"The White Eagle family's reaction was faster than we thought - Iron Eagle arrived at Yongxing two hours ago, which will give His Majesty a lot of time to prepare in advance before the news spreads. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info "Jenn gracefully sits in a carriage without heraldic wheeled by a knight Seychelles.

He spat out the words with a cold expression and looked out the window.

Another carriage, also with a mysterious identity, parked side by side next to them, both with open windows to facilitate conversation between their owners.

"But so what? no matter how fast the fish swims, it can't avoid the current, and this is the current that His Majesty is destined to face. A sharp voice came from another carriage.

"But something went wrong with our intelligence," Jenn said coldly, "there's an unexpected big man in the Mission...... The consequences are more serious than we thought. ”

"You want to give up?"

Jenn paused and took a deep breath: "No, no, the plan is business as usual." ”

There's no turning back, is there?

"That's good. Listening to the sharp voice, he said indifferently: "The general edict has been issued, and the nobles will come one after another in a short time." At that time, Exeter's official response should also come: mobilize the army, claim territory, threaten war - guess how Your Majesty will respond? endure the humiliation, or will you go out of your way to send our country to hell?"

"And you guys who do such a big thing are really willing to be ruthless......"

Jenn sighed under his breath, then shook his head slightly, "As your clan proverb goes, 'power comes from violence' (power_from_violence.), this is a necessary step. I need to confirm your attitude and position – you have been refusing to join Rising Star, which is very troublesome to us. ”

Another voice laughed and said, "It seems that you have a lot of confidence in yourself! No wonder—think of it, the young, elegant, and virtuous Lord of the Emerald City, the guardian duke of the South Bank, Jenn Cavendier, who has been made the heir by His Majesty!

"We pledge in the glory of our family that your reign in the Western Wilderness will remain unshaken, and that you will even benefit from the decline of the North," said Jenn earnestly and sincerely, "and it doesn't have to be me...... Isn't it possible that the stars will become a king-elector, too?"

He leaned forward slightly, and said slowly and softly:

"And as one of the six, you are destined to be a prince. ”

There was silence between the carriages for more than ten seconds.

"Well, from now on, you have my guarantee," the sharp voice said slyly, "If the stars come that far, there are no accidents, and the Falkenhauges family will follow the general trend." ”

Jenn clenched his fists slightly.

He forcibly endured the impatience in his heart.

This guy.

Still unwilling to bet lightly.

Did he think Falkenhause had a chance, too? Or did he simply fall to the others? Cullen Nantope or the least likely Tebak?

"I'll remember...... Falkenhause's attitude. The owner of the tricolor iris said lightly.

Jenn was silent, but he was very jealous of the man in the other carriage: this guy was second only to the fat Guardian Duke of the East China Sea on his list, and even more so than the one-eyed dragon of Nantop.

The shrill voice burst into laughter again, and continued, "What an honor, future Your Majesty Jenn!I heard that you have recently been disgraced by the Bloodbottle Gang?

When Jenn heard the word "Your Majesty", he frowned and pouted in an unknown way: "Thank you for your concern, everything is under control - that's all for today, I still have to rush to the Fuxing Palace, and you should be in the ruins now, personally receiving His Majesty's edict." ”

"Don't bother," the sharp voice suddenly chilled, "Falkenhause is never absent. ”

"Very well, Lord Falkenhause, and look forward to seeing you soon. Jenn left one last word.

"Yes," the sharp voice laughed, "I'm also looking forward to the reunion of the nineteen noble kings after twelve years...... Ha ha. ”

The two carriages started separately and staggered past each other, driving farther and farther.

Jenn lowered his head and closed his eyes, rubbing the bridge of his nose gently.

"My lord," the Seychelles' voice came through the front window, "something is wrong up ahead. ”

Jenn opened his eyes slightly.

In the distance outside the carriage, a sharp and strange sound was heard.

Seychelles let go of the horsewhip with one hand, grasped the sword at his waist, and said in a cold voice: "It seems that a carriage has been assassinated." ”

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"Steady," looking at the beggars lying or standing on both sides of the street, Gilbert leaned forward indifferently, opened a small window in front of the carriage, hesitated for a moment, and still whispered steadily: "Ms. Gini, there is something unusual around us. ”

Through the small window, Tails could clearly see that Geni's back trembled slightly.

“...... Assassin?" she said slowly, "for that child?"

For some reason, Tails heard some unstable emotions from Genie's words.

He also noticed that Gilbert was looking at Ginny's back worriedly.

"Not necessarily. The middle-aged nobleman said softly.

Not necessarily?

Tails looked at the JC dagger on his waist and was stunned when he heard this.

But even Jodel was sure to be an assassin, so why did Gilbert say "not necessarily" to Genie?

"Always ready to accelerate the getaway. ”

"But before they do do it, Genie, hold on! Remember, they don't have to be assassins. The middle-aged nobleman was extremely dignified, as if he felt that he had something wrong with Ji Ni's words, and he immediately added: "Yodel, you are the same!"

"Are you coming at me?" Tails asked with a serious look on his face.

"The situation is unknown at the moment. Gilbert sat back in his seat, stared sharply at the carriage, and said silently: "Your existence and whereabouts are theoretically impossible to leak, but please prepare for the worst." ”

"At least seven. Although there was no shadow, Yodel's hoarse voice sounded strangely in his ears: "Hidden skillful, well-trained, arranged on the way to Fuxing Palace." ”

"I'm ready, I'm ready to speed up, sit tight. Ginny's voice came, adding a chill to Tails' ears.

"Ginny, calm down!" Gilbert said to Ginny in a serious voice.

Even the most inexperienced Tails sensed something was wrong with Genie at the moment.

The carriage went around a corner and drove from dirt to brick – two blocks from the central side.

Right now.

An old beggar, who had just been moaning on the ground to their left, suddenly changed his expression, and he chased one of the horses with his hands and feet, and stretched out his hand to Gini, begging for money and alms.

"Crackle!"

As soon as the whip sounded, the whole carriage began to shake violently!

Without warning, the carriage began to accelerate!

Gilbert's face changed dramatically, and he slammed into the front of the carriage, ignoring Tails' reaction, shouting, "Ginny, no! wait—"

But it's too late.

I only heard the angry shouts of Ji Ni in the driver's position!

"Come on, shameless!"

The horsewhip rang angrily, and with a sharp turn of Ji Ni's wrist, it was whipped the old beggar's body!

"Smack!"

The force surged, and a line of blood rushed out of the beggar's body.

The old beggar flew five meters away with blood and dropped a short scimitar in his sleeve.

The stunned Tails was still trying to figure out what had happened when a beggar at the back of the carriage jumped up, dagger in both hands, and roared

"Incident, do it!"

A dozen figures pounced on the carriage among beggars and vagabonds!

Tails' face changed drastically.

Assassins, more than seven!

Unfortunately, by the time he counted the number of assassins, the enemy had already launched an attack.

Two horses were the first to be unlucky. I saw two assassins rolling across the horse's belly, accompanied by the mournful roar of the black horse, and blood rushed out.

At the sound of Genie's angry rebuke and the whipping of the horse, the carriage continued to move forward according to its inertia, but then the carriage crashed into the fallen horse, and the whole carriage flipped to the side!

Jenny leaped to her feet and whipped one of the Assassins on the side backwards to the ground.

Acting frantically, she gritted her teeth and drew the long sword at her waist, turning her back and stabbing one of the assassins in the left chest.

"Bang!"

The carriage eventually collapsed on its side on the road.

Tails was held tightly by Gilbert the moment the carriage overturned, and they fell to the window side as the carriage overturned.

Three Assassins jump into the overturned carriage!

When Tails got up in a daze, he felt Gilbert push him to the side.

"Crackle!"

It wasn't the Assassin who did it, but Gilbert, who calmly drew his cane and smashed the window glass overhead with a wave of his arm!

Fragments flew out into the sky, and the three assassins subconsciously raised their arms to protect their eyes.

Gilbert's staff poked out like a venomous snake, and a sharp blade popped out of the tip of the staff, sending and closing it with precision, and one of the Assassins had fallen with his neck clutched.

Tails clutched his head, feeling the small shards of glass fall around the car.

The two long swords were handed into the carriage and stabbed towards Tails, but the noble swords drawn by Gilbert's left hand were both deflected with the strength of their clever moves.

"Whew!" two blades, one into the couch in Tails' left hand, and one swept across his right arm, stabbing through the air.

Tails gritted his teeth, feeling the coldness coming from his right arm.

One of the Assassins saw what was in the carriage.

He was then surprised: "No......"

Before the Assassin could finish, he was interrupted.

Yodel appeared behind the two Assassins like ghosts, their necks sliced horizontally with their grey daggers.

The Assassin, who had been in rags for two years, then collapsed.

"Send him away!" Gilbert roared, blocking the spilled glass, pressing on the carriage and flipping out of the car!

Yodel grabbed Tails by the belt and scooped him out of the car.

In the roar of Genie's rage, Tails saw the situation around him: under the light of the lamp that could not be extinguished, seven or eight assassins dressed as beggars, pulling long shadows, rushed towards the overturned carriage!

Unrelated passers-by, screaming and shouting, ran and fled, and the streets were suddenly in chaos.

Gilbert kicked a fragment of a broken carriage at the nearest Assassin and handed out his sword, forcing back a knife-wielding Assassin on the left.

Yodel's figure flickered, slit the throat of one of the oncoming assassins, and then took Tails in his arms.

Just as he was about to enter the realm of shadows, a sudden change occurred!

"Bang-"

A piercing thud suddenly exploded in the air!

Yodel's hand suddenly let go of Tails.

"Bang-"

It's a very high decibel sharp sound!

At that moment, Tails gritted his back molars in pain, only to feel that his head was about to explode under this sound!

Damn it!

What a sound this is.

He subconsciously covered his ears, but the sharp sound was like a magic sound, burrowing into his brain without any hindrance.

"Bang-"

The noise continued, and both Jenny and Gilbert seemed to be greatly affected, their expressions distorted, their movements distorted, and even Kenny was slashed by a knife in her left arm.

"Shhhh

The magic voice grew more and more urgent.

Yodel trembled against the sound of the demon. He lowered his head, Tails knew he was talking, but his mind was full of grinding and sharp traversers, and he couldn't hear them at all.

Tails squinted his eyes, enduring the pain in his eardrums, and trying his best to clench his ears, and he looked up, only to be shocked to see that five of the Assassins, who had pained expressions but were not in action, reached for their backs in unison, pulled out a weapon, and aimed it at him and the masked guard.

Crossbow.

Or, as it is called, a crossbow.

Tails' heart was cold, and he no longer doubted that it was a well-planned assassination.

The crossbow machines trembled in unison.

The sound of the machine was inaudible in the magic sound, but five long strips of black shadows appeared in Tails' field of vision.

The next moment, Tails was thrown several meters away by yodel.

"Shhhh

Amid the tormenting sound and the fierce winds in the air, Tails watched in despair as a black shadow flew towards the masked guard.

Yodel's figure shuddered in a sharp turn!

No.

Yodel ......

Yodel Cato.

He thought to himself.

Tails fell to the ground and rolled outward twice.

"Shhh

He covered his ears and barely got up in pain and trembling, only to meet a ragged figure.

It was a scruffy young beggar with a delicate and immature face, not much older than Tails.

I saw that his lips were open, constantly shaking at high speeds.

As he got closer, so did the torturous voice.

The beggar drew a dagger from his waist with an indifferent look in his eyes.

Tyres, who gritted his teeth and forcibly endured the magic voice, understood something.

He followed the instinct he had cultivated in the past month, subconsciously pulling his right foot back, raising his left arm up, and shifting his center of gravity backwards, posing in a standard Northland military swordsmanship style.

One of the three defensive styles, the Iron Torso style.

In the midst of the magic sound, the dagger that stabbed at a rapid pace pierced his left arm!

The pain struck, but Tails, gritting his teeth, knew he had made the right choice.

The young beggar was a little surprised, but he immediately opened his mouth wide at Tails, and between the tremors of his tongue, the magic voice became even higher-pitched!

"Whew-"

The feeling of that moment made Tails close his eyes suddenly!

He cried out in frenzy and in vain, almost trying to gouge his eardrums out of his ears!

In the violently vibrating air, every cell in Tails's body seemed to begin to tremble.

He felt like he was starting to heat up—like food that had been microwaved.

Stop it!

He jerked his arms and instinctively covered his ears.

Stop it!

The dagger was pulled from his left arm, bringing out a trail of blood.

Stop it!

Tails elongated his face in agony, and fell to his knees in the terrible sound of magic.

Stop it!

The dagger stabbed him in the throat again.

Stop it!

At the last moment, Tails opened his eyes in despair, only to see the young Assassin's cold-blooded face, which gradually distorted into a blurred other.

It was a girl with slender eyelashes, staring at him curiously with bright eyes.

"Huh, your name is Wu Yuren?"

"What a strange name. ”

"My name......?"

The traverser shuddered and reached out to the blurred face.

Excitement and heat hit his heart at the same time.

There was a pain in his left shoulder, and the magic sound in his ears suddenly rose, covering the girl's next words, only to see her blurred lips closing one by one.

Stop it.

He muttered unconsciously.

Stop it.

I can't hear her anymore!

Stop it.

His outstretched hand grabbed it violently, as if he had caught something out of thin air.

Stop it.

He muttered.

And then.

The magic sound really stopped.

His head was no longer in turmoil.

The eardrum is no longer painful

The image in front of me returned to normal.

Tails shuddered and opened his eyes.

The dagger that stabbed him in the throat was now piercing his left shoulder.

And the owner of the dagger, the young young assassin, grasped the handle of the dagger and knelt feebly.

The young assassin fell face to face into Tails' arms, the corners of his mouth twitching and trembling.

Tails looked at him quizzically.

The young Assassin's face grew pale, and he looked into Tails' eyes, his eyes full of confusion and confusion.

Why?

Tails read the message from his gaze.

Tails gasped, endured the pain in his shoulder, and looked at him in disbelief.

The time-traveler also wondered why the Adeptus Assassin was murderous a moment ago...... Wait a minute.

Wait a minute.

This is......?

Tails lifted the boy and lowered his head as he gasped.

In the space enclosed by the arms of the two of them, the traverser raised his warm right hand.

He shuddered and looked at the warm, moist thing in his hand.

It was an irregular red orb.

There are also quite a few tubes inserted.

Seems to be in - vibration?

Tails' gaze focused.

He saw it clearly.

His gray pupils retracted violently!

In Tails' previous life, his grades in high school biology classes were not good, and when he went to college and was admitted to graduate school, his biochemical knowledge was even more regressive.

But that didn't stop him from recognizing what was on his hand.

It was a blazing one, still pulsating......

Bright red, with liquid ......

Heart.

Its two heart chambers, the blood vessels that could not absorb blood, twitched violently.

Tails subconsciously looked at his chest, and then at the chest of the young Assassin - but their chests were all intact and intact, with no blood at all.

"Goo-dong...... Mutter...... Knock ......"

The heart was beating more and more slowly.

Getting slower and slower.

Tails was stunned for a few seconds before he shuddered!

The bloodied heart slid from his hand and into the young Assassin's knee.

The young assassin's breathing became weaker and weaker, and his face seemed to be aware of his fate.

"Lucy......" he groaned in Tails' ear, godless and feeble.

These were his last words.

Until he stopped moving.

The sound of fighting in his ears finally returned to Tails' channel.

The trembling traverser, stretched out his right hand, which was covered in warm blood, and pulled out the dagger on his left shoulder with all his might, throwing it away without looking, and crawling away from the young assassin.

The corpse of the young assassin, falling face down and weakly, crushed the ...... Heart.

His own heart.

This is...... What the?

Am I "out of control" again?

Tails shuddered, remembering yodel who had been besieged by crossbow arrows.

He subconsciously turned his head, but the carriage was empty except for the corpse of the assassin.

Tails was still moving in his aching ear...... Another Assassin landed beside him.

The moment the sound disappeared, the Assassins noticed something unusual in the corner. Under the entanglement of Gilbert and Ginny, they finally freed up their manpower and rushed to help.

The Assassin who came to the aid looked at the young man lying on the ground in astonishment, then looked at Tails, and without hesitation, he flicked his right hand and flashed a Hidden Blade from under his wrist.

Tails reached for JC, thinking about the two options of defense and escape, each with its own possibilities.

Or—he glanced at the corpse of the young assassin—with that force......

Right now!

Tails erupted in intense pain from the inside out!

"Huh!"

Tails gritted his teeth and jerked down.

It's like someone is tearing his soul apart!

No!

No!

But the Assassin ignored his movements, and just coldly stabbed the Hidden Blade at him - but at this moment, Tails didn't even care about the danger of his life.

He had never experienced such pain.

It's as if every molecule in the body is roaring in protest!

"Ahh

Tails finally couldn't take the pain as if it was torture, and he screamed and twitched as he watched as the enemy's Hidden Blade attacked.

Is that the end of it?

It hurts.

Good...... It hurts

That kind of power is really not ...... It costs nothing.

However.

"Whew!"

Just before the assassin could succeed, a tall and slender figure appeared behind him.

Before the Assassin could turn around, he was impaled through the head by a sword that struck him from the back of the head.

Tails, who had fallen limply to the ground, looked up in his dying breath.

A well-dressed young round-faced nobleman with elegant demeanor stepped out from behind the Assassin.

The young nobleman frowned and wiped the liquid from his sword on the latter's clothes.

The pain faded like a tide.

Feeling the pain in his body resolve, Tails struggled to inhale like a drowning man.

He looked over the nobleman's shoulder, and his eyes trembled.

There is an intricately patterned coat of arms.

Tails recognized the coat of arms.

Red, blue, green, three-petaled

Tricolored irises.

In the distance, a fanatical-eyed Seychelles knight, brandishing his sword, stood beside Gilbert, who was on the ground, and beheaded an Assassin.

"After me, child," said Jenn Cavendier, Lord of the Emerald City and Guardian Duke of the Southbank, indifferently but elegantly:

"Murder is not welcome in Eternal Star City. ”

This was Tails' first meeting with Jenn.