The "click" was the sound of the crystal cup shattering on the ground.

Olves propped her arms on the fireplace in front of her, so that she would not be too embarrassed in the eyes of everyone.

"What's the matter, Weiss. Helos asked nervously holding her, her face was pale at the moment, and there were slight beads of sweat on her forehead, no matter how she looked at it, she didn't look fine.

Olves shook her head, indicating that she was fine. The powerful dark seed just now gave her a light touch on her magic node, but it made her, a near-high-level magician, almost collapse to the ground due to magic disorder when using low-level magic, which was a desperate gap in the level of strength.

Peterson turned to face the closed door of the hall, which was quieter and quieter, and slowly but surely drew his sword, the knight's sword with holy light and fighting spirit dragged in the scabbard with a sonorous sound, and the aristocratic boys and girls looked at it in amazement, and before they could whisper, it was a loud "bang!"

A huge black shadow spread out its twin bats broke through the window, and the hook-like giant claws dug straight into a girl's chest and dragged it high into the air, breaking out of the window from the other side, and the screams came one after another at this moment.

"Don't panic!", even the screams of annoyance could not suppress Peterson's yell, and he rushed to the window with a large black mouth in a few leaps, and a sword raised high almost illuminated the darkness, and even opened the belly of a dark creature, pouring blood on a belly.

What didn't match his age was the resolute look, but the boy who calmed down his peers was not as confident as everyone thought, because what he had just raised his sword and easily slashed was only the servant of the night.

He caught the slight noise of the night again, and raised his sword to block in front of his chest, but his body flew out uncontrollably, and Peterson tried to stand up several times with his sword, but he had to lean over and squirt out a stream of blood in his chest.

A fine leather boot was withdrawn from the air, and in the window was an elegant man, it was difficult to tell whether he was young or middle-aged, but that languid posture was hard not to think of the old family in the thirteen branches of the night, and he looked at Peterson in surprise at the Marquis of Roth.

"How many years have we not seen each other?Roth Schelkin, twenty years ago we had a sweet and unforgettable deal, but now someone else came to buy your noble head. ”

Marquis Rot's face did not show a trace of panic, but he carefully looked at the man a few times, and said with a smile, "Marquis Zhanchekov, twenty years have passed, my sideburns have turned half white, but you are chic and dignified, and you are even more prosperous in the past." ”

Zhanchekov's languid gaze was a little more vigilant, and he retracted the halfway steps he had just taken, and he leaned against the window and looked around to see what kind of trap and Marquis Rot's honey sword contrasted.

Suddenly, his gaze swept over the many nobles on the field to Olves's body, and he couldn't help but take a deep breath and look amazing, it was hard to imagine that there was such a stunning woman in the world, no, goddess. The splendid garments were completely mundane, mundane on her! Why should they obscure the splendor of every inch of her skin.

He smiled slightly, completely forgetting the Marquis of Lot, who had just spoken to him, and saluted Olweis, "Miss Magician, I apologize for my previous faux pas, presumably the reckless Schelkin family will never give birth to a person like you, are you a golden eagle from the sky, or a silver canary from the branches?"

Olwes frowned slightly, there was already an extra glass wand in the hand behind her back, and the top of the wand was inlaid with the dragon crystal of the frost dragon of the Arres Mountains, and the power contained in this wand was not as good as tens of thousands of hers, which reflected the doting of the teacher who gave her the wand.

The purple magic net unabashedly outlined the prosperous colors on the ground, and the graceful three-colored light flew in it, and she must be the only person in the world who can instantly outline the high-level magic array "Silver Wood Shield" at the age of fourteen.

From the moment the vampire marquis looked at her, Olwes knew that she had become a prey in his eyes, and that the high-level magic she knew could only drain the demon tree inside her, and not hurt the vampire in the slightest. Hopefully, this defensive magic array will stir up his arrogance and give himself a respite.

At the moment when she finished the cast, Olwes couldn't help but look at her father, but she saw only a pair of cold eyes, which were no different from the eyes of her father who had let her fight with the sword and tiger at that time, wear out her hope and let her ignite the courage of despair.

Marquis Zhanchekov smiled playfully, why not take everything in this situation under his eyes.

He saluted the Duke gracefully, and said, "I didn't expect it to be your daughter, Duke Kellogg, I have heard that the Goldmers family have always let their children go into the wilderness and watch them coldly, and I know it at first sight today, but is my whetstone too sharp for Miss Olves?"

Duke Kellogg finally looked at him and said indifferently, "The whetstones in the world are never just right, little fellow of the Vinisanjo family, your father is not as cowardly as you are when facing his prey. ”

Zhanchekov smiled in dismay, what a ruthless father, a terrible enemy, worthy of the butcher who buried 100,000 Titan Empire iron armor alive back then, let him test whether the golden flower stem of this imperial butcher is delicate or full of thorns.

But I heard countless crisp sounds, and it turned out that there were still many noble children who did not forget to bring their real swords when they participated in the banquet, but in front of the flat Olves, it suddenly turned into a sword and a shadow, and the bushes were overgrown.

Olwes pressed her surprise into her heart, she didn't expect that there were more mid-level swordsmen in Floda Province, not gentlemen, considering their age, although their light was not as dazzling as Peterson's, but it was enough to hold up most of Floda's sky.

"Oh no. With a sigh of inexplicability, Zhanchekov smiled slightly, and glanced back at the tattered window where black-robed riders riding the three-headed monster poured in, squeezing inch by inch the light of the crystal chandelier on the dome.

The great shadow bat once again swept through the sky in the wind and swooped down on the star-like chandelier, its hideous serrations effortlessly chewing through the silver-plated steel chain that connected the dome to the chandelier.

The girl and her servants screamed in panic to dodge the chandelier that fell like stars, and after the crisp roar, it was even more suffocating that half of the light that was annihilated.

Olwes had already smelled blood, maybe it was the servants of the night, maybe it was the children of the nobility, but she knew that those children were not waste to be slaughtered, and the Empire would not tolerate assassination turning into slaughter.

Originally, there was only Marquis Rot who had the bounty around his neck, but now he has become a target for some reason, and he doesn't know who will become Marquis Rot's hunter after Zhanchekov's eyes are on him.

The silver, emerald barrier rippled like gummies, and Olwes looked coldly at Zhanchekov, who had come to her in an instant, and wrote verses on the high-level defensive magic with a finger.

"Dear Olves, what was expected to be a special visit turned into a chance meeting, which shows that we are quite fated. Zhanchekov smiled gracefully, "but I'm still very curious about what a noble lady like you can do to counter me." ”

Olwes was silent, the Bloods were cunning and cautious, and the more silent he was, the more he felt like he had everything in his hands.

Suddenly, Zhanchekov roared with a hideous face and pounced, the slender hands tore the barrier apart like sharp claws, and the sharp symbol of the demon and the long tail of depravity dragged a spark on the ground like a silver hook, and the structure of the magic circle suddenly became chaotic and exploded.

Olwes's steps retreated undisturbedly, her body with the "light hand" still unable to match the speed of the dark seed's mere body, and Zhanchekov's eyes, which were only a stone's throw away, glowed with an eerie rosy red, always giving her the illusion that she had been caught, trembling powerlessly and fearfully under Zhanchekov's sucking.

She didn't have any extra magic left for psychic magic in her plan, and the corrosion of this dark seed's innate talent could only be resisted by will. As long, graceful magical syllables rang out of her mouth with rapid and powerful sounds, a lightning bolt that shone as bright as day erupted from the tip of her wand.

Zhanchekov screamed, it was a high-level dark species, and it was uncomfortable to be hit by this thing at almost no distance, and almost every part of his body was enduring the pain and paralysis, which brought him more mental pain and insult than it caused to his body.

When the vision returned from the scorching day to the clarity of the night, Olvis's figure and breath were gone, but a gentle tone came out of her gritted teeth, "My dear Olves, where are you hiding? Didn't the Duke teach you that the noble creatures of the eternal night are almost immune to electric magic?"

"I am disappointed that you have made such a mistake, but considering your noble and profound family lineage, I believe that it is a ploy to provoke me, and in return for this trick, I promise that I will teach you the proper upbringing of a nobleman while taking pity on your tender body. ”

The crimson eyes stayed in the hall for a long time, and finally there was a little more anxiety, Olwes had more time, but he didn't have much time, looking up at the sea of fighting spirit that had become a reef in the sky, and at the moment when the ocean stopped, the big man would not wait for him a little longer,

Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a figure out of the corner of his eye, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but outline a cruel smile.