"Let me introduce myself, I'm the bard Franen, the author of The Chronicles of the Scarlet Abbey, and I've recently come to the Imperial Capital to get material. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The red-robed man introduced himself to Ella - the royal family of the imperial capital has been cut off and the kingdom is in turmoil, which is undoubtedly the best material for a bard.

For bards who call home from all over the world, the more chaotic the world, the happier they are. Decades later, he believes, when people look back at this messy history, everyone will mention the name Franen. He firmly believed that true history was written by bards.

Although Farlan was mild-mannered, Ella felt a deep sense of fear in her heart, her hands clenching her glass tightly as if she were being targeted.

What kind of horrible mark is that? the ability to manipulate the will of others with words alone?

Her brain raced, trying to figure out a way to escape.

"Why don't you speak, beautiful young lady, I believe your voice is as moving as a nightingale......

Halfway through his sentence, Samuen suddenly pulled out a dagger from the cabinet at the bar. Wipe it down the other person's throat.

Franen's ability was undoubtedly brought to him by the Engraving, but no matter how terrifying the Engraving was, as long as he couldn't speak, it was useless!

Fran turned his head in bewilderment, the sinister smile on Samuon's face that puzzled him.

Why would he think that this little dagger could hurt him?

His right hand blocked, and his left arm hit the opponent's lower abdomen hard, and Samuen felt his internal organs being twisted together by a punch, and he hunched himself and fell to the ground in pain, a mouthful of blood gushing out. And Ella saw the moment and ran to the door—the church!

Her first thought was to tell the church about Franen.

"It didn't work, the door of the tavern was locked by someone, and the bard Frann and the beautiful lady were trapped in the tavern, and the few drunkards left in the twilight tavern suddenly felt a discomfort in their abdomen, as if a rat had gotten in, and they thought that the rat must be gnawing at their internal organs, and they all fell to the ground in pain. ”

"That's enough!" Ella begged, she couldn't imagine what kind of pain could make these tough guys cry.

"You have finally spoken, beautiful young lady. ”

Franan was so delighted that he magically conjured a beautiful rose and handed it to Ella, "Your beauty has put me in a dilemma. ”

His instinct as a bard made him want to get close to Ella and write their encounter into a song to be sung, but the identity of the Assassin Guild Patriarch reminded him that he had killed Ella.

For the Assassins, the goal was the goal, male or female, good or evil.

"So rest assured, I'll design a wonderful death for you. ”

His hand handing the rose slowly upwards, and just as he was about to touch Ella's pretty face, his pupils shrank, and the whole person flashed backwards, even so, the sword that flashed in from outside the door left a wound on his face. He could clearly feel the power of his notching fade from the wound.

After standing still, a neat cut appeared on the wall of the Twilight Rose, and the whole tavern was split in two by this cut, and strangely, the cut tavern did not collapse, but hung strangely in the air.

He was very familiar with both sword skills and abilities, but when the two came together, it made him frown.

Frann vaguely remembers that when he traveled to the small frontier country called the Kingdom of Talon, he met an interesting boy who claimed to be a survivor of the Scarlet War and told him about the ups and downs of the past in a tavern similar to Twilight Rose.

"How do I know if what you say is true?" he asked the boy with a money bag in his hand.

Under his gaze, the money bag in his hand slowly floated into the air. The young man smiled: "Manipulating buoyancy is a symbol of the status of the Scarlet Crusader. ”

And at this moment, the young man who claimed to be a survivor of the Scarlet Crusader stood in front of him again, using the sword skills of their elders.

"Does this count as an old acquaintance in a foreign land?" Lin Qiu walked into the tavern and looked directly at the bard who had relieved his urgent needs in the Tarun Kingdom: "When I heard the "Chronicle of the Scarlet Monastery", I knew that you had come to the imperial capital. I would have liked to have a drink with you and thank you for the 100 gold if you weren't working for the Assassins' Guild. ”

Instead, Frann smiled even more happily: "Mutual friend, I didn't expect the survivors of the Scarlet Crusade to come to the imperial capital and become a genius second to none. ”

In the imperial capital, newcomers must know two things.

The first is that Alyssa Shucarredo became the youngest Knight of the Round Table in Holutia's history, and the second is that Tyre Cyrus became the first super genius to complete the Centennial Mission before entering the school. Of course, if you want to know more about the Imperial Capital, you can read a daily newspaper called The Incredible Legend of the Imperial Capital.

This was the advice given to him by the guards when Farlan first came to the city, and he did it, so he was a little surprised to see that his deeds had been written in a daily newspaper.

"I forgot to tell you one thing last time, and in order to help you portray the Scarlet Crusade, I need to add that there is a saying among us: when a fellow sees a fellow, shoot him in the back. ”

Farran's eyes kept looking at Lin Qiu's right hand held on the hilt of the sword, and the moment the words fell, he stepped back, three sword rays flashed, Lin Qiu suddenly exerted force, and the whole person forced the other party.

Outside the door, he had a rough idea of the power of Fraan's Seal - the only way to defeat him was to give him no time to speak.

He was not merciful to the Assassins' Guild, and any negligence could become a breakthrough for the other party.

"What's the sound over there?"

"Looks like someone is fighting!"

The battle lasted only a few tens of seconds, but the alley had been torn apart by the clash between the two, and the frightened people ran out into the street shouting and led the guards over.

"It doesn't look like it's time for us to play today. ”

Frann calmly fended off the deep-sea attack with his dagger, and with the help of inertia, he flipped backwards and jumped onto a roof. The next moment, the roof he was on was cut open and collapsed. He flipped back again, stopped what he was about to say, and disappeared at the end of the night.

"What's going on!?"

The guards with torches arrived late, and were visibly stunned when they saw that the troublemaker was Tyre-Cyrus. The crowd gradually gathered around, pointing at the guy who had just destroyed half of the street.

"It's because of ......"

Of course, he couldn't tell the Assassins Guild about it - "Actually, we're working on a movie called Godzilla, and all you've just seen is special effects...... Right, Ella?"

"Huh?"

Ella, who came from the twilight rose, was a little dazed, she stared at Lin Qiu for a long time at a loss, and said, "Ah...... That's right, we're making a movie called Scola. (To be continued.) )