readx;? The sword of benevolence strode on the first avenue with its head held high. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This is one of the largest and busiest streets in Ossing. The Lord's Mansion, the mansion of the former Viscount of Ossing, sits at a three-way junction in the very center of the city, and it is a standard Empire-era building, tall and majestic. It's just that when the empire fell, the loyal Viscount Ossin brought all the family backbones to the Oro Great Plains, but even the corpse could not be left under the alien alliance, and the whole family was washed by the temple church and the dwarves between the disintegration, and more than ten years later, there were people who claimed to be the heir of the viscount family, but they were not recognized by other noble families at all, and they had no strength, and gradually disappeared. Ossing City became a public territory that several nearby noble families took turns to manage, and this mansion, and even the title of Viscount of Ossing, became the property of several families in turn.

The current viscount's mansion is still vacant for the time being, and the last Ossin city lord has just had half of his head cut off in the cultist turmoil, and the new city lord has not yet been discussed by the mage council. Two swordsman guards stood lazily in the doorway, chatting with each other, and a few passing prostitutes not far away pointed at them.

"Hey, do you want to have fun? It only takes thirty copper plates, and I like strong men. One of them saw the invincibility of the oncoming king, and when he saw the sword of benevolence cast at him, he laughed and threw a wink, shaking most of his chest and saying loudly.

"What a warm girl, hehe. "The king is invincible?" the sword of benevolence smiled. He casually put on makeup and put on a big hat that covered most of his head and face, and with his burly figure and full of meat, he barely looked like a Euro. "If the powder on your face can be half thinner, the **** can be two centimeters less, and you can pay me dozens of gold coins to compensate for the wasted time, I will be interested. ”

"Fuck your stinking ****, go find your mom to drink milk. The prostitute unceremoniously spat at his feet.

"Hahahaha...... "The King is invincible?" The Sword of Benevolence looked up and laughed, not minding that some spit was on his pants. I kept staggering past these prostitutes. He walked to the Viscount's mansion and stopped to take a closer look at the tall and majestic, but now slightly dilapidated manor. It's not that he hasn't seen it before, but it's not with his current eyes.

"What are you looking at? This is the exclusive residence of the city lord, and although the new city lord has not yet been elected, it is not for civilians like you to enter. The swordsman at the door gave him a lazy look and waved his hand impatiently. These are all swordsmen who belong to the sheriff to maintain order in the city, although there has been a cultist unrest not long ago, these people have long been accustomed to the peace maintained by the temple church, and dealing with petty hooligans and dealing with civil disputes is almost the limit of what they can do.

"Dig your nose and mix your wages well. Wait until after work to spend thirty copper plates to sleep with the big-breasted bar girl whose breasts are about to hang to her belly button. What she said just now was actually for you, and when she looked at you, the blood surging and the saliva flowed together. "The king is invincible?" the Sword of Benevolence spoke casually, just staring at the mansion with interest, but not looking at the swordsman who just looked very strong. These were just two swordsmen who were stronger than ordinary people, and they weren't worth his attention.

The way the two men stood, the rhythm of their breathing, and the strength of the internal organs, muscles, and bones behind them were all clear to him just after seeing them at a glance, just like the most skillful old chef only needs to touch it with his hands to fully understand how long it has taken for the pork in his hand to be cut off from the part of the pig. He had now become accustomed to this almost instinctive intuition that he had inherited, and of course it was not only this perception, but also more with his body and other abilities. Now what opened up in front of him was a new life, and a whole new world, which was simply perfect.

Life itself should be a perfect. The Sword of Benevolence suddenly remembered what a friend had said to him.

If you think about it, once ** releases millions of essences, only one of them can successfully complete the evolution of life, and then this probability of one in a few million will be repeated hundreds of millions of times from the birth of your ancestors to create your existence today, except for perfection, I really can't imagine any words to describe this miracle. So you don't have to be afraid of anything, your life is the perfect gift from the whole universe to you, unique, non-returnable, so perfect. Enjoying life to the fullest, carrying on the love and justice conveyed to you by the will of the universe, and radiating all your light and heat, is the only thing you need to do. There are still people who complain that life is strong x, this is clearly a hearty game, even if it is strong x, you go to strong x life, if you don't feel pleasure, it's just because your posture is wrong.

He used to think that these were just a few of the countless complaints and nonsense of that friend, but now he felt that he was related. He was sure that his new posture was correct and correct.

"What's the use of building such a tall and magnificent garden pool at the door? Even if he ate all the delicacies at that time, and hundreds of beauties of all races took turns to sleep with him, there was no difference between the monkey leader who occupied a hill and occupied all the melons and fruits and all the female monkeys. It's not just a pile of loess now, and the corpses have been turned into insect droppings for decades. I can't feel the love and justice of the universe, I don't understand the true meaning of life, everything is illusory.....!

The two guard swordsmen looked at the man who was talking to himself and laughing inexplicably, exchanged an inquiring look with each other, and then quickly turned helpless. They were all sure that this was a mentally problematic lunatic. While they were still thinking about whether to forcibly drive him away, they saw the man turn around and stride into the alley next to the mansion.

The place where the Sword of Benevolence is going is of course not the empty Viscount's Mansion in front, along the outer wall to the rear, in a deserted and abandoned garden, a tower of more than thirty meters stands in the center.

During the Imperial Age, the tower was also part of the Viscount's Mansion, a mage tower for Viscount Ossin to try various arcane experiments, meditate, and store arcane materials. However, as the title of Viscount of Osstar became a subsidiary title of the city consul, this extremely valuable mage tower was also spun off from the mansion and sold to the Anthony family at a very cheap price.

No one felt that there was anything wrong with this deal. During the war and turmoil, the mage tower was also looted by the temple and the dwarves, and although there is still a lot of valuable infrastructure remaining, it will take a lot of resources to repair. The most important thing is that in the post-imperial era, the study of arcane has gradually become an extremely unpopular behavior, and the condemnation and conflict from the temple are the main ones, and it is also an indisputable fact that a lot of resources need to be consumed, for example, the materials and gems spent on just one exploration meditation of the four-ring magic net cost about five hundred ojin, and even a three-ring mage with solid basic theoretical knowledge wants to fully master a four-ring arcane and be promoted to a four-ring mage, at least dozens of times of exploration and meditation, and with the help of various gems and materials, he can stably master the spiritual power of contacting the fourth ring magic net。 Spending a lot of resources on this kind of thing in times of natural disaster turmoil is extremely foolish for any family, and it can do far more than a high-level mage to hire mercenaries and northern legions who are not afraid of death.

Therefore, the Anthony family's purchase of this mage tower did not provoke much reaction, and the mages who stayed in this mage tower were withdrawn and did not participate in the social interaction between nobles, and even rarely stepped into the mage tower. The civilians of the city rarely approached it, and it looked like a small wasteland in the middle of the city.

But the invincible sword of benevolence knows that the truth is not what it seems. He strode over to the Mage's Tower and slammed his fist on the door, making a rumbling knock.

If it were in the Age of Empires, anyone who dared to knock on the door in front of the Mage Tower like this would be subjected to multiple arcane strikes of at least six rings, the most gentle being a semi-permanent state of sluggishness and confinement, and the most common being the impact of various elements of varying strength, enough to turn the military golem into a lump of scrap iron. There are even worse ones that use high-level law arcane to twist people into immortal monsters, or break through spatial rifts and throw them to the lower planes to feed demons.

Now the door only trembled with great difficulty, and let out a moan of great power. Although this door has actually been thickened and strengthened in order to prevent some radical church believers from getting drunk and looking for trouble, it can be said that it is a thick wooden wall, but in the face of the invincible king, the fist of the sword of benevolence is still far from enough, even if he deliberately restricts his strength, the wooden door and the metal hub at the junction are also creaking and squeaking in the loud bang, as if they are about to collapse at any moment.

"Hell!" came a faint cry of exasperation from inside, followed by stumbling footsteps. Not long after, the small door on the big wooden door was opened, and a man in his thirties with messy clothes and hair poked his head out with an annoyed face and looked left and right, and saw only one person who showed a little confusion, but his anger did not diminish a little, and he glared at the invincible king? The Sword of Benevolence roared in a low voice: "What are you doing? Civilian! You dare to come and disturb Master Cameron's mage tower! Are you looking for death? Do you know that I can use a spell to burn you to a pile of garbage at any time?"

"What about Mage Camerin, is he also sleeping with a woman?" The Sword of Benevolence glanced at the man, who remembered that he was just a mage apprentice, barely a nobleman. The vain qi and blood, the abnormal red and sweat beads on his head and face, and the faint fishy smell on his body showed that this guy was fooling around with a woman just now.

"Eh... Of course not... The teacher was meditating on the roof of the building...... "The man's momentum froze slightly, and he immediately continued to be angry. "What's the matter with you? Who the hell are you, what do you want to do?"

"Fuck off, it's none of your business, go ahead and get to sleep. "The king is invincible, and the sword of benevolence stepped inside, gently squeezing the man away as if it were squeezing air.

"Wait, you, you ......" the man staggered back to the wall to keep from falling, chanting two syllables in a mixture of anger, and with a wave of his hand, some raindrop-like droplets condensed in the air, carrying a sour smell to his face.

The Zero Ring Arcane 'Acid Splash' is just some acid that is not of high strength, and it is enough to burn off a layer of skin against some ordinary people, but for the invincible sword of benevolence, this is no different from a drizzle, he waved his hand casually, and a strong wind blew all those acid back. The man crawled to the ground without being burned by his own arcane and his face was full of pits, but after he got up, he finally saw that the man who had the audacity to trespass on the mage tower did not seem to be a Euroo, and stammered, "Wait... Wait, you... You're one of those Westerners who venges the church, are you? But you can't be so rude!"

"By the way, you weren't seen by anyone else when you came, right? Hell, can't you wait until the evening to come quietly? If someone sees a Westerner coming here looking for us, it's a big problem!"

The man stuck his head out for a few more careful looks, then retracted and closed the wooden door again. Just as he was about to say something to the invincible king, the sword of benevolence suddenly came through a place in the tower with a bang, and then the woman cried faintly, and the man turned around and roared loudly: "Quiet! slut, haven't you had enough of my whip? If you disturb my teacher, I will make a human specimen, and then arrest your daughter and sister in your place!"

"Oh?" this moment aroused the attention of the Invincible Sword of Benevolence, and turned his head to look at the mage apprentice man. "Why, it's still a woman who was arrested and detained. Is it true that the so-called magician is a creature that can't find a woman by normal means?"

"Thanks to you, Westerners. I've been coveting this woman for a long time, and if it weren't for the turmoil you caused that night, I really couldn't find a way to get her here quietly. The apprentice man smiled smugly and licked his lips. "It's a pity that her sister and her twelve-year-old daughter didn't catch it...... But I think there will be a chance sooner or later. You guys came so suddenly last time, can you let me know in advance next time? Ah, I know you're connected to the teacher, I mean, you can also inform me in advance......"

The Sword of Benevolence smiled, "Do you want us to continue to give you the black cauldron of captive and predators? ”

"Anyway, you have enough black cauldrons on you, aren't they? The crime of organizing a cult is never allowed by the laws of the West Coast Council and all the conventions of the temple churches, compared to it, whether it is killing people or arresting women to detain them, this kind of thing is like a few drops of ink on a coal mountain, whether it is really what you did has not had any substantive impact at all. In case you haven't heard of it, it's called the law of upper limit stacking, which means ...... Anyway, you won't understand it, but this is a masterful study involving the laws of the arcane, and it requires a highly intelligent brain and deep knowledge......" The apprentice man shrugged, a little dismayed that he had just aroused an audience that could not be understood. Then he was stunned again, for he saw the hand of the Sword of Benevolence slowly reaching out towards him, and the thumb of that hand clasped the middle finger in a strange gesture.

"What is this? what do you want to do?" the apprentice man asked, stunned as he looked at the hand that was slowly reaching out in front of him. Then the thumb-clasped middle finger popped out right on his head, and the top half of his head shattered like an egg that had been slammed, and the bones, flesh and brains were mixed together and sprayed out, painting a terrifying picture of white and red directly on the wall behind him. His body, which had lost the upper half of his head, took two steps back and sat staggering to the corner.

"You have such a smart brain and so deep knowledge, why can't you guess what I want to do?" The Sword of Benevolence smiled as he looked at the red-and-white slurry-sized pieces on the wall. One of the eyeballs was lucky not to have exploded, but it was stuck to it along with the other bits and pieces, and it looked as if it was still staring at him alone, but the completely shattered brain certainly had no ability to think.

"Sure enough, you have to wear rimless sunglasses when you do this. He withdrew his hand and rubbed his chin, smiling. He didn't search for the woman who didn't know where he was imprisoned in this tower, and followed the path in his memory towards the upper level of the mage tower. (To be continued.) )