/newmessage.php?tosys=1&title="Hearts Hunt Thrones."

Chapter Errors/Click here to report

Oops, it's still not over, sorry

Merry Christmas everybody, I'll keep writing, and I'll change it when I'm done......

――――――

The knights looked at each other and were speechless for a moment.

They can get drunk and make trouble, they can be unscrupulous, they don't even mind a private duel without a notary with the nobles who also wear knightly badges, or they can beat up the city guards who would otherwise be able to rule over them. Because they are immortal camps, they are civilian knights who have just been personally inspected and canonized by His Majesty the King, and they are heroes who have repelled the attack of the Empire, they may not have saved the kingdom head-on, but at least they have avoided a military disaster in the kingdom, so during this period of time, even the noble circle of Romandy must tolerate them, which is the preferential treatment they get by bloodbathing and killing and risking their heads on their belts.

However, this is a romante after all, and a third of the nobles of the empire are gathered in the city next to the chair of the emperor's majesty, and they can only provoke some of the same subordinates at will...... And the other at least a few thousand people are not characters who can be fooled by a small feat, they are all big people who can easily crush a ruffian knight like an ant with one finger.

And among them, the group of people who can't be offended the most are undoubtedly those mages.

But the problem is that now, they have inadvertently broken this taboo...... Although the figure seems to be nothing more than an imp who has just reached adulthood or may not have reached adulthood, the power of magic is by no means a product that can be distinguished by age alone.

Thinking of this, the expressions of several knights. It is full of grief and indignation comparable to heroic righteousness.

Who would have thought that a seemingly inconspicuous imp would be a genuine mage? Isn't a mage supposed to be ...... At the very least, they should be wearing robes and staffs, with a nice white beard, or someone with all kinds of mystical visions?

All right. Whether it is framed or unlucky, it is already meaningless, and it is impossible to reverse the situation.

So the key is, now that the daimyo of the Knight Commander is also ignored by the other party, how to deal with this matter?

"If you have a seed, you will kill your uncle, the people of the immortal camp. There are only decapitated warriors, no cowards begging for mercy!"

The terrible pain of crushing bones under the pressure was not something ordinary people could bear, but the big-chin knight turned pale. But he never forgot to shout.

Is it hard-boned?

No, it's because he knows better that begging for mercy at this time is not only a shame, but the final result is bound to be tragic - the military discipline of the demon wolf, fighting and making trouble. It's just ten leather whips, which can humiliate the undead battalion army, and the end is to cut off the head and expose the corpse. until dry.

But rhetoric doesn't lead to more comfortable results—the young man's fingers twitch slightly. The terrifying power in the air suddenly contracted, and the warrior's arm crackled like a crackling sound. Distort out a strange angle!

"I said it, I hate. The young man spoke slowly, his voice was calm, but it was chilling to the bone: "I have no interest in killing you, and it doesn't matter if any warrior is not a warrior, or a demon wolf or not, the matter is very simple, as long as you apologize to this young lady and repent of your actions, I will keep your knees and let you kneel." ”

"You...... Don't even think about it!" the knight roared, and the terrible pain made him have to vent in this way......

In fact, the piercing pain should have made him faint a long time ago, but he found that no matter how much he relaxed, his mind was still clear!

"Wrong answer. ”

The words of the young man, cold, calm...... At the same moment, the irresistible force twisted the knight's arm again! With a clucking sound, the white joints came out from under the skin, and the blood slowly sprayed! The air was suddenly filled with a disgusting blood!

Although the few knights around were elites who had seen blood killings and were accustomed to killing people, they were also short of breath. Eclipsed.

Edward tugged at the corners of his mouth,

Since he was able to be selected into the team of the demon wolf Rudolph, and the guy who was able to survive the big assault behind enemy lines, he was naturally mentally strong and worthy of being called a fierce veteran of a hundred battles.

However, in Edward's opinion, that is what it is.

What about the knights? What about the demon wolf? If you have nothing to do, you can run to your side and pretend to be a tiger?

Don't make a fuss, or he didn't care about it before, and he was really angry, he could also think of some other ways to make the other party suffer some dumb losses to make himself happy.

But now, he doesn't want to do that.

Heart-pounding silence.

Everyone even held their breath. Something called horror was running through the nerves, like a small poisonous insect writhing in its belly.

But there are also people who are more sober

A knight standing on the side had a sinister look in his eyes. Slowly, moving his steps around in a small circle, he had already unconsciously circled to the man's side when everyone looked at each other. And the two hands slowly drooped, and they already grasped the grips of the two heavy throwing axes on the side of their waists.

The power of magic was terrifying, and no matter how tenacious that companion was, he would never have escaped complying with the mage's request.

He was well aware of this.

But succumb to violence and kneel down to a woman to admit your mistakes?

For civilians, this may not be a big deal, but now that they are knights, they have seen the sea of swords, mountains and fires, and have passed through the life and death situation, if they still want to be like this, it is better to die happily! Even if this incident passes, he can leave a life, and the future experience will inevitably be accompanied by a white eye and a cold shoulder-after all, the young legion commander is afraid that he will never let him stay in the immortal camp again, and what good will happen to him in the end if he is expelled from the knights? The best thing is that he will die in disgrace and be the result of a generation of grievances.

So, it had to be solved in some other way.

The power of the mage is great, but it is not invincible. The undead battalion attacked the city within the territory of the empire, and the imperial mages killed were not a hundred but eighty, although they were still in awe of its power. But there is also some cognition, not the kind of brainless blind worship of civilians.

Spellcasters rely on sounds, movements, and materials to communicate with the web, and even those who rely on the talent of the bloodline to cast spells cannot be exempt from certain necessary preparations, so if you want to defeat them, you must do it before they do it. And the mage's body is so fragile - the affinity of magic means that it is impossible to equip armor, and if it loses the help of magic, a long sword. A short knife or even a wooden stick can take their life away.

This little ghost looks like he is only a teenager, where can his ability go against the sky?

The knight's eyes widened in horror.

He clearly saw the weapon swung out of the man's body, but when the mallet fell, the front was inexplicable...... It's already his own companion.

There are no mantras. No gestures, no preparation that should be in memory.

Is this magic?

"Oops, there's no fun to play with now. Facing the red, white and white space, the unscrupulous psychic shook his head.

This is undoubtedly a serious crime...... The city guards are even unbearable. The representative is

An azure burqa was pinned to a sativa badge, a symbol of good luck and the emblem of a formal mage. Simply put, three-leaf and four-leafed. It represents the three and four rings of the magic net. There is also a saying that the three slices of alfalfa represent talent, hard work and the tempering of time. A full-fledged mage must rely on these qualifications in order to continue to advance on the road of magic, as for the four-leaf alfalfa, it is a metaphor for the gap between the four-ring and five-ring mages) Although it is only one step away, if you want to touch the door of truth, sometimes you need not only those three conditions, but also some luck to do it.

And there is no doubt that a little bit of this luck is missing.

The mage and his

He was still sitting there, with the fork of his right hand, on a small plate on the table

It doesn't seem to be a stupid person, so he can restrain his subordinates......

He didn't see what had just happened, and could only infer from the form in front of him, but no matter what, it was obvious that this matter could not end lightly.

After all, the immortal camp killed people. This matter can never be done so lightly.

His Excellency the Mage narrowed his eyes and looked at the large-looking young man in front of him, still rudely chewing on the pieces of meat.

He looked like he was about fourteen or fifteen years old, and no matter what those ruffians looked like, he knew that at this age, there were no real mages - they might have access to the third and fourth layers of the magic web, but the real experience of spell casting. But it's far from enough...... Oh, this guy looks even worse, he's holding an apprentice's badge in his hand?at this age and hasn't touched the third ring of the magic web, so it stands to reason that this guy's future achievements will be. That is, it is extremely limited, at best, it is like this, prostrate in front of the gate of the real name.

He shook his head in exasperation and threw the depressing fact out of his head.

Which of the rules of the apprenticeship mixed into the great aristocratic descendants of the Academy?

It doesn't look like much, from the small Romante to the big Tuminis, I haven't heard of the brown-haired aristocrats, as for those second- and third-rate characters. With his own identity, he is also enough to suppress it.

Knights were not really nobles, they had no fiefs, no hereditary rights. It's just a slave who serves the truly privileged, but even a generation of nobles is still a nobleman. Aristocrats are noble, and unlike commoners who are deadly, they have many privileges. This is the basis of domination on the entire continent,

If you can't get back an explanation, I'm afraid that Your Excellency the head of the regiment will definitely not be able to forgive yourself. When this undead battalion was mobilized, the young legion commander had spoken. Everyone can get into trouble, as long as they do it right. When the sky falls, he can carry it for everyone, but if he loses the face of the legion, then it is best to be ready to lose his head.

The soft-footed shrimp of those city guards are nothing, even if they brought out two national mages, the matter of a few knights fighting, it was insignificant, and in the end, the deputy head of the regiment came forward and talked with the city guards for a few words, and the matter was hasty,

But this little guy ......

The way of sound is the most despicable lingua franca grammar, and what kind of noble descendant is a vulgar commoner there, even a merchant with some wealth, who will not let his descendants speak in such a lowly way.

Come to think of it, how could a real mage apprentice have time to wander around the streets? Vincent doesn't have a big name in the kingdom with the surname Vincent, and if this is not a pseudonym, then most of the family to which this little belongs is nameless

A little mage apprentice, relying on a few not-so-good magic items, bullying and bullying these uninformed soldiers...... Fools who don't know the height of the sky and the height of the earth, think that they can be fearless when they step through the door of magic?

"This young lady doesn't seem to have been hurt in any way, right?" the mage snorted coldly, for some reason, when the other party looked at him, the hazy light in those eyes made it seem difficult for him to keep calm: "But our knights have suffered several casualties, and they all have knighthoods canonized by His Majesty the King,"

"Isn't my friend pretty?"

“...... Be. ”

The abrupt question made Contero stunned, but the answer was from the heart, he had just admired the appearance of this girl in his heart, even in Romandy, who was a rare beauty.

Then the next moment, the mage was a little annoyed,

The hint of banter on the other party's face made him aware of his mistake: so he coughed dryly, and his voice couldn't help but be an octave higher: "Apprentice, you'd better talk to me seriously!"

"Of course I'm serious. Do you think I'm joking with you? Do you think I have that time?"

"You!"

The imp shrugged his shoulders and made a helpless motion. And looking at that damn lazy expression, the mage could barely hold back his anger!

"Well, please imagine how much damage this unfortunate encounter will cause to her heart, such a beautiful woman, whose heart is so weak and kind?" Fortunately, before the mage broke out, the hateful imp spoke at the right time: "Isn't this kind of psychological injury considered harm? If this encounter affects her happiness in her life, for example, makes her have an incorrect dislike or misunderstanding of men, then do you think that money or material things can compensate for it?"

Contero couldn't help but nod again.

This knee-jerk action was so remorseful that the mage almost wanted to blow his head off with a fireball when he was sober in the next moment!

What kind of bizarre argument is this! This damn little ghost, is he playing with himself? No, some kind of psychological trauma! He's just playing with himself!

Squeezing the staff in his hand hard, his voice almost squeezing out between his teeth.

"This Edward Court ...... In short, Edward's Apprentice, there is no basis for what you say, and we have no reason to believe that this so-called psychological trauma will have such a big impact, not to mention that Sam Knight has already been killed by you, and the damage we have received is even heavier than that, and it seems that you have to pay some price for this. ”

"I didn't kill this guy, you have to be held accountable, go to the one with the hammer," the strange expression on the other party's face made the psychiocher frown, but the improvement in his mood did not make him want to calm down: "Besides, death can compensate for all crimes and responsibilities?

The soon-to-be-youngest count of the kingdom, the famous leader of the Demon Wolf Legion, was silent, and his face turned pale.

This young knight had only been in charge for more than half a year, and a month ago, he was actually just a little-known little thousand-man leader, so no one had ever seen this young man with such an expression, even his subordinates in the audience.

A precursor to a storm?

But he knew that he didn't have any reason for this (to be continued......

**(**By the book friend high-quality hand-typed update speed super fast (genius one second to remember)

Genius remembers [Aishang Novel Network] in a second biquge.info provides you with wonderful novels to read.