Viscount Goulet sighed, staring at the legendary Tigris cup in his hand that can make any fine wine incorruptible for a thousand years, his face was full of pain, but it was still known whether this old face was true or false, and the nobles of his realm could be disguised as a clown in front of the royal family one moment, and the next second he could look down on the poor people who were poorly clothed and hungry with a straight face, and although the Tigris Holy Lamp was a valuable item in the underground auction house, it was at best a luxury wine glass that would glow in his hands。

"Noble immortal, our friendship needs to go through some more tempering to keep it fresh, after all, decades have passed in a hurry, and even the royal family of Tustin has become lonely, and the nobles and princes are desperately trying to climb up, trying to divide up the little rum left in the name of 'royal power', I don't think you know what I mean. ”

The old man's cloudy eyes were like two cold lights in the night, mixed with countless emotions, and Mox knew very well that they were unique human talents.

Calculation, and conspiracy, or conspiracy.

Mox's handsome young face was slightly stunned at the right time, but then it disappeared without a trace like a breeze across the river, even if there were faint ripples** It was also deliberately done by him, as a powerful marquis of the blood clan, Mox did not take the next step stupidly, because any return is risky, and the profit is proportional to the investment, if he wants to get the two gadgets in the hands of Viscount Goulett, he must at least prepare in advance to be tied to the cross by the clergy of the Holy See of Light and suffer the consciousness of being scorched by the sun, and capturing a powerful marquis is enough to make those obscure believers directly put on the bishop's robe with the angel wings coat of arms.

However, it was clear that Mox was not ready for such a sacrifice, and the wordless silence represented his answer.

Listening to the bell ringing again in the center of the auditorium of Dalm Manor, Goulette knew that the dawn that was regarded here as absolutely ominous was coming, and that he had little time left, and that on the opposite side of the dark Ones, people would abandon their lives and interests for their ridiculous beliefs, which was terrifying, and the slaughter of desireless fanatics never needed a reason, let alone a material temptation, because the killing might be for the sake of the light in their eyes.

Bastard, if that stinky boy of Emory escapes from Santa Fit in the future, I'll break his legs!

With such a secret curse, the old viscount slowly stood up and directly threw the Tigris cup used by one of the four great empires in the epic legend to the immobile vampire marquis.

"I, a knight, the spokesperson of the Golden Left Sword, a lowly human being who does not belong to any force except the Max family, declare here only for the sake of my own small insistence. ”

All the strange expressions on the old viscount's face were swept away, and he stared solemnly at this vampire who had cursed for thousands of years in the mouth of the world, which had nothing to do with any interests and calculations, but simply from the glory and dignity of the knight.

"The name of the sword in my hand is dignity, and the name of the armor on my body is glory, and I ask for the protection of the Marquis of Mox, the 'Monarch of the Night', to escort the last star of hope of our Max clan to the distant land. ”

Without the slightest hesitation, the fanatical ** in Marquis Mox's eyes prompted him to accept the two hot gold coins.

"The Ancestor of Cain looked down on us, and His Excellency Old Gurlet saw the outside. ”

The blood-colored magic array suddenly produced a monstrous shock, the black mist was filled, and the strange runes that were constantly intertwined, sometimes like skeletons, sometimes like blood-colored fangs, seemed to make every corner of Damme Manor tremble.

The Marquis of Mox gracefully put away the glowing cup of Tigris and slowly poured the liquor into his mouth.

"I, Marquis of Mox, a noble immortal, in the name of the supreme ancestor of Cain, accept all unjust lawsuits, blood, killings, swords, and swords, which is the cure for all disputes. ”

The drink ran down his throat, and Mox closed his eyes slightly, and suddenly opened them again.

"This glass of wine is very much like the blood of the clergy in the Eld kennel. ”

Quietly, a shocking glint of blood bloomed in Mox's eyes: "Viscount Max Goullett, please rest assured, the seed of hope in your mouth, I will definitely protect him, after all, the golden twin sword crest of the Max family, which symbolizes killing and destruction, is not a beautiful darkness." ”

Turning around, the Marquis of Mox smiled at the huge oil painting in the center of the Great Hall.

"These two faiths are the same as our bloodline. ”

Viscount Goulette stepped forward, and the rhythm of scandium hammered out of the steel boots echoed in the deep Dalm Manor, as if the tone of the subdued tone contained endless golden sounds.

"Elder Cathedral, the Killer Guild, a big player in the Tustin royal family, you just need to help me stop one of the forces, and the rest of the lackeys, they can't get a single bone. ”

"It's easy. ”

Mox smiled warmly

Night, late at night, silence.

Li Laifu stood upside down to observe the every move of the Tustin Kingdom, but found that this country that was supposed to be full of vitality was as boring as a half-aged who had lost ** at night, without any charm, but with an extra disgusting erosive atmosphere.

"From another angle, you see the world very differently. ”

Li Laifu recalled the broken thoughts that his grandfather, who had been chattering all day long, often hung in his mouth, and the biceps muscles of his arms contracted again, like a piece of steel twisted and tied together, and his noble robe was wet with sweat, and it was inlaid with precious agate gems that those poor people might not be able to exchange for a lifetime, but at this moment he had no time to appreciate them, and the absolute heaviness of the endless beauty made him want to immediately peel off these glittering ghost things and throw them into the distant mountains of lamentation, and let those monsters chase these things, maybe they can be used in courtship。

With a long sigh, Li Laifu stared at several magnificent castles in the distance from the perspective of the world, they were as convincing as giants, even in the dark night, they could not hide the luxurious atmosphere of these castles to the extreme.

"It's so dizzyingly low-key, but it's a pity I can't see it. ”

Li Laifu cursed under his breath, sweat dripping on the Byzantine dome of Max's mansion, he had been in this strange and ridiculous pose for a long time, at least an hour ago, the noble silver knight Ryan looked up at him with resentment on his face and the corners of his mouth could not stop

When he was convulsed, Li Laifu was already smiling and sweating at him, this strange and ridiculous way of exercising had never been seen in the history of the Eternal Continent, and because of Li Laifu's extraordinary origin and identity, many years later, he finally got an elegant title behind the noble title of 'Wandering Dust'.

'A strange inheritor from the earth. ’

Or to paraphrase the colloquial language of the lovely servants in Max's mansion, a mouse in human skin.

Li Laifu didn't pay any attention to these little things, both secretly and openly, because he had two days to go to the mysterious and ancient St. Fit Academy.

Returning to his normal human posture, Li Laifu rubbed his sore wrists, and his eyes were looking at every ancient castle in the distance.

If he had the meditation skills of a great mage or above, he would have been able to penetrate the magic circles that shrouded those ancient castles, and he would have felt the actions of the great people who took advantage of the rules and changed them in the dark.

"The filth that rots to the bones shows the delicate panting of human animal instincts, and some parts of them are really eternally young. ”

The undoubted ugliness may be more real, because it is already a well-known rule.

Li Laifu jumped and fell to the ground like a light swallow, although the dust kicked up was not as majestic as the big waves described in martial arts novels, but judging from the clenched teeth of the seven-year-old child, at least he was in pain now.

"Damn no, God of Light is above, I will never make such a dangerous move again because of a moment of brain fever, I promise!"

Li Laifu suddenly thought that he had inexplicably come to a world where he needed to scold his mother with an elegant smile, he had to restrain some of the words that had been hearty, and he straightened his emotions, and limped back to drag the long and complicated robe, and staggered towards the central street of the Tustin Kingdom.

Nights are usually more fun there, and at least some of the poor homeless people will find a corner to sleep in the middle of the street next to a few old heroic statues, and it is also a mixed area, where you may accidentally glance at the down-and-out beggars, but in fact the mages who wield infinite wisdom and can swim in the mystical magical seas.

Who knows? Nothing is impossible in this world.