"Are you playing with me? Playing with men's feelings, is it interesting?" The Grand Master looked down at the bamboo shoots on the ground, and thought with interest: "You have proved that you have a superior protector earlier, I will chat with you and then break up." Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info can't beat me, I won't fight with you, why do you play a bitter drama to tease me. Yes, he is here to pick up girls, he must be for pickling girls, fighting to the death or alive, all for picking girls!"

The Grand Master suddenly woke up from a dream, and suddenly realized in pain: "Everything makes sense! There are bodyguards but they don't go out of the horse, and they have to look for death in front of Her Majesty the Empress to play a play of loyal ministers and good generals to save the beauty -- this is all for the sake of picking up girls! All this is a routine! The nobles are too good at playing, is it worth it, is it appropriate, let a homeless lonely knight be a childcare who does not charge money, help you play handsome, help you sensationalize, and then you climb into the queen's bed, and I will continue to wander far away from the world - your conscience will not be whipped! Frederick, I hate you to the core!"

The Grand Master was so sad and angry that he couldn't express it because of the deterrence of the masters. So he decided to leave, and was just about to leave, but he was reluctant to put the sword on the ground, after all, it was more than a hundred pounds of steel, and it was worth a few dollars anyway.

Then both the dragoon and Filia were surprised to see that the Grand Master pointed to the black cross sword on the ground, and asked Frederick angrily: "Can you give me back that sword?" ”

Philia was dumbfounded. Lily was dumbfounded. Elena stood up, clutching her heart's clothes, and nervously looked at the panting Frederick, expecting the tide of battle to turn around.

Even the dragoons didn't see the flying sword. Niels and Nick looked at each other, wondering how Grand Master's killer sword fell to the ground, and they started to think about it, speculating that Frederick used his [Special Ability] to severely damage Grand Master's wrist, and won a narrow victory. The [special ability] may have been released by Frederick or by the flamingo, anyway, the master and servant are inseparable, and whoever released it is almost the same.

However, [Special Ability] can only be understood by the gifted, and it is really enviable that Frederick can win with such a secret skill.

The above is the worship mood of the onlookers.

But Frederick knew that it was the bamboo shoot on the ground that saved him. He didn't dare to hold it up, tried to breathe evenly, frowned and raised his sword, and looked against the Grand Master with all his might: "How much is your sword worth, I'll give you cash." You better don't pick it up, everyone is not sure when you pick it up. ”

The bandits were dumbfounded. They didn't expect that the situation would turn into a money negotiation after a heart-rending fight until now.

Grand Master's waist was still slowly bleeding. Although he used quenched muscle fibers to compress the broken blood vessels and temporarily stop the bleeding, the broken arteries were too hurtful and he continued to lose valuable active blood. When he heard Frederick's offer, he decided to compromise so that he would not be held down and his head would fall off if he lost his blood and weakened.

"It's not expensive, it's just more than 800 gold. The Grand Master picked his nose as if nothing had happened.

"80 gold. Frederick said.

When Filia heard this, her head went numb, and she thought to herself: "Frederick, you don't want to die, you don't even want your life for 800 gold coins! That man almost wiped us out, hurry up and let him take the money and leave! You are a dead man who refuses to pay, I'll give you money! Fortune Eagle gives me a little more normal, hurry up and negotiate the price and let the enemy go!"

"100 gold. The Grand Master said honestly: "Ming people don't say dark words, 100 gold!"

Filia shuddered and turned her head to look at Frederick, feeling that life depended on Scrooge's lips for a moment, and there was a tension of bungee jumping.

Frederick said, "81 gold, I have made all the profits." ”

Lily's eyes rolled and she slumped on Elena's shoulder.

Grand Master was not reconciled. He thought that the nobles were not short of money, and originally wanted to make some money, but he didn't expect Frederick to know the market very well, and quoted the market price like a blacksmith boss, which made the Grand Master depressed and angry, but there were "bamboo shoots" on the edge of his toes, and he didn't dare to mess around.

Grand Master's patience slowly approached its limit, and he felt that this price was not about gold coins, but about dignity.

My dignity is worth 9 gold coins, show me some respect, Frederick! I'm not a cheap boss, I'm the man who once controlled your life and death!

"Isn't this number wonderful, this number has the word 'promotion' written on its face, it's very exciting, it's 89 gold." The Grand Master said with a temper.

"Deal!" Elena shouted anxiously on tiptoe, then turned her head and ordered Filia, and said decisively, "Take the money!"

Filia took out a bag of gold coins, counted them, and threw them to the Grand Master.

The Grand Master opened the money bag and took a look, it was full of royal gold coins made of pure gold, not to mention more than a hundred. He put away the money bag, solemnly held the corona helmet on his head, his visor was covered with blood, and solemnly waved to the thieves behind him, "If you still want to buy potions, I will give you a 9% discount." Goodbye then, stupid fallen knights. ”

Then the Grand Master muttered, "Being single is really the fault of the world, how can ordinary people afford this fancy pickling routine of the aristocracy, this world is really terminally ill." He grunted as he tossed his money bag and walked away without looking back.

"Don't chase!" Elena ordered categorically, turning her head to stare at the fallen knights who were scattering and fleeing, "Chase and kill the miscellaneous soldiers." Catch three alive and come back, and kill the rest! The corpses will be sprinkled with lime and saved, and all of them will be dragged back to the capital and crucified!"

"Ordered!" the dragoon agreed, and chased after him with his sword. As soon as the Grand Master left, the life of the dragoons was guaranteed, and it was possible to hunt down the fallen knights of the cup bow and snake shadow.

And the strength of that Grand Master was unfathomable, and Elena realized clearly after calculating that she had no strength to keep the Grand Master at all.

Filia frowned and glanced at the murderous Elena, a little proud and a little distressed. The dragoons were tired, but Elena was still able to make the most of them, and the fallen knights had run away, but she had the courage to kill them all. She has matured thoroughly and will keenly grasp the changes in the situation to adjust her strategy accordingly. And she chose to "kill everything" to block intelligence, and chose "three living mouths" to form isolation and torture, which can not only trace the source of the "potion", but also monopolize important information, and can also kill the enemy hiding behind the scenes. This hand is arranged simply and decisively, and the benefits are clear and comfortable.

As soon as the Grand Master left, Elena killed the bandits, captured them alive, and tortured all the information about the Grand Master - this was the greatest loss of the Grand Master's trip. The phantom of this Teutonic knight will gradually lose the cover of darkness and gradually reveal his body from behind the scenes.

Frederick took his sword and gasped, standing in the middle of the road staring at the back of the Grand Master departing in style, his heart beating so loudly that his right hand was so sore that he lost consciousness. Fear, doubt, confusion, and a sense of urgency pressed on his heart.

He hated himself for being too weak. Even if you hold the imperial soldier, even if the divine grace value has increased by leaps and bounds to 39, you can't wear plate armor for a day, and you will be a weak chicken for a day.

There were so many clues in his head, but he couldn't catch them all. Elena traveled thousands of miles to see herself, but she was disappointed. The Empress, who exposed her itinerary, was ambushed by the fire dragon and the outlaws. The Teutonic knights who reappear in the world. A life-saving flying sword pierced out of the woods. The trip to Wiener, which was pitch black in front of him. He tried to sort out the mess, but his mood was surging.