The sound of horses' hooves jumping on the plains can sometimes make people feel calm, and perhaps the carriage is a true symbol of the journey.

Old Reagan's heart is also mixed at the moment, the recent struggle between the black magician and the empire has intensified, to be honest, this should be the tenth noble boy and girl who has been discovered, but I don't know which respected family she belongs to, and what kind of uproar it will cause.

It stands to reason that with the strength of the empire, the dark mages can be torn apart in a moment, but those original companions should have the help of other forces in the empire in order to escape the capture of the empire again and again. He really missed the time when he had afternoon tea with his friends twenty years ago, and even when the Titan Empire looked sideways at the magicians, they didn't think they were in such a difficult situation today.

He thought about it and flipped through the calendar in amazement, the 31st day of the North Scale Star was exactly the same as the time when His Majesty was cursed by black magic twenty years ago, when the third prince was cursed by black magic, he lifted the curtain and looked at the carriage in which the girl was riding, even if he had never believed in Lokimede's nonsense, he had a trace of fear of fate.

The blood-colored spears and axes of the Royal Knights fluttered in the air, and the thunderous sound of the Earth Dragons running was as powerful as the knights riding on them, and it was clear that His Majesty the Titan Emperor, who hated the Dark Mage, wanted to see the cursed girl sooner and had sent someone to answer it.

Reagan knew in his heart that the number ten was about to reach a limit for His Majesty Konstantin.

The city of Barsaromu, the capital of the Titans, is a giant's structure, made of huge stones as small as one cubic meter, towering between the valleys, and from a distance, it blends with the majestic mountains, and from a closer view, it is amazing that it does not look like the work of human craftsmen.

The knights and carriages who had come to greet them drove silently into the brightly lit imperial capital, and the civilians drank and looked at the squad curiously amid the noise, even if they realized that the movements of the Royal Knights were so frequent that they would have forgotten about it the next day.

Rather, it was the eyes of the distant attic standing behind the curtains that were worth believing, and the noble night watchmen had never forgotten their duty to gather information for their masters.

"Virgil, are you going to the palace?" asked Reagan cautiously.

The middle-aged knight at the head shook his head, "Let's go to the Tiforni Church in the Xile District, where the noble boys and girls who have been cursed in the past year are all placed, and you know, Your Majesty has sealed the mouths of those nobles, and no one knows about the curse again for the time being." ”

"Still, Reagan, it's better that you don't get involved in this, both for you and for your daughter Belil. ”

Reagan fell silent, Virgil said nothing, and the procession drove into the castle, and only three people walked out of the tunnel to the Teaser Church.

Virgil looked at the sleeping girl he had picked up from the carriage with some surprise, her lips were tightly closed, her black eyebrows seemed to be able to speak, but they seemed to reveal the girl's temperament, her skin was as clear and dazzling as snow, and her body was as soft as the wind but had the real weight of life.

Pity rose in an instant, but it was suppressed again, and he pulled back his flying experience and reason from the chaos, let out a self-deprecating cry, and pushed open the door in the depths of the church.

The nine young men and girls sleeping on the nine large beds in the church were pale and weak, but the man wearing the imperial crown standing in the deepest part was tall and mighty, and the gaze he shot when he turned around was even more stern and scorching, the only fly in the ointment was that the crisp knock on the ground was not so neat when he stepped over.

"Fergill, you're back. ”

"Yes, my majesty. Frigil didn't think much about it, and laid the girl flat on the ground, and knelt down on his knees.

Emperor Constantine glanced at the unconscious girl, barely able to suppress his exasperated look, "Reagan, have you found a way to break the curse?"

Cold sweat and shame appeared on Reagan's face at the same time, "I have been entrusted by His Majesty, and I haven't found it yet, but if I am given another three years..."

"Three years?", the emperor's voice was high-pitched, "Those dark magicians didn't give me three years, and the nobles in the empire didn't give me three years!", suddenly his voice lowered again, and his cold gaze softened again, "Reagan, I don't doubt your loyalty, and you know that I never doubted you. ”

"But. His tone paused, "It seems that the agreement between our monarchs and ministers has also reached the deadline. I'm going to officially send troops to exterminate the Black Mage today, do you have anything to say?"

Reagan looked up, Constantine's eyes were filled with hellish rage, almost overwhelming him, even his legs were still shaking even when he was already kneeling on the ground, neither his magical attainments nor his spiritual achievements could keep him at peace under the overlook of this worldly power.

"Wechen... Speechless. ”

"That's good. The emperor patted the kneeling Reagan on the shoulder with satisfaction and nodded with satisfaction, "From Belier's point of view, I don't want you to have anything to say." ”

His dark eyes glanced at the prostrate crowd again, and he hurried out of the church, followed by the guards.

With a soft sound of the door shut, the windowless place suddenly became dim, and the court mages in front of and behind the big bed were busy again, but the sadness on Reagan's face was heavier than theirs.

"They are also nationals of the Titan Empire. Reagan's fingers trembled as he twirled around the symbol on his robe, which had once been the mark of the Titan Empire's Magician Society, and for him, it was his faith, the place where his soul was bound.

"Who do you mean, Dark Mage?", Virgil sighed and stood up, the young monarch always gave him greater anxiety and fear, but even so, the allegiance would never change.

"I don't think they did the curse, someone else. Reagan said emphatically over and over again.

"You always say that. Virgil looked at Reagan, "but they are capable of doing it, aren't they? Just like they did twenty years ago!"

"Twenty years ago, it wasn't us, I never believed it was Jason!", the old magician finally shouted out the words buried in his heart, and the court magicians in the church all stopped what they were doing with complicated expressions and looked over.

"Are you crazy?", Virgil said anxiously, grabbing Reagan by the collar, "Jason confessed his guilt in prison!"

"I don't know, I don't know, but there's got to be something wrong with this, and I can't stay here anymore. ”

"Damn!", Virgil looked at the magicians who coldly pulled away and took out their wands very tacitly, these are all Reagan's subordinates, coupled with the strength of Reagan's dual magisters, even the entire Royal Knights may not be able to bear it, and the bitterness makes the hand that grabs Reagan's collar a little weak, "Reagan, are you serious? This is equivalent to rebellion." ”

"Virgil, I have to do this, if it were you, the old comrades in the Knights are facing the disaster of life and death, can you be indifferent?"

"Let go of your hands, Fergil!"

"I'm saving you, Reagan!"

"I know, Fergill, but I'll call you!

Reagan's toughness at the moment was like the scorching sun, as if he was returning to the light before he died, and the more he did, the more he couldn't let him go, and the vindictive spirit emanated from Virgil's body, sealing Reagan's body.

Thinking of his wife and daughter at home, he smiled calmly and said, "I can't let you die, I've seen a lot more helplessness and despair than you." Reagan, if you want to leave, let them step over my corpse. ”

"Do it, Your Majesty?", Lionel, the head of the Royal Knights, looked at his most relied on lieutenant, Fergil, a lifelong friend, and there was already a hint of urging in his tone.

Konstantin glanced at him lightly, then looked at the pale Belle next to him, clenched her trembling hand, and frowned on her face without any fluctuations, no one knew that the top of the secret room was actually only a glass that allowed light to be transmitted, standing on the bell tower of the church and looking down, it was clear what was happening inside.

"Wait, Lionel, crossbow arrows are faster than magic. ”

There was a hint of despair in Lionel's eyes, and his clenched fists had to be released, "Since Your Majesty said so, it must be so." ”

The crossbowmen who were half-seated on the roof were a little panicked and wanted to look at each other, but duty required that the crossbow tips of their crossbows lock on the magicians, and cold sweat fell from their foreheads to the bottom of their hearts, and no one knew what would happen if their crossbow arrows were not magical.