"At least thirty horsemen broke through the gates. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoFrom the open space of the manor to the dungeon, there are traces of fierce fights everywhere. ”

In the vineyard manor, the knight under the tricolor irises, the Lord of the Seychelles, dressed in turquoise tracing plate armor, frowned, and stroked the iron gate of the manor, which had been deformed by the impact.

Many knights around him scattered, searching the corpse-strewn but long-deserted Manor, trying to find the slightest clue.

Just listen to the thin-haired Lord of the Seychelles, who said cautiously:

"There was a massive battle between the two sides, and at least half an hour ago, there was probably chaos here. It was clear that the Bloods had lost the battle, and that the corpses on the ground were only those of the Blood Slaves, and that matched the number reported by the fleet when transporting them across the sea. ”

"Judging from the wounds of the corpse, the other party used high-purity silver weapons, and they came prepared. ”

"The Corleone clan is gone, and if they were either wiped out and their bodies taken, they were captured alive, or they fled, or all three. In any case, we no longer have to worry about the secret they are hiding - either in the hands of the enemy or without a trace. ”

But neither was good - Seychelles' heart sank, and his right hand, which was wearing an iron glove, stroked what little hair he had left.

Another voice came from the rear: "The only good news is that the Duke was not going to use them in the first place, so they don't know our plans and actions either. ”

I saw the well-groomed Lord Cassian, another knight with a knighthood, standing up from the corpse of a blood slave on the ground and looking at the Seychelles.

"It's my fault, I'll go and ask the Duke for guilt later. The neat and well-groomed Knight Cassion's face was terribly heavy, but the noble knight did not shirk his responsibility, and he said with a solemn expression and suppressed emotion:

"It was I who overlooked the large group of cavalry that I found on the road. Now it seems that they were the ones who raided the Vine Manor. If we had been moving at full speed, we might have been able to intercept them. ”

But Seychelles didn't think so, and his instincts told him that the cavalry that raided the vineyard was very strange, and even if they intercepted it, it might not end well.

Even though both he and Cassien are Finish Knights of the Arc.

But Seychelles knew that now was not the time to strike a blow at his friend, and he was already full of blame for his previous mistakes caused by carelessness.

"Two issues need to be addressed urgently. Seychelles' gaze swept over the mottled walls of the manor and into the house.

"First, who they really are. ”

"Second, why they came. ”

Cassian followed his friend into the hall, and although he had smelled blood before, he couldn't help but turn his face when he saw the bloody scene in the hall.

Unlike Seychelles, who worked as a mercenary in the Eastern Continent and lived with a knife every day, Cassien's background was much better than that of his colleagues. Back then, when the old duke personally named him a knight, he was still a high-ranking finishing swordsman who had just finished his training from the Tower of End, a hairy boy with a great future.

When he became a Knight of the Arc, Cassion hadn't endured the gore outside of jousting tournaments for too long.

"We will send people out at once, and if we pursue them in all directions, we may be able to catch the clues of these cavalrymen. Cassion looked at the blood-sucked corpse on the table in disgust, frowned, and said:

"If they are members of a certain family, then entering the major aristocratic manors in Dongcheng District is the best cover. ”

But his colleague, the Lord of the Seychelles, shook his head, remembering the rabbits roaming the galloping grasslands of the Eastern Continent, and no matter how many elaborate traps the herdsmen of the Kisherri tribe had, they always managed to survive.

Their natural predators are only those falcons that soar in the sky and take in everything.

Seychelles followed the bloodstains in the direction of the dungeon and objected: "We have been high-profile enough. Send people to pursue the various estates in Dongcheng District, and after we offend the entire upper class of Xingchen, we will probably be able to find their clues. ”

"Since we can't grasp their identities, we can only figure out why they came. Cassion lifted an undendable lamp, covered his mouth and nose, cursed the insatiable vampires, and walked down the stone stairs down the blood-soaked dungeon, a hazy voice echoing between the dim walls:

"This is a temporary residence lent to the Blood Vials to entertain and hide the masters of the Corleone family, but neither Nekra nor Corleone is nowhere to be found. ”

"It's an open secret in the circle that the Blood Vials are behind us and the Cullen family. As for the Corleone family's help, it has always been our secret contact, and once they are discovered, they will most likely be involved in our plans. ”

"All the families involved in the 'Nova' are more or less aware of that plan, this is not a concern," the Lord of Seychelles, who walked in the thick bloody air, but did not feel any difference at all, calmly analyzed: "I have already sent someone to report to the Duke, and the contact of the Blood Vials will come soon." But what secrets are the Corleone family hiding that would provoke such a group of people?"

Holding the lamp and trying to maintain his appearance, Cassian stopped in one of the ruins of the dungeon, looking around in confusion.

It can be seen that this ruin was originally a prison cell, but at this moment it has completely changed:

It was as if it had undergone terrible destruction, with iron fences, chains, and wall stones shattered into fine pieces and spread in pieces throughout a limited number of cells.

It's like someone chopped it up.

"The dungeon is also the blood bank of the Bloodline. Seychelles said coldly: "It seems that some people don't like it very much." ”

"Whether it's the vampires, the Blood Vials, or even the invaders, why would they- destroy the dungeon like this, vent their anger?" asked Cassion, puzzled.

"They didn't destroy the dungeon," Seychelles said, picking up a small piece of black mysterious stone material engraved with some strange patterns and words, and his face was solemn: "It's a prison cell—I'm afraid, some terrible character who was locked up here has escaped, and the cavalry who rushed in with him 'cleansed' the bloody manor." ”

If Tails were here, I'm afraid he would have applauded the sparse-haired knight: his guess was infinitely closer to the truth.

"This level of shattering," Cassian, who frowned tightly, looked at the extent of the destruction of the dungeon and exclaimed in amazement, "Only a master of the Extreme Realm can do it." ”

"Nope. Seychelles' eyes suddenly became strange, and he took the mysterious black bulk material in his hand and said:

"Judging by the shape, this stone is probably part of some shackle. ”

"I suspect it's this shackle that locks up the mysterious man. ”

The next moment, the black stone on his left hand was thrown into the air by him.

Seychelles' eyes sharpened, and the cross gauntlet saber on the left side of his waist was instantly unsheathed.

The sharp blade of the sword slashed through the mysterious black stone.

At that moment, there was no sound.

A second later, invisible ripples, invisible as the air squeezed, spilled through the narrow dungeon.

Tear deep giant cracks in the surrounding walls!

Behind him, Cassien nodded approvingly, this perfect sword is just the right blend of precision, speed, and ingenuity, even if it is the "Flower of the Fortress".

The sound of the sword slashing through the stone finally came.

"Boom!"

The sound is crisp and sparks are splashing.

"Boom!"

The strong wind caused by swinging the sword can also reach the ears at this time.

I saw that the sword of the Seychelles was within reach, and a piece of earth and stone fell from the four walls in unison. Wherever the strong wind went, the cell was suddenly dusty!

The inextinguishable lamp in Cassian's hand was instantly extinguished by the strong wind.

The strong wind disappears.

Seychelles' face did not move, and his sword was unsheathed.

Cassion covered his mouth and nose, and though he hated the dust, he turned on the lamp again, bent down, and rummaged through the dirt and rocks.

When Cassian brought the black mysterious stone to Seychelles, the two looked at each other.

The two Extreme Realm Finishers both saw surprise and fear in each other's eyes.

The black stone that had been slashed by the blade of the Extreme Realm Master was lying in Cassian's hand completely and unharmed at this moment.

The two were silent for a long time, until Cassian spoke with difficulty:

"Looks like I'm wrong again, this level of destructive power—"

Cassian, who was pale, turned his head and looked at the shattered cell, his face full of disbelief:

"Not even a Polar Realm master can do it!"

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Eleven o'clock in the evening.

In the bedroom on the third floor of the Mindis Hall, Tails, who was the protagonist of the discussion between the two Extreme Knights of the Grassy Manor, was sitting awkwardly on the bed after getting rid of the catastrophe and getting neat again.

He was stunned to look at the court lady in front of him, who was in his forties but still had the same charm, and there was a beautiful mole on the corner of his mouth.

It's a pity—Tails thought—if only I had been gentle.

"This is the heir to the kingdom you are looking after?"

"Are you barbarians?"

"Your Majesty has entrusted you with his bloodline!The future of the stars!Not a gray monitor lizard that can be thrown to the island and live!"

"You don't even care for a gray monitor lizard like this!"

The majestic lady of the court, with a domineering roar, reprimanded two of His Majesty's most trusted subordinates, Count Gilbert Cassel and Jodel Cato's bodyguard, both of whom bowed their heads in obedience.

"His daily diet is bread and beef? Do you know that he is growing his body?"

"Have you ever bathed him? Don't tell me that wiping it with water is called washing!"

"Can't you see that his wounds all over his body need to be cared for? bandages?

"You haven't taught him how to dress properly, don't use lack of time as an excuse!"

"What kind of bed did you find him? This quilt and pillow is a child killer!"

"You don't allow him to be in the open air? Do you know how important sunlight is to growth?"

"Safety, don't make excuses! wasn't he kidnapped right under your noses when he was indoors?"

"Arrange for me to get that little vampire girl's room a hundred meters away!

"From tomorrow onwards, in addition to protection and teaching, you give me ten meters away from him!"

"You two useless men!"

After a long while, when Ginny's angry sermon was over, she threw the two "useless men" out of Tails' room ("Go and prepare everything on my list for me at once!"—Ginny), and then suddenly turned around.

Frightened, Tails, who was drinking water and watching a show with a glass on the bed, shrank back half a meter.

Looking at Ji Ni's fierce gaze, the traverser remembered his former high school homeroom teacher.

But Genie just looked at Tails hesitantly and complicatedly, and finally sighed softly.

She smiled reluctantly, and said as softly as she could:

"Don't be afraid, Tails. ”

"You're safe now, and you're going to be safe. ”

"During your month in the Mindis Hall, I am in charge of your daily life. ”

Tails swallowed a mouthful of water and nodded, "Thank you, uh-"

Ji Ni took his words gently:

"I am Geni Bakwe, a lady of the first rank, a loyal friend and servant of your father, and a ...... Well, how do you say it......" At this point, Geni paused, as if thinking about something.

But in the end, she still raised her eyebrows, as if "I think of what words to use", and said decisively:

“...... and his lover. ”

Tails didn't hold it, and sprayed a mouthful of water on the bed.

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In a road not far from Mindith Hall, yodel appeared in the void and fell to one knee in front of a burly figure.

"You should go in and have a look. Yodel said hoarsely.

But the sturdy figure was just silent.

It's been a long time.

"Just like twelve years ago, you're always making choices that deviate from what you intended. The sturdy figure slowly spoke: "Even if you know where he comes from and have seen his mother." ”

Yodel knew that the other party was not talking about the Vine Manor.

"But you sent Gilbert here. Yodel bowed his head slightly: "You are also hesitating. ”

The sturdy figure was silent for a long time.

Finally, he glanced up at the lights in the room on the third floor, then turned decisively and left, surrounded by a group of elite guards covered in silver armor.

Only the lonely figure of the masked guard was left, kneeling in the moonlight.