。 "I'm sorry, I really couldn't help it." Brant remembered the situation back then, he and his brother Creon followed their father to visit the Land of Midsummer, the Silver King did not go anywhere, but chose to come to the Halberd Castle, the adults would never talk about things in the hearts of filial sons, they thought that they would become each other's friends for life, so when Brant and Creon left the Halberd Castle, Colon cried like the whole world had betrayed him.

"It's okay, that's all in the past, and I don't blame you." "Besides, since my bossy dad died, I've been in touch with Creon again, and he's given me a lot of pretty girls." ”

Brandt suddenly realized, "Creon! You're already in the same boat? His sword was raised again, and the stranger in front of him had clearly chosen his side.

"No, no, no, you sanctimonious so-called knights always like to splash dirty water on others, why is our alliance a 'collusion', and your cause is a righteous and righteous act? Creon and I are just using each other - we both have ulterior motives. Coren bypassed Brandt's sword and walked to the cornerstone of the throne, "I didn't think it might anger you, my good friend. ”

"You're just as evil as Creon, and I'm no longer your friend." Brant frowned in disgust.

"That's for the best," Kelun raised her bony chin, "enough foreplay." I've heard since I was an adult that you're very good at fighting, and you were a hairy boy back then. Oh no," he smiled, his long withered fingers in front of his lips, "don't underestimate the hairy boy, any hairy boy of mine can kill you." As he spoke, he stretched out his long nails like oak branches and tapped them three times on the chaise longue closest to him, "Hey, boy, don't sleep, get up and greet our guests." ”

Brant saw that Colenn's nails had cut the main pipe of the chaise longue, and the magic that shimmered with silver-gold no longer flowed to the master on the throne, but poured into the boy's body with the master's magical power, and a second later, the boy sat up, his face glowing blue-white in the darkness, and when he opened his eyes suddenly, Brant felt that his eyes were green, as if he saw two wolf spirit crystals.

"I heard you're using your own son to make magic," Brandt carefully lowered his body, his legs alternating between his center of gravity, ready for battle. "I couldn't believe it at first. Now that the facts are in front of you, do you still say that you are not evil? ”

"I've never denied it." Kron smiled and waved his hand, and the boy jumped to the ground, pounced on the prince like a wolf.

"They're your kids!" Brandt shouted, his sword was useless in the battle at hand, because he couldn't hurt an unarmed child. But the boy showed no mercy, he jumped up, replaced his sword with his claws, and cleaved at the face. Brandt turned around to avoid it, but the boy grabbed it back and lifted the armor page on his back, and the prince was surprised, knowing that the iron buckles on these two pieces of armor were forged from fine iron, and the external force wanted to deadlift, and he couldn't pull it open without the power of a thousand stones.

Stunned, he gave the boy a chance, and he used his height to specialize in the prince's lower plate, and in a short time there were several more bone-deep blood grooves on Brant's legs.

"Hehehe, do you see, your understanding of children is completely wrong, children are wealth." "My children will fulfill the hundred-year dream of the Opland family, just as I have done for my family!" ”

"I see, you are also the elite who has been selected by thousands of people and defeated countless people of the same race." After Brant struggled to dodge a hard blow from the boy, the pain and sluggish legs prevented him from avoiding the boy's possession sweep, and he was solidly flipped to the ground.

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