"Coria! What are you doing?! In the smoke, Bit's roar came, he was really angry, all of them were like children, they didn't care about other people's thoughts, and they always added to the chaos.

But the next scene made Bit obediently close his mouth, silently looking at the area of the explosion, the hazy back kneeling on one knee in the smoke, crying silently, sounding very sad.

The slender armored knight knelt on one knee, holding a little boy with blurred flesh and blood in his arms, the knight's cross sword in his hand had long been abandoned on the ground, one hand tightly hugged the little boy in his arms, black, foul-smelling blood stained the armor, but the slender knight didn't care, stretched out his other hand and wanted to touch the little boy's face, but stayed above, as if he had seen something very shocking, he kept trembling, and the cry of grief sounded like this.

The face has been ruined, including all parts of the body, the skin on the surface seems to have been torn off alive, and the exposed flesh and blood seem to have been crushed with a meat grinder, broken like words, as if it will be a fragile blood clot that will scatter when touched, and the hair is all gone, except for the familiar clothes on his body that can let everyone know his identity, others will be scared away at first sight, what kind of torture this little boy has suffered, in what short time.

So the assassination mission ended in failure, but the six princes were almost killed and seriously injured, and they were infected with poison, which no one can solve, it is a mortal poison, including the Pope can do nothing, in desperation, they followed the Pope's advice, returned to the imperial capital for help, and finally returned to the imperial capital within two days under the overnight escort and non-stop rush.

Under the relentless impact of the flood, some buildings and facilities were damaged to varying degrees, including the fastest sailing ship Babut and the ships in the air port, all of which were completely destroyed by the flood and could not be used.

Under these unfavorable conditions, they could only choose the option of using horses to hurry, although Harry's body was cast by the Pope to prevent the spread of the toxin, but because the toxin was too domineering, it could only be slowed down, time waits for no one, under the Pope's suggestion, they can send Harry to the imperial capital, after all, the headquarters of the Holy See is not far from there, except for the Holy See's holy word-level magic "Angel Chant" can save him, there is no other way, Bi Te has no choice but to follow the Pope's advice and hurry back to the imperial capital.

The Duke of Myron also offered some help in this urgent moment, after all, he also had his own part of the responsibility for this matter, and he prepared a horse for them to ride for thousands of miles a day.

Elven horses, originally horses bred by the elven family, are famous for their noble horses with a white skin color, but this is not the main thing, but the speed at which it can travel thousands of miles a day, after the war, the elves became captives, and these horses naturally became trophies distributed to the nobles of the human race.

At the beginning, these horses were worthy of being raised by the elves, and they completely inherited the arrogance of the elves in terms of character, ignoring humans, not eating or drinking, and even committing suicide, which once made the number of such horses almost extinct, but how could humans let this precious species go extinct, after thousands of years of process, finally retained the bloodline of this horse, yes, in a hybrid way,

Horses raised by humans, among which there are also high-quality horse breeds, but compared to the horses of the elf family, human beings have to admit that their horses are much inferior to these elf horses, but the character of the elf horses is a big difficulty, this group of horses are human, arrogant, unwilling to get along with humans, as long as people are close to them, these horses will kick people with seemingly weak front hooves or hind hooves, don't underestimate the power of these horses, especially the power of the hind hooves to kick people, comparable to a mid-level knight's full force.

Humans love nothing more than to control disobedient brutes, and in human intelligence, it is a very insidious method from a human point of view to bring these elven horses to their knees.

Since these elven horses are very proud and do not want to be tamed by humans, what about the offspring? Human beings deliberately let go of these horses, let them live in the deep mountains and old forests, imitating the free-range way of those elves, and the very remarkable results achieved at the beginning, elf horses are always horses, how can the IQ be comparable to that of a cunning creature like humans.

When these elven horses ran very, very far away, thinking that they were safe, and they were multiplying like this, the humans who had installed trackers on these horses came back and snatched the newborn offspring of these elven horses and carried out brainwashing domestication, with the purpose of making these horses submit to human rule.

A generation of brainwashing and domestication ended in failure, and the character of these horses is like engraved in their bones, no matter how they are domesticated, they always maintain a stubborn attitude, refuse to eat food, and starve to death like this.

The failures of the second generation, the third generation, and the fourth generation, the countless failures not only did not make humans succumb, but aroused the interest of human beings even more, and the intrigue was also used in this seemingly difficult domestication, and the strange potions such as aphrodisiac potions and confusion potions that were effective for animals were used to domesticate these elves, and the potions based on the technology of various races were born.

At that time, the king had no immunity to such noble horses, and his heart was extremely eager to have such mounts, and ordered those who tamed horses to domesticate these horses anyway, and invested a lot of money, first on the king's seeking, and then on the nobles, in order to win the attention of the king and the nobles, these people took great pains, from the magic field to the alchemy field, which was full of their orders.

Human horses are domesticated and have a gentle personality, which is completely different from those arrogant elven horses, and at first some people proposed to let human horses be crossed with these elven horses to give birth to horses that are easier to tame, referred to as the first generation.

At that time, people attached great importance to the purity of blood, just like the blood between nobles, and it was absolutely impossible to allow the junk blood of other untouchables, for hybrid horses, although it was not disgusting, but it was not liked, but under the pressure of the king, these breeders had no choice but to try, put one of the best stallions of mankind and the mare of the elves, and tried to make them mate, under the gaze of the breeders, the mating scene did not appear, but the horses on the human side were frightened and trembled, Hiding in the corner, let alone mating, the noble-looking elven horse looked at it, and it was half frightened to death, the failure of the experiment was doomed.

But fortunately, new products developed by human beings also appeared at this time, although they seem insidious and inhumane, but as long as they can succeed, it is not the first time that human beings have done this, and that battlefield is like this.

Aphrodisiac potions and ecstasy potions that are effective against animals are used on these horses, and when they lose consciousness, what can the aphrodisiac horse and another horse of different sex do in it? The result can be imagined, the miserable elf horse lost his body, began to eat or drink, and actually starved to death like an elf, but it doesn't matter, humans get what they want, that is, a horse with the blood of an elf horse is enough, it doesn't matter how many die.

Under the insidious plan of the human race, they got their wish to get the kind of initially domesticated fierce horse, yes, called the first generation, the bloodline of the first closest to the pure elven horse, including the bloodline of one of the best horses of this human race and the bloodline of the elven horse, although the shape and skin color are almost similar to the elven horse, but the pure blood of the elven horse is slightly superior.

One generation, two generations, three generations... Hybrids continued in this way, replacing normal horses on the battlefield, and hybrids were recognized by humans for their speed, agility and athleticism.

Festeria's horse is a scarce generation, and the horses that the Duke of Myron lent to Bit are four generations of hybrid horses, although their abilities are not better than those of the first generation, but they are also more than other ordinary horses, and it is not a dream to travel thousands of miles a day.

"Ahem!!" A kind old man in a gorgeous white robe covered his mouth and coughed violently, looking at his thin body shaking because of the violent coughing, people couldn't help but worry.

"Your Excellency, are you alright?!" The beautiful blonde boy in light armor looked worriedly at the old man in front of him.

The old man shook his head, and his long beard swayed with it, and he signaled that he was fine, but the palm of his hand covering his mouth was stained with blood, as if telling about his physical condition, which looked bad.

"But, the blood ......," the blonde boy looked at the blood on the old man's palm, and became even more worried.

"Let's not talk about this matter for a while, is the thing I told you completed?" The old man turned to look at him with the crystal scepter.

"Well, the explanation has been completed, presumably when they arrived at the imperial capital, our people were also waiting there." The blonde boy nodded and replied respectfully.

"Well, now we can only pray that the unfortunate child is safe." The old man turned around again and looked at the huge sculpture in front of him and said.

"That child will be safe, but it's your injuries...... It's even more serious, Your Holiness the Pope. An emotionless tone sounded in the vast dim space, and the sound of footsteps was heard.

"Oh, Doloris, I naturally know my wounds, these are God's will, I just act according to what God has decided, and sacrifice myself for the goddess, which is our honor as believers." The old man looked at the statue of the female voice in front of him in a tone that he didn't know whether he was happy or sad.

"Maybe that's our fate." The old man smiled meaninglessly.

The girl who came out of the shadows was dressed in a white robe based on white, and the sleeves, the edge of the collar, and the edge of the skirt dragging the ground were tattooed with wonderful golden lines, like the golden patterns on the teacups of the nobles, but they were different, because these lines were like some kind of small words connected together, mysterious and noble clothes.

The girl's cold face also looked at the statue of the goddess, not knowing what she was thinking.

There were only three people in the silent and dim church hall, and the moonlight shone through the window on the top of the wall, and no one spoke, the silence was difficult to breathe, but only the slight smile of the sculpture seemed to be sarcastic, which was thought-provoking.

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"Hey, hey!! I can't do anything I told you, you guys are such a waste! The insults and ugly words were smashed word for word in the shadows of the corner, like a neurotic talking to oneself.

"This is already a very difficult task, and it is reasonable not to kill him, not to mention that we have lost one person, and the cost we need to bear will bother Your Highness." There was no one in the shadows, but a man's voice could be heard strangely.

"Damn! Not only did you fail the mission, but you also want to get money from me, so go and dream!! The young man in his pajamas picked up the cup with the saucer on the table and angrily smashed it into the shadow in the corner, and the cup smashed into the shadow with a screeching sound.

The angry young man still wanted to pick up something from the table and smash it at the shadow to vent his anger, but he just reached out to the table and stopped, the cold feeling from his throat made him swallow a mouthful of saliva, cold sweat broke out on his cheeks, his eyes were magnified several times as if he was afraid, and he didn't dare to move at all.

"Please don't joke, our approach has never been a law-abiding person, if you insist on playing with us, it's okay, it's just that tomorrow you may not be able to get up happily, Your Highness, this is just my little advice, understand?" The black-robed masked man appeared behind him at some point, the blade of the dagger in his hand was close to his throat, as long as he moved the dagger slightly, he believed that the blade would definitely cut his throat.

"Ming... White. The young man tried to stabilize the tremor of his body due to fear, and said softly, he was afraid that he would speak too loudly and tremble, causing the blade to accidentally cut his throat, and then it would be miserable.

That is, in the next second, the young man sat weakly on the ground, let out a gasp of fear, and the man left quietly.

The strong sense of humiliation made the young man clench his hands and hit the floor with all his might, as if to vent his anger, but because he hit the floor with his bare hands, his hands were swollen and bleeding, and he wailed and fell to the ground with his hands clutched, like a funny dog, which made people pity.

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"Report to General Siluqian, this is how it happened, report it is over." The silver-haired, golden-eyed girl in a black uniform stood up straight and replied.

"Hearing you say that, it looks like something big has happened." The woman with her back against the head of the bed and the quilt on her body hugged her chest and said, looking like she had just been woken up.

The light from the lampstand next to the bed illuminated only a small area, and with the bright light, the woman leaning against the head of the bed had long, waist-length pink silky hair, and her full breasts propped up the thin clothing, revealing what seemed to be a deep groove.

"Alright, Ella, you can go back." The woman thought for a while, then said lightly.

The silver-haired blonde girl gave a military salute, turned around, and was about to leave, but was suddenly stopped by the woman.

"I forgot, you can take this thing back and eat it first." The woman got out of the quilt, moved to the lampstand next to the bedside, opened one of the unlocked drawers under the lampstand, and took out a strange fruit that looked like a fiery red and handed it to the silver-haired and golden-eyed girl.

There is a reason for saying that it is strange, the shape is oval, about the size of an apple, but the appearance is a bit like molten slurry in a volcano, giving people the illusion that if they touch it, they will be severely burned.

"Can I really eat this?!! The corners of the silver-haired and golden-eyed girl's mouth drooled greedily, and she took the strange fruit that seemed to burn people with both hands.

"Of course, it's yours, you have to eat it all for me." The woman said with a smile.

The silver-haired girl nodded gratefully, turned around and left quickly, and after a while, she came back as if she had forgotten to close the door, and closed the door again before leaving with peace of mind, and the woman on the bed smiled.

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"Ugh." In the silence of the night, a melancholy man with parted yellow hair sighed.

"Don't worry too much, Lord Duke, although we are also at fault in this matter, I still believe that the sixth prince will be fine." The glasses Sven man, who walked in with a cup of hot tea to fall asleep, comforted the melancholy man who was sitting in an office chair and had insomnia.

"To put it lightly, even the pope of the Holy See can't cure that poison, although there are countermeasures, but who can guarantee that he won't have an accident during this time, alas, a good opera has evolved like this." The melancholy man sighed again and took the hot tea handed over by Sven Man.

"How's the thing I gave you?" The melancholy man took a sip of hot tea, looked at him with a fixed gaze and said.

"Maybe it's over now." Glasses Sven Nan lifted his glasses and looked at the back of the melancholy man, the scenery outside the window, and the murderous glasses reflected it.

"It's all that idiot who will make things like this, killing him like this, it's cheaper for him, now think about it, my people may have some fools like him, it's really worrying to me, it seems that I need to implement a layoff plan, too stupid subordinates will cause me trouble." The melancholy man turned his head and said as if looking out the window, as if looking at the scenery outside the window, and as if looking elsewhere.

Far from the window, the fire was blazing, and it looked like someone's house was on fire, which was unfortunate.