Chapter 450 The Toppled Statue
"What are you doing? Blow the whistle! ”
The receptionist hurried to the guard.
"Oh? Oh......"
Seeing the silver hair, the guard seemed to hesitate, and slowly put the magic sentry to his mouth.
"Smack!"
But he had just taken a breath and wanted to blow it with all his might, when the whistle suddenly exploded into powder.
"- Enemy attack!"
He jumped in fright and pulled out the weapon at his waist.
"Shut up!"
A hand pressed against the back of his hand.
Then he felt as if his hand was being grasped by iron pincers, and slowly pressed the half-drawn weapon back.
"Who is it?"
This is the important place of the palace, and the guards are preparing to fight desperately, and when they turn their heads, they find a dark-faced man standing beside them.
"Kay, Chief Kane."
He had no idea of resisting and stammered.
"She doesn't need an invitation."
The dark-faced man said in a low tone:
"Continue to do your duty here, and leave nothing else, understand?"
"Understood, sir!"
The guard saluted.
"Who's that woman?"
After Kane left, the receptionist asked confusedly, "That harsh and affectionate black-faced monster is actually willing to make an exception for her?" This is a violation of the palace security regulations......"
"Are you stupid?"
The guard hated iron and said:
"In addition to His Majesty's bedchamber, when does the royal palace ask for passes and invitations for members of the royal family? It must be someone of royal blood......"
At this point, he suddenly fell silent.
Then he glanced at the receptionist, and both of them showed a look of horror in their eyes:
A silver-haired young woman with royal blood, secretly escorted by the captain of the palace guard......
Could it be that she is......
"This statue is very exquisitely made. It doesn't look like it was made in a hurry. ”
Two aristocratic maidens in long white dresses stopped near the statue and watched as the shouting soldiers slowly pulled it up to the pedestal, commenting on the clanging sound of chains:
"I heard that this is a congratulatory gift specially prepared by Prince Keoro for the coronation ceremony, I don't know how many magic crystals it took to invite dwarven craftsmen to make zuò, it's really extravagant."
"Hehe, Maruga. The gift you prepared for your father last time wasn't any better......"
The girls talked and laughed softly, and walked on.
"How can there be a man in a swordsman's suit here?"
They hadn't taken a few steps when they suddenly noticed a woman with a sword on her back, looking up at the statue.
You can't see each other's faces because of the angle, but you can glimpse the white chin and beautifully shaped lips from the edge of the silver hair, but the mouth has been tightly pursed, and it looks a little cold and hard.
"The quality of that dress is not bad, but the scabbard on the back is a little worn, is it a real sword? It could be a princess's valet of a certain princess. ”
A noble maiden named Maluga covered her mouth with a fan. whispered to his companion.
Then he felt that his companion's expression was different, so he asked in surprise:
"What's wrong? Doris. ”
Toris stared blankly at the woman with the sword on her back, and the fan in her hand fell to the ground.
"It's her ......"
She murmured.
Maruga was so close to her that she felt as if her friend's body was trembling slightly, and she couldn't help but feel very strange.
Instead of paying attention to the fan on the ground, Toris walked briskly towards the woman with the sword on her back.
But as soon as she reached less than ten meters away from her, she was stopped by a man in a black robe.
The man's face seemed to be a shadow, all hidden under a thick hat. The outstretched hands were covered with hideous black spikes, and it seemed that the robe was wearing a pair of full-body armor.
"Your Highness the Princess!"
Although this man's appearance is terrifying. Still, Donoris mustered up the courage to shout out to the woman through him.
The long silver hair shook a little, and the woman with the sword on her back turned her head.
It was a beautiful and breathtaking face, with indifference in its black pupils, as if nothing could move her, and her eyes were quiet and clear when she looked at it. Even fellow women can feel excited.
"Let her come."
The silver-haired maiden, known as Her Royal Highness the Princess, said to the man in the black robe.
The man withdrew his spiky hand and stepped aside.
However, she could feel the cold gaze coming from under her hat still staring at her, and she would attack at the slightest change in the other party.
"Thank you for your reception, Your Highness Princess."
Toris walked up to the silver-haired girl, lifted her long skirt and respectfully performed a noble salute.
Then he raised his head. There was a look of excitement in his eyes:
"You may not remember me, I was on the island with Mavis......"
"I remember you, you're Doris."
The silver-haired girl tilted her head, as if listening to something, and after a moment she said:
"One of the few cadets who often followed Mavis."
"I am deeply honored that you still remember the contemptible people."
Doris's face flushed with joy, and she said something wrong with her resignation, and she actually took on a masculine tone.
"Doris, this is ......"
Maluga cautiously walked past the black-robed man and asked behind her.
Before Doiris could answer, there was a sudden accident on the statue next to her, which was returning to its place.
There were a few cracks on the sturdy and thick iron chain.
Over time, these cracks begin to increase and expand; Finally, there was an unpleasant movement, and one broke in the exclamation of the soldiers.
"Quick, hold it, don't let it fall!"
A soldier shouted in horror.
The whole statue is made of very heavy stone, more than 30 meters high, and it is very wide, and the direction of the slope is exactly where the three girls stand.
He knew both of them, and if one of them had any mistakes, he would probably have spent the rest of his life in prison.
"Collapse!!"
But disasters often happen in tandem, and the second chain breaks.
The soldiers could no longer hold on to the heavy behemoth, and watched as it fell towards the girls not far away.
A huge shadow hung over the heads of the three of them, and Dorith saw that the statue was being smashed at her, and she was dumbfounded in place, completely unsure of what to do.
The four black-robed men moved underneath the statue like ghosts, as if to stretch out their arms to hold it up.
"Wait a minute."
The silver-haired girl suddenly spoke:
"If this thing breaks, some people should be very nerve-wracking...... I'll do it myself. ”
As she spoke, she slowly raised her head, and a faint blue light flashed in her eyes. (To be continued......)
PS: I queued up for a long time to go to the hospital in the morning, and it was almost 1 o'clock when I came back, and Yan zhòng affected the update, and I apologize to everyone