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"Are you kidding?"

The young man whose name was named unsurprisingly showed a surprised expression: "Isn't His Majesty the King looking for me? Isn't His Majesty on the float in the square? I don't remember who I had the honor of being a member of the wedding staff?"

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However, the identity of this young man made them dare not make a mistake, so they could only pry their frozen faces: "I'm sorry, I mean, this is the will of His Majesty the King, so please come with us." Rest assured, if a qiēshun lì is a word, it will be over soon. ”

However, this is clearly lying.

Leaving the large, just passing the guò teleportation spell to reach the destination had already consumed nearly two hourglass scales, and at the end of the last teleportation, there was not a single window lattice around, and the passage was eeriely illuminated by the sparse magic light source, and it didn't look like a place that could quickly solve the problem.

Her eyes moved in the long corridor, and the sound of hollow echoing footsteps made the girl grit her teeth, because the nervous palms that revealed a layer of sweat were cold like ice cubes, and the sound of heartbeats seemed to be in her ears. The land is getting bigger and bigger.

Even if the blood could be replaced, the ritual would not have been completed if the official words were not uttered at the right time...... But now, it's clear that things have changed unexpectedly. In this way, will you be able to catch up?

The messy thoughts in her head made her bite her lip, not even knowing that there was almost blood oozing there.

At this moment, a hand suddenly reached over, and slender and powerful fingers held her hand, "Don't panic, there is enough time." A voice sounded in my heart, so calm that it seemed to be under control. She couldn't help but shake that hand. The temperature of her palm seemed to dispel the coldness on her hand at once.

But when the conscious action was over, her face turned red—or she didn't know if the flush meant shyness, anger, or something else, but fortunately, she was still composed, only trembling slightly. It didn't let the mages of the countries walking around see the flaws.

The group finally stopped at a door.

The caster leading the way pulled it open and made a gesture of please, but didn't seem to have any intention of entering...... Or maybe it's because the lines of the magic circle carved with Mithril on the door are shining with a strange brilliance.

The room behind the door is not large, and the furnishings are extremely simple. There were four white floor-to-ceiling walls, a table and several chairs, but in the room stood at least ten knights in full armor, all armed. Helmet covering, if not a slight movement of the chest. and the sound of breathing testifies to their lives, or may lead one to think that they are some kind of armor used for decoration.

And then. There were also two spellcasters standing in this room, one of them with a badge on his chest, already possessing six petals, and the other, with his shiny robes, as if woven with gold threads—each with its different characteristics actually meant the same thing, and their control over the energy of the magic web was at least beyond the level of their real name.

However, the eyes of the two people who walked into the room stopped in the corner of the room for the first time, and the figure curled up.

The bald young man who was looking up at this side was stunned for a moment when his eyes met, and then he involuntarily lowered his head to avoid the angry gaze mixed with disdain cast by the old master, but he quickly realized something, gritted his teeth and straightened his chest again!

Yes, what else is there to be afraid of at this time?

"First meeting, Your Excellency Viscount Edward. ”

A middle-aged man stood up from behind the table and drew everyone's attention to himself: "You can call me Count Vladimi." ”

A brief self-introduction made Edward, who prides himself on seeing more of the world recently, also moved.

"Count Vladimirovich, a marquis of the third class, head of the KKK of the Kingdom's Hidden Glory?"

In the lingua franca, the words kingdom, glory, and knighthood all begin with a single letter...... However, in the minds of civilians, this letter is not usually repeated many times, because it seems that the word killing also begins with this.

Well, fortunately, the name of this order is not very well-known, because despite the name of the Knights, in fact the work of this organization seems to be dedicated to some covert activities...... Well, to use a term familiar to Edward, it is the so-called espionage, assassination and the like, which are nothing more than sheltered in the name of the state. Therefore, the common people call it the royal agent, and in the mouths of the adventurers, these guys have a not-so-glamorous, and cave bear name, called jackal.

Their targets may never be the same as the cave bears, but the only thing they have in common is probably the number of these two types, both of which are equally large.

As for their leader, Vladimirovich Vladimirovich...... It is rumored that he controls seventy percent of the continent's secrets, and it is said that there are not many things in this world that he does not know, the contents of the three meals that hurt the gods, the proceeds that go down to the beggars on the roadside, and most importantly, they may appear with anyone at any time when these 'people' have done something that threatens national security.

But in fact, it is difficult for someone who has seen this imperial secret agent for the first time to associate that great name with the thin and withered middle-aged man in front of him.

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The Earl just nodded indifferently at the impolite up-and-down glance in the eyes of the young man in front of him.

"Don't worry, all the people here are members of my Knights. Motioning for them to enter the room, the secret agent introduced in a hoarse voice, "One more thing, rest assured, the helmets on their heads are specially designed, if not needed. Even if you shout in their ear, they won't hear a word. ”

"But don't they still be able to see it? Lip language doesn't seem to be difficult for some people. ”

"Well, yes, Viscount Edward. I've heard a little bit about you," the middle-aged man narrowed his eyes and smiled.

This is one of the most secret bases of the Knights of Glory, and it is within the range of the largest anti-magic force field in the palace, with the help of an astonishing circle of scale. The magic net was flattened and depressed in this space, even if the legendary great magician did not get permission from the center of that huge magic array. It is impossible to extract even a single trace of the power of the magic net here.

And the young man in front of him ......

After careful detection, he also had no storage of magical items on him that could break through this limitation. Even he has some kind of attainment in martial arts. But among the Guards Knights here, there are at least six of them who have the ability to approach the Great Knights. Sufficient to deal with possible problems...... All in all, at this time in this place, even if this young man really has the ability to be a ** teacher, he is also as harmless as a sheep...... That's how it should be.

But years of experience in contact with the dark world seemed to give old Vladimi a feeling, especially watching his stretched and meticulous movements, after entering the room, the almost identical footsteps and the calm and calm smile, especially the damn smile, made him feel that the young man in front of him seemed to be unaffected at all, as long as he wanted, he could kill him, and even kill everyone in the whole room, including the knights with high swordsmanship and the veterans under him...... It's as simple as crushing a swarm of ants.

The secret agent, who was already showing some signs of old age, shook his head, banishing the ridiculous idea out of his head.

Although he is indeed old, he has already realized three years ago that he can no longer hold back and have to run to the toilet two or three times at night...... But the little guy in front of him is just a child who can barely be called an adult. No matter how terrible it is, it will not make people feel the danger of this kind of process.

"Then, Your Excellency, Miss Shiruda, time is limited, let's get down to business, please take a closer look at the man in front of you, and answer me seriously, do you know him?" said the old man.

"I don't seem to have much to judge other than that he's a Krurodite, and as for impressions, Lord Count, you know who I am, and as a mage-apprentice I have so many things to learn and remember every day, it's impossible to pay attention to every inconspicuous detail. The Psychic Warlock raised his eyelids and replied nonchalantly.

"I know him, he is Rusa, the nephew of the Grand Leader of the Red Wind, and this time he followed Princess Cecilia to Romante as an apprentice. The woman from Krurod spoke, her voice gradually rising, "However, because he has no talent or interest in the study of magic, and his stubborn personality has caused a lot of damage, I have reported it to Her Royal Highness the Princess, stripped him of his apprenticeship, and ordered him to return to Krurod." Rusa, are you still staying here to disobey Her Highness the Princess's orders?"

"Your Royal Highness, your performance is very clumsy, do you really think that this trick can be used to deceive everyone?"

Faced with this accusation, the Krurod man named Rusa finally couldn't help but let out a sneer. He said with pride, his voice hoarse as if he hadn't eaten for several days:

"Forget it, I knew your trick from the beginning...... Although I don't have full knowledge of all your plans, I can still guess that the Great Shaman Barbaril is the shaman under your Golden Tent, an old acquaintance who has watched you grow. He's going to go along with your performance, and I think the only trick he can use is in the last part of Remnia, where you're going to have him secretly swap out the blood of His Majesty and Hilda? This kind of small trick has no value as long as it is exposed...... Now all he can carry with him is the sacrificial staff and robes, and I want to see how you can hide from the judgment of the great god at the end of the ceremony!

He let out a hahaha laugh and jumped to his feet, but was immediately held down by the two knights next to him, and the great force made him bend down, but he still stretched his neck and roared. From between Bai Sensen's teeth, there was a fine spittle, and the fine bloodshot in his eyes made him look like a beast in despair:

"You woman, you are cunning, but you are stupid. Do you think you can keep everyone in your hands? You can play with them like dolls and abandon them if you don't get your way, but maybe someone else will be like that, but I won't! I can't be your toy! It's a lion that will bite your neck! You're finished, Princess. You're done, do you hear that?"

"You ......" By the time he was halfway through his words, the woman's face was as pale as snow, and she glared at that terrible face. Her expression turned from surprise to anger, but just as she reached for the dagger hidden at her waist. The young man next to her was already holding her palm quietly.

"I don't understand, Your Excellency. ”

The Psychic turned his gaze to the head of the State Agent: "Judging by this man's words and deeds. It seems that anyone with some common sense should know that his spirit has been irreparably damaged, and that you have brought me here by the will of His Majesty, just so that I can see this madman's performance? Although I can understand your desire to add a little festive atmosphere to His Majesty's wedding, but to be honest, it is important for entertaining the public...... That doesn't seem like your business, it's not ridiculous at all, and if I could, I'd like to go back to His Majesty's wedding, and I don't want to miss out on a once-in-a-lifetime event. ”

"Don't worry, Your Excellency, I can understand your feelings, but because of the importance of the matter, I must take care of you, please explain the accusations made by this man against you and this young lady. ”

"I have nothing to explain, it seems to me that this is nothing more than some crazy words, not only to me, but also to His Majesty, Princess Cecilia and even to the Kingdom of Tuminis, if I were you, Your Excellency the Count, I would behead this madman at the first time. ”

"So, do you not accept his accusations against you?"

"It's something that doesn't exist in the first place, what do you want me to accept?"

Vladimi sighed, and the old mage shook his head at him, in fact, without his signal, the head of the spy had clearly seen the two crystals on his table, as well as the magic halo in the hands of the mage and the priest, at the same time, the blue color that represented the truth.

There is no lie, but the problem is that the words of the Krurod man are also true.

This tricky question.

But...... There is no way to solve it.

"Okay...... Since you say so. The Count sighed, and the magician in the room recited a short incantation.

In front of him, the crystal ball suddenly flashed with colorful light, and this light writhed, constructing a hazy picture, and then gradually clear, becoming a dull but complete scene.

The girl's face lost its bloodshot color once more, and her beautiful pupils dilated, staring straight at the phantom in the crystal...... For there the king and the princess in armor were standing silently, and in front of them a man in a long cloak had appeared in the vision, holding in his hand a wooden staff the thickness of a wrist, and the ancient patterns and exaggerated carvings were all over it, and he held the long battle aloft aloft and recited a subtle phrase, and then stretched out his hand to the men and women in costume before him, and with a smile the size of a fingernail, he cut a mark on their fingertips.

"See, see! Your plan is doomed to fail, Your Highness Princess, you have no hope!"

The young man named Rusa was still grinning, hahaha, even though the pain in his throat was like fire. Because he knew that it didn't matter if there was evidence or not, because it was enough for these two people to leave the room......

"Look, this can prove a qiē! Everyone can see how that fake maid was rejected by the great god,

He didn't seem to notice that the young enemy was just standing there relaxedly, a subtle silver light flickering in the depths of his gaze, but his pupils didn't seem to be focused on anything in the field.

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