Black Scepter Chapter 66: Princess Xia Lan (five k)

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There is still a declaration of nonsense, but Ashkandi's casual words always carry a domineering expression that ordinary people can't reach.

Morpheus smiled and reached for the queen to walk into the Earl’s Hall, and at this moment, Hegel was sending out a group of lords who came to visit in the living room. When he saw Morpheus, the lords expressed their expressions one by one. The change is very dramatic...if there is a metaphor for the image, it is just like a devout believer seeing the true God, and only kneeling to worship on five bodies-obviously the reputation of Morpheus has made him a hangover in Bali The sword of Damocles above the human face, facing the highest level of power, as a noble... who dare not flatter?

Several greetings sent these guys away. Hegel always felt a cramp in his back when he saw Morpheus and Ashcandi--because "killing angels" appeared in his mind, Words like "Kill the Great Devil".

“I’m going to a trip to the Gilman Empire. The research of Creevey cannot be stopped indefinitely. During this time, the center of the territory is transferred to the construction of the auxiliary auxiliary tower. I hope that the mage can shoot down the level on the magic tower with the amplification effect. Demon or...angel at level I."

He really thought about what came. Hegel twitched uncontrollably, and then stubbornly replied, "Okay...Okay, but the territorial revenue may not be able to support too many towers at the same time- —”

"There will be someone in the top ten families to help you, just take the opportunity to act."

Morpheus turned his head, and he didn’t let go of his hand to Ashcandy: "With you in town, I believe there will be no problems here."

"No? I have lived up to your trust. I didn't want to say more about what happened last time." Ashcandi rolled his eyes, and suddenly the contrasting expression made her look extremely cute, she was crooked Head, blinked and asked: "Are you still ready to continue the adventure?"

"I don't think this is an adventure."

Morpheus grinned: "You are my Ashcandy, aren't you?"

The queen's mouth curled up and didn't speak, her eyes turned aside.

Hegel next to him felt a little redundant and wanted to take a few steps back, but found that Morpheus turned his head and continued to say to him: "If there is time, I would like to listen carefully to the story of the Glass family, the ten largest families in the mainland. ...When I learned about them, I found that there are indeed things worth learning."

"It's an honor."

Hegel relaxed, bent over to salute, and then watched Morpheus and Ashkandi disappear into view.

"Tomorrow’s night watch... what will it look like?"

While watching Morpheus growing up in Balice all the way, he can't imagine... what kind of history will this big consul make next.

.......

The old power Gilman, located in the northwest of the Fording Empire, can be said to be one of the most powerful countries on this continent-"strong" comes from their lineage, not the words "strongly aggressive" In a nutshell, this country was born with the greatest magician and magical writings on the entire continent, as well as countless philosophers who have a long history.

Strict, demanding and meticulous.

What Morpheus knows the most about books in this country are the most advanced theories of magic. Most of them come from the Gilman Empire’s cutting-edge magic laboratories and colleges. Among the books given by Della, the most words appear. Is the name of the mage in this country.

After telling the things about Lampard, Morpheus flew towards the Gilman Empire in the night without any stay. He did not ride Hydera, because it had to fly around the Lampard border every day, the defense force of the entire territory It can save a lot of human resources, and the current Morpheus is not to demonstrate or show strength in the Gilman Empire. What he has to do is to discuss with the royal family of this empire about the sharing of certain documents. As for others, it is basically There is no need for Hydera.

The speed of Morpheus itself has surpassed that of ordinary dragons. He looked at the earth reflected by the moonlight in the dark night sky. The only thing under his mind was how to let the armed forces of his own territory have the ability to shoot down demons and Angelic means-he did not feel any interest in the hegemony of this continent. Morpheus also understood that he would not be a ruler who would let the civilians live a happy life, so he never wanted to participate in what Hegel is currently responsible for Political affairs, but he understood what his only task was.

He is a soldier, guarding everything he has.

The dark sky crossed a phantom, and occasionally brought bursts of thunder. When the Morpheus reached the Gilman Empire at a breakthrough speed of sound, the eastern sky just showed a hint of white.

The Morpheus, the core of this great empire, has been found on the map and landed directly on Gilman’s capital, Corvette.

His goal is the Royal Palace, but obviously there is no need to break into it directly. Naturally, if he wants something, he naturally needs a measure of proportion. He sorted out a black and gray robe and walked along the street towards the center of the city. Walking around-Although it was dawn, the streets here were clean and tidy. Morpheus felt a kind of "obsessive-compulsive disorder", because he found that the layout of all the buildings he saw and arranged Extremely precise, the distance between each house is extremely uniform, the eaves height, door frame height, window width... all have a weird sense of unity.

Compared to the bustling streets like Byzantine or Ballice, Morpheus here feels like everyone needs to carry a scale with them-although it is a bit exaggerated, but when Morpheus came to the palace When he saw the unusually neatly arranged carriages waiting at the door, he understood why most of the cutting-edge mages were produced here.

Element research, the biggest point is the unity and accuracy.

It was early in the morning, but there was already a team of people asking to enter outside the palace-Morpheus did not rush forward to inform the silver guards at the door of his identity, but looked at the carriage with the royal emblem. Some are fascinated.

Experience is much wider than the ordinary people because of the dragon's territory. He recognized the power behind the emblem...Two lions arched a long sword in the shield, and at the same time there was a pale golden cloud pattern on the edge. -This shows that the owner of the emblem will not be anyone else, only the royal family of the Ingeway Empire.

Morpheus remembered the scene he and Hiddink saw at the edge of the Gilman Empire audience. The funny scene of the two rows of knights confronting him is impressive-it is reasonable to say that these two countries should not be suffering. Qiu Shen? Why is there now a carriage representing the royal family here?

"I hope His Majesty Richard will not be so arrogant again and again, can he not see the situation clearly?"

Clear words came from the side. Morpheus narrowed his eyes and looked up, and found that the most gorgeous middle-aged man in this team of carriages was pulling useless nonsense with the guards in front of the palace... because the guards He didn't even look too far.

A middle-aged man with a distinguished identity can be seen from the row of dazzling medals on his chest, and according to the decoration on his clothes and the hat on his head, Morpheus can judge that this is a marquis of the Ingeway Empire-- This is not a knight who can be seen casually, and the intention of having a marquis as the "ambassador" seems to be obvious.

Political marriage.

"Marquis Linton, I think you should go back to the carriage and wait, even if Richard the Great needs to deal with these things, it must be after the sun has fully risen."

An old man with Gilman’s accent dissuaded the marquis, apparently unwilling to see such an embarrassing scene-the marquis frowned, looking back at the carriages behind him, looking a bit embarrassed: "Your Majesty the Queen There is not much time for us, and... I never thought I would encounter this situation."

Morpheus followed his gaze to the carriages, and the strength of the guards made him stunned. The four guards who didn't look so good didn't even have a commonman, all of them were a-level or stronger!

The situation seems to be getting more interesting.

How many people on this continent can surpass I? Morpheus believes that if there are more than ten people in a country, it can be considered as strong, and at the moment there are four such people beside a plain wagon...Is it a little overkill?

I didn’t wait for him to think more, but the imperial palace that closed the door opened slowly the first time the sun was shining here-there was no deviation in time, and the royal guard who walked out came to the British directly. In front of the Marquis of the Gewe Empire, he said: "Your Majesty has orders, and I refuse to meet anyone today."

"What?!"

This sentence seemed to fuse and made the Marquis' eyes round for a moment. With his patience, he stretched his finger to the guard's nose and said: "This is the third day! I have offered the British In the sincerity of the Gewei Empire, Richard also agreed to the request for marriage, and now I am playing this suit, what does it mean?"

These words made Morpheus not far away affirm his judgment, but he was also curious why the Gilman monarch was always reluctant to approach the marriage partner-the marquis who seemed to be in front of him did not originally It was planned to have more nonsense, but the guard's cold and disdainful "no comment" directly let him run away completely.

"Boo!"

It would never be a civilian aristocrat who could be a marquis in Ingrid. He only slapped his hands. The guards who were fanned on his face did not fly directly out. The three meters rolled into a ball. This strength reached a high level. The nobleman of the Great Swordsman pointed to the guards who were scared by his turning face: "Tell Richard, don't think of any tricks used in this way!"

He turned around and walked away. He didn’t look at the old man with the earthen face. He didn’t walk on the carriage. He walked away directly. There was a lot of suffocation to see whoever was going to do it. .

"Decline to meet anyone today? Why is this the case again?"

When the Morpheus was activated, he immediately frowned at the marquis with doubts about the sound of the Pali cut. Obviously, he asked questions about the situation just now. Ambassador Ritchie?"

The words made the Marquis stunned for a moment, but then he lost a lot of anger. Obviously, these few words of Morpheus made his original frustration a lot smaller-when people see others as unlucky as they are, people usually Will more or less alleviate the depressed mood and produce a "sympathetic sympathy"-like feeling.

Even with strangers.

"Why-are you?"

The Marquis who was still angrily stretched out his hand to straighten the bow tie around his neck and asked in a calm tone.

Morpheus glanced at the guards who were cursing and climbing up, his face full of anger, and his expression was also a lot calmer when he turned back, politely replied: "The messenger from Balice... I have not asked you yet -"

"Bigs Linton, Marquis of Ingeway...Obviously our experience was somewhat similar, and we were refused to be interviewed for three consecutive days. I think this is the first time I have encountered this situation in my life."

The Marquis who did not disclose too much information apparently knows how to keep "secrets".

"I just accepted the messenger of the chores. It was indeed an honor for me to meet the Lord Marquis." Morpheus cleverly gave up the step of introducing the name, and said bluntly: "If you guess right, Ingrid Empire and Gilman..."

"There have been contradictions, haven't you?" For the years of war, Marquis Bigg naturally knew that some information could not be concealed. He shrugged. "Since the end of the Byzantine event, all countries on the mainland understand the current Who is the number one enemy."

Morpheus raised his eyebrows strangely, and then asked tentatively: "Do you mean... that Dragon Knight?"

"Who can still be?" The Marquis Biggs looked back at the team behind him, sighed and continued: "Who knows how Byzantine popped up such a perverted guy, what weapon was it? It won the champion of the swordsmanship competition without using it. It is said that it also edged the fifty angels called by the opponent on the spot!"

"Five...ten?" Morpheus swallowed hard, feeling a bit complicated.

"When I first heard the news, it was an expression with you." The Marquis Biggs shook his head, and didn't notice how strange the Morpheus's expression was, "Gilman and Ingeway were among each other. What's the use of the battle? It's so lively across the strait. When will the Dragon Knight if he has the intention to target Ingeway, let alone the fleet, the whole empire's troops will probably be sent out in vain- —So what's the point of fighting with Gilman in this way?”

As a marquis, Biggs guarded the border territory in southeastern Ingwei. Years of continuous aggression and anti-aggression have made him no longer as aggressive and militant as he was when he was young. The Gilman monarch Richard reached an intention to marry, and this marquis-troubled marquis was pleased with the exception, but he took the initiative to lead the royal princess to come here, but he could not think that Richard even showed a gesture of repentance and refused. Cooperation!

This can make him embarrassed—the task that he has taken can’t be overstated, but the Marquis can’t even contend with a monarch. He has been waiting here for the morning every day for days.

I just wanted to get the Morpheus of the magic array to suddenly change his mind. It was not impulsive, but he suddenly thought of the chain reaction that his strength showed before the mainland people-know the law of this reaction, Morpheus understand himself If it is used a little, I am afraid that the powerful speed of the "night watchman" can be further improved.

"What I said is true, I don’t hide from you, I came here for the same purpose as you." Morpheus pretended to look around and sighed. "--Hey, there is nothing to keep secret, The Balice Empire also did not want to provoke anything after the battle with Fording and Holy Gabriel. How far is the Gilman Empire from Buttigia? It’s not the same that made me come to offer various benefits. Please your majesty?"

Morpheus completely put on a posture of being a brother or brother to the Marquis of Biggs, and then stopped. "I will take a step first, Master Marquis. I'm afraid I have to wait here within ten days."

"Good luck, Ballycher's messenger."

The marquis politely saluted. The cruelty that had just been torn off with the guards had disappeared. Looking at the back of Morpheus leaving, he was relieved, and his mood was no longer so condensed-just at this time, A faint word came from the carriage passing by...

"Marquis Biggs, I think...some things need to be discussed with you."

The sound originates from the carriage guarded by the four a-level swordsmen. The expressionless royal swordsman still looks ahead, and after hearing this sentence, the Marquis Biggs looked embarrassed and seemed hesitant. After a long time, I replied: "As you wish, Your Royal Highness."

When the figure of Morpheus had disappeared at the end of the street, the marquis stepped into the large royal carriage, and the carriage decorated with dark velvet revealed a faint fragrance, and it was the British who sat inside The Royal Family of Granville is only 19-year-old princess Xia Lan this year.

The curtains of the carriage pulled tight, but when the Marquis Biggs entered, the princess was looking through the gap to the street outside the car, and she slowly turned back, staring at the slightly indifferent eyes The marquis in front of him said: "Do you know... who was that person just now?"

"An envoy who was also rejected outside the gate of the palace, according to himself... from Balice, but did not give his name."

In the face of this princess, the battle-stricken Marquis Biggs felt a tight tension...because the strength of the royal princess with a melon seed face and the four swordsmen outside Comparable!

The selection of Princess Xiaran for this marriage is really a decision that makes the royal family feel relieved-because of all the princesses in the entire royal family, she is the only one who resisted the fate of this "marriage" since she was a child, and she has great talent Xia Lan began to train hard since she was a child and reached the level of a master assassin that ordinary people could not reach, but this did not allow her to escape the tragic fate of "political victim."

So in the face of an assassin master who is in a bad mood, the Marquis of Biggs can be described as uncomfortable.

"Oh...Richard's cold reception has left your most basic political mind?"

Princess Xia Lan's words made Marquis Bigg sullen for a while~ IndoMTL.com~ He answered neither, nor did he shake his head, so he didn't dare to say anything in silence.

"You were so scared when facing me, but when you were talking about that messenger, you talked eloquently. Why?" Princess Xia Lan's petite figure was not at all weak, and her mouth was slightly warped, ridiculous Extremely cold, "Do you know the identity of the messenger?"

The Marquis Bigg seemed to notice something was wrong, but he was afraid to answer immediately, frowning and waiting for the answer.

"When so many empires panic because of a "dragon knight" and blindly myth the strength of the other party, who really thought about what would happen when a dragon knight stood in front of you?" Once at the Byzantine swordsmanship contest Princess Xia Lan, who was kicked off the ring by Morpheus, expressed a complex expression: "Balice's messenger? Unfortunately, I know this messenger and I know his name--"

When Marquis Bigg swallowed hard, she whispered the name that made his back cramp.

"Morpheus Windsor."