As soon as the ghost-like White Knights appeared, it caused a huge commotion, after all, the White Knights of the Ella Empire were equivalent to a pinnacle sword master in the eyes of everyone, and such a highly destructive cavalry force quietly cut into the belly of the Violet Empire, like a sharp knife that pierced the enemy's heart very accurately. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Of course, the role of this sharp knife should actually be played by the Commander of the Starr Empire, but now the Commander of the Blade is in great trouble, no, or should it be said that it is in danger.

The commander of the battle-hardened Fryk shook his throat rapidly, hoping to get more air to moisten his dry lungs, the strong movement had overwhelmed the Fryke commander, but the spear in his hand did not dare to relax at all, because the moment he released it was also the moment of his own death.

"What the hell is going on!" Commander Flake questioned the mysterious man who appeared in his tent and bewitched him into embarking on the path of the raid, and at this moment the man was looking at himself with a smile on his face, the axe and bow and arrow broke through the dark night, and brushed the side of Commander Fryk, the stinging pain in his skin made the military commander of the Sta Empire pause his mind, and turned his gaze from the face of the oil painter to the opposite of himself.

Countless violet soldiers, countless cold light and sharp blades swayed in their pupils, murderous aura and death approached him little by little, as if they wanted to turn Fryk into the corpse that collapsed on the grassland, and Fryke commanded the proud raid team.

Annihilation, it's really bad news, especially for the current Fleck, he didn't expect to set off with confidence at all, and it was not the flowers and applause of victory that greeted him, but the trap that had been woven a long time ago.

The weaver of the trap gradually tightened every thread of his own silk, and little by little he encircled the Fryk commander into a real dead end, now waiting for a signal to attack, these soldiers who had long been thirsting for blood and military merit would rush forward and completely tear the supreme military commander of the Starr Empire to pieces, leaving no life behind.

Breaking through has become the most priority plan for Fryke, who is the prey, the spear in his hand is habitually hanging down, and the spear blade full of gaps feels the ground tremble slightly, it is the footsteps of those soldiers gradually approaching, it is their excited gasp, it is their fanatical gaze, this is not difficult to understand, after all, the long-awaited prey can finally not be thrown into the net, and anyone will feel excited.

"Who the hell are you?" Fryke clenched the cold spear, the cold temperature froze every inch of his veins, he wanted to know, even if his death was doomed, he still wanted to die clearly, why his raided troops would encounter the main force of the Violet Empire, why his secret raid would become a one-sided slaughter, until now, Commander Fryke flashed in front of his eyes urging his horse to run in the night sky, but without warning he encountered the overwhelming feathered arrows and spears erected from the grassland.

"Didn't I tell the Lord Commander my name, the oil painter of the tree?" the oil painter smiled as gently as ever, but in Fryck's eyes it looked extremely bad.

"It seems that I am really old enough to believe a stranger so simply. ”

"No, no, no, the years are only one of the reasons, the most important thing is that the Lord Commander cares too much about his own plans, no, it should be said that he is the goal in his heart, he wants to be eager to get the approval of the royal family of the Starta Empire, and he wants to prove to the world that the Starta Empire is not the only one, am I right, Commander Fryke. ”

"Perhaps, but for what, for the Violet Empire, or for yourself?" Commander Flake looked directly at the oil painter opposite, the mysterious man was indeed very familiar with his inner thoughts.

"Violet, didn't the Lord Commander think about who the person who calculated you is, it seems that there is indeed a gap between you and the Commander of the Farran, and it is not an ordinary gap. ”

The oil painter's words were tantamount to touching the bottom line of the Commander of Fryke, his originally calm eyes showed a trace of blood red, and the green tendons also appeared on the back of his hand, but the commander still forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, he must know who was calculating him.

"It's Luvia, isn't it?" Anger quivered in his voice, and although he didn't want to say the name, the painter's nod made Commander Fryck's heart shiver.

"Count Luvia is clearly more intelligent and learned than Commander Fryke, and he is also more powerful. ”

"If it's Luvia, then why are you able to mobilize the soldiers of the Violet Empire, it doesn't make sense at all. ”

"That's why I said, Fryke still has a big gap between you and Fran, at least Fran has a good understanding of his enemies, and you are not prepared for anything, I have never admitted that I can mobilize the soldiers of the Violet Empire, just like the deal between you and me, this is also a deal between me and them. ”

"Deal, I don't think Count Luvia's partner will be trusted by enemy soldiers. Commander Fryk began to shake the edge of his spear slightly, and the soldiers surrounding him noticed the movement of his prey, and the blade in his hand began to clench involuntarily.

"Lord Commander, interests are the best trust, especially after the first cooperation, I am very much looking forward to the second cooperation. An abrupt figure emerged from among the heavily surrounded soldiers, and the short and fat figure made Commander Fryck's eyes flicker, and then he pulled out a wry smile.

"I really didn't expect it to be you, Grand Duke Violet. ”

"Yes, no one would have thought that I would be the one who stabbed her in the back, but I can't blame me, my daughter is growing up so fast, so fast that I am a little scared, you know, scared, but something that never appeared in me. Archduke Violet's eyes narrowed as if there was a hint of excitement, and the kind face was a false puppet-like smile, without the slightest emotion, only wordless indifference and cruelty.

"It seems that Count Luvia has found a good ally, but I don't know what makes you, the Grand Duke, willing to give up the empress that he has single-handedly supported. ”

"An empire, honorable Archon, no, or the last Commander, after all, when the sun rises again, the Starr Empire will be just a shadow in the bright sun. Archduke Violet smiled and stared at Commander Fryck, whose face was becoming pale little by little, and the thrill of controlling his life resurfaced again, this is the feeling, it is really a long time since I have tasted this delicacy that makes people fall into despair and darkness.

"You!" No matter how many words were spoken, Violet swarmed soldiers, Commander Fryk waved the spear in his hand weakly, but he couldn't even use a countercurrent double, after all, he was not Fran, he was not the genius, and he could not die like that genius.

The silent death is the best fate for the old ruler, the ambition, the ambition, and the congratulatory message that has been brewing for a long time to become the hero of the empire are shattered by a sharp blade, and the dream has just taken shape, but it has become a sacrifice for the trade between Ella and Violet.

"What a miserable life. The oil painter looked at Commander Fryck, who had been devoured by death, and couldn't help but speak.

"It's not like your style. "For the Deep Blue Clan, Grand Duke Violet is extremely familiar, and it is impossible to expect sympathy to appear on them.

"I'm just sighing, but, I think the Empress of the Empire is probably more suitable for the word miserable than Commander Fryck, not everyone will be lifted to the sky by their own father, and then their own father will be thrown down again. ”

"I hate things I can't control, like my daughter now, and my partner Luvia. ”

"Oh, does the Grand Duke Violet have any worries about Count Luvia, as far as I know, the White Knights are comparable to the existence of the Sword Saint, and don't we still have four sages, no, it should be three now, after all, the state of the gray sage is no longer considered combat power. ”

"It is precisely because of its strength that it cannot be controlled, and who knows if the sword of the White Knights will be able to pierce my dear daughter's chest as desired. ”

"What a ruthless father. ”

I couldn't agree more. ”

It's a long night, and for whom, when the dawn of the mortal world rises from the Henggang Mountains, everything tonight will become a past buried in darkness, just like the Commander Fryke who now lies on the grassland with so many corpses, and the dark night will swallow everything, whether death or hope, trust or calculation.