The black sea of people, when the golden knight took off the helmet on his head, suddenly erupted into bursts of hoarse and crazy cheers, and the sound was like a tide.

All reason was overshadowed by the excitement in his heart, and his face was rough red and tears were glistening, and he looked at the man on the black war horse with a feverish expression.

The man has a square face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a curly beard on his face, revealing the heroism of a great man. A pair of slightly peaceful eyes, but with another kind of intimidating light that people can't look at directly, if you look at the appearance, no one can think of this person as Haohe Mahatma.

Because he is too young, he looks like a middle-aged man who is nearly forty years old, you must know that Haohe Mahatma was the current emperor is a peer forty years ago, and now Haohe Mahatma is almost seventy years old.

But Ivan understood that this was the generalissimo Mahatma who was in the most important position of the empire and was in charge of the military and political affairs of the land.

Haohe rode on a black war horse, waved his hand at the sea of people, with a friendly smile on his face, and said gently: "Long live the empire, long live the people." This move made the sea of people, which was already crazy enough, completely boil.

Countless fragrant flowers were thrown into the middle of the street, and the maidens boldly bared their plump chests and screamed for devotion, and the young men's faces were welled with blood, and they shouted hoarsely, "Long live the Empire, long live the people, long live the marshal." ”

Ivan, who was in the sea of people, even saw that several old people were so excited that their breathing almost stopped, and sighed in their hearts, in the northwest, the prestige of Haohe Mahatma was too terrifying, and he had reached the transcendent realm side by side with the gods.

However, it is difficult to say whether this kind of thing will be a blessing or a curse for Haohe Mahatma, after all, no emperor would want anyone to stand taller than him, no matter whether this person is a courtier or whom, or how great a merit he has.

In the face of the increasingly excited residents of Sorosolotan City, thousands of garrisons were simply crying without tears, and they could only shorten the cordon as much as they could, scolding their mothers in their hearts, this is definitely the hardest work in the world.

At this moment, Ivan seemed to see a familiar figure among the hundreds of heavy cavalry on the street, the golden hair with incomparably bright eyes, which was extremely conspicuous everywhere, it was Tahans.

Hans sat on a handsome white horse with his head down, his eyes wandering, not knowing what he was thinking, and beside Hans was Aloobis, his face was still serious and indifferent, his eyes were calm as water, and there was not a trace of waves because of the crazy admiration in front of him.

What surprised Ivan even more was that he saw Nasha, Verina and the others beside Hans and Aloobis, and the six students who should have died in the wolf's belly were all standing alive not far from his sight.

Closing his gaze, this is too strange, that kind of dangerous environment, how did Nasha's delicate and frail students, who even have a little self-preservation ability, survive, and reunite with Aloobis, who originally fled with Hans.

Under the sound of the continuous cheering of the crowd, Haohe led the guards towards the city lord's mansion at the end of the street, Ivan did not follow the fanatics, he still had to arrange Hamm and the others now.

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Night Mu descended quietly, the moon was under the layers of thin clouds, half-covered face, and the faint and soft light was scattered in the world.

Ivan and George walked with steps, gradually approaching the heavily guarded city lord's mansion, as for the three of Hamm, Ivan let them make their own decisions, and finally Hamm said that he was going to return to the Predator Legion first, go through the retirement procedures, and then go to the imperial capital to become Ivan as a personal warrior.

The City Lord's Mansion, as the office of Haohe Mahatma, was naturally extremely heavily guarded, and a team of five patrol soldiers patrolled at all times. Ivan and George had just approached the City Lord's Mansion less than three hundred meters before they were directly stopped by five tall and strong patrol soldiers.

The soldier at the head had a cold face and said coldly: "City Lord's Mansion, idlers are not allowed to enter, and there will be no forgiveness for violators." ”

Ivan smiled lightly: "We are both students of the Supreme Academy of Magic, this time on the way to Sorosolotan City, there were some accidents, and we were separated from Mentor Aloobis, I heard that Mentor Aloobis was a guest in the City Lord's Mansion, so I came to rendezvous." ”

The leading soldier glanced at Ivan suspiciously, and saw that he was dressed in shabby clothes, with a decent smile on his face, and his gestures had an extraordinary temperament.

Although I was skeptical in my heart, I already believed a little, after all, not any assassin has such an uprightness, frankness, recruiting a soldier, whispering a few words.

Ivan was not in a hurry, and while waiting, he talked and laughed with the soldiers guarding him, and from time to time he told a funny joke, and even the tense and serious character of the leading soldier couldn't help but smile.

After a while, an old man in a yellow robe, Shanshan, came late, pushed his old pedantic's black-rimmed glasses, and said, "Dare to ask the two of you, Mr. Ivan and Mr. George?"

Ivan and George nodded yes, and the yellow-robed old man exhaled: "Okay, come with me." ”

Ivan and George followed the yellow-robed old man into the City Lord's Mansion, through the garden, over the threshold, and finally to a banquet hall.

Ivan saw the three of them sitting in the seats in the hall and mingling happily, with Hans, Nasha, and Verena standing behind them. Sitting at the head of the hall were Marshal Haul Mahatma, Mentor Aloobis, and a middle-aged man with millet hair and a handsome appearance.

There was a shallow scar on the middle-aged man's face, which made the middle-aged man even more heroic, and Haohe Mahatma was very gentle towards him, and patted him on the shoulder from time to time.

The middle-aged man obviously had a lot of background, and Ivan found that not only Haohe Mahatma had a kind attitude towards him, but even Aloobis, who had always been cold, was very respectful when facing the middle-aged man's questioning.

Seeing Ivan George follow the yellow-robed old man into the hall, the three people in the seat all stopped talking for a while, and Aloobis looked the two up and down, and saw that there was nothing missing, and his mood obviously changed a lot.

Hanqing behind Aloobis looked excited, and wanted to come over and hug Ivan several times, but because the environment was not suitable, he could only express his joy with his eyes.

Unlike Aloobis and Hans, who were in a better mood, Nasa Verina and the six of them immediately sank their faces after Ivan came in intact, and their mood instantly became terrible.

"Hehe, Aloobis, now that the last two students are back, those people in the academy this time are afraid that they won't be able to punish you. Haohe laughed.

Aloobis couldn't help but smile, the punishment is gone, plus the credit for discovering Hans Haiweiyin's terrifying talent this time, the benefits can be less.