The Duke of Yoroc was depressed.

Obviously, according to the plan, the Ness clan can seize the inheritance of the Falling Star Kingdom and recover the Roman Sword with one stone.

As a result, the inheritance is a mess because of the death of Prince Henry, and it can be regarded as a complete enmity with the king, and even the Ness clan, which was supposed to be behind the scenes, may be forced to be exposed.

As for the Sword of Roman, it's even worse, what could have been a good negotiation and an agreement with the other party directly provoked the other party!

Although it may be a bit inconsiderate to cooperate with Count Castel and choose her as a saboteur of the Romance Rite, it is still within the grasp.

It's good on the other side of Luna Island.

Directly bankrupted the whole plan!

Thinking of this, Yorok was so angry that he didn't fight.

In particular, a certain bastard swore that he could forcibly seize control of the Roman Sword after he got into trouble, but only to run away!

"Alec! You bastard! Stop me! ”

Duke Yoroc, who had transformed into a shadow bat, said angrily.

Seeing the group of shadow bats chasing behind him, the Bloodborn elves in front of him ran faster.

"Ahem, Lord Yorok, what are you chasing me for? A different direction! Isn't this a chance to catch the Sword of Romance in one go? ”

Duke Alec coughed lightly.

"! It's only one direction to return to the falling star, why don't you bastard run in another direction?! ”

Duke Yoroc was even angrier.

"Uh...... I'm just familiar with the route in this direction, you can run to the Castell, isn't that an ally of Ness? ”

"I'm so full! Running to the territory of a bloodline myth who doesn't know the details? Why don't you go? ”

"Shhhh The alliance with Castel was made to the Falling Star Islands, not Luna Island. ”

"You're ......! I knew it, I knew it! You're deliberately sabotaging the plan to return to the stars, aren't you? You bastard! When I get back to the falling star, I'll go to the Council of Elders to impeach you! ”

"Ahem...... Lord Yorok, misunderstanding, what a misunderstanding, who knew that the power of the Roman Sword had suddenly become so powerful, huh? No, you chose to go in the same direction as me, you didn't intend to run past me, did you? Lord Yoroc, you're not kind. ”

"Shit! You think everyone is as insidious as you! It's all this time, and you're still running separately, do you want the Roman Sword to break each one? It's getting faster and faster! ”

The two Bloodline Legends quarrel as they flee north.

However, running away, Duke Yoroc felt as if something was not right.

"Huh? How does it feel...... The aura of the Sword of Romance seems to have disappeared? ”

He frowned and twisted his head, there was no trace of the Roman's Sword behind him, only a cloudless sky.

Duke Yoroc felt even more wrong.

"Alec! Stop! ”

"I said, Lord Yorok, are you still thinking of forcibly controlling the Roman Sword? It's like it is now, I'm going to avoid the edge for a while, if you want to get on it, you can do it yourself. ”

"Bastard! Shame on you, you bloodline! Hurry up and look back at me, it doesn't seem right! ”

Duke Yoroc scolded.

Hearing his words, the blood elf Alec turned around, and when he found that there was no trace of the Roman Sword behind him, he also let out a surprised sigh:

"Huh? Why is the Sword of Romance gone? Isn't its speed increasing? Could it be that you are planning to go around to get ahead of us and block us? No...... No, how do you feel that the breath is completely gone? ”

The Duke of Joroc frowned.

His speed slowed down, and eventually he even stopped.

While the magic in his body was working, ready to continue running at any time, Duke Yorok's eyes were fixed on the sky in the distance.

However, after a few moments, there was nothing in the sky except flocks of "quacking" crows flying by.

What about the Sword of Romance?

Duke Yorok's expression was a little puzzled.

Noticing his actions, the blood elf Alec hesitated for a moment, but also cautiously stopped, and cautiously approached the side of Duke Yorok.

Looking at the empty sky in the distance, he blinked:

"Hmm...... I really haven't caught up, this Roman sword...... It can't be a chase, right? I remember that its IQ seemed quite impressive. ”

"Lost? Hmph, it's already locked in our breath, will it still be lost? As for IQ...... Do you think the intelligence it displayed in the previous ritual was the same ten-year-old child in the past? It's not the same anymore, it's obviously the strength restored! ”

Duke Yoroc said angrily.

However, as he spoke, his face suddenly froze.

"You, Lord Yorok, ...... What's wrong? ”

The Blood Elf quietly took a step away from Duke Yoroc, and then asked with a "concerned face".

Duke Yoroc ignored him, but looked in the direction where the two had fled.

At the time when the two stopped to talk, the direction behind the two ...... There is still no figure of the Sword of Romance.

As if realizing something, Duke Yorok's expression changed:

"Not good! It was put on the table! We've all been fooled by it! ”

With that, Duke Yoroc suddenly accelerated, turned back the way he came, and turned back.

……

The stronghold of the Ness clan in the Duchy of Romans.

The terrifying sword aura tore the entire location to shreds, leaving a monstrous ravine on the ground.

The bloodlines in the stronghold have fled in all directions, leaving only the majestic Roman Sword in the sky.

However, at this moment, the terrifying coercion of the Roman Sword has dissipated.

While still dazzling, it looks nowhere near as aggressive as chasing two Bloodline Legends.

Not only that, but as the stronghold on the ground was destroyed, its momentum even gradually weakened, and even the shining brilliance gradually converged.

"Whew...... Now, it should be about the same, right? Those two descendants of the Ness clan were also frightened by me, and they should not come back. ”

"Hmph, these Ness's bloodlines still think that I don't know what their idea is, don't they just want to rely on the little blood divine power they collected to make a deal with me?"

"It's a deal, but in the end, don't you want to be my master? Don't look in the mirror to see what you are, a guy who hasn't even shaped the fire of the gods, is also worthy of being the master of the sword of my roman? Do they deserve it too? ”

"Cauchy's coming, it's pretty much the same!"

"Those who are qualified to be my masters are only true myths!"

The immature voice muttered to himself, with a little disdain and pride.

And after saying that, its voice took on some fear:

"But...... The background of these bloodlines is really profound, just two legendary bloodlines, and their magic power is so powerful, the two of them together even surpass my strength! ”

"Although my strength hasn't recovered much, it's outrageous enough, these old guys who have lived for thousands of years are really terrifying!"

"I can only say...... Isn't it worthy of being a magical creature famous for its huge magical power, and the descendant of that creation is really powerful......"

"I'm glad I was scared, otherwise...... Really let them activate the sealing circle here, and I'm the one who is unlucky! ”

"I'm amazing! Just by bluffing, you can scare off two Bloodline Legends! I am so wise! ”

Roman's sword straightened slightly, like a proud child.

And after the triumph, the hilt of the Roman Sword was fixed in the direction of Roon City, as if looking back, and the proud and proud voice slowly lowered, with a little apprehension:

"I just played so well, I guess the one who woke me up thought that I was really angry because of the offense of the Ness blood, so he chased him out, right?"

"So far apart...... He must have lost his sense of me, right? ”

"He shouldn't be chasing after him, right?"

"It's really, it's not good for anyone to wake me up, it's the one who is really scared to death, but fortunately, the spirit of my reaction, if he really lets him see the clues, he will definitely not let me go!"

"But...... Didn't I remember that He had mysteriously disappeared? Even Cauchy didn't know his whereabouts, and it seemed that even existence itself had vanished, ...... Could it be that he is back? ”

"Shhh...... It is worthy of the gods who have made a mess of the whole world, and even the existence itself has disappeared and can come back again. ”

"Miria, this is about to change again!"

The Roman Sword let out a long sigh and was full of emotion.

Maybe if it is awakened like it by other artifacts, it may not recognize who the existence that awakens itself is.

But its power is already the same as that of the other party, and it has inherited the memories of some ancient existences, and it recognizes the identity of the other party the moment the other party's divine power enters its body.

That kind of perfect control of the divine power of blood is by no means a lucky guy who got the artifact, it is definitely the deity to which the divine power belongs!

And as for who exactly does the divine power of blood belong to...... The answer is already obvious.

It's none other myth, it's the embodiment of the eternal night, the source of the bloodline, and the master of the Blood Moon Era, the True Ancestor of Blood!

Thinking of the terrifying figure in the legend, Roman Sword subconsciously shuddered.

If it was just an ordinary artifact or holy artifact, maybe it wouldn't be so scared.

But his own family knows his own business.

Its essence is made by the other party's idol, and it does not believe that the other party will awaken it for no reason.

When it was just awakened, it inadvertently felt the strength of the other party, and the strength of the other party was actually not strong, it could even be said to be quite weak, and it was obviously just recovered.

Of course, although it had just recovered, it didn't dare to underestimate the other party, just by virtue of a trace of divine power, it recovered a lot, and the power that the other party could burst out must be far beyond its imagination.

This is the most terrifying, that is a ruthless person who has devoured even the power of his descendants, and now his strength has just recovered, if it is really caught by the other party, isn't it no different from the meat on the chopping board?

If you think about Roman Sword in general, you can imagine how you will be treated.

"Whew...... No matter! What do you want to do so much! Before that one reacts, run quickly! The farther you run, the better! If he is targeted, it is estimated that it will be worse than being controlled by the Ness clan! ”

Sword of Romance was quick to make a decision.

I saw it turn around, change to another direction different from the direction where the two bloodborns fled and the direction where the city of Roon was located, and quickly fled.

That's northeast, too...... Direction of Castel Collar.

Of course, the Roman's Sword was not aimed at Castel, but a little further north in Castel, the Grand Duchy of the North, where the half-elf Romanus first made his fortune and where it was first pulled out of stone, when it wasn't even an artifact, but a holy artifact.

However, just as the Roman Sword flew out about five kilometers, a slender figure stood in front of it.

He has a black cape, crimson eyes, a handsome face with a smiling expression, and a pair of demonic horns on top of his head.

It's Albrecht.

"Albrecht?!"

The Sword of Romance also recognized his identity.

One person and one sword are considered to exist in the same era, and even Albrecht's age is a little older than Roman's sword, Albrecht's identity is recognized by Roman's sword, which is too normal.

I saw the brilliance of the Roman Sword flickering, and it regained its strong appearance when chasing Yorok and Alec, the coercion on his body spread, and the immature voice was full of vigilance:

"Albrecht? Why are you, the last apostle of the Blood Demon Order, here? Could it be that Schedite also wants to intervene? ”

Its voice is full of majesty, and although it is immature, it still has a sense of detachment that is in hand.

Well...... At least it seems.

Albrecht laughed.

I saw him snort and say:

"Lord Roman, to correct you, I am now the third apostle in the Order."

"It's the Third Apostle......"

The Sword of Romance was a bit of a surprise.

As it spoke, its voice was a little strange:

"You coward...... It can't be that the first few apostles were boiled to death before becoming the third apostle, right? ”

Listening to the somewhat yin and yang words of the Roman Sword, the corners of Albrecht's mouth twitched slightly.

But soon, he smiled again, squinted his eyes in the direction behind the Roman Sword, and said:

"Lord Roman, didn't you go after Roque and Alec? That doesn't seem right, right? ”

Roman's sword stiffened.

"Uh...... Ahem, I suddenly remembered that I still had something to do. ”

It shifted the subject.

"Oh? Still have something to do? Are you going to meet my great master? ”

Albrecht said with a smile.

"Your ...... Master? No, I'm sorry, I'm not interested in that madman at Abaddon. ”

The Sword of Romance is impatient.

"That's really a coincidence, the master I am talking about is not the Grand Duke."

Albrecht smiled.

"Not Abaddon?"

Roman Sword was slightly stunned.

Albrecht smiled even brighter:

"Lord Roman, you have just been awakened by your master, won't you forget about your master?"

By...... Awaken?

Roman's Sword paused, and froze instantly.

The light on its body flickered, and it was about to fly when it turned around, but the next moment it ...... A crimson mist slowly spread around.

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Yesterday's leave slip slipped.,It's the end of this plot.,It's not the end of this volume.。