"My Royal Highness, it should be Weber Velvet......" An attractive male voice suddenly sounded, and out of the shadow of the forest stepped out another man, who should have been called Brad by the maiden just now.

This is a handsome and slender knight, at least in terms of attire, he is definitely a knight. However, the only fly in the ointment is probably that the style of the armor is a bit old, which in Weber's opinion is at least the popular style of the last century.

The long blond hair looks diametrically opposed to the girl just now, full of the smell of dazzling sunshine. It's just that the coldness revealed in the same blood-red eyes, and the sarcastic smile on the corner of the mouth, make people can't help but feel chills in their hearts.

"So, what should we do with these people?" Her Royal Highness the Princess...... "Another tall knight walked out from behind the two, his black armor was the opposite of the knight just now, and he blended perfectly into the shadows of the woods.

The black knight has short black trivial hair, and the hard facial lines make him look serious and serious, which is diametrically opposed to the cynicism of the white knight just now.

The solid muscles on his body that could not be covered by armor could be seen even by Webb from a long distance, which was completely opposite to the slender white knight just now.

And the common denominator between them, apart from the appearance of the knight, is only the pair of scarlet eyes.

The black greatsword he held in his hand, even when inserted in the sheath, exuded a terrifying viscous magic.

'At least it's a treasure, or even an artifact,...... Webber speculated in his mind. But neither of these speculations was the answer Weber was looking for.

"I don't know if Her Royal Highness the Great Black Princess is here, what's the matter, it doesn't have to come to us little people......" Webber said with a forced smile in the face of the malicious magic that the three of them had unintentionally exuded, as well as the prestige that had been recited for a long time.

However, the black princess only glanced at him lightly, said nothing, and continued to communicate with the two knights beside her.

'Don't you take us seriously at all...... But this is also normal, after all, there are three people in the Dead Apostle Council opposite, the sixth, eighth, and ninth, all of whom are the top figures in the continent. Nature doesn't take us seriously. If all the directors and professors of the clock tower were to come, maybe they would be able to look at each other. Webb thought to himself self-deprecatingly.

The black girl known as the 'Black Princess' raised her lips lightly, ignored Weber, and then said to the two knights, "Whatever. Brand. Do you have any ideas?"

The white knight casually swept over the magicians who were overwhelmed by the trio. Shaking his head in disappointment: "Forget it, there are no beautiful and delicious teenagers here, and I have no interest in other people." ”

Casual eyes and tones. It's like picking a flock of livestock and poultry, which makes people angry. But no one could rise up in anger at this time, because their hearts were filled with fear and despair that rose from the depths of their souls.

The magicians here are all magicians who have been immersed in the magic field all year round, so naturally there can't be any beautiful boys in this kind of crowd, at least without deliberately using magic to change, it is unlikely that there will be such a person who has reached the fourth or fifth ring magic level at that age.

As for Weber, a genius who had reached the level of a fourth- or fifth-ring magician at that age, he was now thirty years old, and he was no longer a beautiful boy.

Well, even when Weber was young, he was definitely not a beautiful boy, at most he was just a beautiful boy.

"Really...... Forget it, these guys will be handed over to you, Sturlut. The black princess said.

The casual tone was not at all like facing a senior magician and a large number of mid-ring magicians, as if he was just a group of ordinary people who were not threatening.

"Yes, as you order, Your Highness Eltruki. As he spoke, he brandished the pitch-black magic sword and rushed towards Webb and the others.

The magician, filled with fear and despair, was killed one by one by the black knight almost without any resistance, and the blood splattered made the knight's eyes glow even more terrifyingly.

The blood on the black greatsword, combined with the shallow smile on his face, made him look particularly hideous and terrifying.

Webber couldn't do anything about such a scene, so he could only mobilize his magic in front of him and try to slow down Stulut's footsteps.

But even so, the black knight soon came to him.

After slashing the neck of a secondary instructor with a single sword, he finally approached Webber and Sora beside him.

But when he imagined the other magicians killing them both, Webber finally showed his prowess as the director of the Clock Tower.

Although he could not compare to any of the three Dead Apostles, he still had plenty of means to retreat calmly if he was only facing one of them as he was now.

As a magic spell enveloped Webber and Sora's bodies, as well as the surrounding space, Sturut's black greatsword was about to touch Webber's body, and the two suddenly disappeared into the eyes of the three dead apostles.

"Is it true that to deal with such a senior great magician, you should use all your strength from the beginning, at least to hold him off and prevent him from escaping?"

Having said that, his expression was very indifferent to such a result, and for them, the great magician was not a threat now.

"Ha Lu Ha...... Look at your embarrassment, you have simply lost the face of our black princess faction, and you can actually let the enemy leave in this situation, is this great magician very powerful?" The handsome white knight, who was a little feminine, said sarcastically without hesitation.

"Hmph......" The Black Knight didn't say much, just snorted heavily in his mouth, and then shook the big sword in his hand and glared at Brand with murderous intent.

'Do you want to try and see what happens when I fight you?'

"It's scary, it's scary......" Brand saw Sturut's expression and movements, and exaggerated to make a very fake look of panic that anyone could see. But the cold eyes and the magic that slowly mobilized still made people know the true thoughts and intentions in his heart.

'Come, just try to see which of us is the chief knight of Her Royal Highness the Princess, although you are a senior, but don't think that I will be afraid of you!'

The-for-tat thoughts were clearly conveyed from Brand's charming eyes, and the air between the two knights suddenly became extremely solemn. (To be continued......)