In the blood mage Lusco did not have any intention of staying at all, with the opportunity to "take the initiative" to fight for him with his "companion", he fled to the mercenary station of the Tower Kingdom as fast as he could.

.......

And at the same time.

The Kingdom of the Tower, within the royal capital.

On both sides of the clean and tidy street, buildings ranging from two or three storeys to three or four storeys stand on both sides of the street.

And the pavement made of some blue-gray material, condensed by the earth element spell, has a clear pointing mark that everyone in the royal capital is familiar with.

And on such a road, a horse-drawn carriage drove by.

Although it is said to be a "carriage", the creature that pulls the carriage is not a horse, but some kind of tall galloping beast.

In addition to being a mount for the son of a giant king with the blood of a giant king, it is also a status symbol that many nobles like.

Like the tractor of the carriage that is speeding by, it is a giant tooth galloping beast with sharp fangs and thick horns.

However, powerful creatures also need strong harnessers to restrain them.

In the driver's seat sat a tall barbarian in armor, and around the carriage were several attendants riding other galloping beasts.

And seeing them, seeing this kind of situation that can be openly accompanied by guards in the royal capital, the pedestrians immediately judged the identity of the person in the vehicle-

Son of the Giant King.

Being able to take four guards and knights in a place like the royal capital, and can also gallop on the road in a generous cluster, the identity of the driver of the carriage is still obvious.

And those who know something about heraldry can determine the owner of this frame at a glance from the heraldic insignia on the outside of the carriage -

Son of a giant king who is eligible to reside in the sixteenth tower in the royal capital.

As they had speculated, the carriage frame of the son of the great king galloped toward the sixteenth-tall building.

In the vehicle, there were three men, two women.

Among them, a man with a huge body of more than two-thirds of the height of two women is the owner of this frame-

The sixteenth prince, Punk, the son of the giant king, known as the "Burning Skull Giant".

At this moment, he was looking in the direction of the thirtieth tower, and said in a disdainful voice: Eight One Chinese Net

"Baier is really a waste that he can't support, he didn't succeed in defeating the dragon, but he even took his own royal knights."

The two women, or rather, the two female knights who were also his nightlife companions as knights of kingship, smiled reluctantly and did not say anything.

They knew very well that they must not intervene at this time, and they knew very well how tyrannical the son of the giant king in front of them was.

And their trembling posture seems to have also made the son of the giant king very satisfied.

He smiled, then looked at the towers outside the carriage.

Sooner or later, he'll live in the tallest one, he promises.

Of these square-sided towers, only the tallest one was built by the former giant king, and only that one has survived to this day.

The others were not built by the former King of Giants, and were later destroyed and rebuilt in the Giants' Civil War.

Only that one is the real symbol of royal power.

Others, those modeled towers, are symbols of inferiority.

And he, by no means, is inferior!

After a hideous and malicious expression appeared in his thoughts, it didn't take long for the galloping carriage to slow down and stop,

When the son of the great king stepped out of the car door, a man in a blood-colored robe, who looked ordinary and was not even as tall as the two female knights beside him, only half his height.

Court mage, blood mage Draymore.

Looking at him, Punk narrowed his eyes:

"What are you doing here? Draymore. ”

There was a strong vigilance in his eyes, and it was obvious that the man in front of him was not as ordinary as his appearance in his heart.

"Your Highness the Sixteenth, the Giant King asked me to inform you that this time the Dragon Hunting Army is under the command of His Highness the Seventeenth."

XVII.XVII.......

Punk didn't like the number pronoun, but he didn't smash the heads of other people who dared to shout like he did with other people who dared to shout like he did.

He just whispered:

"Why?"

"Because His Highness the Seventeenth is a 'Thunder Giant', the Dragon Hunter Army is also mainly equipped with weapons and equipment to fight against the Blue Dragon and the Wind Dragon."

The ordinary blood mage's voice in response was not emotional, and not even a trace of emotion could be heard.

However, this feeling made Punk's hair stand on end, but he still tried his best to suppress the destructive urge to immediately clear the threat in front of him, and said in a deep voice:

"How many dragon hunters did he bring?"

"Only two thousand."

"Two thousand!?"

Cyberpunk's brow furrowed.

Although the Kingdom of the Tower is almost completely overexploited and destroys the environment, any attempt to conquer the Kingdom other than "destroying the Kingdom of the Tower" is not worth the cost for any country, but this does not mean that the Kingdom of the Tower does not need an army.

Two thousand dragon hunters, plus the seventeenth son of the giant king, who is not much weaker than him, plus seventeen will definitely recruit a group of adventurers, even if the number of recruits is only two thousand, not to mention one blue dragon, it is two blue dragons, as long as the other party does not choose to escape, then it must be the dragon hunter army that wins.

Perhaps the price of victory is the death of more than seventy percent of the dragon hunters, but the two adult blue dragons are not a loss.

But if there is only one blue dragon and one wind dragon, according to the most conservative estimate, ninety percent of them will die, and that is also a victory.

As for the harvest, the blue dragon should be handed over to the giant king, and the wind dragon should belong to the seventeenth ......

Why?

Why can such a good thing be given to him!?

Punk suppressed his unwillingness and clenched his fists:

"I see."

Without any other response, he turned around and walked towards the tower where he lived.

The Blood Mage gave him a nonchalant look, then turned to leave.

As the robe flickered, a non-human paw was faintly revealed.

.....

About two hundred kilometers away from the outermost part of the sea of trees, a huge army was marching in the direction of the sea of trees.

A knight dressed in blue armor with a tall body of nearly four meters, dressed as a male, rode a tall galloping beast with blue scales, walking at the front of the group.

Behind him was a team of 100 heavily armored knights dressed in uniform armor and mounted spears.

Further back, there were twenty cavalry teams vaguely divided, and the strong galloping beasts dragged grain carts behind them, closely following the rear of the knights.

Compared with this cavalry team of one or two hundred meters, the uneven teams, which looked obviously much looser, and whose equipment system was also much worse, also accelerated quickly and slowly, and hung in the rear.

"Brother Shen!"

"Hmm!"

Shen Changqing walked on the road, and when he met someone he knew well, he would say hello to each other or nod his head.

But it doesn't matter who it is.

There was no superfluous expression on everyone's face, as if they were very indifferent to everything.

on this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, it is an institution that maintains the stability of Great Qin, and its main responsibility is to kill demons and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

Arguably.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is accustomed to seeing life and death, then he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The Demon Suppression Division is huge.

The people who can stay in the Demon Suppression Division are all powerful masters, or people who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two professions, one is the town guard and the other is the demon exterminator.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts with the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then step by step, he is expected to become a town guard.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level of the demon slayer envoys.

Have memories of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of an attic.

Unlike other places full of slaughter, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and in the bloody Demon Suppression Division, it presents a different tranquility.

At this time, the attic door is open, and there are occasional people entering and exiting.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.

Access to the attic.

The environment has changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow furrow instinctively, but quickly stretched.

The smell of blood on everyone's body in the Demon Suppression Division is almost impossible to clean.