"This fight...... It seems that there should be no reason to exist in itself. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Despite the weariness in his tone, the old king still voiced his feelings.

Now, in this square near the church zone, the old king had no desire to leave.

It's not because he wants to watch everyone's battle drama well, but the main reason is that he's a king.

"Your Majesty, don't worry, it's not just our Templar Knights here, but also the demon hunting team led by the Great Sage......

As he was about to speak, Sinksor opened his mouth wide because he saw an unbelievable picture.

The being named the Great Sage was already kneeling on one leg, and the uncontrollable movement of her body clearly showed that her current condition had reached a very dangerous moment.

The declining aristocracy can actually beat the high-level of the demon hunter like this, it should be said that he can actually force an existence that is fourth on the demon hunting list to such a point.

"Hidden strength...... Is it?"

It was hard to believe, but out of the corner of his eye, he soon saw that someone was slowly approaching not far away.

"Guard, take him!"

Although that person was dressed like a nobleman, but when he saw that there were still nobles left on this battlefield, it was very likely that he was called a declining nobleman.

In the face of them, this group of royal guards, although they were a little scared, also planned to bite the bullet against him, and there was only one of them.

But soon, the three guards with pseudo-extraordinary strength who rushed forward before were easily dodged by the other party and were knocked unconscious with only one hand knife.

In front of him was a man with silver-white hair, and the aristocratic attire on his body was also dressed in a monochromatic manner, which looked more like that of a Templar.

After all, few nobles would wear such a drab color, but the problem is that the person in front of him seems to be very satisfied with such a dress.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I don't have any intention of dealing with you, just hand over this guy next to me, yes, I'm talking about you, Mr. Rufrey. ”

The object of the finger is the existence that presided over the royal election ceremony before.

Rufrey, the Kingdom Celebrant of the Kingdom, was a member of the Kingdom of Ceremonies and not of the Rites and Swords, and as a result, he had more power in the Kingdom of Alexandria than ordinary people, after all, with a little less restraint.

"You...... The daring fanatic wants me, the ceremonial officer of the kingdom, to give up his life?

"Huh, so it's considered treason? What do you say about the previous incident? All kinds of redundant and cumbersome large-scale celebrations and even sacrifices, not to mention how much oil and water you pumped in there, what needs to be said is that you actually planned to sell the country to the Templars in the future. ”

"By the way, I forgot to introduce myself, but Mr. Ruffrey must know me, if you don't have a bad memory, sir. ”

Speaking of this, the other party's next sentence shocked everyone, and the man continued to explain with a smile: "After all, he used to be an earl, and such a high-ranking nobleman was actually removed from his noble status by the other party by various despicable means, and now I think about it, it's really humiliating." ”

"Well, it's too much, Your Excellency Sinksor should be accommodating, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to restrain my emotions when the time comes to face the fellows in the Templar. ”

He didn't have any weapons in his hand, but this man said so easily that he would hand over the other party and persuade Hinksoll not to do anything else, which seemed like arrogant words among the people of the kingdom.

"Do you think I'll be accommodating, especially after you just said those insulting words about our Templar. He narrowed his eyes in response, wondering who the man in front of him really was and why he said that.

Hinksaw was unaware of Rufrey's identity and what he had done, as he was now in charge of the Templars, and the dirty things were usually the Church's business, and he didn't question or believe what the man was saying.

After all, it is indeed very normal for such things to appear in the kingdom of Alexandria.

"Rufrey, really?"

At that moment, the old king spoke, and there was no anger in his old tone, as if he was just trying to reconfirm what he knew.

"This ...... Your Majesty, don't listen to that nonsense! This is definitely not normal. ”

"Stop, it's only a matter of delay, Your Majesty, or should we call it His Majesty, now let us accomplish the main purpose of this upheaval. ”

As the initiator of the turmoil, he smiled, but the old king did not give any negative words to the man's words.

It was as if he already knew that the battle that had ensued this time was beyond his control.

"Manners and swords, and the nations, will not agree to this. ”

"It's okay, let's bear the charges, it's not bad anyway. ”

Smiling, the man seemed to realize something: "By the way, I don't seem to have introduced myself yet, I used to have the title of earl under the name of Icaline, and now, I am just a declining nobleman." ”

Swish!

The pleasant sound of the sword leaving its scabbard made Sinksor draw his sword in the face of the presence in front of him.

"The Templar Order, Chief Knight Sinksor, has come to duel with you. ”

There was no other reason for saying such solemn words, but because of an intuition, which was telling him that he should run away, because Sinksor felt that the strength of the other party was definitely not weaker than his own, and even much stronger.

In the face of such a person, he persuaded himself in his heart that he should run away, which would be a life-and-death battle.

"Oh, I was actually invited to fight by the chief knight, but the problem is that I have to deal with this person first, otherwise when the time comes, those guys will laugh and say that Wennesses can do it, why can't I do it, offended-"

"What are you offending about!

Huh, this body ...... It's familiar.

Doubts for a short time turned into fear in the next moment.

Body?!Body!!My body!! why is it so far away from me!

In an instant, the man roughly knew what had happened, especially when he felt everything around him and the feeling of being held, he knew how he had been treated, but the problem was that he subconsciously denied it, because he didn't want to think about it.

As soon as the words of offense fell, a head appeared in Ikalaien's hand, which was the head of Rufrey, who was a ceremonial officer, representing the fact that this being in a prominent position in the kingdom had fallen.

The right hand was stained with the blood of the other party, and at the same time, the body that was still intact not far away at this moment turned into a spring of blood in the next moment of separation, which made the surrounding soldiers unbelievable.

This...... Damn it.

At that moment, he felt the existence of what was called a supernatural means, but the problem was that Sinksor had to protect the old king's safety, otherwise the old king would die, which was definitely the most embarrassing fact for the Templars.

For the existence of the person who should be his own in front of him, at the moment of weighing interests, he still chose to protect the old king.

Even if the person designated by the other party at the beginning was Rufrey, and even if he had no intention of dealing with the old king from beginning to end, Hinksow did not dare to bet.

"Lord Sinksor... Hurry up and save... I—"

Words can't fully express it, but before closing their eyes, they see the being who is considered to be their own.

Damn cowards!

Before he died, he thought so, and the anger in his eyes and the mockery of Sinksold were clearly imprinted on his eyes.

"Oh, I can't sleep, at least don't close my eyes or something. ”

The unbelievable picture of his hands forcibly opening made everyone wonder what he wanted to do.

"Big... Everyone... Hello everyone! I'm Rufrey! Now are my last words!"

At this time, the being, who should have lost his life, actually began to speak, and everyone could not understand what was happening in front of them.

Isn't this guy an evil magician?!Even the supernatural powerhouses can't control the dead......

Such questions have come to people's minds.

"Ah, don't get me wrong, I'm not raising the dead, this should be a confession before death, isn't it?

"That's how I am, so that the other party can get a chance to forgive! ”

Ignoring the crowd, Icalene continued.

"I... I know I'm going to die... Before I die, I have to repent as a believer in the Holy Lord!!"

As Icalene finished speaking, the Ruffrey ceremonial officer continued to speak, as if he had been pulled by some special force that allowed him to speak to everyone in a rather embarrassed manner.

"Don't be afraid, death is not a bad thing, after saying your words and then obediently go to heaven, isn't this what you expect the most?"

There was obvious sarcasm in his smile, and Icarene was not looking at the Templars, but at the few people among the princes and nobles not far away, even though their usual cultivation made it difficult for everyone to see the panic in their hearts now, as if they had expected it, he could know that they were very frightened now.

"I recruited a large number of believers for the Templar in the first place!! and many of the big celebrations in the capital were planned by me behind my back! Of course, it is also my right to ask the templars to help me a little!!

Ah is followed by a hoarse voice, as if he can still show his pain before death in this state.

Tears were flowing non-stop, and the tear glands were already out of control.

Also, how do you get a dead person to control his tears?

"Cry, this is perfect, joyful thing, to confess everything before death and then leave the world without any worries, this is the most perfect duty of us mortals. ”

As he spoke, everyone looked at the declining nobleman with a slightly strange look.

This guy is by no means a normal person.