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In an instant, Curt had the illusion of being caught doing something wrong. (Please search for the fastest fiction site!). However, it soon dawned on him that it was impossible for Owen to overhear his communication with Eoham. Under Curt's gaze, Owen slowly moved his right hand. He looked like he wanted to draw his sword and cut Curt off the spot.

"Prince Owen, did His Majesty Gurant ask you to come?"

Curt had no intention of clashing with Owen, so he directly carried King Gulant out. Owen's right hand suddenly froze in the air, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"Call me the First Prince of Owen, the scum of the City of a Thousand Laws! It is impossible for a cunning villain like you to understand how important a knight's honor is! Even if we win, victory is worth nothing!"

"At least it's worth your life, Your Highness the First Prince of Owen. ”

Curt shrugged, realizing that Owen was Robert's kind. They are die-hard factions, and regard the cooperation with Qianfa City as a great shame. Considering Gulrant's attitude, Curt felt that the title of 'First Prince' was probably about to say goodbye to Owen. He was happy to see that kind of thing happen, and Curt had always lacked compassion for those who were selfish and selfish in the name of honor, regardless of whether their loved ones lived or died.

To Ke's surprise, Owen was not provoked. Instead, he sneered again and again, and said in a mocking tone:

"My life? You really don't understand anything! The war between knights is elegant, and we never put our respectable opponents to death! Even if we fail this time, as long as we burn Fran at the stake and pay a ransom, the sword country Otlan can still protect our honor! Joining forces with the Thousand Laws City is the real catastrophe, now you understand?!"

As he spoke, Owen's words grew faster and faster. In the end, it was a terrible voice. Although he is only in his thirties, he lacks the bearing that age brings. But in terms of the power of speaking, Owen with a short beard already has some. After all, he is the prince of a country, and with many years of royal success, he is always a little outstanding.

Curt didn't speak, he just stared at Owen indifferently. It wasn't until Owen had enough of his majesty that Curt said coldly:

"Forgive me for being stupid, Your Highness the First Prince of Owen. Fran should be your own sister, right? You mean to burn your own sister at the stake in exchange for your dog's life?"

"You ......!!!"

Faced with Curt, who was clearly defiant, Owen almost drew his sword. He gasped for air, and finally held back. Curt grasped the scabbard in his left hand and calmly raised it. His face was like frost, and he heard Owen shout and say:

"My sister, God knows where she came out of the wild seed! The king of a country, the knight of knights, actually has a daughter who knows how to spell?

"You're too loud. ”

Considering that Fran's room was on the side, Curt decided not to talk nonsense with Owen anymore. He quickly stretched out his left hand and pushed the sword out with the hilt forward, sheathed together. Owen drew his sword in some panic, he didn't expect Curt to really dare to make a move. In a hurry, Owen only drew half of his sword. Curt stepped forward, jamming Owen's blade with the junction of the hilt and gauntlet. Then he activated the power ring and began to force Owen to stagger backwards.

Within a few steps, Curt had pinned Owen against the wall. Owen struggled desperately, but Curt's left hand remained as if it were cast in iron. It didn't take long for Owen's face to turn red. Curt was staring into Owen's eyes at close range, his left hand still gaining strength. The hilt of Purple Grudge had turned into a murder weapon, crushing Owen's breastplate into a dent.

From Curt's eyes, Owen saw a concrete killing intent. He suddenly realized that if he continued like this, he would really die. So Owen fell into a panic, and he didn't even bother to kick his legs. But Curt's strength was comparable to that of an ogre, and he ate Owen's weight and pinned him to death against the wall.

Finally, it wasn't until Owen's eyes narrowed and his tongue stuck out that Curt waved his hand sharply. Owen flew out like a dead dog, and after landing on the ground, he rolled a dozen times in a row. A moment later he got up like an electric shock and tugged at his breastplate like crazy. The deformed breastplate still tormented Owen, keeping him breathing air.

A staggered flash of cold light severed the rope at Owen's side. The breastplate popped off, allowing Owen to fall to his knees, coughing madly and breathing desperately.

The man who shot was Prince Wren, who smiled head-on and retracted a slender knight's sword into its sheath. Curt nodded slightly, knowing that Wren's swordsmanship was at least ten times better than that of Owen. Curt didn't blink just now, but his gaze still couldn't keep up with Wren's sword. In terms of swordsmanship alone, among the people Curt has seen, I am afraid that only Adios and Lola can beat Wren.

Wren bent down and gave Owen a thump on the back. It took Owen a long time to recover, and he pointed at Curt and said in a hoarse voice:

"Kill him, Wren! He dares to attack the royal family, I will kill his whole family!"

"You're lucky enough to survive. And in this matter, it is you who are unreasonable. ”

Wren replied nonchalantly, ignoring Owen's request. He thumped Owen a few more times, then stood up straight, looked at Curt and said:

"Lord Curt, I have followed my father's orders to familiarize you with Wing Night Castle. If there's something you don't understand, don't hesitate to ask. Anyway, I'm also the captain of the guard of Yongye Castle, and I've been working quite seriously in the past few years. ”

"Then you're welcome...... Let's go and see the city walls first, and you'll lead the way, Your Highness Wren. ”

"Just call me Wren, Your Highness or something, it sounds too harsh. ”

Wren shrugged and stepped forward. Judging by the way he walks, he is a bit of a fool. Although Wren was wearing a very good cuirass, it had obviously not been wiped in a long time, so it looked a little sloppy. If Gordon were ten years younger, he would probably be about the same as Wren. He is the raunchy type and doesn't even bother to shave his beard. Compared to Owen, who had a well-groomed beard, Wren didn't look like a prince at all.

Curt hurriedly followed, walking side by side with Wren. He saw Wren quietly raise his hand and give him a thumbs up. After getting far enough away from Owen, Wren grinned and said:

"His Royal Highness the First Prince doesn't have a good temper, so don't provoke him. He is a true knight and does not show favoritism to his children. If there's anything you need to help with, it's more efficient to come to a death-fearing ghost like me. ”

"Owen is a piece of shit, and I'm not interested in him. ”

Curt made a straightforward conclusion and did not intend to go around in circles. He could see that among the three children of King Gurant, the most potential was Fran, and the most reliable was Wren. After hearing Curt's words, Wren whistled. He spread his hands and said helplessly:

"Please save face, Curt, at least not in front of me. In any case, Owen is also the eldest son and the only concubine of the Otlan royal family. Sooner or later, he will become the king, and if you want the city of a thousand laws to cooperate with Aotlan for a long time, then you better please Owen. ”

"Now is the time for change, isn't it?"

Curt looked straight ahead and spoke indifferently. He folded his hands behind his back and said to Wren, who had narrowed his eyes for a moment:

"Isn't it enough to abandon tradition and join forces with the Thousand Laws City? What should be subverted has already been subverted, and what cannot be changed? Even if we can win this time, Aotland will still have to bear tremendous pressure from all sides for the next few decades. Will His Majesty Grande allow a waste to be his ** person?I think he should be a wise and open king. ”

“...... Wish I could have another brother. ”

Wren was silent for a moment, and finally subtly brought the topic over. He knew that Curt was hinting that Thousand Laws would support his succession. However, Wren will always be skeptical about the benefits of being too light. In order to avoid a repetition of Curt's old words, Wren began to explain the various facilities within the Wing Night Castle. He chattered endlessly, and even the decorative knight statues explained the origin of Curt one by one.

Curt stopped talking, just nodded with a smile on his face. After half a day, he already had a little understanding of the internal situation of the Otlan royal family. In Curt's view, it is necessary to minimize dealing with Owen in the future. Wren is a good partner to work with - he works on the front line, he has experience, strength, and he is very cautious and reliable.

When Wren led Curt up to the wall, Curt took the initiative to speak. He inquired about the height, thickness, and width of the walls, as well as the materials from which they were made. Wren answered all the truths, and gave Curt a tour of the stationary catapult and various other equipment used to defend the city. Through guò long exchanges, Curt presents, Wren has quite a wealth of practical experience. When Curt asks questions, Wren can always answer them in detail, and he doesn't forget to add one or two examples.

Finally, at Curt's request, he and Wren went outside the city gates. Wren looked at Curt curiously, and Curt focused on kicking the ground with his foot. It took him dozens of minutes to walk in an arc around the front of the city gate. It wasn't until Wren began to yawn boredly that Curt raised his head and said very firmly:

"When the time comes, we'll meet the enemy here. ”

"Huh?!"

Wren's eyes widened, thinking that Curt had taken the wrong medicine. He didn't understand why he had to go outside the city to confront the enemy when he was at an absolute disadvantage in numbers. With the protection of the city walls, Wren was confident that the battle would drag on for months. If the Thousand Laws City can send more reinforcements, then Wren will consider defeating the enemy from the front.

"My men can make a wave...... Up to two waves of attacks. ”

Curt carefully calculated, measuring the force at hand. He looked at Wren, who was covering his face, and continued to say unwaveringly:

"Those two waves of attacks will definitely throw the enemy into chaos. After that, I'll need the cavalry to destroy the enemy in one fell swoop. I'm not kidding, Wren, this is the only chance. You can talk to Baron William and decide if you want to do what I say. Anyway, Qianfa City won't send anyone over again, that's all. ”

So Wren put down the hand he was using to cover his face. (To be continued.) )