Prince Nuada was bare-handed, surrounded by a majestic royal guard.

These guards are not elves, but a special race left over from ancient times, sparsely populated, and now almost extinct.

Wearing a beak made of steel on his head and holding a huge knife the width of an ordinary adult, this heavy weapon kills when touched, and hurts when touched.

Even Prince Nuada was reluctant to go toe-to-toe with them.

"Prince, go on!"

Standing at the back of the crowd, Alanya took advantage of everyone's lack of attention and pulled out a narrow knife on the back of one of the guards and threw it in.

"Alanya, what are you doing?" Princess Nuara asked sharply.

"I'm sorry princess, I think the prince has chosen the right path, and I'm more willing to let it go than live so long!" Alanya lowered her head and said in a firm tone.

In the crowd, the other elven councilors were also discussing, and the vast majority of the elves advocated peace and supported the Elven King Barrow's decision.

But there are also some young elves born in the last few hundred years, who have endured more suffering and are more hostile to humans.

Obviously, it is also easier to accept the path chosen by Prince Nuada.

"Uh......h Woo! ”

Prince Nuada wielded a single knife and pulled out a knife flower, and he looked at the elven king Barrow sitting in the depths of the main hall, and his eyes revealed a determined killing intent.

Even in the face of heavy surrounding, he has always maintained a calm and unhurried bearing.

"Let's do it!"

The Elven King finally gave the order, and at the moment of his voice, Prince Nuada's figure suddenly moved, teleporting closer to one of the guards on the right side of his body.

The single knife in his hand stabbed up diagonally under the opponent's ribs and directly pierced the heart! With a single blow, he spun around behind the guard and kicked the guard into the body, kicking the guard into the warband.

It was just a split second that the encirclement was broken.

In his hurry, he even had time to draw another knife from the back of the dead guard.

With his sword in both hands, Prince Nuada took a few steps back with light steps.

As the most powerful warrior in the elven race, all his achievements were fought out of the sea of corpses and blood, proficient in all kinds of cold weapons, and repeated practice for thousands of years, allowing him to integrate his attack instinct into every trace of muscle, and he is a true weapon master!

But the Elven King's guards were not in vain, and the giant knife in his hand swung like a wheel, whistling and slashing towards Nuada.

The single knife in the prince's hand was just an ordinary product, and he did not dare to take the opponent's attack hard, his steps were light, and he moved left and right in the many attacks like a butterfly wearing flowers.

The long knife in his hand was either stabbed or sharpened, leaving wounds of varying shades on the bodies of everyone.

"Bang!"

There were so many guards besieging him that Nuada was elbowed by one of them to the door after a long attack.

He rolled back, defusing the attack, wiping the blood from his face.

But at this moment, Princess Nuala, who was originally standing in the corner, also felt a tingling pain in the bridge of her nose and a long nosebleed.

"My father, the restrictions you planted on our brother and sister at the beginning, I didn't expect to face today's situation, right?" Prince Nuada sneered and looked at the Elven King on the throne.

Prince and Princess Nuada are rare elven twins, and their fates have been linked since birth, and according to tradition, the elven king has planted a special blood restriction on the two.

Within a certain distance, any one of them will receive damage from the outside world, and the other will report the same damage from their bodies.

But this tradition, at this time, became a kind of protection for Prince Nuada, and after listening to his words, the other guards became a little timid.

"Kan'er, take the princess down, and the others will continue to attack!" The Elven King gave the order indifferently.

Prince Nuada was under siege and couldn't get out, the corner of his eye swept over, and he quickly glanced at Alanya standing on the periphery, who understood and quietly followed.

As soon as the princess left, the battle in the hall suddenly entered a white-hot state, although the royal court guards were numerous, but their real strength was too different from that of Prince Nuada.

After two more deaths in a row, the situation tilted in the prince's favor.

"Whew!"

Killing the last two guards standing, Prince Nuada shook off the blood from his knife and looked indifferently at the elven king who was close at hand.

"I'm sorry, father!"

"I have to!"

"History will prove that I made the right choice!"

Poof!

After saying that, he stabbed the long knife in his hand into the heart of the Elf King without hesitation!

The elven king opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but everything finally turned into a helpless sigh.

After the Elven King's death, his body quickly became wooden, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a lifelike statue.

"Click!"

Nuada removed the fragment of the crown from the Elven King's belt, and he held it high above his head.

"War starts, the whole clan prepares for war!!"

…………

"Uh-huh......!"

With a high moan, Kardashian lay limp on Mawson's chest, and the moonlight outside the window "shot" on Kardashian's white ketone body.

"Pay attention to the influence, your voice is so loud, it will be heard by two children." Mawson quipped with a laugh.

"It's not you yet!"

Kardashian didn't want to move a finger, she put her arms around Mawson's neck, "How nice it would be if we had a child of our own." ”

Mawson patted Kardashian on the back, "Redboy and Sharon are our children. ”

Kardashian's eyes turned red, "But I still want one, a child that belongs only to us." ”

"It's not your problem, it's mine." Mawson comforted softly, "I think that's good too." ”

"I don't believe it!"

Kardashian sat up violently from Mawson's body.

"Let's work harder!"

Mawson's face was black, such a high-sounding reason, I didn't seem to be able to refuse, and before he could say anything, Kardashian writhed on her own.

Mawson now feels that the biggest benefit of injecting Kardashian with "ejaculation" enhancement "medicine" is not to keep her young forever, but to facilitate her to do that kind of thing......

The two were fighting fiercely when there was a sudden knock on the door, followed by the voice of the 9th.

"Sir, I'm sorry to bother you, but address 17, which you specifically told us to keep an eye on, has been visited."

"Address 17?" Mawson was startled, and his gaze swept over the fragments of the crown placed on the table and chair.

This address was specially left for Mawson when he separated from Princess Nuala.

Immediately after that, he felt a burning pain in his wrist, and a message appeared on his personal terminal.

Side Quest: Deliver the Pieces of the Betsmola Crown to Princess Nuala.

Mission Progress: 1/3.

Reward: 300 Space-Time Coins per shard!

A side quest was triggered!

Mawson's body continued to stir, but his attention had already wandered to the side quest.