Mitchell walked out of the hotel with Bone and Kaylal, and Mitchell personally took the token of the Prince's Palace, intending to send the two out of the city.

"I didn't expect that not long after we met, we were going to separate. Two friends, although it is impossible to know their real names now, I believe that one day, justice will let us meet again.

Brother Mask, you promised me that the next time we meet, tell me your name! And you, Brother Kaylal, hahahaha!" Mitchell laughed heartily.

"Don't count me, my name is not fake, 'Kailar' is the name my mother gave me when I was born. As for drinking, I have to count that as a whole. Kaylal joked.

"Haha, good brother, you are still refreshing enough not to fool me with that fake name. ”

Mitchell and Kailar sang and harmonized, which made Chi Gu blush for a while, and it was really embarrassing to meet friends worth making but not be able to tell each other's names.

The two of them came all the way to the small courtyard where they had lived temporarily, took two black-scaled horses, and came all the way to the city gate.

"Both, take care all the way. Mitchell held out his right hand.

"Take care. The two of them each shook each other's forearms tightly. This is the etiquette of a warrior, and only a comrade-in-arms who has experienced the test of blood and fire will be like this.

Mitchell handed over the token to the city guards, and after checking it correctly, he opened the city gates, allowing the two to leave the city.

Looking back at the gradually rising suspension bridge, the two of them clamped the horse's belly, and the black-scaled horse spread its wide four hooves and rushed towards the Gobi Desert, which was full of strange rocks in the night.

However, in a place inside the city gate where magic lights could not shine, two little mice lay motionless. As Bone and Kailar were out of town, one of the rats jumped up and bit on top of the other's unsuspecting mouse.

The sharp fangs that were not at all like those of rodents instantly bit through the yellow one-eyed eye in front of the "mouse's" forehead. The body of the "mouse" that was pressed under him trembled, and the next moment it turned into a puddle of yellow sand and was blown away by the night wind.

The night wind on the Gobi stall shrouded in dark clouds outside the city howled like a ghost's cry, and a black shadow sitting on a boulder suddenly opened its eyes, and its eyes were full of bloodthirsty killing intent.

"It's finally out. ”

......

Twenty minutes ago.

In the legation, the main hall has been seriously damaged, so naturally it is impossible for His Royal Highness the Third Prince of Venerable Status to live in it again, and everyone can only rest in an unburned courtyard in the west.

The high priest lay on a stretcher with a miserable face. Dazemo waved his hand and bowed away from the two attendants who had carried Andyèb in.

As for Moroga, he had just been driven out by the angry Third Prince after waking up.

"Your Highness, the old slave deserves to die, if it weren't for the old slave who was anxious to do something for His Highness's future, His Highness wouldn't be injured. ”

Andyère said with a crying voice, tears and snot one after another, and I don't know if it was sincere or painful.

His Excellency, a pampered and well-pampered priest, has no martial arts foundation. The fall was really not light, and there were multiple fractures in the thighs and shoulders. Even if you use the healing scroll, but you hurt your bones, I'm afraid you won't be able to get out of bed for half a month.

The third prince is not much better than him, the arrow that Kailar has grazed is nothing, but although the stick of the bone has used the minimum strength, the "blood vine" in his hand is not the weight of ordinary steel.

The third prince has some cultivation, but he was still whipped off by this stick. At the moment, I was also lying on the bed and shivering in pain.

Andyère complained and did not forget to say that everything he did was for the sake of the future of the Third Highness. In fact, Andyère is hinting to His Royal Highness the Third Prince, and if the great master asks him in the future, he can also say a few kind words for him.

"You really deserve to die! How soft you were at the time! You didn't even keep my beauty! And that Moroga, who still calls himself some kind of bullshit 'Ten Guards', actually eats inside and out. ”

"Hiss......"

The third prince said angrily, and then inhaled in pain.

"Your Highness, for your safety, we have to give up! Otherwise, if there is a real fight, it will be difficult for Your Highness and your beauty to take care of it!

Your Highness, rest assured, although we couldn't take the princess away this time, when we return to the Holy City, Your Highness will go down to ask Her Royal Highness the Imperial Concubine and the Great Teacher, as long as Your Majesty agrees to propose, O'Lane will definitely not refuse. ”

In order to save his life, Andyeb can only say this, otherwise the angry third prince may want to cramp and peel him now, and he has already hated him.

"Hmph, what about that Santasia, drag me out and feed the dogs! This bastard dares to kidnap my princess, and threatens me that I will let him die without a body. ”

The enraged third prince thought of the hateful and lowly merchant at this time, and had long forgotten what he had been excited about because he had brought the princess.

"Your Highness, rest assured, I have already ordered the idiot's skin to be stripped off and his flesh to be turned into a vulture. ”

At the mention of Santasia, Andyèb also gritted his teeth. This bastard dared to hold the princess hostage and almost killed himself.

Fortunately, the even more hateful masked man killed the idiot, and his life was saved. Thinking of the terrible masked man, Andyère couldn't help but shudder in his soul, and the broken bones on his body that had just been connected hurt faintly.

"Your Highness, blame that bastard in a demon mask for everything, if he hadn't taken the princess away, His Highness wouldn't have been hurt. ”

At this time, Dazemo, who had been quiet, suddenly spoke.

Andyère was stunned, what does this mean? His side has finally reached a settlement with the other party, and when he mentions this matter at this time, wouldn't he want to make another incident?

However, Andyeb also knew that he must not talk much at this time. His Royal Highness the Third Prince was injured by the masked man, and whoever mentions the matter of "subduing softness" at this time will be unlucky.

Andyeb couldn't help but feel dissatisfied with Dazemo in his heart, Andyeb knew that Dazemo had suffered a heavy loss this time, but it was too much to speak rashly without consulting him.

Where did Andyèb know what those "losses" meant to Dazemo.

Dazemo's only thought at the moment was revenge. And although Da Zemo's cultivation is profound, as the guard sent by the great power teacher to protect the great priest and the three princes, his status is not high, of course he can't use it in his own name. Therefore, the anger of His Royal Highness the Third Prince has become the best excuse for Dazemo.

"yes, that damn demon, I'm going to kill him. But he's from the Prince's Palace, and it seems that I can only wait until I go back to my father and let the Emperor of Orion kill him. ”

Even if the third prince is in charge, he knows that now is not the time to make a move. The other party should not be a big man, that demon dares to hurt himself, as long as the father and emperor speak, can't he kill a powerless martial artist?

However, Da Zemo suddenly said, "Your Highness doesn't need to wait until later. I can see that the kid and the prince's mansion are not all the way, I'm afraid they don't know each other at all. That kid said before that he inadvertently saved the people of the Prince's Mansion, and this is the only one who came to save the princess, but he is just an idiot with words and justice.

If it weren't for this bastard, the people in the Prince's Mansion would not have found out that the princess was here, and His Royal Highness would not have been injured, let alone let them take the princess away. ”

The more Daze Mo said, the more anger grew in the eyes of the three princes.

"Tell me, what are you going to do?"

The third prince knew that since Dazemo dared to say this, he must have an idea.

Dazemo said in a deep voice, "My subordinates have already sent a few 'Sand Soul Beasts' with a keen sense of smell to wait at the city gate, and they remember the smell of everyone present tonight. As soon as that kid is out of the city, his subordinates will get the news. When the time comes, the subordinates will personally go and pull off the head of that kid to vent his hatred to His Highness. ”

As a powerful sand warlock, how could there be only one "Sand Soul Beast".

As early as after those people left the legation, Dazemo asked a few smaller "Sand Soul Beasts" to follow them all the way to the pavilion from a distance, and also asked a few to stand guard directly near the city gate.

"Are you sure that demon will definitely leave alone, in case he goes with the people of the Prince's Mansion, what's the use of you going alone?" said the third prince angrily.

Of course, he didn't expect that Moruga to go with Dazemo. Although the "Ten Guardians" maintained respect for him, they only obeyed the orders of his father, and even his uncle, who was a great teacher, could not call it.

Dazemo didn't speak, and just then, an animal the size of a mouse squeezed through the crack in the door and slammed onto Dazemo's shoulder. The speed was so fast that a phanteur appeared.

Dazemo's eyes lit up, he touched the yellow one-eyed on his little head, and smiled coldly.

"Hehe, the 'Sand Soul Beast' who stayed near their pavilion has told me that guy has left the pavilion. I think it won't be long before he's out of town. ”

"I don't think so. ”

Just when the third prince seemed to have seen that the head of the abominable demon would be placed in front of him soon, Andyeb, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly shook his head.

Seeing the two of them looking at him, the great priest sighed and said, "Your Highness, it's not the old slave who has the ambition of others. Although the old slave has never cultivated, he can also see that Da Zemo you don't seem to be completely sure that you can kill him.

Not to mention that he is a martial artist, if he wants to escape when he sees the situation, you as a desert warlock have no ability to chase people. He killed your 'Sharu' and destroyed your doppelganger. What else do you have to deal with him?"

In fact, Andyeb is right, if you talk about your own combat effectiveness alone, it is difficult for a legal professional to keep or even kill a martial artist when you are close to each other.

The reason why magicians are regarded as treasures by various powerful national forces is that their status even faintly surpasses that of martial artists. The main reason for this is the role played by the legal profession in the war. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the strongest support class.

The fighting methods of the legal professions are strange and complicated, and their strength is mainly reflected in the fact that they can use extremely powerful foreign objects to fight. For example, magic wizards, magic pets, or powerful magic circles.

But the mage is not an assassin, he travels thousands of miles to intercept his enemies in the wilderness. This kind of thing is absolutely rare. What's more, Dazemo's two "helps" were lost in the first battle just now, what did he use to kill?

The third prince listened to Andyeb's explanation, and the more he listened, the more cold his heart became, and he looked at Dazemo, only to find that the master's expression did not seem to show any annoyance or frustration.

"Dazemo, you say that, there must be something to do, right?"

The third prince couldn't help but have a glimmer of hope in his heart.

Dazemo's expression became serious, and he spoke: "Your Highness knows that under this main hall, there has always been a thing stored. It was left over from the construction of this legation when the Empire and Orion first established diplomatic relations.

I remember that it was your uncle, the Great Master, who personally brought it here from the Holy City. ”

The third prince looked confused, he had never heard of this secret. Yes, at that time, he was not born at all, and even his mother had not yet become the imperial concubine above ten thousand people.

"What kind of treasure is that, can it be used against that demon?" the third prince couldn't help but ask.

"Dazemo, you are crazy! That thing must not be used, unless it is ordered by His Majesty himself, even the great masters have no right to use it. Andyeb suddenly shouted loudly.