"Who am I, do you remember?"

Javi turned his head to look at Inham, his face still blank, he frowned and thought about it, and shook his head.

Inham sighed and asked, "Then do you remember who you are?"

Javi thought about it, but shook his head.

"Do you remember how this thing was used?" Inham walked a short distance away, took a sword from the corpse of a swordsman, and threw it to Javi.

Jarvey caught it, and there was a light in his eyes, and his hand was held firmly and tightly, and the sword was like a key embedded in a keyhole that just fit. He looked at the sword in his hand, thought about it, and quickly stabbed a sword forward, and with a soft sound, there was an extra mark on a wall more than ten meters away from Jia Wei.

"It's good that I haven't forgotten this, so you still know how to use this. Inham took a scroll from his bosom and gave it to Javi.

Javi took the scroll and nodded. It seems that all he has forgotten is his previous experiences and the people he knows, and he still remembers these things and skills he usually uses.

Inham said lightly, "I know you have a lot to ask me, but now is not the time. You use this teleportation scroll to go to Erathia first, I've already arranged everything, and someone will be waiting for you when you get there. ”

Instead of nodding his head this time, Jarvey was thinking, as if considering why he should trust someone he didn't know.

"Even if I don't say it, you should feel like I'm helping you, right?" Inham looked at Javi with a smile.

Even if it's just the usual mask-like smile. He is charismatic and persuasive enough, and the affection and warmth in his eyes now can be felt even by an idiot, let alone his son. Javi looked at him and finally nodded slowly.

A sudden loud noise came from the direction of the square. Inham frowned and looked in that direction.

"Okay, so be it, you go first. It looks like this will soon be over. As long as it is solved, it will be much quieter in the future. When Inham had said this, he turned and sped away in the direction of the square.

The situation in the square should have been stabilized long ago, and the sudden commotion just now was not just a simple fight, it must have been a big accident. And as long as it's an accident. Whatever the accident, it was an opportunity for Inham.

In the event of a complete defeat at Oufu, the biggest destabilizing factor in Magnus's eyes is himself, and Inham is well aware of this. Although Magnus may not be in a hurry to deal with himself now, he has the support of Lancelot. It was only a matter of time before Adela returned to the pope in his body. And the next thing he has to deal with is naturally himself. So once you have an opportunity now, you must not miss it.

Jarvey's injuries had healed, and the truth of the Dark Star had been understood, and as soon as the two shadows that had been surrounding his heart were gone, how to deal with Magnus was already the only remaining problem. And as long as there is any opportunity to take advantage of it, Inham has absolute confidence that this problem will be solved perfectly. So even he couldn't help but be a little excited now, and all his attention was on the direction of the square in front of him, without looking back.

Behind his back. Instead of using the teleportation scroll, Javi watched him leave with a strange look. This look is completely different from the simple blankness just now, it contains too many things that are too deep, and it is definitely not the look that a person who has lost his memory should have. Even when Inham had just turned his back to him, his hand holding the sword twitched slightly, but it didn't move.

When Inham completely disappeared from view, the expression on his face changed completely. It's like a person who has been forced to make sculptures for hundreds of years is finally free, and can finally be released. His face began to fluctuate from the simple dazedness just now, and then turned into excitement, and it was extremely excited, and his handsome features were distorted by all the emotion and excitement on his face.

He was laughing, there was no laughter, only a snoring sound came from his throat, his twitching face was a little crazy because of overexcitement, and the ecstasy in his eyes seemed to be concentrated at this time with all the joy and excitement of this person's life. And just now, he was able to completely suppress such excitement and hide it in a cold and dazed demeanor, and even people like Inham didn't notice it.

In the silent laughter, he also looked in the direction of the square, similar to Inham's eyes, which were all eyes seeking opportunities, but there were more ** in them, more scorching, like a wolf that had been hungry for a thousand years.

At this time, the situation in the square can no longer be described as chaotic.

Gru's fall tilted the scales of battle in favor of Castle of Radiance. After discarding the corpses of the orcs, which were several times the size of the orcs, the swordsman priests finally gained the upper hand, leaving the orcs to be half-automated, half-forced, and pinned down in the middle of the square. At this time, as long as two or three more * divisions throw out the big spell, the battle can be over.

And just one person completely overturns the situation that has stabilized. Even with Gru's power, it was impossible to turn the tide in this huge battlefield on his own, but this man did it.

In fact, no matter what the situation is, it is just like a huge machine, which is composed of countless tiny joints, as long as you find the most critical position, you can control everything at once.

"A giant black dragon has destroyed the royal palace of Erathia and is heading in the direction of Celeste......"

The court swordsman from Erathia said this, and everyone was shocked, and the performance of Lancelot and Adra, who should have been the most calm, was actually the most abnormal, almost stunned. While the others were simply shocked, the two of them knew best what this black dragon meant.

"Moriel is out?how could this be?" Adela was dumbfounded. Only he knew that the current Castle of Radiance would no longer have the strength to face an ancient dragon.

"Your Majesty...... Can't summon guardian angels anymore?" Lancelot asked in a low voice, looking at Adra.

"No......" Adela shook her head and looked at the ring on her hand, his voice faint and wavering. "The power of the King's Ring has been exhausted, and it will not be useful to accumulate it in a few years...... Could it be that the Castle of Radiance really ......," he shook his head in confusion. “...... Isn't that the seal of Archibald? how could it be ...... at this time for no reason?"

"Tell me more clearly, what is that black dragon?" Adela asked the swordsman with a frown.

The swordsman opened his mouth, but only made a faint sound, and then his head hung limply, and his injuries did not seem to improve in the slightest under the treatment of the two great priests, but only got worse and worse.

"What's going on?" Adela looked at the two archpriests holding the swordsman.

"I don't know...... Strangely, our healing magic doesn't seem to work...... The aura in his body was getting weaker and weaker. The two high priests were also at a loss.

"What?" Adela hurriedly stepped forward to the swordsman.

"Your Majesty is back. Lancelot burst into a rage and lunged straight at Adra, grabbing his back with his left hand and stabbing his right sword at the dying swordsman who was caught between the two clerics. The sword encircled his hand, and the dazzling sword light directly passed through a distance of more than ten meters and went straight to the man's head. And only half a blink of an eye slower than Lancelot, Adela's body was also shocked, and the steps forward immediately became backwards.

It's just that these two people are already late, this news about the black dragon is too shocking, and the blow to them is too great, plus the victory just now is in sight, this big ups and downs in mood makes the spirits of both of them sluggish. Earlier than the two of them, the dying swordsman's hand suddenly sank into the waist of the two great priests who were holding him, and the entire palm of his hand was completely submerged in the two of them's bodies, as if it had been caught in two large balls of cotton. The two great priests didn't notice it at all, and their expressions didn't even change, and then with a wave of the swordsman's hands, the two great priests flew out and crashed into Lancelot.

The High Priest's body didn't crash straight into it like a thrown stone, but they actually twisted their bodies like snakes around Adela with strange steps before rushing towards Lancelot, and their hands were either punched or clawed, and their faces were full of surprise, and they didn't understand how they could make such a move inexplicably.

Lancelot's body froze, and he dodged the two archpriests to the side. He had to dodge, the two archpriests who were thrown out just instantly had all the skin on their bodies blackened, and after Lancelot dodged, the two collided together, and the two people with vivid puzzled expressions on their faces scattered like two pockets of mud, and the strong rancid stench and necromantic magic filled everyone's noses at once.

And after this dodge, he could no longer catch Adela, and the sword he stabbed out was also crooked. The white sword light only swept in front of the swordsman, who had already caught Adela faster than Lancelot.

Adra's reflexes were by no means slow, but his body movements were so slow compared to Lancelot and the swordsman that he didn't even have time to cast a spell. Even if his real identity is another person, it is only Adela's body after all.

"Sure enough, it's you. Lancelot looked at Jian Tu and said word by word. The sword light that swept past his face sliced his blood-soaked face into pieces, but there was not blurred flesh underneath, but a different face. The man who claimed to be a swordsman of the court of Erathia was Asa, who had been imprisoned in that special cage.