Black Scepter Chapter 3: Blood under power

>After the team left the border of Fording and entered Balice, Morpheus's instinct resistance to the new environment made him seem a little reticent. He was cautious by nature and did not like to roam in strange areas, just as he was forced to come to the Holy In general, everything has a strangeness that caught him off guard, even this time when he was prepared.

The magic pattern behind has been useless for a long time. Today, when I am about to break through to the mid-level knight, the burning sensation that once appeared has never appeared again. The Morpheus sitting in the carriage has done the most in recent days. The action is to glance at a few small wooden boxes aside.

Lankinus shard of sacred gun and scepter of Sulfuras, two peerless holy weapons were placed beside him, but no extra breath flowed out, Ashcandi still sitting on his Looking across "Roland's Song" opposite, it seems to be aware of Morpheus's uneasiness. She closed the book when the village began to appear around her and looked at Morpheus: "Why, some can't put it down?"

"Maybe there are some sequelae, the scepter seems to have an increasing impact on me." Morpheus raised his hand and rubbed his brow, his expression was tired and abnormal. "How much do you know about this scepter? I know there are some problems. It’s time to ask, but I feel something is not right."

Ashkandi’s relaxed expression gradually became serious after hearing Morpheus’s words. She narrowed her eyes, but suddenly stood up in a narrow compartment and sat next to Morpheus, raising her hand to touch Morpheus. Cheek, whispered: "Don't move."

Morpheus gave 100% confidence in Ashkandi, looked up, and saw the face that seemed to be always indifferent close to his eyes, but at the moment it was gentle but still strong, which made Morpheus instantly trance.

The queen stretched her hand to open the Morpheus's eyelids, carefully observed his pupils, and frowned gradually.

"What can you see?"

Morpheus asked Ashcandi looking at his cheeks less than ten centimeters away.

The latter gently released his hand and sat back on the soft sofa without talking for a while, but suddenly turned around and picked up the wooden box holding the scepter of Sulfuras, reaching for the scepter--but What happened next made Morpheus's eyes widen.

As if there were an invisible barrier around the scepter, it firmly blocked Ashcandy’s palm, and a faint luster appeared on the dark scepter, as if resisting her movements.

At the next moment, the dark queen was squeezing her eyes tightly. Although she didn’t see any explosion, Morpheus suddenly shrank her pupils!

A sudden pain made him almost speechless in an instant.

As if from the fire of **** fire, cold sweat spread all over the body instantly, Morpheus uncontrollable and other big eyes, then the body fell backwards-Ashkandi almost immediately noticed this, and immediately released his hand The box was thrown aside and turned to support the collapsed Morpheus.

But at this moment, Morpheus, who had been taken out of the water, was so weak in the blink of an eye that he was completely incapable of resisting, so he lay down like a baby in the queen’s arms, blurred.

Ashkandi's movements were a little stiff, but then he gradually relaxed, looked down at the teenager in his arms, her expression was unprecedentedly serious, she raised her hand gently on Morpheus's forehead, closed her eyes slightly, Arm around this unconscious guy.

The car is quiet and abnormal from beginning to end.

No one knows what Ashcandi did to that scepter in just a few seconds, but at the moment looking at the Morpheus, which has lost consciousness, Ashcandi has produced a strange thing in his heart for the first time. mood.

This is guilt?

The cold sweat left by Morpheus soaked her black robe, but Ashcandy’s arms were tighter.

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In chaos, Morpheus opened his eyes.

He hasn't had a dream in a long time.

Fighting and anxiety over the past few days have made Morpheus physically and mentally exhausted. Every time he closed his eyes, he dared not let himself fall into deep sleep, and even had to perform daily meditation on this basis.

Strong in countless battles of baptism and self-torture, self-aspirations like abuse made him live to this day, but at this moment, Morpheus suddenly found himself in an indescribable dream.

The twisted scenery, the constantly changing sky, and the chaotic space make the Morpheus very strange, and the body is as heavy as a mountain and can’t move.　　 And the whisper of the ear that never stopped is getting louder and louder-Morpheus frowned, covering his ears involuntarily trying to resist the sound, but found no effect.

Every time I use the Severus Scepter, this sound is stronger every time I use it. Morpheus understands the true meaning of these words, but now the scepter that can make all dark creatures surrender seems to finally let themselves Paid the price--

Morpheus looked up and looked around, a dozen shadows in black robes were slowly approaching

The pale but indistinguishable face stared at him so that the breath he emitted was ancient and desolate, and at the same time it was undoubtedly powerful.

"Morpheus...."

There was a sound coming from above the head. As I focused on finding the source of the sound, Morpheus instantly felt that the body seemed to be getting heavier and lighter, and finally the sky disappeared in a dazzling light. .

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Open your eyes diligently, Morpheus blurs in front of her eyes. After trying hard to focus, you can see Ashcandi’s slightly anxious face in front of her. She wanted to talk, but she found her mouth was stuck and she was soaked in soaked cold sweat , Uncomfortable abnormal, unable to move.

A water bag was delivered to the mouth. Morpheus, who could barely move his eyelids, swallowed the water in a small mouth. After a long rest, he weakly asked: "How do I get comatose?"

"The scepter seems to be connected to you. I tried to attack the scepter's protective layer, so..." Ashcandy's words were hesitant, and finally he said the truth. The eyes of Morpheus in front of him were sunken, like The traveler lost in the desert like a prostration, so that the former cold-blooded queen was inexplicably distressed, "Do you need food?"

Morpheus waved his hand, turned his head unconsciously, but just saw the wooden box containing the scepter. At this moment, his eyes were black, and the suddenly flashed image was the guys in black robes. It was exactly the same as in the dream-blinked his eyes, everything was back to normal again, Morpheus wanted to say something, but the carriage braked suddenly at this time, causing him to almost roll off the sofa!

Ashkandi reached out and grabbed the Morpheus, but he also understood the situation outside and placed him aside. The queen pushed the door and went out.

Brows are frowning, proving that Ashcandi’s mood is not very good-and for centuries, no one who saw her with this expression has a good ending.

The scene outside the carriage caused Ashcandy to narrow his eyes.

At the moment, there is an entire cavalry squadron collecting taxes in the village routed by the Morpheus convoy. This is by no means friendly to civilians. The cavalry troop of more than eighty men came to the fore and blocked the road directly. The tax villagers were not weak, and there were already three or four people lying on the ground in the middle of the road silently.

Balice, the border of this rich country is no better than other countries, backward traffic, simple villages, such scenery can be seen in Byzantine, Fording or Gabriel, but Byzantine It is rare that the tax is high and the people do not talk about life. In the Byzantine where the lord’s dominance of the territory is weakened by the monarch, the tax is strictly controlled, and it is not completely in a certain area like Verding or Gabriel. The lord alone has the final say. Just like a large aristocrat like Windsor, taxation cannot exceed the standards set by the state, and a certain amount of tax must be paid to the royal family every year-in contrast, Balice can only say This kingdom has not yet entered the era of concentrated monarch control.

When the carriage of Morpheus stopped because of the cavalry troop that blocked the road, no soldier seemed to be willing to go back and take care of this convoy without the nobility of the nobility—in Balice, the non-nobility was completely for the noble private soldiers The existence can be ignored, so when Ashcandi gently walked off the carriage, more than ten people riding on the horse in front could not imagine what role the guy behind was.

"Don't you get through?"

Ashkandi didn’t immediately reach out and smash all the people in front of him like before, but turned around and asked the driver—that is, Compton, who looked forward blankly.

"They can't hear me."

Mune’s bulky answer was enough to make Ashkandi speechless, and there was not much nonsense between the two. At the moment, only Na was willing to go back and answer Ashkandi’s question: “It’s a tax lord’s private soldier. Conflict, I think the night watchman is not suitable for prematurely getting into the Chou family."

This made sense, but Ashcandy rolled her eyes--Master Queen never likes to argue with others. She folded her arms, pursed her mouth slightly, and looked back at the car--Morpheus temporarily The loss of decision-making ability is not suitable for public information, and the cavalry in front suddenly hustle and bustle at this moment, it seems that a farmer wants to resist and start fighting with several cavalry. Shikandi became more irritable.

But she is still restraining herself, nothing else, just for the guy who once brought herself out of the heresy.

The name of this border village is Palic, and it belongs to the territory of Lord Gard. At this time, it is the end of spring. It is not a season for taxation at all, but a group of thugs still appear to collect high taxes. It is needless to say that there is a lot of resentment, but it is even more forced to recruit troops. The villagers' rebellion against violence is naturally not an "excessive reaction" but it should be an instinctive reaction.

But can a group of honest farmers with hoes and rakes beat the cavalry on horses? Faced with nearly a hundred cavalrymen wearing leather armor and holding weapons-the rioting peasants were cut down to the ground with little resistance, the soldiers laughed loudly, laughing at the lying on the ground trying to resist People. The onlookers behind the group of people narrowed their eyes collectively.

The blood of the innocent and the trampling of power have no signs of arousing anger in someone’s heart.

While the team was waiting quietly~IndoMTL.com~Jeana lightly rode forward, when Ting was five meters away from this group of people.

At this moment someone finally "perceived" the movement behind him, but turned around and found out that he was a beautiful woman with blond hair. The first guy who turned back whistled fiercely, saying something to the people beside him, even More than one-half of the cavalry turned their heads, and the sly expression and gaze glanced at Na's bumpy body wrapped in leather.

"Hey, chick, are you lost?"

"Do you need help?"

"The **** is so pretty!"

A group of people don’t have a regular soldier at all. This is a typical private soldier. The guy standing in the front row steps forward to next to Jeanna and stretches out his hand to be thin. This looks good. Bullied woman-for them, there is a lord Garde in this territory, and no one dares to resist.

But the next moment, everyone suddenly saw something flying in front of their eyes.

The soldier with wide eyes looked at the sky, but saw half of his arm fall to the ground with splashing blood.