"Why do you want to know?"

Krezer's rhetorical question immediately made Rolando Henry shut his mouth in amusement, and the atmosphere in the carriage suddenly became subtle.

Under Krazier's gaze, Rolando Henry involuntarily looked away, because he couldn't answer the question, and now he couldn't show the little secret in his heart to the former, maybe this matter would happen in the future, but definitely not now, this is also the solemn warning of the black fox Gregory to him when he came on this trip.

Then he covered up.

"Hehehe, you don't need to ask! Such a delicate beauty, anyone who sees it will be tempted!"

"Alright, let's not talk about that, we're almost there!

"If you miss something, tell me now, don't delay tomorrow's game!"

As he spoke, the galloping carriage slowed down, proceeded slowly for some distance, and after a short time came to a complete halt.

"Let's go! here we are!" When the carriage had come to a complete stop, Rolando Henry pushed the door open and walked down.

Staring at the former's back, a strange feeling flashed through Kreeser's heart, and a sour jealousy rose in his heart, causing him to clench his fists unconsciously, but then he let go again, followed him, and stepped out of the carriage.

Standing beside the carriage, Rolandor Henry was standing not far away, but at this time Kréser had no time to pay attention to his presence, and he was stunned by the sight before him.

Standing next to the carriage and looking up, you will see a black city wall nearly ten meters high, and from above the city wall, you can still hear the sound of neat footsteps from time to time.

Looking along the black city wall, a gate with a dark red body and a hideous bear head appeared in his sight, as if it could come to life at any time, rushing out of the gate and devouring everyone who dared to invade it.

The same gate was nearly ten meters high, and Krezer had no doubt that even if the giant appeared here, it would be easy to enter through the gate, and on either side of the main gate, there were two smaller side doors for people to walk through.

There are four teams of guards in full armor and with a grim expression standing in front of the door, even if the night has fallen, they are still meticulously carrying out their mission, defending the imperial city behind them, it is not only their glory, but also their mission!

As Rolando Henry approached Fraser, one of the men who appeared to be the leader greeted him.

"Please stop, Master Henry!"

"Oh, Captain Ryman, it's your turn tonight!hehe!" Glancing at the visitor, Rolando Henry greeted him familiarly, but it was clear that the latter had no intention of talking to him, just stared at him with a blank face.

As if sensing the inappropriateness of his words, Rolando Henry smiled, raised his hands, and explained. "Okay! Okay! I'm here because of the call of the Great Prince, this is Lu Yin, take a closer look!"

Hearing this, Captain Ryman looked down, only to see a crumpled piece of waste paper appear in the former's hand, what was written on it was completely unclear, but it was still sent to him like this, and he reached out to take it.

At this moment, from the side gate of the imperial city, an old man with gray hair and a somewhat thin body walked straight in front of Rolandor Henry with his hands behind his back and walked straight in front of Rolandor Henry.

"He's the magician named Fraser Sherlock?" looked at Fraser's body for a moment before the old man spoke.

"That's right, he's the one who will be in tomorrow's game, Lord Lancelot!" Rolando Henry nodded in response to the old man's inquiry, and stretched out his hand to pull the Crazor.

"Alright, there's nothing to do with you here, you can go!" said Rolandor Henry, the old man known as Lancelot, who looked a little nervous at random.

Then, without waiting for the former's reaction, he turned his head to look at Kreeser.

"Come with me! Master has been waiting for you for a long time!"

Looking at the back of Rolando Henry, who was driven away like this, Krazer was a little distracted for a while, he didn't expect this old man to speak so domineeringly, and he didn't save face for the eldest son of the Henry family, and even the latter did not have a trace of dissatisfaction with the old man's attitude towards him, but left without any dissatisfaction, which was a scene he didn't expect at all.

What surprised Kratzer even more was that Captain Lyman, who was still majestic just now and dared to question Rolandor Henry, had already turned into a cat and mouse, standing quietly to the side, silent.

"You go on patrol, Lyman!, I'll take you!" Lancelot commanded, as if he hadn't noticed the presence of the Lyman Guard until then.

"Yes, Lord Lancelot!" Hearing this, the head of the Ryman guard nodded sharply, and turned to walk towards his men without hesitation.

This scene really stunned Krazer completely, what was the identity of this old man who suddenly appeared, and he could order the two of them in such a casual manner, and even the two of them did not even have a trace of dissatisfaction, as if the latter's behavior was completely normal.

Following the old man, Kratzer walked into the world-famous palace with a stomach full of doubts.

Although night has fallen, the luminous stones that can be seen everywhere in the palace illuminate the roads in the palace, and at every intersection, there will be two guards in black armor, although they can't see their faces clearly, but from under the cold helmet, two vigilant lines of sight shoot out, scanning everything in the field of vision.

Especially when the old man led Kratzer into their field of vision, the latter could clearly feel that a series of sharp eyes were scanning him with alertness, but no one came forward to stop or ask.

Even when the two of them passed through a certain intersection, they passed in front of the two guards, and they only attracted the eyes of the two of them, without even the most basic interrogation, this is still not the legendary palace of the Opdos Empire that is so heavily guarded that even the dragon cannot trespass.

With a head full of doubts, Kraser still followed the old man step by step, walking through one intersection after another, he did not know how far he had walked in this vast palace, and when they were about to approach a separate palace, a group of guards in dark gold armor suddenly turned from the side of the path, and walked straight towards the two of them.

The distance slowly approached, and just as Krazer thought that the guards would be like the others before them, ignoring the two of them, the guards in dark gold armor suddenly stopped and stood on the side of the road in unison.

The leader of them is a middle-aged man wearing old cyan leather armor, his eyes are narrowed into slits, the corners of his mouth are smiling, and his skin is a little pale.

"Lord Lancelot!" said the fox-faced middle-aged man.

"Well, it's you!" In the former's honorifics, the old man raised his eyelids, glanced at the former casually, and praised it in his mouth. "I haven't seen you for many years, you kid is doing well, and you have become the captain!"

"Hehe, it's just luck, if it weren't for the two captains who have returned to their hometowns in two consecutive years, I would have to sit in this position, and I would have to wait a few years!" The fox-faced middle-aged man seemed to laugh at himself for sitting in this position in this way.

"When the opportunity comes, you can seize it and not miss it, it is also a kind of strength!" Looking at the middle-aged man opposite, the old man smiled.

Then he spoke again. "I've got some things to do here, come back to me when you're on rest!

"The one behind you is the recommender of His Highness Kratos?"

"Yes!"

"I also have a mission to do, so I won't bother!" With that, the fox-faced middle-aged man waved and led the team behind him to continue patrolling along the path, and after a while, he disappeared at the end of the path.

He stared at this team of guards curiously for a long time, although he wanted to ask the old man in front of him a question, but in the end he held back, after all, this is the center of the most powerful empire in the Montimos continent, and the slightest curiosity will lead to destruction.

"Come on, follow me, don't look around, it's no better than any other place. The old man warned without looking back, and there was no pause under his feet, as if he had a pair of eyes behind him, and even if he didn't look back, he knew what Kratzer was doing.

Hearing the old man's warning, Kreizer couldn't help but be shocked, if he hadn't followed the former's side, he would not have even been able to enter the gate of this palace, and then look at the five steps and one sentry, ten steps and one post, extremely strict security force, if you want to move freely in this palace, it is impossible to think about it.

Thinking of this, Krezer took two steps and caught up with the old man who had already walked not far away.

Perhaps because of the group of guards just now, Kreeser did not encounter any more vigilance on the next road, not even a single figure, standing in front of the gate of this not very majestic palace, Krazer even felt that the light here was much darker than the rest of the way.

When he came to the gate of the palace, the former pushed open the gate and walked in, and Kreizer followed him curiously, and also walked in, and closed it casually, but when he turned around, he found that the figure of the old man had disappeared into the shadows in the depths of the palace, and only the sound of footsteps could be heard clearly from the empty palace.

Seeing this, after only casually observing the surroundings, Kraser couldn't help but speed up his steps and chased in the direction where the footsteps came from. But there was always a strange feeling in his mind, and for a moment he couldn't tell where this feeling came from, because he was in a hurry to catch up with the old man's figure, this thought was quickly forgotten by Kraser.

Passing through the slightly dark palace and chasing along the corridor, because there was only one road in the entire corridor, Kreezer easily found the old man's location, and at the moment the latter was standing at the end of the corridor, with his back to him, looking at the martial arts arena not far away.

With the sound of breaking the air, a vigorous figure appeared in Krezer's field of vision, a half-human-high crosssword, held by the former's hands, wielded like a curtain of water, reflecting a little cold light.

Walking quickly to the old man's side and stopping, Krezer didn't speak rashly, and the old man didn't make any movement, the two stood side by side, looking at the athletic figure in the martial arts arena.

As the last action ended, the figure dancing like a dragon stopped, and seeing this scene, the old man walked into the field, reached out and took the long sword in the former's hand, and hung it on the weapon rack full of various weapons on the side.

At this moment, Kratzer can really see the true face of the figure, like him, a long golden hair tied behind his head with a head rope, two sword eyebrows into the sideburns, and sharp and angular facial features like a knife and axe, giving people a kind of majesty that is not angry and arrogant, and the well-proportioned and slender body is only less than half a head shorter than Krazer.

The old man whispered something in his ear, and then the latter, wiping the sweat from his face with a towel in his hand, walked up to Krezer, looked up and down quite carefully, and suddenly spoke.

"Fraser Sherlock?"

After speaking, without waiting for Kratzer to answer, he asked another question.

"Magician?"

The deep and powerful male voice made Krazer feel that there was any contempt or condescension in the other party's tone, as if he was an old friend who had not seen him for many years.

"Yes, Your Highness!" Krezer nodded.

"My name is Kratos, you can call me His Royal Highness the Grand Prince, or His Royal Highness Kratos, you can do it. Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Kratos, the eldest prince, said, his words relaxed like two old friends who hadn't seen each other for a long time. "It's actually not interesting to find you so late, I just want to have a fight with you. ”

"Here, now?" the answer to this is that Kreeser had already thought about it on the way here.

"Why, it can't work here? Do you want to change places?" the eldest prince Kratos looked at him with a smile on his lips.

"Don't you need to take a break?" Feeling something else in the other party's smile, Krazer raised an eyebrow and retorted.

"Hehe, it's just a warm-up exercise waiting for you. Throwing the towel aside, Kratos, the eldest prince, shook his shoulders and looked at Krazer with some curiosity, hesitating for a moment, as if looking for an appropriate word to describe him. "It's you, do you need to warm up, I've heard you're very... Well, he's a very different kind of magician!"

"I don't need it too, I can start at any time!" replied Krezer.

"Come on, let's just have a simple competition, and save the real strength for tomorrow's game!" beckoned, and the Grand Prince Kratos turned and walked towards the weapon rack.

Looking at the former's crisp and neat figure, Krazer took a deep breath, walked up, chose a random place, and stood there looking at the former.

This time, Kratos, the eldest prince, did not continue to choose the half-human-tall cross-sword he had just used, but chose a knight's sword that was relatively smaller.

After choosing a weapon, he turned to look at Kraser, only to find the latter standing there empty-handed, and couldn't help frowning and asked.

"Where's your weapon?"