Chapter 269: Bloodline
Robb, a soldier of the Betley Empire, no, it should be an officer of the Violet Empire now, Rob Bo is very satisfied with his current position, although his duty as a sentry has made him lose the opportunity to fall asleep, but because the battlefield is a plain, he doesn't have to worry too much about someone taking advantage of the night to launch a sneak attack. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
However, it was clear that the violet soldier did not sincerely pray to the goddess, so when he patrolled his line of defense as usual, a long sword was already on his neck, and although the darkness made the soldier unable to see the person's face clearly, Robb could clearly feel that the person who attacked him seemed to be very excited, which could be inferred from the frequency of the blade that shook slightly against his neck.
"Where is your commander, and I sincerely hope that you will not try to touch the sword at your waist, after all, it takes time to find another tongue, and my time is precious now. β
Luo Bo released his palm and hung it at his side, he didn't have the courage and confidence to bet with the person in front of him, there is only one life, Luo Bo is very clear about this.
"Blue, our commander's tent is blue. β
"Very well, I have a reward for you for being so knowledgeable. The sword-wielder smiled and spoke, his sword-wielding hand slackening at Robb's answer.
You only have one life, and you only have one attack in all of you, and remember that the fatal blow of the enemy is often the moment the opponent relaxes.
Luo Bo, the sentinel of the Violet Empire, was convinced of this, and even regarded it as Guigao, so at the moment when the blade of the sword was relaxed, the hand hanging by his side pulled out the saber at his waist without hesitation.
The cold sword drew a stunning light in the dark night, and the collision between the sword and the sword brought a clear scream, and the drawn sword hit the blade of the comer's sword, and the violent impact made the sword-wielder's hand suddenly loosen, and the long sword in his hand fell to the ground with a sound.
The counterattack occurred almost instantly, and the long sword fell into the opponent's chest with Robb's precise stab.
The blow was successful, but Rob was shocked, the long sword he was proud of actually stopped at the opponent's chest, no matter how hard he tried, the sharp blade could not take a step forward.
"It's a pity, it looks like I'm going to have to work on it again. β
The sound of snorting was unusually clear in Robb's ears, and the severe pain also told the soldier of the Violet Empire that his life had come to an end, and Robb looked down at the source of the pain in disbelief.
It was a blood-red blade, and the sharp blade easily pierced through his chest, but the blood seemed to be attracted by this sharp blade, and the blood that should have belonged to Robb quickly poured into the inside of this sharp blade little by little along his veins.
The name Count of Blood, the last word that crossed Robb's mind, the darkness finally enveloped him completely, and a new traveler would usher in the river of souls.
"Doesn't Lord Count think it's a good thing for me to be your ally? β
"That's natural, and I feel incredibly lucky that Her Excellency has been my ally. Count Luvia chuckled, and the little holy light condensed in his chest drifted away like fireflies in the night sky, revealing the truth that Robb's sword had not pierced.
When it comes to defense, the Holy Light can almost be called the first in the mortal world, not to mention that the little Holy Light gathered on the chest of Count Luvia is the handiwork of the Holy Lady of the Holy See, not to mention Robb, even the Sword Saint Simmel has to work hard here.
"As glad as I should be, Lord Earl should keep a low profile, for we must not forget that we are not on our own turf. "The Holy Maiden is really a little helpless about the way of the bloody earl, although she has learned this before.
"I'm sorry, but your Excellency, you must know that if you want someone to find you in the night soon, a high profile is the best way. β
The saint wondered who the other person was in the mouth of Count Luvia, but the question was soon answered, and the saint did not want to see this answer at all.
"Richard Birmingham. Almost as these words were squeezed out of her teeth, the gloomy face of the Holy Lady of the Holy See seemed to melt into the night.
"It seems that Your Excellency still remembers it. Birmingham's figure tore through the night and crashed into the field of vision of the two, and the other person in the mouth of the Earl of Luvia was about to come out.
"My dear cousin, I am really glad that you are as sharp as ever. The Earl of Luvia was clearly not surprised by Birmingham's appearance, but rather that he was looking forward to it.
"My esteemed cousin would have believed you if he hadn't said this with that disgusting smile. β
-for-tat, as if used to describe Birmingham and Luvia, from the beginning of the meeting, the seemingly harmonious atmosphere of the two people's home contains a murderous intention that even Little Ellie can perceive.
"Don't say anything about it, cousin, I took the risk of exposing myself and pulled you out of the darkness, after all, it is not easy for you to find someone in this place. β
"Then I really thank you, cousin. β
"Not really, but I'd be glad if my cousin would come along. Count Luvia's invitation made the saint frown, although she didn't know what kind of medicine her ally was buying in the gourd, but reason still made her hold back this question in her heart, she didn't want to get into the two strange cousins, of course, there were people who had a different way of thinking than the saint, such as the little magician Ellie.
"Together, I seem to have heard this sentence at some point, by the way, wasn't it when I was in Shenzhen, I remember that the Earl seemed to say the same thing, but the result did not seem to be very pleasant. Little Ellie obviously likes to dig over old accounts, especially the demon removal mission in Shenzhen and Hong Kong, it can be said that that mission has become a fishbone in Little Ellie's throat, and it doesn't remind her all the time what the result of that mission is.
"Little Ellie still looks like she is still haunted, but the final result is not what we expected, the demon nest has been destroyed by us, and the demon god has also been driven out by us. β
"It's us, not you. Little Ellie stresses this point all the time.
"As you can see, cousin, our trust in you is overdrawn. "Birmingham never took his titular cousin's proposal as a normal suggestion.
"Ahh Count Luvia exaggeratedly touched the non-existent tears in the corners of his eyes.
"I also don't remember my esteemed cousin being an old man. There was no moment's hesitation in the words of rebuttal, and Birmingham calmly looked at the floating acting skills of the Earl of Louvia, and there was not the slightest fluctuation in his heart.
"What would the Earl make such a suggestion?" said Tina, the female knight, who still had a more respectful attitude towards her master's cousin, because no matter what, blood is an unbreakable chain after all.
"Tina is still understanding, but I am thinking about my dear cousin, after all, my cousin is a hero who wants to restore the glory of the Richard family, and the chances of success in this dream with me will be greatly increased, and it may even be realized. The Earl of Louvia smiled and spoke with sincerity, wishing his cousin's dream as if from the bottom of his heart, though he called Birmingham's goal a distant dream.
"What's in it for you, Luvia?" the hypocritical politeness came to an end with the Earl of Luvia's seemingly sincere words, and Birmingham asked directly the question that was most important to his heart.
"As always, it's direct, my cousin, Richard Birmingham. Count Luvia smiled, and at last there was no trace of sincerity in his eyes, and Ella's bloody count opened his formidable face again.
"Demon God, Birmingham, we have almost no interaction with the Demon God, and we have no experience, and you, my cousin, are the one who has fought with several Demon Gods. β
Earl Luvia's words seem to be admirable, but it is an out-and-out fact, in Birmingham unconsciously, he has seen the abyss of the demon god one by one, the six-pillar demon god peep, the five-pillar demon god dreamweaver, the four-pillar demon god Lilith, the three-pillar demon god dark demon envoy, and the rumored one-pillar demon god, it can be said that in addition to the two-pillar demon god, Birmingham has fought with them, and the record seems to be reasonable, and because of this, the Earl of Luvia realized that this reconnaissance mission could not be achieved without Birmingham's assistanceγ
"Very practical benefits, but what about my benefits?" The power of the blood relationship gradually manifested itself in the conversation between the two, and Birmingham seemed to be gradually approaching the Earl of Louvia.
"My cousin, if you want to revive the glory of the Richard family, you must have a mansion of your own, right?"
"You don't have to worry about that. β
"It seems that my cousin is still too naΓ―ve, you must know that a merchant can never fight against a nobleman, and it is nothing but a fantasy for you to put your ancestral house in the hands of that merchant. β
Silence spread between the two, but the balance of victory had shifted in favour of the Earl of Louvia, the old mansion where Richard had lived for generations was the only one in Birmingham that could be called home.
"Deal. Birmingham slowly spat out the answer in Earl Luvia's heart, and the smile finally appeared on his face, compromise means victory, and Count Luvia knows this, especially when it comes to dealing with his cousin.
It's a great pleasure to see the short-lived squad set up again.