"Watch out for his attack!" Waiya's voice came from his ears: "Just hold him down!"

The blade slashed across Cohen's head, sending a blazing heat.

Thinking of the weapon's capabilities, Cohen didn't dare to resist or fight back at all.

He could only frown, leaned on his side, and rolled on the ground in agony, avoiding the Rising Japanese Sword.

This was the third time he had dodged in embarrassment.

The smell of burnt hair came from my nose.

Damn it.

Cohen clenched the "load-bearer" sword in his hand in exasperation, feeling that he had never encountered such a humiliating battle.

Even in the face of the gray mongrels in the desert who were more than two and a half meters tall, relying on his tall stature and superior arm strength, the vigilant officer dared to fight for injuries and carry a few blows, creating opportunities for his companions to attack.

But in the face of this......

"Be careful!"

Before Cohen could finish his thoughts, the fiery knight of the Black Sand Collar, one of the five warriors of Exter, Rom Tulha, his sturdy body quickly rushed in front of him!

The vigilant officer's pupils shrank suddenly!

How can it be so fast......

The Fire Knight slammed into the middle of Cohen's hastily raised sword!

"Boom!"

The latter was shocked to the point that his chest hurt, his body was unstable, and his feet shook again!

Before he could be surprised by the madness of the opponent's attack, the fiery temperature of the Rising Japanese Saber hit Cohen's face again.

And Cohen is in the predicament of just gaining a foothold, and he can't even adjust his posture, let alone defend it!

Cohen is a spirit.

Worst.

Cohen, who had been through a lot of fighting, immediately understood.

"Remember, fighting is not a game of changing hands between you and me, and it is not a turn-based boxing show to see who can be beaten better," this is what his teacher once told him: "Every time you give up attacking, counterattacking, or defending, and change to retreat or dodge, you are turning yourself into a stake." ”

"It's more like the opponent has an undisturbed attacking opportunity: he can better control the tempo, adjust his stance, shoot with confidence, stack the attack, and attack a more threatening move - if you take one step back, the enemy will take two steps forward, and many wins and losses will be decided in this breath. ”

Cohen gritted his teeth: That's right, the fight can't change hands.

He was afraid of the opponent's weapon advantage and blindly dodged, not to mention defense and counterattack, so Tuleha's attack did not have any obstacles, and one knife was more powerful than another.

In the end, the guard officer had lost his advantage, and he had no way to fight back, so he was slaughtered.

In a chess game, in a battle, changing hands means a dead game!

Cohen regretted it, but could only watch as the Asahi saber got closer and closer.

"Hey!"

Seeing that Cohen's situation was critical, Wyaya roared angrily, unfurled his single-edged sword, which was only two-thirds left, and attacked Tulha's back!

The Blade of No Return filled his right arm, unleashing the purest killing intent in the stinging pain.

Wyaya was determined to force Tulha to defend with a knife.

In the nick of time, Cohen was surprised to find that Tulha's body swayed slightly, and the assailant sword no longer moved forward.

A fierce glint crossed the eyes of the Fire Knight.

The vigilant officer felt a chill in his heart.

"Be careful!" Cohen instantly realized the crux of the situation, and couldn't take care of himself, and yelled at Wyay angrily: "His goal is ......"

But before Cohen's words could be finished, Tulha's body spun with a bang!

It all happened in the light of light.

"Whew!"

It was the sound of Wya's broken sword slashing at the junction of the armor of Tuleha's left upper arm, breaking through the flesh.

In the face of Waiya's attack, the Fire Knight had no defensive intentions, and he calmly threw his left arm away as he turned.

"Boom!"

Waiya's eyes widened as he watched as Tulha, despite the damage on his arm, passed his left hand through the shadow of his sword and grabbed Waiya's neck!

Lift him up alive and lift his feet off the ground.

"Bang!"

Waiya felt nothing but a sharp pain in the back of his head - he was thumped against the wall by Tulha.

"Dangchang!"

He landed weakly with only half of his single-edged sword.

Cohen watched in amazement as Tulha restrained Waiya in an instant, pinning him against the wall.

"Knocked down twice by the same move?" Tuleha raised his bloodied left arm and looked coldly at the prince's attendant who was strangled by himself and struggling in vain: "You still want to hold me back? Do you know how to fight, noble young master!"

Wya's left hand grabbed Tulha's iron hoop with all her might, her legs bent up, and she slammed against the wall!

His left leg kicked against the wall, and his right leg kicked out hard!

Tulha leaned slightly sideways.

"Boom!"

Wya's right leg is in the middle of Tulha's belly armor.

But apart from the tremor of his armor, the Fire Knight didn't move.

"Fight," said Tulha coldly, in a tone of self-muttering, "this is a game of risking his life." ”

Waiya looked shocked.

How could it be......

"The conservatives are beaten with their heads in their hands, and the fanatics die in battle," in Huaiya's unwilling eyes, the Fire Knight raised the Rising Japanese Saber in his right hand, and said in a cold tone: "Only those who wander back and forth between calm and madness can enjoy the final victory." ”

The Rising Japanese saber was aimed at Huaiya's chest, once again emitting an astonishing heat.

Huaiya, who was powerless to struggle, felt the temperature rise, and her heart was cold.

The vigilante roared angrily, and fought his way up from the ground, only to find that it was too late.

Before and after, only a few minutes?

Have they already failed completely?

The saber lunged forward and stabbed into Wya's chest.

Right now.

A palm abruptly appeared in front of Tulha.

Tulha frowned slightly.

"Smack!"

The weapon of the Fire Knight was "caught" by this palm.

The Rising Japanese saber sliced through the palm, and the palm met the hilt.

There was a terrifying "zizi" sound between the blade and the palm of the hand, and the flesh and blood were charred black, and even burst into flames.

"Got you," a young, calm voice came with a slight gasp, "Rising Japanese saber, fiery knight." ”

Both Cohen and Wyay looked back in surprise.

Raphael Lindbergh stood in front of Tulha, his blackened right hand outstretched with an expressionless expression, five fingers firmly gripping the hilt despite the threat of the blazing blade.

The flames on the palms of his hands were unaware.

"When you lose the Rising Japanese Sword, Rom Tulha," Raphael pinched Tulha's wrist with his left hand, and with both hands one after the other, he held the Rising Japanese Saber in front of him, only to hear him whisper, "Are you still the Burning Knight?"

Tulha's eyes shrank as he looked at Raphael's right hand, which had been burned to the point of not being able to look good, but still clutched the hilt and blade of the knife.

Looking at that charred hand, no one was more surprised than him.

Although it looks miserable...... However, the high temperature of the Rising Sun saber can even cast iron and melt gold!

Tulha's heart was shocked: this guy's hand is problematic......

Who the hell is he—no, what the hell is it?

"In the game of risking his life," Raphael, who suddenly appeared, glanced at Cohen and said coldly to Tulha: "Extreme or mortal, their lives - it doesn't make a difference!"

In the next second, Cohen, who had been in tacit agreement with him for many years, roared angrily!

The Stellar Flare glows on his skin and blade, and is coming at Tulha!

Tulha's right hand exerted force, but found that his right arm was still tightly controlled by Raphael—the young man's arms made a strange rustling sound, and they kept trembling, which was extremely strange.

The knight's brow furrowed.

His right arm only moved a few inches away, and the young man relied on a clever angle and focus point, firmly holding down, unable to move!

Wrong!

The Fire Knight couldn't hide the shock in his heart: this kind of strength didn't match his size at all!

With the next breath, Tulha showed a fierce expression, turned his right wrist, and tried to force Raphael back with the sharp edge that had broken through everything with the asahi Japanese sword.

As he turned, the blade slashed out!

However, Raphael, who was clamping down on the enemy's arm, only adjusted his body, and instantly flashed to the outside of the enemy's forearm, the dead corner of the Rising Sun's sword.

Only a piece of clothing was cut off by the blade and burned to ashes.

Tulha felt a chill in his heart.

Worst.

Can't move, can't dodge.

The weapon is restrained and cannot be blocked.

Is this the young man, is this his strategy?

In the midst of his thoughts, the Fire Knight's vest was cold—behind him, Cohen raised his sword "Loadbearer" with a resolute expression, and the power of the end filled his arms.

Aiming at the back of Tulha's neck, the vigilante roared angrily, and slashed at the sword with an astonishing momentum!

"Whew!"

The blade of the sword slashed through Tulha's neck.

Bring out the blood.

————

"Although this girl is Walton's bloodline," Rumba said coldly, "but she is only a woman, and she has no right to inherit the position of Grand Duke of Longxiao City at all—let alone standing here and questioning us!"

The terrifying gaze of the Grand Duke of Black Sand fell on Selma, which made the girl shake slightly, and unconsciously touched the "Triumph" in her hand.

"Put away your unnecessary sympathies and accustomed jealousies, Archduke," said Rumba lightly in an unquestioning tone, "she is not us, and this girl has no right to make decisions for Exeter's future. ”

Grand Duke Trudida shrugged slightly, seeming to approve.

Right now.

Under the gaze of several Grand Dukes, Tails let go of Thelma and stepped forward slowly but decisively.

"So you have spoken out at last, Your Excellency the Grand Duke of Rumba. ”

Tails whispered, "For Exeter?"

Rumba's face moved slightly.

Tails clenched his fists.

Thelma used her identity to open the door for him to break the game, and he had to seize the opportunity and press forward step by step.

With the only chips he had left.

Defeat them!

Tails took a deep breath, and his eyes flashed with determination: "As the Grand Duke of Exeter, you must stand together in the face of the great threat of the Star Kingdom, right?"

As soon as he spoke, the atmosphere in the hall changed.

The sound of people's breathing began to be disturbed.

The Grand Dukes looked at him differently.

Grand Duke Ronnie frowned slightly: "What?"

"Look," Rumba snorted, "he knows better than we do." ”

Archduke Leco reacted and coughed lightly: "I have to admit that our two countries are rivals......

To everyone's surprise, at this moment, Tails interrupted Leko with a strange response.

"Yes!"

"On this point, I could not agree more than with you, Archduke Lyco," said the Prince of the Stars, calmly, "that the future of Exeter is not destroyed by the stars, and that you should unanimously point the finger at me and the kingdom behind me—even if it is contrary to the oath of confederation, even if it is contrary to your conscience. ”

"You made the right choice. "Tails is categorical.

As soon as these words came out, Grand Duke Ronnie frowned slightly, and Grand Duke Rumba's gaze froze in mid-air.

The Grand Dukes looked at each other with a mixture of bewilderment and surprise in their eyes, as if they were undecided by Tails' words.

Thelma behind him was slightly startled and tugged at his sleeve.

Tails ignored her, instead looking straight at the only person in the field with a blank face, Archduke Leco of the Guarded City.

The old duke's eyes flashed with a peaceful but complex light, which was in contrast to the pure coldness of the eyes of the Grand Duke of Rumba.

"But have you thought about it?"

Tails slowly adjusted his speed of speech, steady breathing and heartbeat, "Have you thought about it?"

He knew that what he was going to say next was the key.

"What you are doing now is not your Excel, Lord Leco," Tails said softly, slowly turning to Ronnie, Trudeda, and Aletheus in turn, "Nor yours, yours, or your Exeter, the four Grand Dukes. ”

Grand Duke Leco narrowed his eyes slightly.

Under the complicated eyes of the four archdukes, Tails continued to speak:

"You're standing here, compromising and fighting for 'his' Exter. ”

In the hall, the vicissitudes and ruggedness of the Black Sand Grand Duke suddenly widened his eyes!

He looked dead to Tails!

It was as if it was going to tear his whole body apart.

But Tails was unaware.

Tails took a step forward and looked at the Grand Duke of Black Sand with an indifferent expression:

"It's Chaman Rumba, Exeter alone. ”

Rumba slowly clenched his fists and met Tails' gaze, boundless anger welling up in his heart.

The boy.

That biggest surprise!

"For his own Exeter," said the prince of the stars, with a calm gaze, said softly, "Archduke Rumba has the most thorough consciousness, and he is capable of sacrificing everything. ”

He turned his head sharply, looked at the four archdukes, and said in a decisive tone:

"For example, from the very beginning, he was prepared to sacrifice those who had sworn an alliance with him......"

"But the ...... who has been kept in the dark"

"Allies. ”

The eyes of the Grand Dukes froze in unison.

Boom!

The Grand Duke of Rumba's scabbard slammed to the ground!

It attracted the attention of many people for a while.

"I've had enough," said Rumba's voice with a subtle hint of anger, "don't you think it's ridiculous?"

"From just now to now, a few of us Grand Dukes have been standing here so stupidly watching him perform?"

The Grand Duke's gaze swept towards the Grand Duke of Black Sand.

Tails pursed his lips - he knew that the attitude of the Grand Dukes would determine the course of the battle.

"Don't forget the heavy responsibility we have and the heavy future ahead of us. ”

In a tone of warning and impatience, Rumba reminded the four archdukes: "Remember, he is our enemy, and judging by his performance, he may be the most terrible enemy." ”

The Grand Dukes did not speak.

Tails felt that, because of the nervousness, Thelma grabbed his hand and suddenly forced.

Rumba looked at the dukes who were silent and nodded.

He turned his head: "Guards ......"

Tails' heart tightened!

He looked at the Grand Dukes, and his heart was anxious.

Come on.

Come on!

Right now.

"Chaman!"

A voice that was obviously old and muddy, but sounded like heaven to Tails, interrupted Rumba in time.

Archduke Leco touched his bare head, closed his eyes, and exhaled slowly.

"Charman, Charman, as the Grand Duke of the Northlands, I admire your courage, strategy, and methods," Archduke Raiko said slowly, "I don't think even the 'Whisperer' Solon III can do better than you." ”

Rumba didn't speak, and a sense of foreboding rose in his heart.

The next moment, Grand Duke Leco opened his eyes, which had changed from cloudiness to clarity again, and looked at Tails: "But why are you so afraid of him?"

"Is it really just because he has the Kingdom of Stars standing behind him, or is he himself gifted?"

Rumba was slightly stunned.

"We are not blind, Chaman," sighed the old duke.

"Everything you have said from the time this boy has appeared until now, regardless of the position, has been to prevent him from speaking. ”

Rumba turned to the old duke in disbelief and then looked at the others.

But they all looked at Rumba coldly and said nothing.

At that moment, Tails's heart, which was so nervous that it was about to jump out of his chest, fell back into place.

"Is this kid really so terrible?" said Archduke Leco's words softly, but enough to spread through the halls:

"Could it really be that he only needs a fluttering word to crush all five of our Grand Dukes here?"

Tails raised an eyebrow slightly.

In fact—Tails took a deep breath, recalled the option Ashida had given him, and said silently in his heart:

You're right.

"Or," said Archduke Raiko, like an ordinary village elder, curled the corners of his mouth and cast an ugly smile on his wrinkled face, but his words were shocking:

"Is he really going to say something that interests us all?"

Rumba's face sank.

There was never a moment when he felt more stupid than he did now, the Grand Dukes in front of him were so stupid.

"If you want to listen to him, you can wait until you are in prison in the future to interrogate him slowly," the Grand Duke of Heisha replied coldly: "But we still have urgent things to do, don't forget that Longxiao City is still in chaos! Don't forget the ...... of the Prime Minister of Lisbane"

Archduke Leco interrupted him in a loud voice: "The Prime Minister of Lisbane will understand!"

The eldest duke had a serious and sharp look: "The question is, Charman, as an ally, why don't you understand our concerns?"

Rumba gritted his teeth and looked at calm Tails, and then at Leco.

"What about you?" Grand Duke of Black Sand turned his head to look at the others, "Do you want to go crazy like this?"

The one who answered him was Aletheus.

"For six hundred years, the Alesiosaurs have reminded our children and grandchildren," the Grand Duke of Willan glared at Tails with a subtle gaze, "never underestimate any star, no matter how down, how obedient, no matter how weak." ”

Tails gave an innocent look of helplessness.

"So," said Auretheus, "I'd rather hear him and hang him." ”

"I'm very supportive of you, Charman," Trudida sighed slightly behind Auretheus, "but compared to the opposite, I think what we need at this time is unity." ”

At that moment, Rumba clenched his saber tightly, his face expressionless.

He turned his head, only to find Grand Duke Ronnie staring at him, giving Rumba a malicious smile.

"Go on, kid," Archduke Leco, ignoring Rumba's reaction, unquestionably setting the theme for the next meeting, "especially the part that sacrifices allies." ”

Tails smiled.

He knew that from this moment on, the game had changed hands.

The scales tipped again.

Gently afraid to slap the back of Thelma's hand and reassure her, Tails turned and nodded slightly to Archduke Leco.

"First of all, we all need to know a fact. ”

"The Assassin that Charman Rumba had bribed, Ba'an Nate Saliton, had been hiding in the cliffs of the sky," Tails took a deep breath, remembering the conversation he had overheard in the carriage, and spoke word by word:

From there, he plans to infiltrate Valhalla and assassinate King Nunn in the palace while the Whiteblade Guards are being lured away. ”

Rumba closed his eyes.

For the first three seconds, the Grand Duke did not react.

But soon, the four Grand Dukes quickly looked at each other.

They exchanged suspicious glances.

"Yes, in the original plan of the Lombard. ”

"King Nunn will die here for no apparent reason, in this heavily locked Valhalla," Tails' voice was steady, but full of solemnity and sorrow:

"Death at the side of your four Grand Dukes. ”

? From tomorrow, I will resume the daily shift!

? ? I mean it!

? ? By a swordless with a serious face

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(End of chapter)