Chapter 50: A Suspected Phantom Beast
"Damn orcs, in the face of the mercy of the human race, you dare to provoke. The Marquis of Delta suddenly pointed at Baroque and scolded: "Unrepentant humble orc, the king can give you the opportunity to live, and you also have the right to take it back." He turned to Korek and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, this orc is completely unrepentant, and his heart is full of hatred and hostility, you should withdraw your order and put him to death." Otherwise, if he is allowed to live, he will cause trouble for us. β
Many in the audience, who had witnessed the brutal killing of gladiators and warriors by the Baroque last time, were deeply sympathetic to the words of the Marquis of Delta, and one shouted, "Kill this orc...... Let the beast tear him apart ............!"
The king was silent and glanced at Delta meaningfully, which made the Marquis's heart chill slightly!
"Alas, I was going to give you the freedom to live, but your cruelty compelled me to reclaim that right. Orc, do you have any last words?" said Korek softly, looking at Baroque.
Madame Celine stood up with a sigh of relief, almost tempting to plead, and the old orcs Zachary and Sierra couldn't sit still. Baroque behaved unexpectedly, gently shaking the chain on his wrist, and sneering: "Hypocritical human, I have really seen it." You're going to kill me, but who's going to do it? Let him come, I want to see with my own eyes how he kills me!"
Hubris, hubris...... All humans were enraged, and the noble magicians sank their faces. A small orc, even if he is a shaman, in the face of the elite magicians who have gathered almost the entire kingdom, he dares to say that he must die.
Baroque was not such an impulsive person, and his actions today were beyond everyone's expectations, even if he was imprisoned in a cage in the gladiatorial arena. I thought that Baroque was shocked by anger and lost his mind, and one by one he hated to tear the iron fence in front of him, and pounced on it to live and die with Baroque! A local dog was attached to the edge of the gladiatorial arena, and in an inconspicuous corner, slowly approaching Baroque, and almost everyone did not see it...... Even if you see it, you don't care.
Suddenly, among the magicians in the VIP seat, a pale, tall, thin middle-aged magician noticed the earth dog, he frowned, and his eyes widened............ This is clearly the mysterious creature that was almost caught by himself in the magic academy. A short body can instantly turn into a horse-like physique, even the high-level demonic beasts do not have this ability, and only one kind of creature in this world can do it............ Phantom Beast?His heart was beating uncontrollably, could it be a Phantom Beast?...... No matter what, be sure to catch it!
Who knows? Baroque was not insane at this time, he was not impulsive, everything he did was due to changes in his body............ The silver wolf, which had been sleeping all along, finally woke up and delivered him a message. This message gave Baroque a boost of confidence, and the little wolf did not seem to worry about his situation, and told him - fear not, no one here can match my speed, and I can defeat anyone, not even the most powerful king, nor the great magician in the audience next to him.
Baroque thought a lot in an instant, and in the royal capital of Padya, he had had enough of the pain of fate completely out of his own control. The clan had to be rescued, but he didn't want to wait any longer for the opportunity to explore the route of the royal city's sewers, he wanted to get out of here, right now.
The wolf didn't need to kill anyone, Baroque just needed it to be able to seriously injure King Korek, and then give him enough time to take the king alive and take him hostage.
In his heart, he told the little wolf his thoughts, as if he yawned, and the cheerful cry of the little wolf came. The wolf-shaped tattoo on Baroque's left arm writhed as if it had come to life, shimmering with a silvery sheen, and a bright metallic mass was about to fall off the arm.
Suddenly, Baroque trembled, as if he had encountered the most terrifying crisis, and the animal hair on his whole body exploded. Warning from the depths of the Sea of Souls...... It was a memory group left by the old Hebrewonian wolf before he died. The memory never moved, so much so that he almost forgot it. But today, the memory of the old wolf issued a mad warning, which made Baroque tremble as if he had been electrocuted, and his eyes involuntarily looked at the highest wall of the gladiatorial arena, where a lonely figure stood proudly............ Almost instinctively, Baroque grasped the silver tattoo on his arm that was about to fall off, and screamed at the wolf in his heart: danger...... Come back, come back, don't show up ......!
At this time, the people in the gladiatorial arena also found that figure, King Korek suddenly looked back at the figure, his brows furrowed tightly, all the magicians and fighting warriors couldn't help but tremble, and there was a terrifying throbbing rising from the bottom of their hearts, even a few great magicians were no exception! The figure fell from a height of hundreds of feet, and the cloak on his body moved with the breeze hunting, as if out of the gravity of the earth, and slowly fell on the VIP seat, his eyes ignored the people around him, and walked straight towards King Korek.
Despite their fear, the king's guards showed noble qualities, and they held the king behind them, clenching their long swords, and the fighting spirit on their bodies was completely aroused, as if they were facing a great enemy to look at the man who approached!
"Hehe, this is not hospitality, Your Majesty Korek!" the man said in a gentle voice, but with a condescending pride in his tone, as if the people in front of him were inferior.
"Who is Your Excellency, is there anything you need us to do to the Kingdom of Paddington?" the king did not speak, and his chief guard spoke in a deep voice. Although he was extremely vigilant, there was no malice in what he said, and even a very low attitude.
The man was young, handsome, with blond hair, and his demeanor naturally revealed nobility, even from miles away, he could smell the nobility of his body. Baroque has recalled the wolf cub to its body and reincarnated it into a normal tattoo. Only then did the Wolf Memory Light Cluster in his soul sea stop warning and quiet down.
The blond young man frowned slightly, looked around with some confusion, and his gaze swept over Baroque, causing his back to tense and almost soaked in cold sweat. Fortunately, his gaze did not stop, and after sweeping over Baroque, he looked around the colosseum and found nothing............ When he had just reached the top of the gladiatorial arena, he clearly felt a trace of the breath of a phantom beast. But when it jumps down, the breath disappears without a trace, as if it never appeared, is it really an illusion?
Seeing the blonde young man shift his gaze, Baroque breathed a sigh of relief, he knew very well that he was almost exposed just now. The young man in front of him gave him a feeling of extreme danger...... It's not that he's so powerful, it's that there's something about him, something about him, a terrifying power. This is a power that even King Korek, who is a Sky Knight, must be afraid of.
"Oh, it's rude, King Corek. I haven't introduced myself yet. The young man smiled charmingly, causing some of the noble ladies and ladies to blush and heartbeat, and they could not help but be attracted to him.
"I'm from the Audria Empire, Alvin... Alvin OdriΓ‘, that's my name. β
"What?" everyone who heard the young man's words jumped in shock. King Corek was also taken aback: "Alvin...... Your Royal Highness, why are you here? You won't be ...... next month. β
"Oh yes yes, I'm sorry for my abruptness. The Imperial envoys are still on the way, and I'm bored, so I'll go first. So...... Didn't cause you any trouble, did you?" said the blond young man apologetically, his face reserved, as if pleased with the shock and the awe that followed.
"Oh, Your Royal Highness, Your presence is an honor for the entire Kingdom of Paddington. King Corek busily said. The handsome young man in front of him is one of the most powerful human empires in the Sauron Continent, the third heir to the throne of the Audria Empire, and has great power. A small, remote country like Paddington simply can't compare to it.
The nobles of Paddington saluted Alvin, and even more, some ladies boldly stretched out their hands, their eyes revealing almost naked admiration. Prince Alvin smiled and kissed the tender hands of the ladies and ladies gracefully. Instead of being jealous, the husbands or fathers of those women had strange thoughts in their hearts............ If, if my wife (daughter) can get the favor of Prince Alvin............!
"Your Royal Highness, please come with me, it's a little noisy here, please come back to the palace with me, the people of Paddington will give you a warm welcome. King Korek said to Alvin, "We are training a troop of orcs from the Frostwolf Clan, and they will put on a wonderful gladiatorial show for you. β
"Oh, you're so gracious, Your Majesty Korek. Prince Alvin said, looking at the bloodied Baroque and the dead sand lizard beside him: "Are those orcs of the Frostwolf Clan as violent as this orc? That's really looking forward to it!" Baroque covered up in time, the little wolf did not show his breath, and Alvin did not notice anything unusual. Lady Celine did not lean over to salute him, but stared at the orc boy in the gladiatorial arena closely, she was very reluctant to admit it, but there was really a tingle in her heart!
The bones of half of Baroque's shoulders were almost crushed by the large sand lizard, and several bones appeared to have been broken. The bone-deep wound on his back, though no longer bleeding, was filled with throbbing pain that made him dizzy, a sign of excessive blood loss. Unable to stand and falling to the ground, Mrs. Celine subconsciously took a few steps.
"This beautiful lady, will it be an honor to know your name?" said the voice of Prince Alvin.
Madame Celine was reluctant to pay attention to it, because she knew too well the character of these nobles. Don't look at Alvin is gentle and handsome, but even in Paddington, Celine has heard ridiculous rumors about him. For him, a woman is just an item that can be changed at any time. Even women who are tired of being played by him will be given to others by him, which is even worse than Delta. Celine wouldn't even want to talk to him if she could!
"Celine, you are too rude to answer the words of Prince Alvin. Seeing that Celine was silent, King Korek's face sank and he shouted softly. Queen Susan frowned...... She knew her husband too well, he took the throne too seriously, and who knew what the purpose of Audreya's prince came to Paddington. If they secretly supported the exiled Duke of Linde, Paddington was afraid of falling into civil strife, and Correk had to be cautious and cautious, so he didn't want to anger Alvin, so he kept his profile as low as possible............ But in this way, Celine will be wronged. Alvin's pervert looked at Celine with a gaze that was too obvious, and he didn't hide that **naked**.