Act 287: The Princess and the Knight

There was a crisp 'bang', and the arched window glass shattered like a butterfly. The cultists swarmed in, some of them wearing the robes of monks and soldiers, some of them wearing the clothes of aristocratic guards, and they all had expressions as cold as iron, and the cold light of the swords in their hands flickered. Two hundred years earlier, in the era of glory, the nobles of Eruin were all born and died with the ancestor Eck, all of them were not skilled in bowing and horses, but most of the nobles of today's kingdom were drunk and dreamed of death, and in the face of such murderers, they were more like a wall that fell backwards and retreated, and for a time they screamed and roared in fear.

Among the crowd, only the princess and her party stood still, like a reef in retreat; The nobles remembered the majesty of the royal family, and even if they retreated, they bypassed His Royal Highness Griffiin, and the Grand Dukes of Anlek were in a similar situation, but it was because of this that they stood out in the hall. The cultists entered the flock and used their knives to cut a bloody path through the crowd, as if it was not a human limb that had been cut off, but a thorny branch, and for a time the blood flowed into a river, and the screams of fear finally turned into a terrible wail.

The half-elf girl was as iron-faced, and in any case she was once her father's courtier, but now she was reduced to the sword of a madman, and she was angry at the Templar's inaction, and on the other hand, she gently shook the hand of Sir Wolf beside her, "Overwell. ”

"Your Highness the Princess." The palace master's snow-white eyebrows raised, and he shouted out one step ahead of her: "The old minister knows what order you want to give, but I still ask you to withdraw your order and hurry to a safe place to avoid it, this place is not suitable for a long time." This is the area under the jurisdiction of the temple, and the high priest will naturally give us an explanation, so we don't have to go beyond the bounds. ”

"The courtiers of the kingdom are bleeding and dying, and when will it be the turn of the Cruz people to make irresponsible comments about the internal affairs of Eruin." Princess Griffiin turned her head and asked coldly, the momentum on her body at this moment was like an unsheathed sword, and the momentum was overwhelming, forcing Macaro who was about to speak. The cunning fox changed his face suddenly, thinking that this princess really lived up to her reputation, and just looking at her appearance would often be deceived by her weak side.

"Overwell, separate the crowd!" Griffi's face did not change. She took the sword from her guard's hand, and pulled her long silver hair in one hand, with a clean movement.

The nobles were eager to get out of the way, but as soon as they got out of the way, the vicious cultists came out behind. Makaro, who was bare-handed, couldn't help but secretly scream that something was wrong, it turned out that at this time they found out that the cultists who had entered the hall were at least the pinnacle of silver, and a few had even reached the gold level strength.

But it was unrealistic to retreat at this moment, and Eruin's former cunning fox reacted extremely quickly, and immediately roared angrily: "Overwell, take the princess away, leave it to us here!" ”

Before he could finish his sentence, a pitch-black and slender broad-bladed sword came into his eyes.

"Ah, where did your sword come from?" Everyone was startled to see Brando draw a sword nearly half a man high from under his cloak; The entourage was not allowed to bring weapons, and even Leo Woods, Overwell, Macaro and others did not have weapons in their hands, but this guy quietly made such a murder weapon, which really made people can't help but scold the security work of the temple for eating for nothing.

Of course, they are also wrong about the Temple, Brando has a legacy inherited from the Dark Priest Amman, not to mention bringing a small Earth Sword, even if it is equipped with a ballista.

Brando didn't bother to pay attention to them, a familiar smell filled the air, and he subconsciously stood in front of Griffiin and slashed forward. Everyone was stunned, the direction of Brando's slash was obviously air, but before they could react, a thin metallic tremor pierced through the air, and Brando's front suddenly twisted, and the transparent air turned into an assassin wearing a gray robe and holding a long sword.

The assassin was also dumbfounded, apparently not understanding how he had been discovered.

"Stealth Spell!" Macarro's face changed.

But Lewoods was silent, it was obvious that this was not an invisible spell, but some kind of special ability. As a master who has stepped into the elemental realm, he always has several detection spells on his body, and the mere invisibility technique is not enough to hide from his eyes; But just now, he didn't even realize the assassin's, 'But how did this guy find out?' He looked at Brando, and there was a deep suspicion in his sunken eyes.

Brando, of course, would not have replied that he had dealt with these Cross Assassins, and he frowned at the fact that these Assassins were not cultists, but a special class of troops from some of the principalities near Eruin. The duchy was a vassal of Cruz, and if anyone present could summon these assassins, the biggest suspicion would have to be the Sanctuary of Fire.

But while thinking so, he did not move slowly in his hands, flicked away the opponent's weapon with both hands, and then slashed down without any tricks - this style of play was very different from ordinary swordsmanship, and the man obviously did not expect Brando's swordsmanship to be so unaesthetically pleasing, and he didn't even have time to raise his sword in a moment of astonishment, and was directly split in half by a sword in a stunned way.

With a bang, blood and internal organs were scattered all over the ground, and the long sword in the cultist's hand also fell to the ground. Only then did the people around react, Overwell stared at Brando, but Macaro and Lewoods gasped at the same time, they had more or less seen improved military swordsmanship from Nimesis and Freya, but it was the first time they had seen such sharp and direct swordsmanship.

"You're Brando, Brando, Tonigel, right!" Her Royal Highness the princess is extremely intelligent, and the characteristics of the earth sword in Brando's hand are extremely obvious, and when she sees his swordsmanship at this moment, where is there any doubt, and she immediately frowned and asked.

Brando was stunned for a moment, and looked back at the future de facto ruler of Eruin, Griffiin's soft face with a certain expectation on his face, and he nodded at the thought of the future outcome of this princess. The half-elf girl was stunned for a moment, the knight on her letter had jokingly said that she was coming to Ampesel to protect her, she thought it was just a compliment, but she didn't expect the knight she had never met to actually come.

"I didn't expect you to really come......"

"Of course, I do what I say." Brando replied as he turned to the cultist who had killed him.

"So you're here for me?" Princess Griffiin asked softly, there is nothing to be shy about, a knight fights for a beautiful princess, this is the most romantic thing. Whether in Eruin or Cruz, among commoners or nobles, this is a legend to talk about, and Griffiin never doubted his charm. It's just that Makaro and Leigh Woods behind her frowned.

"Maybe there's a reason," Brando hesitated, not hiding it, "but this time I'm here for Eru." ”

"For Eru?" Griffithine was stunned.

"I don't trust anyone else," replied Brando, raising his sword, "to be able to regain the banner of the former Ek, for it is too glorious for those who hide in the dirt to tolerate it." ”

The half-elf girl smiled slightly, and couldn't help but nod, her eyes lit up.

"We'll talk about that later." Brando's eyes were straight ahead, and his face did not change, and a plurality of cultists were rushing through the gaps in the crowd. At this time, he had already seen that there were obviously fewer cultists attacking the other directions, and nearly half of the cultists who rushed into the hall were coming straight towards them; What the hell is going on, Brando knows it, and can't help but sneer, it's good that he is here, if he doesn't come today, the future princess regent may really be in danger.

It is well known that the court mage is not as strong as a warrior without preparation, and Macaro and Lewoods and others are obviously not the opponents of these 'assassins' with their bare hands, the other party is sure that the princess will stay, and today's shape; what a cultist, this scene in front of him is simply a long-planned assassination, Brando's brows furrowed, and even the high priest Wood was suspicious.

Brando only knew that such a thing had certainly not happened at the Ampessel meeting in history, and that history had changed, but he had no idea where the roots were. However, he was not nervous, these cultists intended to win by crowd tactics, but as everyone knows, the last thing he was afraid of was group fighting. Thinking of this, he glanced at Archduke Siphach and Archduke Anlek not far away - although he didn't know what was going on, but now it seemed that these two guys must be the plotters, Brando smiled disdainfully, "Since you want to play, I'll give you a meeting gift later." ”

At this moment, the number of gold-level stores among the cultists has reached eight, which is already quite a large number in Eruin, almost equal to half of the high-end combat power of the various forces vying for royal power on the table. None of the people present, including Overwell, believed that they could win, even with Brando, and the princess only had three golden tiers around her.

"Brando, can you buy me some time, I can summon the day...... Those things that night. At this time, the Countess on the side pulled La Brando's sleeve and asked in a low voice.

Brando glanced at the pale Dilferry, and suddenly felt a little apologetic, "If you summon those things, the temple will trouble you." ”

"It's okay, I can summon some other otherworldly creatures." Dilferry whispered, "If we don't summon, we'll all die here." ”

"It's a pity that there is no wand," said Lewoods with chagrin, "otherwise it would have been too easy to deal with these guys." But it's the same now, if you can buy me a few minutes for this old bone, I can easily clean them all up. The old man couldn't help but secretly complain about the Flame Temple, if it weren't for the reputation of the Temple, he wouldn't be as wolf as he was now, even if he didn't have a wand, as long as he had a little preparation.

"In a few minutes, I can't do it at all." At this time, Makaro shook his head, "Unless there is a weapon, it's pretty much the same." He glanced at Brando, and just when Brando thought that this guy was going to betray himself to the top tank again, he didn't expect this Eruin once cunning fox to sigh and ask, "Brando, how is Akane?" ”

"She's fine, and this time she's here too." Brando paused for a moment and replied.

"You shouldn't have brought her," Makaro shook his head, "Forget it, I'm not qualified to lecture you." Although we only have one face, the princess will ask you this time, please send the princess and the countess out safely, and leave it to me here. ”

Brando was stunned for a moment, but suddenly understood. Macaro took a fancy to his talent, he clearly showed that he had a good impression of the royal party, and he was a genius who reached the golden realm at the age of less than twenty. The foxy fox is optimistic about his future potential and the forces behind him, so he would rather keep himself than send him away. Brando has no doubt that if his talent is mediocre, Macaro will not hesitate to let himself go to the top cylinder.

But even so, this guy's behavior still touched him a little. In any case, those who persist are always worthy of respect, and the royal party really did not have a greed for life and fear of death, but for some reason Brando actually went back to the years when he fought side by side with his friends for Eru.

He felt his blood burn, smiled and replied, "Actually, you don't have to, Mr. Cunning. ”

"Huh?" Macaro was stunned, and he turned around to see two doors of light open next to Brando.

"Andreg, Mordfeth, kill these guys!"

The sword of the earth in Brando's hand swung forward, and a transparent ripple rippled through the air—the power of the elements. Everyone gasped, entering the golden level and touching the wall of elements are two different concepts, in this world, only extremely talented people often have the opportunity to touch the realm of elements, and some people can't comprehend the slightest bit of the elements even if they hover at the peak of gold all their lives, but Brando is obviously one of the few leaders at the moment.

At the same time, two silver figures stepped out from the suddenly opened white light door, and the shape on the field instantly reversed.

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