"Exactly, Venerable, that is my most outstanding prince, and he has even realized the mark of the dragon god on his own, but now he has died tragically in front of me, and with the magistrates of the Holy Light Academy obstructing me in every way, I can't avenge my son. ”

Habia III's voice was sad, and his eyes looked fiercely at Sean in the air.

As soon as these words came out, not only Elena frowned, but even the rest of the magistrates were a little displeased, and Balmain was even more angry, and he no longer cared about the gray-shirted old man at the moment, and opened his mouth to scold: "You old boy is so unreasonable, your son died in the peak duel, it can only be said that his strength is not good, if everyone dies like you and wants to take revenge, then the peak duel will not have to be carried out, have you ever seen anyone else jump out to take revenge?"

"Huh...?" The gray-shirted old man was stunned for a moment, first glanced at Balmain, then his eyes fell and stared at Habya III, frowned and slowly spoke: "I am also familiar with the qualification challenge of the Holy Light Academy, although I don't know the rules of this peak duel, but since this magistrate has said so, what do you have to worry about?"

Butian watched this scene from afar and his head was sweating, he could hear the taste, and said secretly in his heart: "Good girl, this old guy's frame is really not ordinary, and he actually spoke to Habia III like this, and there was a faint sense of reproach and lesson in his tone." ”

Habya III could also hear the reproach in the gray-shirted old man's tone, as if he didn't intend to pay attention to the matter, and was a little anxious in his heart at the moment, and hurriedly said: "Venerable... My eldest son was killed back then, and you advised me to calm things down and put the country's society first, and although I was unwilling at that time, I also obeyed your advice.

But today, my proudest Wu'er has been killed again, and the enemy is still in front of me, does His Holiness still want me to choose to settle the matter and expose this matter?"

"This..."The gray-shirted old man was obviously stunned when he heard this, his brows furrowed, and his eyes swept to the group of magistrates, as if he was weighing the pros and cons.

Seeing this scene, Habia III immediately struck while the iron was hot and continued: "I know that this practice is breaking the rules of the Holy Light Academy, but the revenge of killing the son is not shared, and I have also made concessions in this matter, as long as the kid who killed my son is willing to take my palm, after a palm, no matter whether it is life or death, the revenge of killing the son will be written off." ”

"Take your palm...?" the gray-shirted old man looked at Habia III with a strange look on his face.

At this time, Sean couldn't help laughing out loud, his laughter was full of mockery, and he said coldly: "You made a concession? The lord of a country who is a quasi-high-level is going to let a junior whose strength has just stepped into the middle level take over your palm, regardless of life or death?... Could it be that under this palm, with your quasi-high-level strength, you can't kill a mid-level 3 junior?"

When Sean said this, the strange color on the gray-shirted old man's face became even stronger, as if he wanted to laugh out loud, but in order to protect the face of Habia III, he endured it.

Habya III's face showed hideousness, and he almost gritted his teeth and said word by word: "This palm, he has to take it, if he takes it, there is a chance of survival, if he doesn't take it, even if he abandons the position of the grand duke, I will kill people to avenge my son."

His Holiness... You said many years ago that I could make a request to you in my lifetime, and it would satisfy me as long as it was within your means.

Today... I would like to make this request and ask His Holiness to fulfill it. ”

After that, Habya III lowered his head and stroked his chest, his face showed a determined expression, and the killing intent in his eyes was undiminished, but he was determined not to let go of Butian.

The gray-shirted old man stared at him, his face gradually became stern, he stared at Habia III, and said in a low tone for a while: "Do you really plan to do this? According to the rules of the Holy Light Academy, if you kill someone at this time, presumably the relationship between my Crook Principality and the Holy Light Academy will fall to the freezing point, and you will also become the biggest sinner in my Crook Principality."

At that time, it will not only be as simple as depriving you of the position of Grand Duke, you will be burdened with infamy, and even leave a stain on the annals of history.

Have you thought about it?"

As these last few words were asked, a huge coercion that shocked the depths of the soul suddenly erupted from the gray-shirted old man, like a soul storm that swept the heavens and the earth, making most of the people present have bloodless faces, and even more of them fell to the ground, trembling.

Habiya III's body trembled, and his face showed a complicated look of struggle, but in the end, it was gradually replaced by murderous hatred, gritting his teeth and saying fiercely: "I have made up my mind, no regrets and no complaints!"

Seeing this, the gray-shirted old man sighed in a low voice, and then his face became flat, and he said softly: "Who is the person who killed your son?"

Habiya III's face was overjoyed, and he quickly swept his gaze away, locked on Butian from afar, and pointed viciously: "This is the son." ”

Sean became extremely gloomy the moment the gray-shirted old man's words came out, and there was a faint fire of rage in his eyes, but considering the strength of the gray-shirted old man, he could only suppress the anger in his heart for a while, but his figure flew towards Butian and galloped away.

Looking at Sean's figure without hesitation, Elena frowned, and finally bit her lip, and unfolded her body suddenly, also swept towards the place where Butian was.

This scene was seen by the gray-shirted old man, and his eyes flickered, looking at Butian, who was standing far away and did not show a panicked color.

Feeling the old man's gaze sweeping, Butian smiled at the corner of his mouth, but he didn't look at him with any effort.

Such a calm attitude made the gray-shirted old man look at him for a moment, revealing a strange look, but in the end, he still sighed, looked at Habia III and said: "Although you have made up your mind, I still have to think about the national fortunes of the Principality of Crook.

And since this kid has stepped into the ring of the pinnacle duel of my Principality of Crook, he should also be a citizen of my Principality of Crook. In principle, as a martial saint who protects the country, I should protect him thoroughly. ”

Speaking of this, the gray-shirted old man had a difficult face, but he seemed to remember the request made by Habia III earlier, and finally shook his head and smiled bitterly: "... Ay... That's it... I can make the decision for you in this matter and let this kid take over your palm, but in order not to be truthful, I will temporarily seal your energy aura, so that you only have the peak power of the intermediate level 5.

And, after this palm, if the son is not dead, you must not seek revenge again, not only can you not seek revenge, but also give him a certain compensation, so that he can also put forward a request that can be met, and if this son finally dies, you must also give him a good burial, add a title, and give him a title. ”

"This..."

Habia III hesitated, but after noticing the gray-shirted old man's gradually displeased expression, he hurriedly said, "Okay... As His Holiness said. ”

"Come to think of it, with my strength, even if I am sealed with an energy aura and lowered to the intermediate level 5, it is more than enough to kill a junior who is only the intermediate level 3 with one palm. ”

At the request of the gray-shirted old man, Habiya III's eyes flickered, and he gradually relaxed.

The conversation between the two was not too disguised, as long as there were some people with some strength, they could hear it clearly, and their faces were immediately different, but most of them looked at Butian with sympathy, and sighed in their hearts that this son would die here.

Sean sneered, there was no fear on his face, and his body landed beside Butian, the meaning of maintenance was obvious, as if anyone who wanted to be unfavorable to Butian had to pass him first, even high-level giants were no exception.

Elena's figure was close to her eyes, revealing complexity, and she was silent and stood in front of Butian with Sean.

Although she didn't speak, her attitude and position were equally firm, maybe it wasn't for Butian, but because Sean made a choice, so she made the same decision.

What is the joy of life, what is the fear of death, if there is a confidant and a red face along the way, then you should fight the sword and sing the song.

Butian's eyes gradually softened, looking at the backs of the two people in front of him, there seemed to be a warm current stirring in his heart.

Although this back is not tall, at this moment, in Butian's eyes, the backs of the two turned into mountains and condensed into the earth, and when he needed it most, they stood in front of him to block the storm and block a crisis.

"Two... The old man's previous words, I think you have also heard in your ears, it is inevitable that my Crook Principality and the Holy Light Academy will be at odds, and the old man will not want to do anything with you. Let's hear what this little guy thinks... It's never too late to make a decision. ”

The gray-shirted old man was smiling and polite, thinking that if it wasn't necessary, he really didn't want to offend the behemoth of the Holy Light Academy.

"This matter is non-negotiable, since I Sean stepped into the quasi-high level, I haven't really fought with all my strength, and today I want to learn something... How strong is the high-level? Sean's face was cold, his whole body was full of magic as he spoke, the storm aura was opened, and Senbai's pupils exuded dazzling brilliance, and for a while, the whistling wind suddenly rose, rolling up the sky full of raindrops and gathering into a spring.

Seeing this, Elena beside her did not hesitate, and was about to go all out to open the aura when the energy in her body surged, but at this time, Butian's voice suddenly came out: "Sean senior... Elena-sama... Please stop for now. I am willing to accept this palm. ”

When these words came out, Sean and Elena were both stunned, and their movements paused, while Nahabia III's eyes lit up, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Brent... Now is not the time for you to mess around, you've had enough of it today. Elena was stunned for a moment, and her face suddenly showed anger, and she turned to stare at Butian with sharp eyebrows, and there was a bit of hatred in her tone.

Not only Elena, but even Sean frowned, and there was a faint hint of displeasure in his eyes when he looked at Butian.

Anyone who defends a person in every possible way and solves troubles for him, finds that the person he defends still seems to be reckless and nonsense, I am afraid that he will be extremely disappointed in his heart, and even have a feeling of whether he has seen the wrong person.