ask you, that guy must have been coveting you for a long time."

Her silver bell-like laughter rang out: "Looking ahead and behind, being indecisive, is not the tradition of the Saluzzo family."

"Forget it. There's no rush for these things."

Celinina shook her head, no longer entangled in the feelings of a child, and jumped off the tower with both swords in hand.

Valentina snorted softly, "Silly girl, you are unwilling to learn even after I teach you. With your personality, if I don't teach you anything, you will be a guard for the rest of your life, listening to people rocking the bed in the corner."

I don't know if Cherinina heard it, but when she flew down the tower, the wolf girl with two swords had already walked into the line-up of the Saluzzo assassins.

Valentina also became serious and ordered: "Our goal this time is to burn the enemy's baggage, kill the enemy's junior officers, and save ourselves as much as possible. Don't be impulsive and think about assassinating the enemy's commander or senior generals."

In front of Cherylina, Valentina did not hide anything.

Those who came here with her are the young elites of the Saluzzo family. They represent the cornerstone of the new generation of the Saluzzo family and there is no way they will be harmed here.

Moreover, even if the enemy generals were assassinated, it would at most cause the British offensive to stagnate slightly. The British army had many spellcasters, and any teleportation array could send a group of high-ranking generals, but it was different for grassroots officers.

They are the backbone of the army in any era.

"Did you hear that?"

She raised her voice, and when everyone, including Cherinina, said yes, she raised her hand with satisfaction and said, "Let's go!"

boom--

An aerial bomb hit the wall of New Basilicata and exploded in mid-air, creating ripples that blocked all the terrible shock waves and shrapnel.

"These damned Englishmen."

Under the city wall, Centurion Leon, with blood oozing from his ears, slowly climbed up as if he was drunk: "Don't lie there, get out and work, the enemy's follow-up troops are coming up!"

On the mountain road, the enemy's armored infantry, led by the King's Blades, were approaching the city wall.

The suspended suspension bridge and the abyss of more than ten meters are an insurmountable chasm for ordinary armies, but they are nothing to these elite troops with the ability of short-distance gliding.

Overhead, a blood-red beam of light swept over, causing a violent reaction with the protective shield of the airship.

Mages flew out from the airship one after another as if they had disturbed a hornet's nest, casting various spells to block the attack. The clergy in the airship also chanted holy words, with golden light flashing, trying to dispel Fulin's spell.

From under the huge airship's bomb bay, bombs containing anti-magic metal powder were thrown one after another, in an effort to dull the active spiritual forces in the entire city of New Basilicata.

That was a fleet of airships, engaging in a battle with Fringilla, who was controlling the magic array of all of Basilicata like an octopus.

Baron Charles shouted at the top of his voice: "Don't look at it, that's not our concern!"

Following Lothar, he had long been accustomed to one thing: let those who were qualified to intervene do what they should do, and they only needed to do their job well.

Besides, if you look at it a few more times, that thing will definitely fall on your head.

(End of this chapter)