"Forehead ......"

"Uh, say it quickly. ”

The little girl blinked, looking strange, "That's the Duke, you don't recognize—"

"Who?!"

"Your Excellency. ”

"Who'?!!!"

"Lord Duke......"

That's !...... "That's the Duke!"

It turned out to be the head of Lolong City, Anner Svanti!

He was stunned for a moment, and chased after him with only a "grass" to the door of the chapel, but only saw the picture of the group riding away in the rain.

"What the hell!"

Run faster and catch up!

How good it is to get up and point the ice gun directly at the face!

......

Why didn't you ask Miranda who she was first!

......

Forget it, as soon as you open your mouth, it must mean throwing away the bottom line, "Okay! I'll go to your room and teach you!hey, hey, hey......", it's shameless.

......

Or pretend to salute, and take advantage of the fact that the guy is pretending to be a big match and walking by without looking back, and take a step forward, no, two steps......

No, those people don't seem to be easy to deal with, especially the sword scar man, under such surveillance and protection, let alone hijacking, I'm afraid I can't do it if I want to exchange one life for another.

......

But what a pity, if he could hold Nabi hostage or kill him......

......

All kinds of fantasies and remorse led to a serious loss of consciousness, and it was not until the little girl who rushed over stuffed the rou into his hand that he was able to withdraw from his stupe, but he immediately fell into all kinds of speculation.

- What is the Duke doing here?

Is it for the woodland roses, to tempt, to pressur, to negotiate?

Or for the werewolves outside the walls?

Or is it because of the preaching at the east gate of the inner city?

The hunt for the Svante Academy?

Or tonight's prison residency affair......

No, it can't be.

No...... In terms of sheer speed, there seemed to be nothing impossible, people rode horses, and red spiders rode him.

But something happened in the prison, and the Duke came here to do what a big egg?!

......

Or both?

......

I'll have to go see Nissa first.

"Ah, you hurt me......"

"You're still afraid of pain!"

"Hmmm......"

If you don't see Duke Oone, this kind of pain is not just the pain of pinching your little hands! He rolled his eyes angrily and ran back with the little girl frowning slightly, the other party lives in the Sixth Preparatory Court, and it is only a drop by to go back to the Third Court, and it is better to hurry back to sleep for her in the middle of the night!

In this process, his attitude driven by various complex emotions is naturally not very good, but what is reflected in this unfriendliness on the other party is actually such a sentence.

- Tell me, I raised my sword for you.

If it weren't for the fact that the person who said this was already a Templar who could stay out of the matter, he would have treated her the same way he would have treated the mercenaries, but now he could only force a smile on his face and say two irrelevant nonsense sentences, and turn around.

With more complicated feelings, he returned to the Third Court of the Adjudication, and then a heart hanging high in the air fell to the ground.

- It's business as usual here, Zyra, who is supposed to have gone to explore the mysteries of humanity with Teddy, slammed Sellapel to the pillar of the hallway, and the two of them didn't know what they were talking about and laughed so happily that they didn't even notice that someone was standing at the entrance of the courtyard for a short while.

But even if this is the case, it still does not prove that the Duke is not here for the woodland roses, after all, if not, then for what?

For what plan did the warden mention?

......

Grass, knowing yourself and knowing that the other side can survive a hundred battles, since there is nothing to do here......

Then just go to the first court of adjudication to take a look, the Duke will definitely go to the bishop, the old man Wenkduo himself is also old, he always gets up early and sleeps late, this will be ten ** has not yet been lying down, of course, if you guess wrong, then it doesn't matter if you run again tomorrow.

The First House of the Ruling was very close to the library, and Al hurried to his destination, not only seeing the target standing outside his room at a glance, but also seeing the melancholy on the other party's face.

After some salutes and greetings, he went straight to the point, "Is the situation bad? ”

"Not very good," the Bishop said with a sigh after glancing at the false knights, "the number of werewolves has not increased, and they have not attacked, it is really incomprehensible, all the ravens sent to Ruthroes have never returned, and there is a large barren land between the kingdom and Ruthles, and it will take more than a month to come and go, and the merchants who come and go from the two places have brought news from more than ten days ago......"

Everything that is happening now seems to prove that the most powerful kingdom of mankind has fallen, it is not impossible, with the armor and blades and the fortified city equipment, the human race is enough to maintain the balance of power with the werewolves, or even slightly overpower, but this peace is based on the premise that the werewolf tribes are still in a state of disarray.

If they were condensed together, the energy that this rapidly multiplying race could burst out would be enough to shake the heavens and the earth.

They have indeed shaken the earth, so the "if" that has existed for a long time has become history.

But that's not the most chilling thing, judging by the shimmering information that Sitvia and Lolong City have, it's not so much that Ruthroyth is gone......

......

Gone.

......

Of course, this is all speculation until there is reliable information.

......

But......

Ahem, it's the Duke's business to fight, and people can still free up their hands to monitor the church, the sky can't fall, and there are still city guards to support it, so everything of this kind seems to have nothing to do with a serf worth 200 gold who is besieged here and can't move.

After cooperating with the uh-huh-hmm-ha-ha for a while, Al really couldn't help but interrupt his own talk, and only cared about rehearsing his own thinking, but as soon as he opened his mouth, the old man suddenly looked sideways and asked in a serious tone, "Did you go to see the preaching at the east gate of the inner city the day before yesterday?"

"Uh...... "You know that?!" It's impossible, "No......

Old man Winktor rubbed his silver beard, nodded, and asked, "Yesterday I went to the Svanti Academy, right?"

"——, I just said 'no', right?"

Even Nissa was under the protection of the other party, and there should be nothing to say about this kind of thing, but the old man's glance down made Al always feel as if he had done something wrong in these two things, in fact, from a certain point of view, these two things were really not very good, the former deliberately murdered the officer, the latter stole chickens and rice, and he was neither willing to admit his guilt to others, nor to mention his failure.

Although the other party occupies a different height in his heart.

The two only looked at each other, and Winktor laughed, laughed and grabbed the fake knight into his room, closed the door and sat down, and then continued to laugh.

This room was somewhat different from other Templar rooms, it was more spacious and had more utensils, but it was something very simple and old, and Al glanced over the almost spotless floor, the chairs with smooth and shiny armrests, the large bookshelves full of books, and the portraits in a row of wooden frames on the blue-brick walls...... In the end, I had to return to the face of the old bishop.

Then I had to use quibbles to cover up my weakness," ...... Really, there were too many people on the street in the past two days, and there was little traffic on the side of the college, so I just chose to take a detour, passing by, passing by, really, you have to believe me. ”

"Really passing by?"

"It's just a passing by. ”

"How many rounds of ice spear did you use by the way?"

"......" froze for a moment, and he blurted out in disbelief, "You old man—ahem...... I mean, how can you hide nothing from your eyes?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his heart was weak and ran to the other party's wrinkled old face, turning into a trace of fleeting cunning.

It's a scam.

Well, no matter whether anyone knew about it before, anyway, someone must know it now, and he said it himself, since it is already like this, then there seems to be nothing else to hide except for the fact that the motive must be changed from [seeing wealth and intention] to [drawing a sword to help].

He had the heart to explain, but the Bishop had no intention of continuing on the subject.

"You young people," after a long sigh, Winkdo looked away from the fake knight's face, looked at the closed doors and windows, looked back after a while, and smiled, "I'm old, I don't understand you young people's thoughts, I won't say anything annoying, but for safety reasons, you won't go out for the next few days, okay?"

"That's not fun — I mean, how?"

If they don't go, the ghost knows what will happen to them, and the relationship cultivated this night may be broken off, and if it is broken, it will be a blood loss! There is also the auction the day after tomorrow, where will the high-end weapons and manpower come from? If there are no weapons and manpower, will he want to fight the invincible opponents in the world by himself in the future or what?

"Why not?"

"I've got something to do!"

"What's the matter, do you still want to go out and kill people?"

"Lying ——" He stood up suddenly, but after being glared at by Wen Keduo, he sat down obediently, his face full of grievances, "Don't wronged a good person, I obviously saved me!"

"Who did you save? Did you kill the adults in charge of preaching? Did you kill the students in the academy?!"

"What?!"

Al's eyes widened in shock, and for a moment he stretched his neck and opened his arms, flaring his arms up and down, as if he were suffering from some kind of paranoia.

The Bishop was puzzled and asked out loud what this was for, and Al said angrily, "Why don't you say that I can go to heaven?!"

"Uh, hahaha......"

"Ha steel!"

"Haha...... Really?"

"Can you believe that I can go to heaven or not," he continued to quickly stir his arms, and even stepped on the stool and made a flying and jumping motion, "I flew up the city wall like this, and kicked the lord off with one kick! And then the next day I breathed fireballs and burned the iron gate of the academy, and I can fly and breathe fire, I am actually a legendary dragon!

The Bishop laughed, "Maybe it is." ”

"If I were a dragon, I'd just-" burn your old man's beard with a fire!"—forget it, I didn't do it anyway. ”

"But you happen to be there, don't you doubt who you suspect?"

"I'm ......," he blinked, and finally sat back in his chair with a sense of helplessness over his luck, whether it was from the Duke or from the Bishop's own sources.

"Well, you're causing trouble, aren't you?"

"Not really, but you'd better not go out. ”

It's good if you don't have it, as for not going out, it's definitely not going to work, but after thinking about it, he still nodded and agreed first, and made up his mind to have this kind of conversation next time, and he won't open his mouth!

After a few more words, the topic quickly shifted to another question, "Lord Bishop, those spells recorded in our little book don't seem to have anything to do with the hidden figure, do they?"

"Hidden figures?"

After repeatedly confirming the fake knight's suspicions, the remaining smile on Winkdor's face completely disappeared, since that day the ice spear technique had pierced a hole in the roof of the library, although the books of magic spells were still stored in place, the rules of the library had changed a lot......

But now it seems that it is not just certain things and rules in a certain region that need to be changed.

......

It's all of them.

If only all the magic spells could be cast......

No, not if, it's inevitable.

Since someone can cast the Ice Spear and Fireball Technique, it is not surprising to cast a meteor shower, just as if someone can control two kinds of magic at the same time, then they can control three or four at the same time...... And so on.

Assuming that the person who can harness this magical power is the enemy of Luolong City, how can the city guards resist this kind of attack?

I don't know, because they can't even imagine what a meteor shower is, and they should suffer a big loss when they face this kind of blow for the first time, and even if they understand it after that, maybe there is still nothing they can do.

For example, the question raised by the false knight at this time, slightly added or transformed, that is, if the person who slaughtered the senior students can hide his body, how to deal with this kind of enemy, or guard against it?

It's a ......

No, it's a whole list of questions.

No one can see the end, just as no one can imagine what the magic will be.

It is also impossible to imagine what kind of drastic changes the world will be forced to produce because of this.

I don't even know what was causing all of this to change.

......

So...... To destroy them?

......

In fact, this kind of question does not need to be thought about to arrive at the most correct answer.

To do so, all the humanoids must first unify their wills, then dig through all the records and destroy them, and then kill the person who has the magic spell in their heads, each of which is a complete joke.

Only those who are guilty should be destroyed, but the object is not guilty, and the guilty are those who drive it to do evil.

And if it can be a sword, why can't it be a shield?......

After thinking for a long time, Winktor smiled at the fake knight, smiling lightly and slightly tired, "Maybe there is or maybe not, even if there is no here, it does not mean that there is no other place." ”

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