The old king's dwelling, Debairu, is still a little far away.

Charles looked dull, Angela looked tangled and painful, and the two got into an open-top carriage stuffed with flowers together.

However, after only two minutes of the carriage, they saw more than a dozen palace attendants and several palace guards, gathered around a water pavilion, as if they were waiting for this person.

"Father, he's there." Queen Angela said lightly.

King Charles followed Angela's gaze and saw that the old king's carriage was indeed parked next to the water pavilion.

Bang la ......

When King Charles approached the pavilion with Queen Angela, he heard the sound of running water.

The old king Debairu lay relaxed on a prince's chair, motionless.

There was a palace maid on the side who fanned him, and another palace maid pinched his back.

In fact, lying on the prince's chair and enjoying it, the old king Debairu who was served by the court maids was already a dead man.

The reason why he still looks alive is that it is completely an illusion created by the palace maid pinching his back and beating his legs.

These ladies were all confidants of Prince Vikrant, and the others could not get within ten steps of the old king Debairu, plus this place was located next to the water pavilion.

The sound of running water will also mask all abnormalities.

King Charles, as an ordinary person, naturally couldn't see the abnormality, he saluted respectfully on the periphery and said: "Father, the child greets you, I hope you can preside over tonight's royal family banquet on behalf of the child, today's family is unfortunately ......"

Charles was slowly talking.

Unexpectedly, Debairu, who was lying on the bench, suddenly spoke: "Don't say it, I already know." ”

The voice was dull and hoarse, and it was undoubtedly the voice of the old king Debairu.

……

Just when Charles and Angela approached the water pavilion, Angela had already put on the black snake ring silently, and the hand with the black snake ring was hidden in the sleeve, and the spiritual power in her body was triggered, and the metal black snake coiled the snake's head.

The snake leader glowed red, and a faint wave entered Debairu, who was already lying on his body.

As King Charles saluted and recounted what had happened at the banquet, Angela quietly finished casting the spell.

Three-ring witchcraft, manipulation of corpses.

The palace maid who was beating the old king's back was also startled, but fortunately, she was also born as a wanderer, although her rank was not high, but she was bold enough, so she did not show the slightest horse's feet.

……

The old king, Debairu, stood up from the bench.

He was dressed in a strange outfit today, with a black bow tie around his neck, which was actually to hide the strangulation marks on his neck, and his eyelids drooped as if he had no eyes.

The metal magic eye in Debairu's eye socket had long been gouged out by Angela's own hands, and now there were only two black bumps stuffed into it, and if the eyes were wide open, they would inevitably be exposed.

But fortunately, Debairu is already a septuagenarian, the old man's skin on his face is wrinkled, and the old man's skin on his eyes is extremely loose, so he naturally drooped down, covering his entire eye, leaving only a tiny slit, no one can see clearly, and the eyes inside have long been replaced.

Although Charles felt that his father was a little different today, he couldn't say what was wrong, and this feeling of passing away did not make him think much about it, because his father Debairu had already taken the initiative to get into his carriage.

"You and Angela are here and you're not allowed to go anywhere." Debairu's voice was still full of majesty.

Queen Angela was about to speak.

Charles grabbed her hand and pleaded at her.

Queen Angela, the guide sighed, and walked to the water pavilion in despair, crying.

Although King Charles has an unbearable look on his face, but as the so-called long pain is better than short pain, that oil bottle is so ignorant that he actually came directly to the door, even if the Klos family is lonely, it is also the royal family, and the majesty of the royal family can tolerate this kind of insult......

……

Everyone didn't expect that the queen's oil bottle was the Grand Duke of Windmill Ridge, Vitruvius, although he had just been deflated by a palace guard, but his strength was actually not weak.

In terms of his age, it is impossible to reach the Merge Pulse Stage, after all, it takes time to accumulate the Ancestral Bloodline Essence, but the strength of this oil bottle is definitely not inferior to that of ordinary Merge Pulse Stage warriors.

Originally, everyone thought that Vitruvius had 13 points of strength because he had all his attributes and strength, but they didn't expect that his agility was not low.

Although the agility of the oil bottle is still not comparable to that of His Royal Highness Prince Vikrant, the strength of the oil bottle is far superior to that of Prince Vikrant, and it has even reached the level of power crushing.

I saw Vitruvius holding a thin sword and two daggers of Prince Vikrant to fight fast.

The sound of a light weapon clash made a clanging sound in mid-air.

As a dagger thief, Prince Vikrant is more agile than Vitruvius after all, and it only takes seven or eight rounds to gain the upper hand.

But as soon as he had the upper hand, Vitruvius would slash his head and face with a shield blow, and His Royal Highness the Prince would not dare to take it hard, so he could only retreat.

Originally, the Flesh Shield Warrior and the Wanderer fought against each other, and the common tactic adopted by the Meat Shield Warrior was to stick to the moment, let the Wanderer attack, and then find the opportunity to counterattack with a force far beyond the Wanderer at the moment of the Wanderer's attack.

However, Vitruvius is different, he is the one who takes the initiative to attack.

The sword is as light and swift as a snake, and the shield is heavy and powerful as a landslide.

The professionals watching the battle were puzzled, this style of playing fast, slow, light and heavy seemed to be a new profession.

"Father, why is that oil bottle so agile?" Kerry, who is also a Flesh Shield Warrior, asks his father, Xander.

"Hahahaha, Kerry is a highly agile shield and sword warrior, this kind of warrior, in team battles, specializes in teammates, although he stands in front of the team, but he can't stand it, he can't run fast, it is impossible to become a team hero......" I heard Sandel say with a disdainful face.

The oil bottle Vitruvius completely surpassed Prince Vikrant in attributes.

His Royal Highness the Prince had just taken the initiative to attack several times and was almost alive, and now he is purely relying on his super agility in the way of fighting in order to protect himself.

It's only been two minutes since the start of the fight.

Stampede Pedal Pedal ......

As a magnificent court carriage approached quickly, everyone knew that it was the old king Debairu who had arrived.

The carriage drove directly into the courtyard and stopped in the middle of the open-air banquet, which was already very close to the water island.

When the carriage had stopped, the groom jumped out of the carriage and carried the steps to the edge of the carriage.

The curtain of the carriage slowly lifted, and the old king Debairu paced down.

At this time.

Vitruvius suddenly threw out the tile steel shield in his hand, and the large shield roared and smashed into Vikrant.

Vikrant couldn't dodge being swept by Vitruvius' thrown shield and tumbled to the ground, his face flushed, his head steaming.

The tile steel shield was castrated unabated, and directly smashed a rockery.

Vitruvius then grabbed Vikrant and pressed his rapier to his neck.

"Good thief, stop it." Wickley shouted.

At this time, the old king Debairu slowly stepped out of the carriage.

The old king was dressed very thickly, and his costume was strange, and he didn't seem to lift his eyelids.

Standing there like this, without saying a word, gives people an extremely calm and old feeling.