No one can describe the heaviness and panic in the palace at this moment, when Olves, who had fallen to the ground, appeared in the field of vision, and with her appeared out of thin air, a shallow pit in the ground and a long mottled streak of blood, no one could guess that there was a fierce battle here, but strangely no one noticed it.

The palace guards poured in like ant colonies, surrounding the entire hall and stabilizing the order.

Under the gloomy gaze of Emperor Hardy Denpusch, Clifford, the head of the Holy Knights, calmly and angrily stepped out of the high platform and crouched down in front of Olves. He twisted the cobweb-like blood from Olves' body, the degree of dryness suggesting that the battle had been at least an hour before, though it was obviously impossible.

Ignoring the angry gazes of the youths around him, he pulled down the gown from Olves' shoulders, revealing not fair skin, rounded shoulders, but a bleak section of flesh that had collapsed, bones shattered into pieces of bone like blades piercing in the middle.

"She... Is the little girl of the Goldmers family still alive?", asked Hardy Denpsch with a frown.

Clifford's gentle white fighting qi like a spring stream poured into the wound, and the almost festering flesh and blood were rejuvenated by the treatment of this fighting qi, "She's still alive, Your Majesty, but I suggest that the court healer come and heal her immediately." ”

His Majesty Hadi Denpushi breathed a sigh of relief, and only then did he plan to send troops south, he didn't want the only daughter of Duke Kellogg, who relied on him, to die in his palace inexplicably, not to mention that this daughter was also a disciple of the archmage Kelvenna, and this consequence made him a little sad.

"Tell Elsa!", the Emperor's face became even more gloomy, this assassin didn't even notice Clifford, does this mean that he can easily succeed if he assassinates himself.

Clifford sensed His Majesty's gaze, shook his head at what he was thinking, and said, "Judging by the breath and shape of the wound, it was a cane made of dead wood that shattered her shoulder, so the Assassin must be a high-ranking Bloodline." ”

"He chose the interface between the two halls to arrange a deep spatial magic, so as to avoid my detection, and there were still ashes left behind by the teleportation scrolls on the ground. What happened may have to wait for her to wake up and ask. ”

Hardy Denpsch frowned, Clifford's answer did not satisfy him completely, he leaned on his throne for a moment with his chin propped up, and said, "Inform the Inquisition so that they can find out about this matter." ”

"Your Majesty, maybe we don't need ....."

Clifford's words were immediately interrupted by the Emperor, "There is no need to hesitate, those dark races have not dared to set foot in Orman's palace for hundreds of years, and I want to see what gives them the courage to face my wrath." ”

A crisp but powerful footstep sounded in everyone's ears before they even stepped into the main hall, making the nobles' faces a little difficult to look at, and no one knew what this footstep meant.

The people of the Inquisition came faster than the healers.

The silver robe fluttered softly, and the sea of fire painted on it was so scorching! The countless crosses planted in the wilderness did not give them the slightest feeling of redemption, but instead made their hearts tremble violently when they met those strange silver eyes, and the whole hall became silent.

Not so was the case with His Majesty Hardy Denpusch, who stared at this rather young boy with some dissatisfaction, even though he could see from him that he was not inferior to his demonic martial attainments and almost condensed murderous aura, "What about Norsen? Why didn't he come?"

The silver-eyed young man saluted the emperor and smiled a little gloatingly, "The relics that the teacher has brought back from the province of Floda are fake, and they are under the accusation of the Patriarch, and if you have the trust of your majesty, you can entrust this matter to me, Gerald Wittelsbach." ”

"Northson's disciple?", Hadi Denpusch's expression suddenly became cold, and the monstrous killing intent swept through the entire hall like a violent wind, only the young man's expression remained unchanged like a reef in this violent wind, "This is a big case, I don't have time to delay, what if you don't find out?!"

"Then I will use the glory of Your Majesty to make the three dark families disappear completely!"

Hardy Dempsch smiled a little in surprise, and the guys at the Inquisition always gave him an interesting and decent answer, "Then you can do it, three months! In three months, whether it's the head of the Despicable Blood, or the full report of the assassination, I'm going to see one of them." ”

As the boy bowed to leave, a magician passed him and ran briskly into the hall. The water healer, a woman, loosened the hand holding the blade in his sleeve, showed a rather playful smile, and stepped forward.

Elsa nodded to Clifford and knelt down in front of Olves, and with a wave of her hand, a leather bag spread out on the ground, needles, knives, scissors, and tweezers. Turquoise water burst from her left hand and gently wrapped Olwesse, while her right hand sliced through Olwess's flesh to mend her broken bones.

At the moment when the cut flesh healed again, it happened to be the time when Elsa completely patched up one shoulder bone, it was a wonderful art, and he admired the thought of those assassinated Otman emperors, who were dying yesterday and alive the next day, and I have to say that the healers who were protected by the goddess Okeanides were a group of anti-heavenly beings.

But just as the balance of the elements of magic and the principle of alchemy are one for nothing, his silver eyes clearly saw that the two flames of life, which symbolized Olves and Elsa, were rapidly weakening while one was brightening.

I heard that the lifespan of the healer is not more than thirty-five, and I don't know how many such sacrifices the royal family raised. But who called him and his teacher His Majesty's most loyal dogs?" Gerald shrugged and smiled, turning his gaze to Olves, as if he had not noticed this blasphemous profession.

Olwes felt that the hell she was in was extinguished, whether it was the heat of the rising flames or the stench of the stench of sulphur, all completely disappeared under a rain. The endless bright ocean hung from the sky, washing away all impurity from the earth, and turning the hellish scorched earth into a vibrant soil again.

She soaked in the warm and comfortable blue ocean and didn't want to move, but her body forced her to open her eyes, and she was greeted by a pair of gentle eyes as blue as the ocean, which made her involuntarily think of the healers in the court.

After a brief break, the previous battle came to her mind, and soon after, she sat up and cursed with anger, "Damn old man of the Vini Sanju family, I wish you a sooner or later death of your offspring!"

Hardy Dempsch coughed, loud in the quiet hall, but still unable to suppress Olves' roar.

Olveis realized that everyone in the two halls was within a hundred meters of her, and Clifford, the most respected powerhouse in the world since she came to this world, was still beside her, and the expression on her face changed three times in a row, and finally stayed on the daughter of the Goldmers family, reserved and elegant with a trace of weakness and confusion.

Not knowing whether this belated remedy would be of any use, she made a gesture of reverence, took Elsa's hand, and smiled, "Thank you for saving my life, apostle of the goddess Okeanides, Olwes will remember your warm help for the rest of her life." ”

If it weren't for the presence of His Majesty the Emperor, the middle-aged and elderly nobles would probably have laughed out loud, perhaps this is the nature of this little girl of the Goldmers family, and it must be said that there is an interesting soul hidden under her good-looking skin.

But there are still people who dare to laugh here, and there was a burst of laughter, and Frederick stepped forward and said sincerely, "Olvis, I'm so happy to see that you're okay, those despicable bloods didn't do anything to you!"

Olwes really wanted to rush up and high-five him and grab his generous palm and shake it twice, of course, she actually showed a touching smile, "Your Highness, I'm fine, but the old man of the blood clan snatched something from me." ”

"What is it?", Gerald asked, his eyes moving slightly, and he scrambled between the two.

Olwes glanced at the somewhat oozing silver-eyed boy suspiciously, and then at the Ottoman Emperor who sat on the throne.

The latter nodded, and a shadow of light and shadow appeared in Olweiss's hand, which was exactly what the blood core looked like.

Gerald's eyes shrunk, and the smile on his face became colder, "Why was this thing in your hand before?" ”

Olwes almost realized his identity from his robes, and she didn't want a madman to think about her portrait all day long, and said, "In the palace of the Marquis of Roth in the province of Floda, I killed the Marquis Zhanchekov of the Vini Sanju family with a light spell, and the blood core left from his body. ”

"Floda, Marquis of Roth...", Gerald's eyes lit up and he smiled, "Thank you, Olvis, you've saved me a lot of time, but to be precise, it's not a blood core. ”

"Not a blood core?", Olwes smiled slightly, not arguing.

Gerald was happy, this girl was so interesting, he pointed to the swirling eight-sided crystal light and shadow, and said, "The blood core is only left behind by the prince-level bloodline, and the bloodline below the prince has only two options under the spell of the light system: being injured and returning to the ashes." ”

It was then that Olves noticed the fact that she had been left behind all along, and that Zhanchekov was only a marquis in the ranks of the Bloodline.

"But how can the Marquis say that he also has the strength of a great swordsman, you only broke through the level of a high-level mage not long ago. Gerald lowered his body slightly and smiled in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "I'm interested in you, Olvis, and you don't have a lot of secrets. ”