Black Scepter Chapter 46: Dialogue of the defeated

> "I didn't expect you to appear in this way."

Morpheus looked at the Hegel Grass in front of him, the real power lord, known as the first earl of Ballice, stood in front of him at the moment, but the atmosphere here was relaxed and there was no tension at all. .

This is the first time the two have met.

"You are in power after Gard's fall? I can see that your ambition is not small, but I don't know where you are plotting. My army was hit hard by you one after another. In the end, you can only choose to attack directly and watch I still failed, didn't I?"

Hegel’s iconic black armor stands in front of Morpheus. Even if he is not riding on a war horse, he is still almost two ends taller than Morpheus, with broad shoulders and pure northern descent. The last heir of Grass is nothing. Frustrated after the failure, he reached out and took off his gloves. He never talked to Morpheus almost the longest sentence he said after he came to Lampard.

"Some things seem difficult to explain clearly. Your soldiers attacked my city, causing Lampard’s territory to suffer a non-negligible loss. It stands to reason that I should now cut you into pieces with a sword-even You are the first military lord of Balice."

The eyes of Morpheus are calm and unusual. After walking out of the cave, he didn’t get any information about the battle between Hegel and Ashcandi. Less, but it seems everything is under Ashkandi's control-for Morpheus, this is enough.

After the soldiers have attacked the city, the leader of an army came alone to the opponent’s lord and said that he has failed. It sounds like the side with obvious advantages in the chess game suddenly abandons the child and admits defeat. In the history of war, there has never been such a strange thing.

This is a weird war, from the leader's force distribution and combat methods to the composition and attack rhythm of the soldiers, all weird.

At this moment, when the first lord of East Ballice stood in front of this rookie who had usurped the Earl of Garde, I am afraid no one would think of what kind of information was revealed behind it.

Whether the Buttigian royal family wants Hegel to annex most of the lord’s land and wait for the rabbit to cook, or is it purely to make Hegel the most powerful of the lords with wood show to Lin Feng? Is the "method" weakened?

"But you didn't do this, which means I still have a chance to say something."

Hegel looked around. The soldiers who had survived Mandala’s attack had received an order to retreat and were scattered scattered around the city. This kind of funny and even ridiculous situation happened. In front of Morpheus, it also proves that this lord is indeed a bit "courageous".

"What can you say? Or, what is the content of your conversation?"

The Morpheus was not aggressive, but instead took a step back and turned his body, obviously agreeing with the other party’s request for conversation-his action was very simple: enter the Lord’s Hall and say.

"I seem to have a question to confirm-the ‘Ω’ level strongman who sits in Sicillin is you?"

Hegel squinted, but he didn’t ask, because Morpheus is no longer a low-level knight. At this moment, he has not revealed any extra breath. This completely restrained ability is no longer the ability of ordinary professionals. own.

Morpheus stepped forward and led the lord, who was a high-level knight, into the broken Earl’s Court, raised his head slightly, and replied: "If you want to warn me of assassins, I think this seems a little bit It's superfluous."

"Boo!"

As soon as the voice fell, a body was dropped in front of Morpheus-"Sin Sakko"-level assassin Kaye fell directly from above the tower, and fell into a flesh-and-blood patty in front of Morpheus. Before he landed, he was already killed by Ashcandi's gentle finger gesture.

"I'm not a lord, but you can call me the "big consul", the supreme leader of the "night watchman." Morpheus walked up the tower, "My deputy just seemed to have suffered an assassination, and she, just The "Ω" level strongman you mentioned."

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At the top of the dark tower is a beam of light that is not dazzling.

The tumultuous battlefield has not been completely calmed down yet. The smoke of Cicelin City is still diffused. It is the Phoenix Wood Wand in the hands of Morpheus that illuminates the dark tower.

Sufferas' scepter was carried behind his back. When Morpheus stepped on the top of a tower he was no longer familiar with, the first sentence to Ashcandy, who was in front of him, was not a greeting but a question.

"Where is Jeana?"

Hegel, who followed in the footsteps of Morpheus, saw the lonely figure that seemed to be standing on the edge of the cliff under the light of the wand. The other party's voice was cold, and the answer was like a cold wind-"Buried on the hillside there ."

The short silence, the stopped Morpheus narrowed his eyes and looked at him. He didn’t like or even disgusted the black eyes Ashcandi, finally sighed, waved his wand, and floated in the light spot where the elemental energy converged The top of the tower was used as basic lighting, and then he pointed to the seat next to him, absent-minded to Hegel: "If you have anything to say, just say it, it's a bit strange to me now."

The three people with subtle relationships are at the top of the tower, making the air seem a bit cold.

"Very angry?"

Ashkandi broke the stalemate and asked softly to Morpheus, but still the politician's indifferent expression, "Do you think that I have destroyed all your plans and ruined many of your beloved playthings?" "

"No one is my plaything, I am not a politician," Morpheus sighed, shrugged, and turned to the endless darkness next to him, "What you can't find will never be found, but you can catch it, and I won't be casual Let go."

"According to the contract, I am still the chief consul now, you gave me this power, but you forgot how to take it back to your hands." Ashcandi walked to Morpheus, bowed slightly, almost Whispered softly in a face-to-face gesture, "Your negligence may mean that your efforts have been abandoned. Are you angry?"

Depending on the situation, there is no such thing as Hegel’s turn. Hegel, who is a bystander, is not slow. He quickly understands that the opponent he is playing with is the woman in front of him, but he is wise and does not have nonsense. .

"I used to care a lot, and I might even get out of this," Morpheus turned his head, and looked at Ashcandy close by, without any excitement, only calm, "but now I understand that if Some things can’t be stopped, so why bother to stop in front of it?"

Ashkandi straightened up and seemed to see Morpheus for the first time. He asked indifferently: "So, did you give up? Prepare for someone to meet the wanted and trial of heretics and several empires?" "

"How about you? Use ‘Night Watcher’ and William to settle accounts?”

Morpheus suddenly laughed. He remembered his meeting and dialogue with Yi Zuer and Cain in the "Final Dogma." It seems that after going through those, Ashkandi is no longer himself. He needs to look up carefully. Woman too.

And his answer made Ashcandy’s brows tight, and finally she turned aside stiffly. She seemed to have taken the initiative to deflate for the first time in front of Morpheus-"No matter what you do Nothing can change the fact that power is now in my hands. Even if your family guard will defiantly follow your steps, but I will make any betrayal pay, what about Windsor?"

"It is true that for politicians, there are enough chips, and everything is worth betraying-oh, you are not betraying, just exercise your power," Morpheus shrugged again, "Now I am not the governor, So what name are you going to give me? Go to the battlefield to fight, or go to the logistics to pick horse dung, whatever you want."

The words left Hegel very tangled. He had never imagined such a fierce conflict within the core of this powerful opponent.

"Deputy Archbishop," Ashcandi suddenly smiled strangely, "We cannot separate too far, are we?"

"Maybe this was the case, but it is not necessarily the case now."

Morpheus made this black-eyed Ashkandi's eyes stunned with a broken answer.

She saw the boy in front of her reach out and took out the Sulfuras scepter behind her, and took a light meal on the ground

"Boom!"

The ring-shaped shock wave swept out all around in an instant, and even caused a slight vibration to the entire tower, but did not let the parchment on the desk fly even half a piece, but let the top of the head a few seconds later. Several clouds blocking the moonlight were blown away!

This is a display of pure power~IndoMTL.com~ is a silent statement.

"Beyond i-level? I didn’t expect you to reach this level."

Ashkandi’s words have clearly explained the current strength of Morpheus—the Morpheus when holding the scepter, and the strength shown by the hands and throws has reached the stage divided by ancient Sycamore letters.

When the power reaches this level, it already means that some constraints are no longer so fatal to ignore.

“Don’t say that, Archon Ashkandi, it’s better to have time with Lord Hegel to discuss the direction of the night watchman’s development. For the Lampard territory and the city of West Sellin, it’s like this. I need to figure out what I missed."

Morpheus withdrew the scepter and looked at Ashcandy’s eyes that were no longer calm, whispering.

(There are no free codewords in these two days. I can only rely on keeping the manuscript. There are not many updates. The time is unstable. Please bear with me. Some parents are on business. I, the eldest son, have to take some responsibility to help.)