More than 100 yards away from the martial arts conference, in an ordinary hotel, the two-gun "berserker" Samael, who had recovered from his injuries, was holding a cup of hot tea, staring at the other person sitting in front of him. He had been here for a few days, and although he had not received the answer he had hoped for, he had been able to convince the tenants of the room to come to the lord's aid, so he had to keep his face shy, hoping that it might happen.

It's just that he didn't know that the lord he had decided to follow was out of danger and was working on another important thing.

"Just staring at me, you won't make any progress in your marksmanship."

The man who sat diagonally across from Samael had short water-blue hair and a face like a crown of jade, and at first seemed to close his eyes to recuperate, but there was a certain smile on his face. Perhaps sensing the burning gaze of his disciple, he finally opened his eyes slowly, looked at Samael and smiled.

"I remember how you stared at that spear for ten minutes and then broke the glacier with one shot." Samael shrugged and put down his teacup. Ever since he left the medical center of the Martial Arts Conference, Samael has been searching for his teacher, who is known as the "One-Shot Demon God", and now he has found it, but he still doesn't know why he has never agreed to his request.

Illier, who calls himself a traveler, smiled, "Are you still worried about your lord's problems?" ”

Samael pouted helplessly, and the answer was self-evident.

"Young people are really more in tune with each other." Ilière looked out the window and interjected a digression, "How is your berserker bloodline awakening?" ”

"Probably soon, right? Lately, I have always felt the call of the bloodline. Samael replied hesitantly, not quite sure. These days are idle and panicked, and occasionally I feel the atmosphere of rage, if it is not for the fact that I know that I can't beat the man in front of me. With his belligerent personality, he had already rushed forward with a spear.

"If I'm not wrong, in a few more months, you'll have to completely awaken the berserker bloodline, and then you'll have to ask the lord to help take care of it." Ilière sighed thoughtfully, then nodded suddenly. "Well, since you've been here 'sincerely' for more than ten days, I can't turn a blind eye and want me to help that lord......"

"Greenfield." Samael reminded in a whisper.

"Lord Greenfield, well, you want my help, I can spare a moment." Ilière tapped the armrest lightly, and the light in his eyes shone brightly, "Walking in the world." It's nothing more than you help me, I help you, who knows if he will be able to help me in the future? ”

Finally getting the teacher's answer, Samael was overjoyed, he didn't even listen to the second half of the sentence, and for a while he only thought about hurrying to find Albert and asking the teacher to help find the lord. But just as he was overflowing with ecstasy, Ilière suddenly stood up and stared out the window with a solemn face.

The hostel where they were. You can just see the imposing huge circular building.

"Teacher?"

Ilière looked at it for a few seconds, then suddenly turned and removed the orange spear that was leaning against the wall. He threw the two handles to Samael. The latter subconsciously took the weapon, but he didn't know what the teacher's intentions were, and his head was a little dazed, and he looked at the teacher in a daze.

"I haven't changed my mind that quickly." As if guessing what Samael was thinking, the man who had completely lost sight of the master rolled his eyes, "It's just that things will probably slow down." There are more urgent things to do at the moment. ”

As he spoke, he pointed out the window and quickly dressed.

Samar, who didn't know why, looked at the teacher, then at the window, and walked to the window in confusion to look out. The first two eyes. It was normal outside, and Samael was still a little confused, but the next moment, what happened in front of him suddenly made him dumbfounded.

There was a boom, both the end and the beginning.

The world-famous building of the venue, like a shortbread, actually split in half right under his nose.

……

A few hours ago, Count Zishand, who was still sighing, was now extremely happy. Without him, just look at those noble families without a leader, you can see how calm the Longfa family is with him in control of the overall situation.

Obviously, he did not attend the martial arts tournament.

This qiē is all due to the fact that he is entangled in the affairs of the kamikaze knights, if it is not really impossible to get out, Sir Mrak will definitely not miss this sword competition in the martial arts conference, but as a result, most of the results are trapped in the venue, how can he sit in the family like now, and command the disaster in an orderly manner?

"You don't have to take care of the house and real estate, let the warehouse management immediately select the most valuable items to take away, the personnel take care of the lady to evacuate first, and the kamikaze people go to the side room to help, the foundation of the house over there is not strong enough, it may be dangerous, be careful."

Sir Mrak, who walked briskly through the hall, gave orders to the butlers and kamikaze knights around him. The family always comes first, and he has to arrange it before he can do anything else.

"My lord, the knights stationed outside the city have already been deployed."

A kamikaze rider sped outside, reporting to Ser Mrak.

"Very good...... Before the big-faced earl's words fell, a sudden turmoil came, and the crystal chandelier on the roof rattled, and a lot of white ash fell and crackled on the bodies of the people below. Sir Mrak is very skilled, pulling the butler to flash aside, and as for the kamikaze knight, of course, he doesn't have to worry about it.

"I'll leave it to you over to the Knights, make sure to rescue the king and his party." Without looking at the mess, Mrak quickly ordered the kamikaze knight who had just returned. The Longfa family is based in the province of Aruma, whether it is his patriarchal father or several brothers, they are all developing in the province, and there is no one in the family who holds a position in the dynasty, all thanks to the blessings of Rion II, if he can rescue His Majesty the king at this time, it will be a reassuring stone for the entire Longfa family.

But the action must be fast, what he can think of is not necessarily something that other families can't think of.

- That's why he chose the Kamikaze Knights.

"How many families do you need to do the above things?" The kamikaze knights had been arranged, but Mrak grabbed the butler and asked.

The butler hesitated, "It will take about two-thirds of the manpower, but ......"

He may have wanted to say that the more people the better, after all, in an earthquake, one point faster is one point safer, but Mlak interrupted him without hesitation, "The Longfa family has divided the general manpower to help evacuate the ordinary people. ”

"What?" The butler was taken aback, and then realized that he had lost his temper, but he was unwilling to carry it out, and argued to himself: "But my lord, this will slow down us a lot!" No, no, even if you want to send it, you should send it to other friendly forces or nobles! ”

The butler's words were undoubtedly the most valuable practice for the Longfa family, but Mlak shook his head and did not waver in the slightest.

To send the kamikaze Knights, who are extremely important to him, to a dispensable king? This was already his limit - it was only his responsibility as a member of the Longfa family, and even in his mind, it made more sense to send a kamikaze knight to protect the young lord who had known him late, but unfortunately that man had been missing for a long time, and there was no news yet.

He always believes that there is more important things waiting for him.

"Whether some people admit it or not, the foundation of the country is the people, and we cannot sit idly by and watch the foundation stone be destroyed." Mlak replied in a deep voice, signaling to the butler that there was no need to say any more, "Now, carry out my orders at once." ”

The butler sneered for a while, and finally threw down a sentence ruthlessly, "The patriarch will not approve of your behavior!" ”

"Then he should dare to come to this place of calamity." Mlak snorted, unimpressed by his father. The big-faced earl, who was born at the Rodland Military Academy, was famous among the cadets in that class, not only because of his outstanding personal ability, but also because of his small circle of people who gathered people by like, everyone was a famous genius, a rebellious man with a heart higher than the sky, and he could be gathered together, not because of the gains and losses of the pounds, but because of the enthusiasm of the worried country. Even if you leave the academy and return to the family, you always have to deal with such and such "broken things", but your heart has never changed.

The future of Rhodeland should be in their hands.

……

Running wildly, Grimm obviously didn't know the decision made by these people, but whether it was his friends or allies, subordinates or subordinates, they all chose to rescue the people of Mierte. In a state of emergency, he didn't see that although he had given up saving people along the way, the points in the taskbar were not stuck, but instead kept rising, and there was no tendency to stop at all, but he kept accelerating under his feet, staring at the collapsed tower, and he was going to arrive at that one-ten-thousandth moment.

In that bizarre memory, he clearly remembered that the position belonged to the princess Sefilia, and whether there was anyone in the courtyard or not, he had to rush over to take a look at it to be at ease.

Speed force, lightning in a second.

Green, who was running to create a world where time stood still, finally rushed to the courtyard that was not very familiar a second before the tower fell. To his surprise, the figure that has always made him unforgettable is actually in the courtyard. At that moment, there was no emotion, Green only felt that his mind was blank, and his body subconsciously rushed over, and ten times the speed force forcibly rose to twenty times, and captured the beautiful princess.

"Eat!"

The moment he rushed out, Green threw out the scarab gem directly. In just one second, all the awakening power was exhausted, and in the face of the debris that came from the burst, he had no choice but to let the scarab gnaw all the stones.

The pet space opened and closed, and a pair of horn-like protrusions struck lightly, suddenly striking out like a storm.

Palm-sized pets, devouring gluttony. (To be continued......)

PS: How do you write it to feel "refreshing"? Headache......