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Ramsilele was very glad that when the other elves thought that the MONOCULUS was pretending to be crazy and stupid, he recognized the true love in the one-eyed eye, and immediately shouted and retreated, and even asked to throw away the weapons and other burdens and stay away from the cave with all his might.

Although the elves don't know why, just look at Ramsile's like that, just run along. Soon the hairs on the back of Ramesile's neck stood on end, and he didn't hear the explosion, but the cave rumbled like a big beast with a bad stomach, rumbling and vomiting.

The ranger felt that he was still not fast enough, and he did not order him to lie down, and after seeing the forces of nature, it was enough distance for him to feel safe. At the last moment, I don't know which of the spirited druids invited a strong gust of wind, and Ramsilele almost wanted to kiss him, so he threw himself out with the wind, gliding seven or eight meters like a flying squirrel, and fell to the ground.

The cave finally spit out, but it was not a shockwave of the ring, but a thousand black smoke streams in front of it, as if the sea urchin suddenly swelled, and the thorns on the body scrambled to scratch scars on the wasteland, and the range of more than two hundred Sami at the entrance of the cave was almost enough for them.

Standing up with a disgraced face, Ramesile knew that there was no hope for the gem, and there was a stronger force involved.

The places that had been swept by the smoke had turned gray and the vegetation had died. Ramesile suddenly came out of the joy of the great victory, and a deep sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart, and although he fought with all his might for Garanord, there was an illusion that his efforts were in vain, and no matter how much he struggled, there was always the power in the world that could erase their humble cries by raising his hand.

Ramesile sent his men back to the Stone Castle to deal with the aftermath, and stood on the edge of the gray imprint and waited. After a while, Vlamir wiped the sweat with a sweat towel and floated to the Ranger's side.

"It's good that I rubbed the Hearthstone ...... fast"

The ranger squinted, and Vlamir had a happy expression for the rest of his life, without the slightest guilt of leaving the elf and running away. He re-examined the magic eye superintendent, and felt that this guy who was not in tune with himself was actually the same kind of person as him, with a hippie smile on the surface, and never slacking off in actual work. Ramsile's heart was given to Tia and the Queen, and Vlamir's joys, sorrows, and sorrows were all for the sake of the Flame Mage, and the reason why the MONOCULUS cared about the elves was entirely because the Flame Mage cared. The Ranger couldn't help but wonder if one day the golden dragon didn't care about Tia, or if Tia needed to disappear, would Vlamir raise the butcher's knife with him while exchanging witticisms.

The blood of the Demon Eye Overseer is very cold.

"Hey, what kind of eyes are you in?" Vlamir swallowed the sweat towel.

"Remember, you owe me a script. Ramesile said.

"Huh?" Vlamir choked, he prepared the draft of the various answers, but he did not expect to answer the question.

"It's not the Lord of Blackstone, the King of the Dark Hammer, Ogden, is interested in negotiating an alliance. I like bigger stories, like, what is Garlanord's role in Sarafur now?"

Vlamir was a little embarrassed, "This ...... Count yourself as the protagonist. ”

"The protagonists are divided into the stage and the stage, and I want to know who is playing against Tia, so as not to mismatch the words when I get it. Ramesile's eyes burned.

"I'll go back and bite the tip of my pen and give you an answer when the time comes......" Vlamir snorted and ran.

On the other side, Lesatos watched the shadow people scold and run away like a shrew in the street, and the golden dragon clutched the sword of the real left-wing military governor on his paws, and he felt amused. The Spectre didn't try to get rid of the tracking, and was quickly caught up, followed by a one-sided battle. It was a little difficult to snatch the sword, and what made Lesatos strange was that the other party didn't seem to care, and threw down the sword and turned around to play with his life, his mouth was not clean, and his anger was like a village woman who had been deceived into marrying and favoring money.

He didn't kill the ghost, Lesatos already knew the hole cards of the shadow people, and with the gap between legendary and non-legendary, even if he took out the three magic net gems to fight, he could still kill her. However, it is not good for the overall situation to eliminate a competitor now, so simply let it go, anyway, when the filmmaker does not measure himself to sign the Twilight Agreement, he will already be dead.

As for the sword, to the surprise of the golden dragon, the sword was real, it was given to Birchfield by Edith, but the gem was fake. The magic net gem itself has the function of evading detection, and it cannot be located with the prophecy spell, so it is necessary to predict the position of the sword in advance. When the ghost light grabbed it, it was revealed that the gem was not only a fake, but also had a dimensional anchor attached, so that the holder could not teleport, and as a result, he was violently beaten. No wonder the ghost light is so angry.

But what about the real gems?

Lesatos flew back to where he had watched the battle, and the Golem was still there, with a black-bearded dwarf standing beside him.

The golden dragon landed majestically, and each claw was many times larger than the dwarf. Although he had already been instructed, the dwarven spy surnamed Thunderhammer was still extremely shocked, and his body stiffened and could not help himself.

Keogre said in a solemn voice: "This is the great being behind the elves, the golden dragon who settles on the roof of the firmament, and he is richer and more powerful than all the dwarves of Sahraf combined. ”

The dwarf came back to his senses, bowed deeply, and nearly fell to his stomach. "Greetings on behalf of Lord Ogden of Blackstone, Great Dragon!"

Lesatos didn't speak, the golem waved his hand, and the dwarf immediately crawled back, carrying an orange magnificent gem in his arms.

As soon as the dwarf was gone, Lesatos put his sword still at the feet of the golem and teased, "The workmanship is good." ”

Kai Oh Gray's strict appearance immediately collapsed, shrugged his shoulders and said with a smirk: "False praise, my hands are empty, I must come out with some skills." If you like this sword, it's my respect, so take it and you're welcome. ”

This guy really doesn't know what his face is. However, a slightly clever mage is worth more than a stupid one, and Kaeogre has proven his worth. It was only then that Lessatos faced up to the alliance between the two.

"Let's talk about it......"

Half a month later, the capital of Essin was Plzeň.

Kaye followed the prince step by step, and the samurai Charlene was delayed, and they were going to meet the so-called "anti-** righteous rally", which was actually a coup alliance.

When the news of the defeat came, Prince Asherwall was shocked, and could not believe that not only was he defeated, but he was defeated so neatly that the entire coalition army was completely annihilated. Kaye was as calm as ever, and his previous prediction became a proof of the incomprehensibility.

During this time, Kaye and Asherwall's relationship progressed from investor to investee, and the two showed signs of becoming friends. Charlene was a shadow guard trained for him by the Prince's mother's family, and the concept of loyalty was instilled in him from an early age. And Asherwall didn't treat her as a pure subordinate, and the love between the two was quite sincere. Despite the intimacy, the samurai's brain struggled to comprehend the complexities of the situation, and the prince did not want to stress her. It was the renegade who originally acted as a think tank and psychological mentor...... I forgot what it was called, but after being turned into a frog meat puree anyway, Kaye took over the baton.

The little mage simply stayed in the prince's mansion, and with his perfect camouflage ability, no one could detect it. Sometimes he was a manservant, sometimes a maid, sometimes a prince, and Asherwall could sneak out to contact the nobles. Ironically, a 13-year-old boy from a slum background wants to enlighten the 24-year-old prince, and he also knows more about this brave and upright man at heart, and even a little naïve.

Entering the venue, a large long table was densely packed with people, and seeing the Prince coming, the warm eyes and intimate greetings made Asherwall quite uncomfortable, not for many years. Kaye in his cloak was inconspicuous, he turned his head to search, and found his target in the main position, a man in his thirties and forties with a mustache, who was the Duke of Carlton, the largest nobleman in the current realm of Essien and the royal family.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the perverse behavior of the prime minister over the years has been revealed, and looking at so many righteous people present, you can see how unpopular his methods of serving the idiot king are! The war has not only failed to strengthen the country, but has lost nearly 30,000 men! The incompetent wolf eater has died, but it is left with a new enemy of Essin, the elves of the Tia Forest! Can we still bear this situation? No! We must stand up and resist, His Royal Highness Prince Asherwall is on our side, and everyone must seek justice for the humiliation His Highness has suffered over the years......

The meeting was held impassionedly, and the responders echoed it, but after a long time, there was not a word of truth, how to resist, who would take the lead, and no one asked these substantive questions, which was more like a meeting to vent emotions and clarify positions.

Duke Carlton stood up, his voice was quiet, he twisted his delicate mustache, and said: "Ladies and gentlemen, it is a serious and dangerous matter to overthrow the prime minister, we should take a long-term view, make every personal connection, expand the momentum, and exert pressure from both public opinion and aristocratic intentions to force the prime minister to resign......"

Kaye rolled his eyes when he said this, why don't you just organize a group to travel to the Crimson Federation, maybe when you come back, Xiang has already died of old age and decay.

The meeting was over, and the nobles took their leave. And the prince and his party were secretly led by the servants to another room for a real coup meeting. There must be people at the meeting, otherwise this old man's power tricks will be in vain for half his life.

In the room, the Duke of Carleton waited for a long time, his eyes shrewd, and he was neither flattering nor distant from Ascherwall. The thin nobleman liked to laugh very much, and said, "Your Highness, there is still one attendee who has not arrived, I will read you a wonderful text to relieve your boredom, I wrote it." ”

"The Duke's masterpiece, listen to it. ”

Who knows, in the next twenty minutes, Duke Carlton recited a ** novel to them with affection, probably how the protagonist overthrew the tsundere courtesan, the cold white tower bacheloress, the lively foreign lady, the fierce female general and so on 12 people, talking about the fragrant content, the duke's face was flushed, panting, spitting and dancing, and he almost took off his pants to demonstrate.

Kaye and Asherwall were so embarrassed, they never thought that the top three influential figures in Essien would have this hobby. Charlene ducked out early.

Just when Kaye felt that the Duke was going to be **, a knight with a square face and a tiger's back walked in and said, "Carlos, don't read it, His Royal Highness and I don't want to wait for you to change your pants." ”

Carlos was the name of Duke Carlton, and he regretted it and introduced: "Your Highness, this is Laurel, the champion knight of Essien. ”

Asherwall was in awe: "I have heard of your great name, the head of the Knights' Sect, and the leader of the Nine Virtues Knights. ”

Kaye couldn't help but look sideways, the Knights' Order was a religious armed group in Essien's own country, exemplified by virtue and a large but low-key affair, with members ranging from nobles to commoners. Although it is not a state religion, its influence should not be underestimated. If the champion knight Laurel is not famous, then Duke Carleton, who can become friends with the strict virtue knight, must not only be a nobleman who loves ** novels.

"To get to the point, Your Highness, how do you judge the situation. ”

Asherwall gave Kaye a look, and the little mage used his true form to sit down unceremoniously side by side with the three big men. "Since the Duke has been slowly calculating the news, he would not have thought that we would act immediately and mutinied. ”

Duke Carlton and Knight Laurel frowned at the same time, and the Duke turned his head and asked, "Your Highness, who is this...... Your illegitimate child?"

The prince coughed twice and said, "Master Night Phosphorus, my staff and occult advisor. ”

"Night phosphorus, this master, forgive my rudeness, you can't be the Crimson Federation Star Tower, I heard that there are many god sticks there. Carlton was unceremoniously blunt. And Laurel's resolute face was impatient, he couldn't understand how the prince could bring a bombastic fellow, and he was only a teenager!

"Mutiny is not something that can be done!" the Knight Commander's face turned cold.

Kaye smiled, "Not only will I build a mutiny, but tomorrow!" )