"Now there's Betley's Pearl, Thorn's Rose, and Princess Claire!"

The sound of jubilation brought the atmosphere of the hall to the bustle, and thunderous applause mixed with the aroma of fine wine lingered in the manor.

It's him, it's Yusuf's voice!

Grand Duke Violet listened to the familiar tones, and his eyes were imprinted with General Sebrela Yussef's not-so-athletic figure and slightly eroded countenance.

"Have you come to my dinner with Lady Claire, and why I don't seem to have invited you to your mind, and can you give me an explanation?" The familiar brother in his eyes made a questioning voice, and his puzzlement instantly enveloped the heart of the Grand Duke Violet.

"Something is wrong, Grand Duke!" the oil painter, who was proficient in spatial magic, noticed the strange moment, and when they pushed the door open, they did not pay the attention of the guests and hosts in the hall, but as if they could not be seen at all, and the gaze of the general Yusuf passed through their bodies to the place behind them.

"Something is wrong, something is wrong!" Grand Duke Violet muttered to himself a little frantically, and he who was familiar with his own brother naturally saw that Yusuf's vision did not stop at them at all.

"It's like when I came here with my stupid master. The little magician Ellie looked at the scene that had been played out in front of her eyes, and she and Birmingham had opened the door in this way, but the time inside the door was not at the same time as them.

"No way, this is indeed sixty years ago, and the elements never lie. The White Sage Ji Liye was also a little puzzled, the free elements in the air did indeed feed back the traces of time to herself, but the expression of General Yussef in front of her clearly told the White Sage that her judgment was wrong.

The elementals don't lie, and the sage's strength doesn't make such a low-level mistake, so there's only one possibility that can explain why such a strange scene occurred.

"It's a manor, this manor is not in the same time dimension as us!" the truth revealed by Melishim may seem fantastical, but it is the best explanation at this moment.

Everything in front of them was so real, even the candles in the hall had a hint of blazing temperature, and the delicate snacks exuded an alluring aroma, but such a real scene was like the moon in the water in a mirror for Frona and the others, which could not be seen.

"No, it's impossible, it's impossible!" Obviously hope was in front of him, but he couldn't touch it, and for the Grand Duke Violet, who had calculated all his life, it was like a nightmare that he had never woken up.

"Your Excellency is a guest, why did you come with a sword!" the younger brother in front of him ignored the expression of Grand Duke Violet who was about to collapse, and instead opened his mouth to question the mysterious guest again.

Who is it, who is it, who is the person in his brother's mouth!

Reluctance and anger forced the former Grand Duke to look away from him, and saw a figure he was very familiar with.

"Master!"

"Cousin!"

"Birmingham!"

Almost everyone's voices were mixed, and in the eyes of the Grand Duke of Violet was the figure of Richard Birmingham, the long sword representing the end of the world at the moment exuding an incomparable killing intent.

The Violet Archduke tried to stop it, but he couldn't get close to Birmingham and move forward step by step, like people from two parallel worlds, he could never touch it.

"Six thousand years ago, six thousand years ago!" the white sage Juliet finally showed a shocked face, the magical element wrapped around Birmingham seemed to have crossed a thousand years to come to this sage, it was nearly half of this mortal time, it was a history that even the oldest history books could not record.

Richard Birmingham came to the front of everyone across thousands of years, and also carried the traces of time and the dark blue queen Claire, who was pale at this time.

At that moment, everyone seemed to have woken up, it was two people from a thousand years ago overlapping the Rose Manor sixty years ago, General Yusuf was holding Claire a thousand years ago in his arms, and it was Birmingham a thousand years ago who stepped into the manor.

The battle between the Seven Servants and the Deep Blue Man tore through time and space, disrupted time, and allowed this thousand-year-old picture scroll to slowly unfold sixty years ago, and the Empress Clay in the arms of Grand Duke Yusuf also transformed from a pale face to a majestic man in the fog at this time.

Yes, as the oil painter said, there was only one person in the assassination back then who was shrouded in falsehood, but the oil painter finally had a place of error, in his cognition, Claire sixty years ago was already the makeup artist of the tree, the supreme commander of the dark blue man, and now Birmingham and Claire have corrected this mistake, and it was indeed Claire who had a private meeting with Yousseff, an ordinary aristocratic girl, and the favorite concubine of the emperor, but when the Birmingham sword appeared, this ordinary imperial queen full of romantic feelings was occupied by a dark blue queen from a thousand years agoThe overlap of time and space caused a mortal and a man in the fog to overlap in one, panic and pale were replaced by coercion and anger, and the Imperial Commander in this vortex was also swept into this turbulent current of overlapping time and space.

For General Yussef, this strange visitor was from sixty years ago, but for the entire manor, this man with a sword came from an ancient country six thousand years ago.

Powerlessness filled the heart of the Violet Grand Duke, and also lingered between the eyebrows of General Yuseff, the general of the empire watched Birmingham with a sword approaching step by step, but he couldn't even show a chance to make a move, he was a man sixty years ago, and he couldn't swing his sword at Birmingham across a thousand years, even if he was an epic hero, this also applies to the White Sage Jiliet.

At this moment, they all became spectators, even though they had extraordinary strength but could not interfere with the progress of this performance, thousands of years ago, Birmingham gathered the power of the Seven Servants to break the authority of the Dark Blue Empress, breaking her path to godhood, the divine light could not stop the final shock, the ambitious Dark Blue Empress watched the sharp blade pierce her chest little by little, time was torn apart at this moment, life passed at this time, even the ancient race favored by the goddess could not maintain composure under this sword.

Holy light, dragon breath, sword shadow, Feihong, glory, the ability of the servant is vividly displayed on this sword, and at the same time, the thousands of years are connected at this moment, the rift of time and space connects the millennium and the present, the millennium of the dark blue queen fell apart under this sword, and the power of the collapse destroyed everything around her, and this collapse woke up the sleeping dragon, according to the agreement, the dragon smashed the giant tree of the heavenly realm, and the heart of the scattered tree carried the power of the dark blue queen through the passage torn by the sword, and descended on the current Clay female emperor。

"Is that where you came from, Claire!" Birmingham squeezed the sword, the touch of the blade telling her that a life was gone, but it wasn't the Azure Empress, it was an ordinary Imperial Empress.

"You will never be able to stop my birth, mortal, in sixty years everything will be repeated, this is a reincarnation, a reincarnation that you can't unravel!" Clay's eyebrows were full of smiles, the sting of the blade could not hide the corners of her mouth gradually cracking, this was destined to happen, no one could kill the man in the fog, no one.

Sixty years later, such a story will be played out again, even if the protagonist of the story should change his face and gender, she, Claire, the queen of the dark blue, will still be her, and the story will always go the way she expected.

So, you have failed, stupid mortal, and the end of this story will be written by me, not you, Richard Birmingham!

The laughter of the Empress Clay poured into Birmingham's ears, pierced into his skin, took root in his heart, danced wildly in his soul, and taunted this down-and-out nobleman, this stupid mortal, in the end.

"Did I fail?"

The light covered Birmingham's confused expression, and the hand holding the sword was no longer strong.

"In vain?"

The nobleman's footsteps gradually stopped, and the fire in his eyes was no longer hot.

"What are you doing, you stupid master!"

"Hey, that's not what my bloody earl's cousin should be. ”

"Master, your knight will always stand behind you. ”

"The nobles who were expected by Simmel, don't let me down. ”

Obviously it was an audience, it was clear that it couldn't interfere, and it was clear that its voice couldn't cross the millennium years, but the little magic Ellie still couldn't help but speak, and the Count of Luvia also vented his dissatisfaction, the female knight Tina had begun to brew the holy light in her body, and the white sage Ji Liye also gave out an unprecedented encouragement.

"My brother is not like that. ”

Suddenly, Birmingham, thousands of years ago, felt the familiar temperature rising from the back of the hand holding the sword, and the whispers in his ear made the nobleman's eyes overflow with warm tears.

"As a nobleman, the sword is never pointed at the weak," the person in his ear whispered, and familiar memories came flooding back.

"As a nobleman, the sword always shelters the commoners. The man with the sword replied in a trembling voice.

"As a nobleman, the footsteps never stop, even if," the chorus of souls unfolded here, and the mortal with the sword followed.

"Even if the road ahead is full of thorns, we, as nobles," the hand holding the sword began to strengthen, and the sound of roaring began to bloom.

"Let's take our swords!"

"Then I wish you a safe journey, my brother, the head of Richard's family, and the nobleman of Ella. The hand was suddenly let go, and the whisper in the ear dissipated, but the fire in the eye was rekindled.

The sword burst out with a light that could not be seen directly, and the human also let out a cry from the soul.

The mortal sword lit up the entire sky, swept through the entire mortal world, and everything came to a standstill, and everything changed!5610