In terms of where, Flosanders's unscrupulous words can always make people angry, and in some cases, they can cause some unnecessary disputes, and this time the object involved made Luo Lan frown, Prince? [No pop-ups.] Drunken Dew Academy

Sure enough, the noise of people on the street outside suddenly fell silent, as if a fly buzzing in the ear had been suddenly seized by an invisible hand.

"Elf, I ask you to apologize for your foul words. A low, majestic voice came out.

Florsanders apparently didn't buy it, and he said dissatisfiedly: "Do you have to apologize for betting?"

There was a hint of anger in that majestic voice, and as the sound of the sword being drawn out of its sheath, his voice became full of threat: "I solemnly remind you once again that you have insulted His Royal Highness Prince Shumi! If you don't apologize, I don't guarantee that your life will last until the next moment." It is conceivable that the sword in his hand should have been on Flosanders' neck at this moment.

Obviously, no one here in Luo Lan would stand up for Flosanders, an elf who often provokes trouble, so no one took the initiative to speak up, or even looked willing to wait and see.

This scene falls in the eyes of the other party, and it naturally becomes a sign of weakness. The middle-aged swordsman raised his head, accentuated his tone, and said fiercely: "Apologize!"

Luo Lan thought that Flosanders would immediately make an inexplicable ridicule or harsh sarcasm, but what he waited for was silence. He couldn't help but be a little suspicious, could it be that this guy who likes to cause trouble has learned to be obedient? Or is the other party too strong that he doesn't dare to make a sound? Thinking of this, he put his hand on the curtain of the car, and couldn't help but want to open it to see the scene outside at this moment.

Even Athena gave a curious look in her eyes, on the first day she joined Luo Lan's team. The half-elf once said to her rudely: "According to the rules of the human world, if you are a cousin, you can't be a lover." Drunken Dew Academy" seemed to have identified her identity, what an astonishing intuition! At that time, her face was hot, and she was speechless. So she wondered if the prince was really as fat as a pig as Flosandros said, and if so, she doubted that the latter was not merely a judge of intuition. It also requires great observation and keen insight.

In the silence and waiting, Florsanders' voice finally burst out, he stretched out his hand and pointed in one direction, and shouted, "Look there." Where do ordinary people need such a big carriage, doesn't that prove that I have what I say?"

Everyone was moved away by his expression and demeanor, and involuntarily looked in the direction he was pointing, and for a moment, Florsanders blinked, and suddenly shrank his neck. He took a few quick steps back, and in an instant he was in the ranks of the undead.

At this time, Luo Lan's curtain happened to be opened. I happened to see a middle-aged swordsman in swordsman armor turning his head in shame, his slashing sword in his hand held up in the air, staring at the crowd with angry eyes, showing a smug smile on his face.

The corner was empty. Where there are carriages.

But it was indeed not his fault that he was deceived by such a simple little trick, because Florsanders' expression was so realistic. And the mentally retarded look was really unthinkable, so he was not the only one who was fooled, except for those undead who were unmoved, and the dozen or so swordsmen who followed him all turned their eyes in unison.

and all of them were deceived and some civilians watching, but they were kind enough to understand the joke, and they broke out into laughter very cooperatively.

The hearts of all the swordsmen were filled with the feeling of being insulted, and the sound of scolding and drawing swords suddenly rang out. Drunken Dew Academy

But that wasn't the end of it, and Florsanders once again loudly stimulated the swordsmen, grinning, "Ha, your reaction proves that my judgment is indeed correct. ”

These words undoubtedly added another handful of dry wood to the burning anger.

The middle-aged swordsman couldn't take it anymore, he reached out roughly, trying to pull out Florsanders, who was hiding among the undead, and then chop it into pieces, and the swordsman behind him also stepped forward, trying to push away the people who were in front of them who were wrapped in cloaks.

The undead didn't get Luo Lan's order, they stood still and didn't move, but under the hood, they showed a chill, and their hands were on the hilt of their swords, ready to fight back at any time.

The demonic armor they wore made them far more powerful than these ordinary swordsmen, who blushed and panted after a few efforts

I can't push them.

The middle-aged swordsman suddenly roared angrily, raised his sword and aimed it at these undead as if threatening, and the swordsmen behind him also followed suit.

Their actions finally angered the sentient undead, who also drew their weapons, and their eyes began to glow green.

The silent silence and coldness made those swordsmen feel a little chill in their hearts.

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became solemn, and a storm was brewing.

And the initiator of the incident, Florsanders, was hiding far behind, with a look of good show.

This look made everyone extremely suspicious that this was a deliberate incident provoked by him.

At this moment, Lemmon happened to walk out of the door of the inn, and the housekeeper and the captain of the swordsman named Sonon also seemed to notice something strange outside, and rushed out together.

Captain Sonon swept his eyes across the field, and when he saw the figures of the undead, he frowned slightly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, he suddenly took a step forward, stretched out his hand and grabbed Lemmon's shoulder, and said loudly, "Stop!" He lowered his body slightly, and said in Lemmon's ear: "Let your master tell them all to stand down." He quickly saw the situation in the field and made a decision without mercy.

The housekeeper's lips moved when she saw his movements, as if she was about to say something, but in the end she didn't say it.

Captain Sonon seemed to know her thoughts, smiled calmly at her, and said, "I'm not one of those stereotypical knights. ”

Lemon felt a heart-piercing pain in his shoulder, as if as long as the other party pushed harder, he could crush all the bones there, he didn't say a word, and looked up at Luo Lan's carriage and horse.

It just so happened that Luo Lan's gaze also looked over, his expression was as calm as water, but there was a faint hint of acquiescence and expectation behind those deep eyes.

Lemon was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized, is the mentor going to test my ability to deal with emergencies in such a situation?

There was a sudden surge of excitement and excitement in his heart, which was also mixed with several gains and losses, what should I do? What should I do?

The strength on his shoulders is getting bigger and bigger, which makes him miserable, and he desperately reminds himself, calm down, be calm!

At this moment, a carriage drove up at the corner of the street, this carriage was not only richly decorated, but also very large, and this exaggerated layman could not help but make all the onlookers show strange expressions, and they all speculated, could it be that the elf who was like a fool had guessed correctly?

But they were obviously wrong, after the carriage stopped not far away, first a slender female elf walked down, she carried a small and delicate golden short bow on her back, she glanced around, and then she lifted the curtain of the car, and a girl's head poked out of it, she had long wavy blue hair, exquisite features, stared at a pair of curious eyes, and said in surprise: "Butler Missier, what are you doing here?"

The housekeeper had a serious expression and said loudly: "Miss Xiumi, this is an unexpected conflict, please don't come close." ”

But her advice made the girl even more curious, and she looked at the whole room, her eyes resting on Lemon's body, and she said in surprise: "Butler Missier, is that boy a servant you found for me?"

The housekeeper was silent for a moment before she said, "Miss, please wait a moment, we will give you a satisfactory answer soon." ”

The girl suddenly exclaimed, pointed at Flosanders, and said, "Mojia, is that your clansman?"

"No, he's just a half-elf. The female elf beside her glanced at Florsanders faintly, and the corners of her mouth brought a haughty arc.

A flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in Lemon's mind, he felt that he had grasped all the keys, his eyes flickered slightly, and he said in his heart: "Adozimath, kidnap her!"

Lemmon's head tilted slightly, but the slight movement made Captain Sonon seem to sense something, and he immediately looked at the place where the female elf was standing, and said in a deep voice, "Be careful!"

The elf took the bow in her hand vigilantly, but her hand stopped halfway through, for he saw a man wrapped in a white bandage standing beside the chariot, with a blue dagger in his hand on the girl's neck.

Adosimad said in a hoarse voice, "Put down your weapons!"