[Old Lady], [Female Wolf], [City of Lilies], plus the [Bronze Black Cross] behind Erica, the Seven Italian Sisters have gathered four, and it is really an amazing lineup.

It's just like the deference shown by the two old men and the tall man.

Even if they have excellent swordsmanship, magicians who have mastered the secret arts of the world cannot hide their fear of the 'king'.

Because, even the supreme knight, the magician who penetrates the mysteries of the world, is no match for the king and the gods.

That's the way it is.

"You're welcome, it's a great honor to wait here for you all night."

To their surprise, Ling Yi's attitude was very gentle.

It is far from the rumored arrogance of challenging the primeval wisdom gods as human beings.

"No, no, no, it's a big deal, Miss Erica has already told you everything, but she also made you see the joke." One of the slightly chubby old men said with a smile.

"Indeed, being invited to accompany you in a duel, even I could not have imagined that you would have such courage."

Ling Yi nodded calmly, and the words he said made the three of them change their faces instantly.

Suddenly, the guilt was asked, and it was still in front of the king's palace.

In ancient times, it is not surprising to drag it down and cut off the head in the next moment.

But the three of them instead had a feeling of 'this is the style of the king'.

"This is our sin, and I hope you will forgive me."

A tall man who is close to 190 cm tall, and the underside of his face is full of sloppy beards. On the whole, it is a melancholy look.

The suit and tie he wears is purple with a slight hint of low-level fun.

The symbolic color of the "City of Lilies" is purple.

It is an obligation for members of the organization to wear purple decorations.

When he said this, the other two old men glanced at each other. They all bowed and expressed their sincerest apologies.

"Now, it's time to get down to business."

Upon hearing this, the three of them breathed a sigh of relief imperceptibly.

Although he knew that the king intended to let them go, he was still a little frightened inexplicably.

"Calculate the time, it's almost up." Erica picked up the conversation and looked around for someone.

That's when --

"Sorry princess, I'm late."

Get out of the shadows of the ruined buildings with a bald head!

"Clarence, where did you go?" Erica crossed her hands on her hips and looked at him in surprise.

Clarence.

He had a neat face and a bald head. It's an eye-catching black man from the Netherlands.

Thirty-one years old. Strength. Experience. Informed. He is the actual leader of the [Bronze Black Cross]. However, because he is not an Italian national, he did not inherit the title of 'Diavolo Rosso'.

At the same time, Clarence called the eldest lady of the Brontry family a 'princess'. For Erica, the balding Dutchman is tactical. Stratagem. The teacher of the political zhì.

"Princess. You know, just yesterday. I'm still in South America. Because of your word. I left behind a bunch of troublesome things and spent more than a dozen hours driving to Rome. "The bald black man spoke with a fluent Italian accent, and anyone could hear a deep sense of exhaustion.

"It's okay. Mr. Clarence, you're a great knight. Well, cheer up, if you are rude in front of your colleagues, even Commander Paul will be angry. Erica said lightly.

Clarence smiled wryly, but he knew very well that Erica wasn't joking.

"Alright, alright. This is the seventh demon king, right? 【Bronze Black Cross】Grand Knight Clarence is honored to meet you. ”

His expression was solemn and he bowed slightly.

Suddenly, his gaze caught a figure behind Ling Yi, and his face changed suddenly.

"Why are you here? Kusla. Isco! ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes were on the man behind Ling Yi.

Black suit, black leather boots, neatly groomed short brown hair, carrying a briefcase, and an angular face obscured by a pair of large sunglasses.

"Kusla. Isco? ”

The three commanders carefully searched the memory.

Then, his face changed suddenly.

Looking at Ling Yi, his gaze also changed subtly.

Ling Yi glanced at his subordinates and quipped, "Kusla, I didn't expect you to be quite famous." ”

"You've won the prize, and you just had a relationship with this black knight in prison."

Kusla, who wore sunglasses and looked like a bodyguard, replied calmly.

With that, his sharp gaze fell on Clarence through his sunglasses.

"Long time no see, Clarence."

"yes, but I'm sure there's someone who wants to see you more than I do."

"[Bronze Black Cross] that old man?"

Kusla sneered rarely.

"It's a bit rude to call a commander like that, please be careful."

"Hmph."

Equally tall and powerful, Clarence is very steady in his words and deeds, while Kusla is cautious and bold in his actions.

Because of this, there is a faint smell of gunpowder between them.

"That's right." Ling Yi suddenly spoke, attracting everyone's attention again.

I saw him smile mysteriously.

"As the saying goes, the Lord is worried about the Lord and humiliates the Lord and humiliates the Lord to death. Kusra is playing for me, no objection. ”

Objection? The three commanders looked at each other.

The slightly fat old man suddenly realized, no wonder the king was so polite just now, first demonstrated and then gave them the stairs, it turned out that he was selling favors.

He couldn't help but look at his two colleagues. The tall and thin old man had a bitter look on his face, and the Purple Knight shook his head.

Obviously, he is not the only smart man.

The old man swallowed back the words that had just come to his mouth, and his face was flushed.

"We have no objections."

After all, it was the Purple Knight who spoke.

"That's good." Ling Yi bowed slightly, turned his head and ordered, "Kusla, your opponents are Miss Erica and Grand Knight Clarence, so it's decided." ”

"Understood." Kusla was silent for a moment, then responded.

Erica didn't say a word, acting as a bystander. The calm face is like a beautiful mural. Although it did not meet the expectations of the plan, she already knew that Wang Wei's opponent had no chance of winning.

It's just a change of opponent, and it doesn't affect her purpose in the slightest.

If you have to say it, it's a good thing.

After a moment of silence, Erica said in a loud voice, "Come on, both the actors and the actors, let's get started." However, please let Mr. Clarence watch the battle for the time being, and it is a blessing in life to be able to use the 'Dragon Slayer Knight' as an opponent. I don't want to leave regrets. In addition, you can ask 'purple knight' to be behind. Be a Witness? ”

"Okay, Red Demon. Elders, please step aside. In the battle between two immortal heroes, it is best to keep a little distance. ”

After hearing the advice of the 'Purple Knight', the old men nodded.

Clarence shook his head helplessly.

"That's what the princess said. I had no choice but to obey. ”

After that. Suddenly, their figures vanished.

In an instant. There is no trace of it. It's not just a way to hide the figure, it's a kind of spatial transfer on Cheng dù.

For people of their level, it's the foundation of the foundation.

At this moment, the 'Purple Knight' announced loudly.

"Let's get started!"

Anyway. And then disappear.

Erica's beautiful eyes swirled, and her gaze passed over Kusla in front of her, and landed on the black-haired young man with his hands in his pockets and a leisurely look at the show.

"I've been used by the Imperial Body again, I wonder if the Imperial Body has figured out what to use to compensate for the lady's injured heart?"

"Lady?"

Ling Yi had a strange look on his face when he heard this, and looked Erica up and down.

On the time of coming to this place, she changed her clothes again.

It's not a gorgeous dress, but a simple and plain long-sleeved shirt with slender black pants that are perfect for moving. Draped in a red cloth like a scarf.

This red and black striped pattern of cloth, Erica calls it Batilla.

In other words, he used to boast that red and black were the only attire that the Grand Knight was allowed to wear.

"I don't have any experience dealing with ladies of your type." Ling Yi said lightly, and then gave an order to Kusla: "Take out your true skills, it doesn't hurt to kill them." ”

Erica squinted her eyes like a cat enjoying the sun.

"That's what you say, doesn't Miku know me very well?"

The voice fell, and a smile fell.

"The Lion of Steel and the Lionheart King as an ancestor - listen to the knight Erica. Brontree's Oath! ”

At this point, Erica began to recite ominous words, calling out her usual weapon.

As clear and loud as a macro song.

It is said that what they call spells and spirits is a skill that manipulates mana.

"I am the heir of the Horned Flute, the descendant of the black samurai, and my heart will not give in, and my sword will never break. O Lionheart, the essence of the struggle is now manifested in my hands. ”

The sword appeared.

Erica summoned the Sword of Love.

"It's dueling time, Reinhardt!"

Reinhardt is a steel sword with a narrow blade.

Somewhat like the sword often worn by the retinue of the British royal family.

Although it is very slender, it is quite soft to swing.

The perfect combination of the brilliance of the clear and the blade of the sword, a sword as beautiful as a work of art.

"Call it a sword, and it is also a soldier of the original sin."

Kusla uses words to weave the 'Cursed Sword', a technique from the magic system of the [Dragon Knights], and if you train it to the extreme, even dragons can slash it. He has a high level of talent, but he has no interest in large, complex rituals, and he can only use the means of 'playing a role on the battlefield'.

The appearance of the 'Cursed Sword' resembles a bolt of thunder.

The moment it is held in the hand, the light that blooms is very dazzling.

Erica couldn't help but squint.

It was just a fleeting opportunity, but Kusra had expected it, and it happened to rush over.

Although his speed was not as good as Ling Yi's non-human, let alone the flying and galloping divine beast, he was able to play a two-hundred-percent role at a critical moment.

This is the 'Great Knight' who has inherited the name of warrior from ancient times to the present day.

Exercise the body, martial arts, and wisdom to the extreme, and build yourself into a big oven, bringing together a qiē essence, and what is born here is the immortal powerhouse who has stepped into the domain of the apex of mankind. (To be continued......)