Chapter Seventy-Eight: Opening (3)

Although it is well known that the Arcane Missile is the lowest level of magic, looking at the entire continent, who else but a few people can disintegrate so lightly?

The [Stagnation] that was inflicted on the old man, he didn't pay attention to it at all.

As soon as the arcane fluctuations used to bind people's movements approached, they disappeared like mud cows into the sea, and they didn't even know if they worked.

As for the arrow of light, which was supposed to be the icing on the cake, the snow-white light swept past the old man, but the old man was still unscathed, as if the white light that was enough to pierce the plate armor just now was just a vain illusion.

Old Morgan raised a fist and slammed it into the empty space in front of him.

Seemingly a headless punch, Constantine quickly dodged backwards, and at the same time raised his sword scabbard and held it horizontally in front of him, a movement he had done a thousand times, and it had long been integrated into his instincts.

The invisible power fluctuated like an undercurrent in the bottom of the sea, and in an instant, Constantine felt the soles of his feet, nay, the entire tower, tremble slightly under the old man's punch.

The wind howled and roared in the boy's ears as it swept through the oak grove outside the tower, setting off a wave of turquoise, and with the sound of a whooshing sound, thousands of leaves broke free from their branches and danced aimlessly through the air, as if to express some kind of awe.

Constantine's lips were bloodshot, and his sword-holding hand and feet trembled.

Where he stood, with the sword scabbard as the dividing line, countless cracks opened in the bluestone tower floor.

What made the boy feel even more chilling was that the dark green scabbard that had been with him for several years, made of several expensive alchemy materials, and had never been worn out after countless dangerous battles, actually climbed up to several shocking cracks, which was definitely one of the most thrilling pictures the boy had ever seen in his life.

"Can't even the scabbard withstand the strength of this old fellow?" the young man said with a bitter smile, "Or is it precisely because of this scabbard that it can barely resist it." ”

It is worthy of being a peerless powerhouse whose name can be listed in "Glory of the Empire", and a model of the pinnacle of the mainland's armed forces.

If it were a teacher standing here, would he be able to defeat such an opponent?

For the first time in his life, Constantine found himself unable to give an affirmative answer.

In fact, Morgan was surprised.

What was unexpected was not that Constantine was so fast that he could cast spells at an inhuman speed, but that the young man's quick reflexes in the face of crises and the accuracy of his vision for choosing spells were completely beyond his imagination, and even made him appreciate them a little.

The three arcane arts selected are not powerful magic skills, but all of them are magic with extremely high efficiency in a small area of combat without exception, and if you are any high-level knight, in the face of such a precise and ruthless arcane combo, I am afraid that you will suffer a big loss as soon as you come up.

"In the nine hundred and eighty-sixth year of the Sacred Calendar, you appeared in a small city on the southern border of the Dragonlance Dynasty and killed a high-ranking officer and twenty-five Dragonlance Swordsmen stationed there. The old man's gaze was as sharp as a sword, as if it could penetrate a person's soul.

"In the nine hundred and eighty-seventh year of the Sacred Calendar, you appeared in Linhai City, the capital of the Duchy of Venn, and killed a marquis of the pro-Dragon Lance Dynasty faction in the Duchy. ”

"Also in the year 987 of the Sacred Calendar, you then appeared at the Academy of Magic in the Duchy of Francis and took the lives of a high-ranking magician and five of his assistants, who were later found to be a spy of the Dragonlance Dynasty and secretly used necromantic magic to spread plague in the territory of the Duchy of Vaen. ”

"In the year 989 of the Holy Calendar, you appeared in the province of Azero, the former Duchy of Azerolia, and assassinated seven barons and two viscounts of the Dragonlance, and fought three times with Ulysses Claudius, the general of the Dragonlance, who was responsible for suppressing the rebellion of the Azerotans, and the Dragonlance sent a large number of knights to hunt you down no less than ten times, but still let you escape. ”

Old Morgan stared at Constantine, and every deed in his mouth had caused a lot of turmoil, but he recounted it in a flat tone like a homely conversation.

Hearing these great events that were closely related to him, Constantine's feet stood in place as if they had taken root, and seemed indifferent, his face hidden under a silver mask, which made the old man unable to see his expression clearly.

Morgan continued, "In the year 992 of the Holy Calendar, you appeared in the small village of Mises on the border of the Duchy of Caroli, killed 452 dragoons who invaded Caroli, and helped the villagers there resist the subsequent attack of the dragon lance for three months, forcing the dragon lance dynasty to withdraw. ”

"After this battle, you left the Duchy of Carolina and disappeared, losing contact with your organization. ”

"I'm right, Lord Morningstar. Morgan said.

"I can't imagine that a legend of the empire knows the history of a small person like me, and I feel really honored. Constantine replied quietly.

Morgan said, "If you, the sixth-ranked bounty hunter in the Hunters' Guild, the number one wanted person on the Dragonlance Warrant, and the hero of the Duchy of Carroli, call yourself a small person, then who else is qualified to be called a big person?"

"After five years, what did you appear in the imperial capital to participate in the martial arts conference?"

Morgan stared into the young man's eyes: "Don't try to lie, all your behavior history, the military department has a special file record, if you can't give a reasonable reason, for the sake of the empire's security, I will never let a dangerous bounty hunter step into the arena of the imperial martial arts conference." ”

"After hearing your name, I was just suspicious, but your performance in the past few days has made me sure that you are the [Morning Star] that the military department has been paying attention to for a long time."

Constantine had to admit that he did underestimate the ability and efficiency of the intelligence system of the Holy Imperial Military Department, and he couldn't hide the old man's deeds in the past.

He thought about it, this is actually a thing to be expected, in this era, infiltration and counter-infiltration are common methods used by various forces, especially for a huge and dangerous killer organization like the Hunter Guild, as the military institution of the first power in the continent, if the military department of the Holy Empire does not monitor it, it will not be justified in any case.

However, Constantine also knew from this, and the military department's knowledge of him was limited to his side as a bounty hunter [Morning Star], and it was impossible to know that he was now a student of the Royal Academy of Magic, let alone that his true identity was the son of the Grand Duke of Azeroria.

Because if the military department learns of this information, it will definitely make a fuss about it and hype up the news that the descendants of the Elliottard family are still alive.

You must know that the reason why the Dragonlance Dynasty was able to invade the Duchy of Azerolia with confidence back then was because in history, Dragonlance and Azeroa were once friendly allies, at least on the surface, they maintained quite good diplomatic relations, and the young Constantine even made a marriage contract with the current princess of Dragonlance.

After the "Bloody Night", Winterfell became a ruin in the Northlands, the Grand Duke died, Constantine was exiled into the abyss, and the Duchy had no successor, which gave the Dragonlance an excuse to send troops and "take over" the territory of Azeroa without an owner.

However, if it is known that the Elliott bloodline has not been severed, then the reason for the Dragonlance to rule will no longer exist, and it will greatly boost the resistance of the Azerotans, thus causing great trouble for the Dragonlance Dynasty.