"Lock it up and don't wear it again. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Elaine's smile rippled like a mirror, and she looked expressionless: "Lest he think I like him." ”

"Don't you like him?" asked Lily cautiously.

"......", Elaine looked at Lily speechlessly for two seconds. These two seconds made Lily tremble with nervousness.

"Why don't you like him?" Lily swung the jewel away again, holding the pendant and looking at it, watching the bright and fiery ruby swing in the bumpy carriage: "How beautiful." ”

"I, I just envy him, I envy him for daring to do what he wants to do, even if he may fail, even if the prospects are bleak, he will try. Elaine held her bare feet, leaned on the carpet and stared at the rippling pendant, her thin waist swaying with the bumpy carriage, "But he used too much force, and always pit himself! The sword mountain and the sea of fire are also on it. The more I liked his recklessness, the more I hated his stupidity. You are so worried that you want to stab to death the person who dares to touch him, and he is still fighting with blood and can't stop at all—I can't do this love-hate thing. I'd better stand farther away, be a crowd of onlookers, applaud and scatter flowers. ”

Elaine unconsciously began to speak at length, and when she looked up to drink water, the carriage fell silent.

After a long silence, Lily muttered listlessly, "Do you care about what he said about the royal family?" ”

Elaine looked at the ceiling and drank, and neither of them spoke.

The carriage jolted and swayed as it slowly drove into the glittering Habs's central bank concession. Two dragoons with cross-swords on their backs came up to check the identity of the palace maids, bowed their waists, and dragged the barricades to let them go.

"Why has the security become tighter?" Lily looked out curiously, and found that the dragoons had taken over the garrison of the concession.

"The life of the citizens of Bafaria could not go on, and the black cauldron was held by Frederick on the head of the central bank, so occasionally mobs smashed windows. Elaine lazily said in the car, "Do you listen to what Filia said?" ”

"It's scary. Lily stuck out her tongue and quickly retracted into the carriage.

In the Royal BH Beer Hall, Lancelot and Jacob, fearing that the Count would be ill, knelt beside him in a frenzy and tried to help him up.

"Are you alright, Count?" asked Jacob, worriedly.

Frederick's face was on the floor tiles, lying on his stomach with five bodies on the ground, and he gave a thumbs up to signal that Lao Tzu was alive.

"Lift the Count up. Lancelot said.

Frederick's voice floated from the floor tiles, "Is Miss Elaine gone?"

"It's gone. ”

The Count moved, then continued to squirm, and got up on his own, patting the dust on his body with a disgraced face, and stood up calmly, looking around at his subordinates, and finding that the technicians and the four horsemen were all staring at him without a word.

"See what I'm doing?" said Frederick, trying to play dumb.

"Don't you feel too ashamed to get up, don't you get up because you're embarrassed in front of your sister!" Lancelot's heart was galloping, and he scolded expressionlessly: "This is what only children do!

Then the four knights said in unison: "I didn't see anything, Your Highness." ”

Frederick turned his head and beckoned to Sheffield: "Sheffield, right? Come over with Moritz and tell me about your salary." ”

Sheffield and Moritz looked at each other, and hurriedly walked over to sit down, and Sir Raymond brought their wine glasses over arrogantly, laughing: "Cold beer can relieve pain, let go and drink, don't stop!"

As soon as he sat down, the knight of Sirisha, who had been silent in the corner, finally stood up, looked at Watson's body in silence, and then pressed the giant sword at his waist and walked behind Frederick wearing a steel plate. His massive body blocked out the sunlight in the doorway, casting a dark shadow in front of Frederick.

The Sirisa man was a burly man, with an average height of more than two meters, and the silent knight could even wear a two-handed sword at his waist, which was a testament to his sturdy size.

Frederick saw the shadow silhouette of the Barrel Knight's Helmet cast on the table, and already knew that there was someone standing behind him. But he didn't move, clutching his glass and taking a sip of cold beer with his head held high, calm and composed.

Because even if the Count didn't move, the four knights of Fort William stood up with a "bang", and surrounded the huge Silesa knight with a tiger's eye, and the chain mail gloves pressed the power sword, and the sword was rattling.

"You're going to pay the price. The silent knight of Sirisha was besieged, but unmoved, and a hoarse and concise syllable sounded from the merciless iron barrel helmet: "Painful price." ”

It was the first sentence ever uttered by the Silent Knight.

When Watson was arrogant, he was silent because he was used to it.

When Watson accepted the duel, he was silent because of his pride.

When Watson was defeated and killed, he was silent because he was powerless to return.

Before he finished a glass of beer, he lost his most arrogant and reckless brother forever. This sudden stimulus finally gave rise to the first sting in his dead life—for the first time since he had received human alchemy, he felt this unspeakable sting, which gave him a cathartic desire and an urge to speak.

Lancelot's muscles tensed to the limit, and he gritted his teeth to keep the veins in his head bursting, putting himself in a state of a beast on the verge of exploding - but even so, he was not sure that he would be able to slash the greatsword and save the Count in 0.1 seconds.

Because this big man of Sirisha was so terrifying that Lancelot did not dare to move. At this moment when the pin drop is audible, the wind and grass can break the balance of a thousand shots, causing the big man to lose control and draw his sword, cutting out an unstoppable arc of the sword.

Lancelot had seen this big man kill on the battlefield. The dazzling arc drawn by his Red Flame Sword in mid-air could split the armored war horse and the armored cavalry together, and the wild dancing sword trail was like the tail of a fire meteor, and even the flames could not catch up with the speed of the giant sword.

This mute has a positive force that even Lancelot can't resist.

The Count's life hung by a thread, like a sword of Damocles hanging over his head.

"Sith Watson, one of Sirisa's 'fearless knights', I've heard that the people who have done the alchemy of the human body have turned into stuffy gourds. Count Frederick did not even look back, but sat calmly in the shadow cast by the "Fearless Knight", and wiped the dew from the cold beer glass with his thumb: "But I tell you, the absence of pain is far from being 'fearless.'" Even the abortion can be painless, but only those who have no distractions will be fearless. ”

Under the watchful watch of the Four Horsemen, Count Frederick stood proudly, turned to face the tower-like killing machine, and looked up at Sith Watson's barrel helmet.

"I have heard that His Royal Highness Prince Sirisha is staying in the Habsburg capital 'Wiener'. Was it a negotiation or a vain marriage? In short, he stayed at Wiener. If you can't restrain your emotions and chop me in the shape of a slingshot here, guess what will happen?" said the Earl kindly.

The burly fearless knight remained silent.