Qin Ming stood up from the ground, and a few more thunderbolts fell from the sky, the kind that wanted his life.

But Qin Ming dodged them all.

There was a sound of sonorous footsteps, and a middle-aged man walked up the city wall.

"Clem, what's going on, I hear the sound of fighting. ”

Black hair and black beard, bright eyes, like a black lion. Although introverted, the strength in the body is terrifying.

"Meet the Assassin, Chief Knight Francis. Qin Ming turned his head, and the blonde boy stood up again, even the layer of orange-brown light that had been broken by Qin Ming on his body was still shrouded in his body.

"Mom× you are the protagonist of this world. Qin Ming looked at him intact and complained, and at the same time, the soles of his feet were oiled, and he instantly ran to the edge of the city wall and recovered his short sword.

"This is not an assassin, but the number one hunter of our Ottoman Empire, whom I often refer to you. This time, I was invited. The middle-aged man named Francis said.

"Oh, is that so?" Clem let go of the sword in his hand and looked at Qin Ming. "In that case, allow me to apologize to you, you are a powerful knight. ”

"Where, just a hunter. Qin Ming put back the short sword and short sword, it seems that he, the hunter, is also part of the so-called story.

So since he is too, what about the others?

Qin Ming coughed: "Although I failed to infiltrate this time, but I am also just a hunter, what would it be like if a real assassin infiltrated?"

Just now, after you found me, the first thing you wanted to subdue me was, but the safest way was to notify the others immediately. ”

"It's true, it's me who didn't do my job. Clem said immediately.

Qin Ming coughed, he apologized so seriously, Qin Ming really couldn't say anything. So he turned to look at the chief Francis knight.

"So, what's the situation now?" Qin Ming asked, although he didn't know what the situation was, but this inducement was very interesting.

"The kingdom's army has been routed on the front line, but it is coming towards the palace. But we have a sandbox, a holy order of magic, that protects us. As soon as they rushed in, we had a good position. When the time comes, the army of the empire will not be worried. "Francis stood on the city wall and looked into the distance, and in the endless yellow sand, an army like a wolf and a tiger attacked the city.

And their reliance is on this endless yellow sand. Qin Ming's mind quickly recalled the war and destruction that had reached the imperial capital of the Ottoman Empire.

After the founding of the Spartan Empire, Spartacus worked hard to eliminate the gladiator system in the eastern continent, and the Ottoman Empire was famous for its gladiators.

But this empire has had Holy Orders before, and there is more than one, and there have been Holy Orders for three generations in a row. This sandbox magic was planted around the imperial capital.

When Spartacus was not yet a holy rank, he attacked six times, and each time he hit the gate of the imperial capital, but he returned because of this magic in vain.

Eventually, during Spartacus' seventh attack on the Ottomans, the sandbox magic was broken, and the Ottoman Empire was destroyed, but it seems that there is no record in the history books as to why this sandbox magic was broken.

Just like the battle of the deer on the earth, it is recorded that Xia Yinglong Drought broke the spell of the Feng Boyu Master, but about history, there is no mention of this paragraph.

Chief Francis Knight, if Qin Ming is not mistaken, he is not Spartacus who attacked the imperial capital for the seventh time, and killed the most elite of the two thousand gladiators at the city gate with a single blow, the man known as the shield of the kingdom and the sword of the king.

In the end, Spartacus personally faced the battle with a sword, cherishing his fighting spirit and loyalty, and recruited him on the battlefield for the first time, but was rejected by Francis and died at the city gate.

As for this person named Clem, Qin Ming didn't seem to have much of an impression. To be honest, Qin Ming was still a little interested in being able to use someone like that with four consecutive light slashes.

But for now, his strength is too weak, and he is only a fifth-level knight. Maybe if he continues to develop, he will also grow to a certain height, but if he dies here, there will be no future to speak of, let alone record the history books.

So, how many times has Spartacus hit the imperial capital?

"Your Excellency has come from afar, it is really a slack, and you should have been the first to wash the dust, but the king happened to meet a swordsman at the palace, why don't you take this opportunity to meet the king together?" said Francis.

"Swordsman, is it the one who can be personally received by the king?" Before Qin Ming could speak, Clam on the side was surprised.

"That's right, it's the one. Known as the first swordsman of our Ottoman Empire. Since Your Excellency is the number one hunter in our country, the two of you will definitely meet each other late. Francis said.

"In that case, it is better to be respectful than to obey your fate. Qin Ming said, but he thought in his heart, isn't the so-called swordsman one of those seven professions?

Anyone else who came to the palace before him?

With this question in mind, Qin Ming and Francis walked all the way over, which was different from a royal palace like Roland.

This palace in the desert looks more like a pyramid in appearance. The boulders that make up each of the steps of its structure are intimidatingly large. Qin Ming's current physical fitness and strength are about the same level as the eighth-level Knight King.

And Francis is also of this class, and the speed of the two is very fast, but it is difficult for Clem who follows behind.

"You have the heart to train him. Qin Ming asked.

After all, at a speed like theirs, it is not beyond his reach, nor is it for him to be overlooked, it feels like giving him some hope, just hanging him. It's easy to think about this aspect.

"What do you think of this young man," Francis asked.

"Did you fight just now, although it was careless, but it's not bad to record four consecutive light slashes in one hit. Qin Ming said, a very objective evaluation.

"It's true, that fighting skill, but what if I say that this is the only fighting skill he has to take?" said Francis, "This is a young man who knows loyalty and righteousness, and he is also very hardworking, but he really has no future in learning martial arts." ”

As he spoke, Francis's speed increased suddenly, leaving a phantom on top of the pyramid. Qin Ming stopped and looked down at the young man, just following just now had exhausted his strength, and now he had the word fatigue written on his face.

"How much of a place will such an ordinary person occupy in your story?" Qin Ming looked up at the sky, not at the sky, but at the so-called adjudicator.

Looking down again, Clam had stopped, to the limit.

Finding that Qin Ming was looking at him, he hurriedly made another gesture. Qin Ming nodded, and at the same time took a step forward, leaving him firmly behind.

In the palace, on the top of the throne sat an old man who looked to be over fifty years old, but in fact he was older than he looked.

Standing in the middle of the hall was the so-called strongest swordsman of the Empire, which should have been solemn and solemn at such a time. However, the surrounding ministers and generals couldn't help but point their fingers, for no other reason, because this so-called first swordsman of the empire turned out to be a woman.

(End of chapter)

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