The people walking on the road are dressed in much the same way. Of course, this does not refer to stylistic consistency, but stylistic consistency. Speaking of which, it's not much different from what you can see in the holy city of Estari, except for a little less magician.

But the people of the Imperial City of Nineveh behaved in a very different way. When everyone walks, they strut. Even the wild dogs and wild cats on the road are all arrogant. It shows their pride in being the people of the Imperial City, but not the kind of nostrils that are obnoxious and arrogant. The whole city seems to be alive and positive.

I still remember a saying in my hometown: If you don't know BJ, you don't know your official child. The same applies to the Imperial City of Nineveh, the capital of the Gwana Empire.

Especially in this empire, all the nobles of status will be concentrated in this prosperous city as long as there is no special reason; The respective fiefdoms were entrusted to family members or cronies, who were only responsible for enjoying tax benefits in the imperial city. To put it mildly, the empire is in the process of moving from feudalism to centralization.

The first step was for the emperor to keep all the dignitaries under his nose. Therefore, compared to the holy city of Estari, although there are many fewer people dressed as magicians, there are many more nobles, or servants of nobles, some of whom have noble status, and some who do not have ,——.

There are no cars running around on the road, but retro and ornate horse-drawn carriages scurrying around, reminiscent of the Holy City years ago. It can be said that people with a bit of status travel, without a splendid carriage, and without glamorous knights and war horses as a guide, it would be a loss of face.

But there is another saying in my hometown: If a tree is big, there must be dead branches, and if there are many people, there must be idiots.

When a very delicate man in a black robe, with two delicate ...... What happens when the great beauty walks on the road with her feet?

A pick-up scene that was so vulgar that someone once thought it would not happen in reality was vividly staged in front of his eyes. A talented aristocratic man in a two-wheeled carriage drunkenly stepped out of his ornate carriage with his family coat of arms set with precious stones. Eight attendant knights, four dismounted, and four immediately put on guard. The group surrounded Lin and the other three like this.

"Oh, two beautiful ladies, let your feet be covered with mud, but a sin that noble gentlemen like me cannot bear. Do you have the honor to invite you two to my carriage, maybe you have the opportunity to meet a beautiful love at my evening banquet? ”

After the drunken aristocracy invited a pseudo-lady and a demon lady with white eyes, he glanced up and down at someone without knowing whether he was alive or dead, and said, "Magician, according to my magic teachings, this robe on your body is not bad. In this case, I will buy it with you and give it to me. As he spoke, not only was there an old magician with a gray beard behind the nobleman, but his family knight was also secretly approaching.

To be honest, someone has been in a daze for so long, even in the Southwest Peninsula, which is known as a wild land, the nobles there will not do this kind of thing in the big city, blocking the street and buying it, and soaking up other people's girls. Then you will encounter the most culturally rich central region, the capital of a powerful empire. Lin was so surprised that he couldn't speak, and only after a while turned his head and asked the demon prince:

"Well, what's popular with this game here?"

The pseudo-lady wearing a big red phoenix robe, the golden hairpin on her head shook gently, but the color of her hair did not change. Because this thing is wearing a wig, Fen and his two elementary school apprentices' private goods. He pretended to be soft, with a little coquettishness, and after soaking a wink, he whispered: "My lord, the good things on us are not only the magic robes on the magicians. I think you'll be able to use it better. ——”

As he spoke, Azad held the unsheathed sword at his waist in front of him with both hands.

"—that's a crate."

Box cut, can almost be said to be synonymous with divine weapons, as long as it is a warrior, it is not seen and not moved. Everyone thinks that they will be the chosen one, and they will definitely be recognized by the box. As everyone knows, the actual situation is not the same thing at all.

The drunken aristocrat in front of him is obviously not the kind of person who can know the inside story. Maybe he's not good at swordsmanship, and he's not good at magic either, but that doesn't prevent him from taking a box with him and then relying on the advantage of his weapon to reach the pinnacle of a warrior. He looked greedy and said, "Oh, beauty, are you going to cut this box and give it to me?" ”

"It's not impossible to dedicate it to you." Azad pretended to be a woman, and said sweetly, "But before that, please remember the name of this box, Insadus." ”

The familiar name "Because ......" frightened the aristocratic young man to wake up. He wanted to retreat, he wanted to call his guards to come forward and protect himself, but it was too late. In his eyes, there was only a flash of sword light, and a heavy blow to his waist and kidneys!

Before Azad could use Insadus to cut the noble young man's neck, Lin preemptively kicked the frightened boy away. Then he used the flash technique to dodge Insadhu's swing.

That level of enemy is not enough for Azad to pursue the other party after missing a single blow. He just looked at someone who was in his way with some annoyance, and the strand of real hair that was exposed outside the wig turned a bright red, like blood. "Whoever disturbs my pleasure will die a good death. Even you. ”

"If you could do this kind of thing, you would have done it a long time ago." Lin retorted unceremoniously.

"Okay. If I don't have a good reason, I'll be angry all the time. As long as I've been angry, there will be a lot of people who have fallen on the frieze. Do you think this is threatening? Azad asked in a playful voice again.

"Why, you wait for me to think about it first. Okay, thought of it, how about this? You see, you haven't found the way anyway, and it's rare that someone will send it to your door without asking first. After asking, you can do whatever you want, and I will definitely not get in the way of the second time. How's that? ”

Seeing Azad's exaggerated expression of displeasure, Lin knew that he was stable for the time being. Only then did he turn his head to look at the nobles who had escaped, and his retinue. I saw the knights of the guards draw their weapons, but they hesitated. And the aristocratic young man was slumped on the ground, already scared to pee.

But the old magician, who did not flee or hide, stood in front of the young man, watching the crowd vigilantly.

The prestige of the Demon Prince and Insadhu is outside, and there is no effect on stopping children's night cries in the imperial city, because they are not even allowed to mention it. Maybe Azad's outfit makes people who know him unrecognizable for a while. But the ability to wield a sword like a lightning bolt cannot be faked. The old magician who had seen the portrait of the fourteenth prince of the empire didn't bother to confirm whether this person was the one or not.

As for the young magician wearing a black artifact-level robe,—— someone who had been demonized could no longer see the appearance of being in his forties,—— he had only thought that he was a lucky person to get this level of treasure and harvest two beauties that he should not deserve. But now it seems that it is not the case at all.

Even though the tall beauty didn't move, the old magician could still smell the stench of the abyss from the other. However, the Imperial City of Nineveh is home to all races of the Lost Land, including demons. It's not news that there are such people walking on the streets. But when it comes together with the return of the Fourteenth Prince, the nature is completely different. A prince with demonic blood......

Suddenly, the young magician wearing the black robe of the artifact disappeared from his eyes. The old magician knew that the first dazzle, that is, the magician who prevented Azad from killing his young master, was not a coincidence.

"Look, I explained it for you. So what you should do now is prove your worth. Otherwise, what happens next, I'm sure it's not what you like to see. ”

The old magician noticed the voice coming from behind him. He turned his head to see that the young man was already crouching beside his young master and talking. It's just that the frightened aristocratic young man looked at His Royal Highness the Prince in a daze, unable to say anything, and didn't even react normally.

The old magician didn't make any more superfluous moves. Now he can also see that the Fourteenth Prince alone is not something he can handle. All the guards and knights present combined with themselves are not enough for others to fight. Now there is another magician who can compete with the Fourteenth Prince, and a demon of unknown depth, it is useless to do anything by himself, so think about how to save his life.

Lin, who didn't wait for a response, turned his head and asked, "I said His Royal Highness, do you know this one...... Well, Lord Noble? ”

"Unfortunately, I do know each other. Or rather, I know this kid from his family. Azad pointed to the carriage, the family crest adorned with gemstones, so ornate that it was unspeakable.

It was only then that Lin noticed something special about the family crest. Someone may not be proficient in heraldry, but in a world with a large number of powerful aristocrats, some basic common sense is still needed. And the feature on this badge is that there is a crown.

This means that the family has royal or royal blood, or is a close associate of the king or emperor. Moreover, the cronies here do not refer to a single person in the family, but the kind of cronies who have served for generations.

"The family of Baron Muhasiebesi, a small family that has served the royal family for generations. By the way, did I mention it? Although the world always likes to emphasize that I once killed the emperor's personal guards. But in fact, it's a shame to put this feat on my head. Because the guards didn't die, at least the old man survived. I don't know how many of his eldest brothers have died, so I don't know if it's his turn to be the first to succeed. Well, I have to emphasize that I didn't do the people who died in his family. ”