"Bang"

The crisp sound of glass smashing against the golden floor, and deep purple wine splashing along the tiles. Pusen. Augustus's pale and haggard face showed an abnormal flush, and he stood up from the golden seat in anger, but his already hollowed out body was unable to support his rapid movements, and he staggered back, waving his arms waving wine glasses in the air, and his center of gravity slowly tilted back.

"Bang"

The muffled sound of collision echoed through the hall with His Majesty's angry scolding.

"Corpse??!

"A full five knights who are close to the peak, one big knight"

"A civilian?"

"Waste, what a bunch of waste"

Pusen roared in madness, his feeble fist slamming into the hard, cold limestone and the dull thump of the thud shook Thor under the throne. Lesford.

He believed in his heart that what was going to happen next would make him even more crazy.

Even in the face of thunder, as the indirect head of the empire, he must remind this mediocre king.

"Your Majesty, Simon. There's news from Count August," he said, bowing his head.

The king sat down on the ground and stood up quickly, staring at Toth with excited eyes.

"Tell me about what precious wizard things you've obtained," asked Pusen eagerly.

Toth could only slow his tone as much as he could, and said slowly;

"Simon. Count Augustus and his knights traveled several miles through forests and swamps, and the wilderness..."

"As a result," the king interrupted him succinctly.

"Nothing, Your Majesty," Thoth bowed his head quietly, always ready for the storm.

In silence, His Majesty sat quietly on a golden chair encrusted with precious stones, closed his eyes and pondered. Toth couldn't bear it anymore and whispered:

"I heard that the north is starting to move, the army's..."

"Stand Down"

Thoth got up and looked deeply at the reclining monarch, nodded slightly, and walked out of the hall without hesitation, only the sound of torch grease burning echoed in the empty inner hall.

In the misty woods, an abrupt figure appeared in the middle of the dense forest.

"This is back, heh, interesting." Mebis rubbed the glass beads with her clothes as the mark slowly faded.

At first, he thought that he would not be able to get out, but as soon as he thought about it, the leaf-like mark emitted a green light, and he was teleported out of the Void Illusion Realm. Looking at the surrounding scene, the trees are lined up, white and cloudy, isn't it the place where he ate the white deer at the beginning, not long ago the fresh corpse has become a forest of white bones, messy scattered among the leaves, it is estimated which animal helped clean up.

On the way back to the town, he didn't meet the corpses of Tiru and the others, only saw dense forest leaves. It showed that there were still people lurking in the town who were not good for him, and he hesitated to return to the tavern, but then decided to return, which was his father and his home.

Soon came to the bazaar, which led to the tavern, where the street was still filled with vendors selling their goods. Mebis wanted to bow her head and cover herself with the help of the dense crowd, but Mebes, who was exceptionally outstanding in appearance and shape, still attracted the attention of men and women, and under the migration, the special temperament contained in Eve's soul was also slowly reflected in the green-eyed boy, every unintentional movement, raising his hand to exude an elegant demeanor.

Walking through the crowd with his head held high, his gaze suddenly became more focused, almost comparable to the heat wave on the Yuanmai Plain, obviously the boy did not like this kind of aggressive gaze, but he was still 'groped' by several plump women, and hurriedly quickened his pace and walked out of the market, straight to the street where the tavern was located.

There was still some distance from Santa Town, and Simon's excitement could not overflow, and he slapped the horse's hind legs fiercely, and laughed at Ares:

"Good Ares, you raised Anne's son secretly, for 15 years"

"I said no wonder Huagu could run so fast at the beginning, it turned out that he entrusted the baby to you, he naturally had no worries, who in the entire empire didn't know Ares, the one who stubbornly adhered to the 'Eight Virtues' and did not hesitate to offend the king"

The majestic Earl Simon laughed in a strange manner.

Ares faintly returned.

"I'm just repaying the favor, and that kid is very. . . Exceptional"

"Hehe, I can't wait to see my nephew," Simon said with a smile when he heard Ares' undisguised compliment.

Mebis pulled open the brass lock of the wooden door, smelling the smell of the back kitchen, and an intoxicated smile appeared on his white face, and he roared without grace:

"Grass grandma's, finally back.

Then hurriedly wiped away all the dirt for many days, stood beside the bronze mirror with a refreshing expression, scanned his own body, the graceful muscle lines meandered in the slender body, the strong muscles did not look like a teenager's body, the master carved a jade-like face, no wonder the unkempt Mebeis appeared in the market and was still noticed, a little mud will not cover the beauty of the lotus.

"Eh" this is not a funny thing, in Eve's memory, there is no shortage of wizards perverts, and it is not a new thing to keep handsome young girls in captivity for her special hobbies.

"Embarking on the path of a wizard" Mebis thought to himself, Eve's memories can't help him much as a mortal now, and most of the fragments need to be triggered or connected with something, so he can only accumulate himself and build the foundation more perfectly, such as knight cultivation.

Hold your breath and feel the power contained in the sturdy four-wheel drive, the slightest ray of light surrounds the depths of his body, if he is not mistaken, those are unique to knights, completely relying on the life energy discovered by himself, after two extreme processes, the knight cultivation of Mebis is explosive, even so, compared to the steady and steady training is not inferior at all.

Hair-like life energy wanders evenly between the flesh and blood, flowing with the blood to all parts of the body. And when fighting, activate these free energies, and slowly or instantly burst out with terrifying power.

Like a stream, there is always a day when it runs dry, but Mebis does not feel the slightest weakness after the loss, and he guesses that it may be that the number of battles is insufficient, or that it can be replenished by food with abundant vitality. Maybe it has something to do with his special body, but there's no clue at the moment...

Put on his signature linen suit, find out the only few shiny gold coins in the small money bank, take advantage of the sun to go to the bazaar, and then come back... Mebes thought happily.

He was about to go out, a petite figure looked at him at the door in a daze, Mebis just wanted to greet her, the girl threw off the bamboo basket around her arm, and pounced on the young man with tears in her eyes, and whispered,

"You're finally back, Mebis"

Tears soon soaked the brown clothes he had just changed, and the boy felt as if petrified, feeling his delicate and warm body.

After a short while, Maisie, who had stopped crying, still firmly hugged the young man's strong psoas muscles, like a newborn bear, and buried her head in his chest with all her might, and did not make a sound for a long time. He didn't know what to do for a while when he hadn't had intimate contact with women since he was a child, and said to the girl tentatively:

"Maisie? Don't, cry."

"Sorry I didn't tell you.."

The girl raised her red face, her eyes were sparkling and she looked at the embarrassed Mebis, her cheeks puffed out angrily, her brows furrowed slightly, and she hated beating the boy's hard chest.

"Hmph, Dead Mebes, hate you. Hate you to death."

She didn't stop until she felt some redness and swelling on her white fist, and saw his unpleasant apology, coupled with a hot brain, grabbed Mebes's soft hair, and kissed him on the lips in the boy's frightened pupils.

Experience the soft tip of the girl's tongue, and the endless attack, as strong as a big knight, he can only be at the mercy of others at the moment, for a long time, the powerless Maisie stopped her strong attack, the crystal saliva slowly separated, looking at the young man's expression as if he was violated, the round and lovely face showed the pride of the winner.

Then he grabbed the bamboo basket on the ground and left in a sloppy manner under the young man's resentful gaze.

Mebis gently felt the warmth on her lips, helplessly looked at the large black wet burlap clothes on her body, went out to look at the enthusiastic girl who had long disappeared, and lowered her head and sighed.