Dust of History: Calculation (medium)

Captain Roland ran with Sandro on his shoulders, and Geffenhardt XVII was also dragged by him and ran all the way panting, disheveled, not a bit of an emperor at all spirit.

This place was originally a secluded place away from the town, and a large area around it was battered by the indiscriminate magic and sword energy during the battle with the Necromancer, like a wilderness Generally speaking, all the animals and birds stayed away from this area because of the terrifying aura emanating from that huge corpse puppet. This place seems to have become a desert-like dead land. And Roland ran across the dead land carrying one and pulling the other.

"Please, can you slow down? Don't you know how to respect the elderly... You actually used this method to frame me... Needless to say, it must be the little guy Aiden was talking about... He is miserable, I I know he must be miserable. He must not know the consequences of making me angry, it is serious, serious...I said you can't jump, my bones can't stand it..." Sandro on Roland's shoulder complained again . Although he himself said that he had broken at least fifty or sixty bones, judging by his spirit of constant talking to himself, it seemed that another fifty or sixty bones would not be a big problem.

According to his own statement, he hasn't experienced this feeling of stepping into the gate of **** for at least thirty years. It seems that space magic has never been used for attack and destruction, but once it is used, although the damage range is only a little bit, the distorted space is irresistible.

But he was not crushed into a pile of meat by this trap after all. This is not because of his good luck that the teleportation scroll is a low-quality product, nor is it because his high cultivation can break through that layer of space distortion, but because the space locks used by the three necromancers before have no effect. completely dissipated.

The scroll of space lock is extremely precious and rare. Sandro didn't expect that Master Aiden and the other three would use this kind of thing in the previous battle, and he couldn't detect the pure power of locking the space, and Master Aiden himself didn't take the initiative to remind him.

The space lock time is actually not long. If Sandro used the teleportation scroll a few seconds later, the power of the broken space at the moment of unfolding could turn him into pieces of meat. And when he unfolded the scroll, it happened to be the final stage of the magic being disturbed. Therefore, the trap that had an immediate effect has been slightly delayed. It's a pity that he himself didn't discover the anomaly in time. Fortunately, the destructive force that originally exploded inward was radiated outward under the influence of the space lock, only cutting the specimen of the big eagle on which he was sitting into pieces. And he himself was just dizzy from the shock of the magical vibrations that emanated, and fell directly from the sky with his hands and feet piercing.

If Captain Roland hadn't caught him below, this invalid teleportation trap could have turned him into a pile of rotten tomatoes. But even with the skill of the leader of the Holy Knights, it is impossible to catch a person who fell from a height of nearly a thousand meters and make him completely unharmed. Although Roland used five methods and eight sword qis in mid-air to continuously release his strength, he finally heard the crackling sound of bones breaking and a strange hysterical cry coming from the old man's body when he received him. Fortunately, Roland went to pick him up skillfully, preventing a broken bone from piercing into the fatal spot.

The space vibration did not tear Sandro's body apart, but it impacted his magic power to nothing. Not only did the corpse puppet collapse. He couldn't even use healing techniques on himself for the time being. Although Captain Roland Bei has excellent swordsmanship. But he didn't know how to use any magic. He could only lie on the ground and hum until he managed to condense some magic power before he managed to put back the broken bones one by one.

"Ah, I told you not to jump, okay?" Sandro groaned again. Although the bones have basically been reattached, it is impossible for him to walk like flying immediately, even if the turbulence is severe like this, his whole body will be painful.

Captain Roland did not answer. Still galloping with strides, the other hand grabbed the exhausted Geffenhart. His face is now as grave as frost. After hearing that Sandro said that the cardinal's true identity was a necromancer, and that the surprise attack on the emperor this time was entirely from him, he immediately picked up Sandro, who was still immobile, and pulled the emperor up. Your Majesty will go. With his mind and experience, he naturally understood that the situation was not good.

A necromancer doing whatever he wants in the capital, not only made Roland worry, but even Geffenhardt became a headless fly. If he hadn't witnessed the unbelievable method of this magical old man, repelling three necromancers by himself, he would never have believed that the cardinal who could heal the queen was actually a notorious necromancer mage.

"Sandro... Old Mister, are you really sure? If that's the case... how is the Queen doing now? Is she really well?" Geffenhart gasped and cried asked intermittently. He had asked this question at least a dozen times, but Sandro seemed unwilling to pay him any attention, and he kept asking.

Sandro had been ignoring him all the time, but now he seemed to be impatient at last, and suddenly replied: "Okay, okay, that chick is much more energetic than you... Now she is more energetic It’s okay to squeeze you to death and eat you, let me tell you..."

When Roland heard this figure, he immediately paused. Coughed. He seemed to have vaguely felt something from Sandro's description before, and after hearing these words now, although he couldn't fully understand them, he still knew the general idea.

"If it wasn't for that bastard, how could I have the interest to talk nonsense with this kid here?" Sandro snorted disdainfully, looked at Geffenhart and said viciously: "Boy, Looking at your useless appearance, I'm afraid you can't even hold a heavier sword. If it wasn't for the fact that Ronis has always supported you, and that my ally wants to protect you no matter what, I would put you here The little guy is made into a living zombie, lest you drag people around and ask this and that annoying person... A man can't even protect himself, but hurts others... I originally thought that indecisive men were the most annoying, I didn't know there were people like you who are more annoying..."

Geffenhardt's face turned green when he heard this, and he staggered and nearly fell.

Although he himself does not have any airs of the emperor. It seems that he has long been used to other people solving problems for him, and even fully assumes the responsibility of being an emperor, and has no sense of being the lord of a country at all. But after all he is an emperor. These words are never possible for anyone to dare to say to him.

"Mr. Sandro, please don't say a few words. Your Majesty, you don't need to ask about these things. You will know when the time comes." Roland sighed and carried Geffenhardt on his shoulders Continue to run forward.

The only way to return to the capital as soon as possible is to use Sandro to recreate a flying corpse puppet. But let's not talk about the recovery of his mana, there are no living things in this area, let alone corpses. So now Roland can only run, and let's talk about running out of this barren land.

The number one swordsman in the Eastern Continent. The head of the Holy Knights who command Megatron Continent. Now, like a coolie, he carried two people and ran across the wasteland. And one of the two people on his shoulders is the emperor of the largest empire on the mainland. One is the frightening necromancer, this is definitely the most incredible and ridiculous scene, but none of them can laugh.

In the capital, the headquarters of the Holy Knights, the priest from the Magic School reported the news of the prisoner's escape to the cardinal who was discussing the matter with Lord Rodhart.

"Someone robbed the prison?" The cardinal's expression changed instantly, and he immediately asked, "What about the Marquis? Where is he now?"

"Master Marquis suddenly didn't know where he was going. Priest Ryan said that there seems to be a great magician among the people who robbed the prison. But please don't worry, Lord Bishop, he has already sent people to search in the capital.

"Understood, you should step back first." Bishop Jiawei's face was cloudy, and he waved his hand to let the pastor back out.

"Great magician? Could it be the city lord of Oufu, Sedros?" Rod Hart asked.

"Impossible. According to Oufu's current situation, it is impossible for Sedros to have the time and energy to follow that guy all the way here. The teleportation magic circle is now invalid, and it is even more impossible for him to be teleported." Javi just After thinking about it, he definitely denied this possibility. "Take a step back and say that if he really needs to come here in person, Grue must be there with him. And if Grue came here... Now the two of us should not be able to stand here and talk."

"But he didn't say that he had such a helper when he was looking for me before. He shouldn't hide it. The people who ambushed you should be all of them."

"Great magician...? Could that old man Ryan be mistaken?" Bishop Jiawei frowned.

"Although Priest Ryan is conservative and cautious, he still has vision. He has his reasons for saying this at least."

"He doesn't know too many things, and it's not surprising that he makes mistakes in his judgment. What's strange to me is... the Marquis... Your Excellency..." Bishop Jiawei hesitated when talking about the Marquis, as if he was not sure what to call him better. "Why did he leave without saying a word? At least he should have informed me. But this also shows that he has seen some clues, knows what happened and where he fled, and the rest is There are two possibilities, one is that the matter is already urgent and it is too late to notify me...I don't want this possibility..."

"I don't want either..." Rod Hart said lightly. The two of them are now standing on a common front of interests.

Bishop Jiawei was silent for a while, and then said: "The second possibility is...he is sure to solve this matter, and he doesn't need to notify me...I'm not blindly optimistic, I know his personality is not Do something you are not sure about..."

"Can Lord Marquis know where he is?"

"Not only he can know, the two of us should also think about it... Whether he is rescued by someone or runs out by himself, there must be only one place where he will go first..."

"Prime Minister's House..." Rod Hart nodded immediately. "Shall we lead our troops there immediately?"

Bishop Jiawei thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "Since he has rushed over, I don't think we need to...and since he rushed over in such a hurry, and the Academy of Magic and the Prime Minister's Mansion are not close here, the notification I'm afraid that things have come to fruition during the time when the people who came here, even if we rush there now, it may be useless... Or it would be bad if we made a big fanfare to startle the snakes now, those boys are just three people, and they are still three wanted people who can't see the light It does not constitute an obstacle to our current plan..."

Rod Hart nodded: "Yes. Instead of wasting time that may not be effective on the three of them, I think we should go to the palace as soon as possible. Even if the Lord Marquis fails to deal with them and the Prime Minister stands If they are on their side, we have dealt with this matter and the overall situation is also under our control."

"Well said. Then we should go sooner." Bishop Javi looked at Rhodes Hart and smiled. These words are actually what he thinks in his heart, so there is approval in this smile, and there is a tacit understanding of being equally intelligent and discerning, but there are also some wariness between the same kind, like two snakes.

But this kind of precaution is not too serious, because a smart person like this will never do stupid things. Bishop Jiawei knew clearly that as long as he was still a member of Dejagu and represented the identity of His Majesty Pope Celeste, then this ally who might be as smart as himself would never betray him. They do things as accurately and regularly as they do accounts. As long as they know that one plus one, the result must be two~IndoMTL.com~ At this time, in Di Yagu.

The Marquis had just appeared in the teleportation magic circle when he saw Master Aiden and another necromancer watching him outside.

"Master Acting Guild Master, you are finally back? I don't know what you did?" Master Aiden looked at him coldly.

"I'm sorry, I'm just going to deal with some private matters." The Marquis was a little surprised. Although he knew that they must have suffered at the hands of Sandro, he didn't know why they came to him.

"Do you know that Nopolit is dead? He died at the hands of Sandro." Master Aiden's eyes and voice were as cold as the icy wind on Mount Sandefis.

"What? Really? This is really Di Yagu's misfortune..." The Marquis was a little wary and stood still. But he is not very worried, he believes that no matter what happens, it is impossible for necromancers to fight each other in Di Yagu.

Master Aiden's eyes and voice were colder and cuter: "Don't you know? Haven't you been watching us with your puppet eagle eyes all the time? Regarding what you, the acting guild master, have done, we also It's time to settle accounts."