Half an hour of rest, whether long or short.

As soon as the lord sat down, he immediately reaped a wave of sycophants. Anyone with a little brains also knows that a dazzling new star is about to rise in the Northeast Province.

Whether you can win the final victory or not, this kind of person is not easy to offend. And once the two dragoons are really defeated in a row and a new land is won for Pompeii, the huge prestige that will come with it can only be described as scorching!

This kind of story is so legendary.

So even the nobles don't mind lowering their posture and personally serving him tea and pouring water.

"As an old dragon knight, Abel's strength is much stronger, don't underestimate the enemy. Prince Schmidt had a piece of parchment in his hand and was telling Richard about his next opponent.

There are basically only a few dragon knights in various countries, and as long as they don't pop up like Gerald, there are no secrets to speak of.

"His companion is a wind-based prime-aged female dragon named Deliana, and her experience and strength are not comparable to that of the red dragon just now. And he has partnered with Abel for many years, and the tacit understanding is very good. ”

"In addition, Abel's fighting spirit and swordsmanship cultivation are also quite not weak. If you had to get a seat for the dragon knights of San Jose, the duo would be the number one pair. ”

"If you press down with a finger, it doesn't matter if the ant is strong or thin. Richard smiled proudly, infinitely frivolous.

"Yes, young man, you have the capital to be crazy. Prince Schmidt could only smile wryly.

"If you're not crazy, you're still called a young man. The lord turned his head, "By the way, do you have anything to eat?" ”

At noon, the envoys held a buffet buffet, and he was embarrassed to eat too much. Now it's almost time for dinner again, and I'm already hungry.

"I'll go to the kitchen and look for it. Immediately, a thin young nobleman raised his hand and signaled to leave.

This man looked overindulgent, his face was pale and his eyes were sunken, he yawned all day long, and he couldn't wake up all day, and he had no sense of presence in the envoys. But after all, they got along day and night along the way, and Richard had a vague impression of him, as if he was called ...... Andrew.

"Does this little thing need divine healing?" Bishop Paul pointed to several scars on Chichu's chest.

"Its magic resistance is too high, I'm afraid it's not easy. Richard scratched his head.

As a cultivator of the Holy Word Prayer Technique, after advancing to the Xinghua Sanctuary, the lord's own magic resistance is already very high. In addition, after turning on the power surge, the super anti-attack ability brought by the heart of iron.

A deflated spellcaster like Nehru can basically only rely on dreams to break his defenses.

And Qiqiu, who has the origin of Titan, although he doesn't know any elemental attack methods, his magic resistance is exaggerated than him.

Magic Resistance has the effect of being a double-edged sword, such as Richard and Chichu, which are immune to most elemental damage while also having little to enjoy any positive blessings.

If the healing magic techniques that have been tried and tested on ordinary people have to be discounted for them, the effect is much worse.

"Don't worry. ”

Is it possible to make a magus helpless with magic resistance alone? Of course not.

A level is a level, and as a cardinal bishop of the same level as a magister, how could Paul be stumped by magic resistance like an ordinary clergyman.

He first tried a holy light healing technique, and then asked for directions.

This divine technique, which was enough to heal ordinary people from serious injuries, fell on Qiqiu, and it failed to produce any visible effect at all, only making it snort comfortably.

"This little thing has exaggerated magic resistance. After Bishop Paul finished sighing, he did not delay in his hand, and after a few minutes of chanting, he summoned an extremely condensed Holy Light Cross.

This time, the effect was much more obvious, and the scars on Chiqiu's chest gradually closed and healed.

"Where's the food, why haven't you come yet?" the lord monkey looked around anxiously.

The kitchen is not far away, so it stands to reason that it won't take that long.

"It's coming, it's coming. Andrew, with beads of sweat on his forehead, came running over with a large silver tray containing a finger biscuit made of sliced nuts, butter and flour.

"Alright, let's stop bothering Richard and let him rest for himself. Prince Schmidt clapped his hands and led the envoys away.

Hum Ha Er will be the last to go.

"Daddy, can you have some?" they looked at the plate full of biscuits, their eyes were full of longing, their saliva was about to run down, and they couldn't help but pray.

"Alas, little brute, eat, eat. "Your Excellency is completely helpless about this.

Each of the two big hands had one hand, and only a few pieces of scrap were left in the plate that was still full just now.

In terms of the size of the second general, it can really only be regarded as an insignificant "point......

Hum hesitated for a moment, picked up the plate and poured the last crumbs into his mouth.

............

"In the second scene, Pompey Richard vs. San Jose Abel!" Beruni was fully involved in the play, and there was no one in the audience who was more excited than him.

Chiqiu and Deliana the Wind Dragon were ready to take to the skies at any moment, each looking at their opponent indifferently.

Gerald, who was standing next to him as a spectator, also nodded his head, and the clergy of the Church of Light told him just now that the red dragon Alfonso did not fall to his death directly, but his injuries were more serious.

After all, the Vatis had so many mastered divine arts, and of course it was impossible to watch it die.

It's just that the dragon's magic resistance is too good, so the healing magic effect is mediocre, and it may take a long time to recuperate before it can rise again.

Gerald was finally able to shake off the fear of losing his dragon companions, and was quite comfortable with the outcome.

It's just that there was a deep fear hidden in the eyes of the Lord of Alpine Castle. The sword that swept away the frightening sea was repeated countless times in his spiritual world, and it almost became an inescapable nightmare.

"Transformational demonic beasts can never transform at will, how long can you last this, a quarter of an hour or half an hour?" Abel said as the female wind dragon Deliana began to flap her wings and slowly rise into the air.

Of the entire dragon lineage, the Wind Dragon is the lightest and best at flying.

It is absolutely impossible for Qiqiu to easily rely on his superior flying ability to cause suppression as he did just now. Once the other party has made up his mind to delay time, he can drag the transformation time limit over.

"Ten minutes is enough to deal with you. Lee gave a thumbs up, downwards, of course.

If he loses today, this action will be reduced to a joke as a proof of arrogance. But if he succeeds in defeating the two dragoons in a row, this is the confidence that the strong man naturally exuds, and it becomes a beautiful conversation that people talk about.

In the final analysis, it is still a king and a loser.

"Foolish Pompeii, though you have a hard mouth, I hope you will be able to laugh later. Abel snorted coldly.

Richard took a strange-looking iron pipe and a pellet of lead from Hurt.

Those who are familiar with him know that the lord of Alpine Fort never lets go of unsure cruel words, never.