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Hell, I didn't finish writing a lot......

Well, I'll make it up, let's go to sleep......

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Edward smiled suddenly, realizing that there was something strange about his recent train of thought—or rather, too much habitual stretching. (To read the latest chapters of this book, please visit the biquge.info of Wèn Aishang Novel Network)

This woman, or some of the forces behind her or intertwined, it is difficult to sort out, but that should not be something for him to sort out, he is just a passerby, and the longest is only a few days later, he will go away, at least he will leave here, these things have nothing to do with him.

And at the moment, there is one thing that needs his attention more.

"Have you ever touched anything else in this pocket other than the magic scroll, let's say, a black crystal?" he asked, and then added a rather nonchalant note: "It's a cheap item, but it's sealed with a few fireball spells, which can be released at any time, just press it." ”

This unnecessary reason suddenly made the 'Queen Xià' face pale. He turned and ran out, shouting the names of several servants along the way, making a fuss, and not even having time to pay attention to the visitor......

Seems to be a bit too much?

After waiting for a while, and seeing no one to talk to him again, Edward shook his head, and simply left the room and walked around the garden.

It's not just about walking, either.

There is a special psychic connection between the psychic warlock and the spirit crystal servant, although the guy should have been in a state of sleep before, but the general direction should still be perceptible.

Edward didn't know exactly who the 'Queen Xià' was, but it seemed that she had been treated fairly well in the Imperial City—at least she had a large set of mansions, and a large garden—the size of which corresponded to the size of the palace, with a circle of cedars surrounding several different landscapes, flowers in full bloom, and colorful butterflies. It's quite refreshing.

After wandering haphazardly along the path, Edward came to a small area with a deep courtyard. Wooded. The sun is scorching in the middle of summer, and a shrub with a mysterious smell is spreading its fragrance everywhere. In an intricately shaped pool, fancy water waves sparkle in the sunlight.

And next to the pool. It's rare to see two figures.

Two children.

They didn't notice the uninvited guest at all, although one was tall and one was short, but the tall one was only twelve or thirteen years old, and he bent over with a simple face, as if he was in full spirit. They were all looking at the companion who was sitting on the ground, only five or six years old. The little imp, however, was engrossed in holding a thin iron hammer on a black stone, and in the other hand a small hammer, frowning and beating. It seems that he wants to carve something out of it.

It's a pity that the black stone is a tough black diamond, an ordinary ironcraft. There was no way to leave any scars on it—the iron drill in his hand was scratched on the hedr. But he could not bring the slightest stone chip, and knocked out a mark, and after a few strokes, the sitting child seemed to have exhausted all his patience, and simply threw the iron piece and the hammer, grabbed the spar and began to beat the ground violently. While smashing. While whispering to himself, it seems to be some curse that doesn't sound good. ***

But there were a few beatings. A sudden force came and snatched the stone from his hand. The violent friction caused the little ghost to let out a scream, but he immediately caught the curve of the stone in midair, and watched it fall into the hands of the young man not far away, and his scream turned into a roar of rage.

"Thief, robber, give it back to me, you damn stinky Shilogo!"

With a scream, there was a soft whoosh, and an arrow made of wood flew into the air!

Edward frowned, although this arrow was short, but it was very delicate—not to kill, but enough to leave some wounds on ordinary people.

Of course, for Edward, it was just a straw stick, and he wasn't even interested in using psionic energy, so he just turned his head and dodged it...... But by this time, the shrill had become: "Kill him, Raspuchin, kill this damned ...... who dares to commit the next offense."

Then, with a childish roar, the tall boy pulled out a long dagger out of nowhere and swooped down on him!

Obviously, this is a bit unpleasant.

Edward dodged slightly, grabbed his wrist and pushed it outward, and the little imp staggered with his fingers, and was carried by a force to drill two circles, and then mixed with one foot, and made intimate contact with the ground with a bang. And before he could get up with a roar, one foot had already pressed down on his back, making all his struggles in vain.

“…… Damn shitty ...... Uh, you scoundrel, you dare to rob me of my stuff and give Raspuchin to ...... I will sue my mother and tell her to go to the king and order the knight to kill you, cut off your head, and use it as a chair for me!"

It has to be said that although children are a kind of storage that is as dangerous and chaotic as animals. But they also possess a certain sensitive sense - the moment their companion is hit, the short man stops, and he lets out a series of curses, waving his little fists and shouting loudly, but he is very clever and begins to retreat.

"Oh...... Your stuff? then. How are you going to prove that it's yours?"

Seeing the little ghost in front of him widen his eyes, choked because he spoke too fast, his little face was flushed, and a strand of hair on his forehead was stubbornly curled, flicking in the air, Edward didn't think it was a little funny, so he simply teased him.

"I named it, his name, his name was Rohan!" The little imp rolled his eyes, and the lie came to his mouth.

"Oh, I see, but this doesn't prove anything, right, a name or something, just take one of them?"

"I'll call it, and it will say yes!"

"Really?"

"Of course, if you don't believe me, bring it and I'll tell you!" the little ghost said as a matter of course, and after Edward threw out the hedron tax for him to take, he muttered something in a low voice—he kept retreating under his feet, and finally suddenly took the hedron in his arms, turned around and ran!

After running a few dozen steps, he looked back at the young man who was still standing there. Raised a proud sharp chin: "In my hands is mine!

This time it wasn't someone repeating the same trick, but a shining and sharp thorn suddenly stretched out from the stone that the imp was holding tightly, and he had to let go of his hand. And the stone fell to the ground, and in an instant it swished back to the young man's hand, and the agile eight legs made the little one's eyes widen. I forgot about the pain in my hand.

But soon, he was crying.

Well, the cry also quickly stopped, because a voice sounded in his ears. lowly, but pointed straight to the atrium: "Remember this lesson, and before you play smart next time, you'd better think about whether it will be useful." ”

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"I thought it was a boy......"

The Psychic Warlock was stunned for a moment, then shook his head. Notice the extra sharpness of this little ghost's child's voice, as well as the sloppy gown on his body...... Well, it should be a dress.

A female emperor is not a big deal for the empire, after all, the gods of the heavenly realm also have at least one-third female gods. And in the long history of mankind. There are already a number of rulers on the entire continent who are as many as the stars in the sky, and the number of women is probably more than one-third - this is only a statistic among humans, and if the scope is extended to the main material plane, this number is probably doubled, but those who are deep underground and have the spider god queen as the main god. I'm used to having more than a dozen high-ranking housewives in each city

Coming from a country with the longest feudal society and the fiercest struggle for imperial power. This kind of struggle between the heirs of the emperor, he has heard too much. Sorrow and joy in the royal family. Turning and turning is always talked about—and that's why Edward rejects it the most. The change of throne always carries a strong smell of blood.

He didn't find any surprise on the other man's face.

He knew that his expression was also calm, but that was because he could control his body through guò self-hypnosis, as long as he wanted to. He can make any expression when he needs to, but the other party's expression is probably a little interesting-he should already know his whereabouts.

We have fulfilled the first part of the contract according to the contract, but Lord Edward. You seem to be breaking our agreement, and we have received the exact news that the Red Fox Clan has now gotten what they wanted, and that it was your handiwork.

"The terms of the contract are clear, and I have not violated them in the slightest so far, as for your feelings...... Hehe, I might as well say it again. That has nothing to do with me. Edward sneered, "I also hope that you can settle the balance at once." Now only two and a half million is needed, and that's enough. ”

“…… Well,"

This source of power requires an extremely precise bloodline, and unless something like Edward has an artifact level, it is very difficult to restrain it.

What power, what title. In the face of true power, it is all in vain......

He looked like he was five or six years old, but with cat-like eyes and brown hair. It is true that some deep blood ties can be seen.

If that's it

The girl is good-looking, or the blood of the Zorgen family. It's easier to produce handsome men and beautiful women...... That Tiberius is not bad—but this young lady seems to be a little cold by nature, and in her memory, she has not shown a trace of a smile since they met, except for calm, she is frowning.

Edward's brow furrowed imperceptibly.

"We can help you and send that paladin to you, I think, offending the Lansendel Church and dealing with such a big thing as an advent angel should definitely exceed three million platinum coins if measured in gold coins. The woman suddenly spoke.

"We don't ask what exactly is in the Imperial City, but we can provide you with the necessary assistance. The map you need, the route you enter, the fake identity, the necessary manpower, and even the opportunity you need to create, we can also provide you with the price of 300,000 platinum coins?"

Although this is not an impossible thing to guess, as long as you pay attention to his actions, it can be deduced, but it also shows that this Tiberius's energy is obviously higher than he expected.

"Help? If you just get your hands on something, it's pretty much the same. ”

"Well, could you describe to me what exactly you need?"

"Hmmm......"

Edward shook his head - although he could feel the existence of that fragment, but he had never met it at all, and that thing was automatically immune to detection, the spell of prophecy, and if he wanted to find it, he was afraid that he could only go to it himself.

And Anna Sui has no objection to this expression, in her opinion, what Edward needs is probably very important and cannot be revealed to them.

Basically, every experienced and powerful mage has a soft spot for the defense of his lair, and every ** division tower will contain countless dangerous traps, and a capital city like Illyria, the defense is naturally the most solid, and its defense array is jointly constructed by several ancient times, or even a dozen ** divisions, layer by layer, shrouding the city and the surrounding area, as long as the operation of the mage has a thought, the enemy will have to bear a great price. Even the ** division can't get the slightest bargain on the other party's territory - no matter how strong a person's strength is, it can't be compared to a city-level device, and if you want to suppress it, you can't do it unless you have the power of a god.

"The eight-pointed star of Illyria is not comparable to those ordinary beings, and legend has it that this kind of magic circle can even directly invade the mind of every creature in it, and any hostile creature will automatically be attacked. Anna Su said unhurriedly: "I admit that Your Excellency Edward, your strength is very strong, but if you want to break through this top-level magic circle that has been continuously strengthened for thousands of years, with your own strength, I am afraid it is not possible." ”

If you want to enter, you must have an internal response.

It is said that on the other side of the sea, on the southern continent, polygamy is also common, and the rulers there are famous for their harems with many beautiful women. (To be continued......)

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