The Magic Thief Chapter 4:

"His Royal Highness, can you satisfy my curiosity? How did you and the heir of Lord Sirthburg know each other?" His Majesty the King leaned to one side, leaning to the Prince's ear, who was sitting beside him, and whispered Asked.

"Your Majesty, there are many people in your country who don’t want to see that a peace agreement is signed between our country and your country. For safety, I had to take a detour into Yi Lei, and from there I took a boat to Nangang, and was heading to Sesi. On the way to the fort, we met this little heir and his companions by chance. We were attacked at the same time that night. The target of the attacker is unknown whether we or the little heir. The battle was quite tragic, if not Because the attackers have dispersed their forces, I am afraid that your majesty will not see me here." Prince Henry also replied softly.

"Oh, your Excellency is so humble. With such a powerful Paladin as Mr. Foster guarding by your side, and with the Org Mage as your guard, the attacker will not be able to hurt you at all. "The king said with a smile.

"The situation at the time was quite critical. We were able to escape safely and it was completely the result of the blessing of the gods. Without that young man and his men, I am afraid that we would not be able to escape the Bart Forest without loss. The young man himself is An excellent magician, Master Ogg praised him for his unlimited future. What's more, there was also a figure comparable to Foster under his hand. However, because it happened to be late at night, Foster was unable to play at night. He has all the strength, but the opponent is obviously a warrior accustomed to the dark night. In the night, he seems to be a demon **** from the Nine Nether Abyss. If it is not an old man in the opponent’s camp, Foster and The battle of that soldier, I am afraid, Foster will be killed in that scary forest, and we are even less likely to escape the deadly attack of that soldier." Prince Henry said indifferently.

Although the tone was flat, he thought for a long time before he finally made up his mind in order to say this.

Sure enough, exactly as he expected, Francis XVI's face immediately became extremely ugly when he heard these words. There was no trace of blood on his face, as if it was covered with a layer of gray. Since Labelle reported his amazing discoveries, the King has not felt at ease for a day, always feeling that there is an assassin who wants to take his life hidden in the darkness and gloom. Although the palace magician Waki ​​had arranged several defensive magic around him, and the sacred amulet used to save his life from the archbishop was always hung close to his chest, all this did not make him feel at ease.

Magic Waki ​​once promised to help him fulfill his wish. The Persius wizard who presided over the hearing has the power to control the spirits of others. Although he cannot instill loyalty and obedience into people’s minds, He can turn a knowledgeable and smart person into an idiot who knows nothing except eating and sleeping. At that time, everything can logically attribute the blame to the failure of magic. Because magicians are different from ordinary people, the secular laws have no effect on them, and they are only under the jurisdiction of the Magic Association. The chairman of the Magic Association is not a person who is willing to make things bigger, so naturally he will not impose too much punishment on the Persoth magician. In this way, everything is resolved.

Let an idiot sit in the seat of Lord Sirthburg, and the magic-savvy assassin disappears. Searthburg has their autonomy. As long as they no longer touch their interests, they should not stand in opposing camps. The stability of the Kingdom of France is of vital importance to them, a war-torn Buddha. Langshi probably won't bring them any benefits.

However, things are completely different now. What he faced was not just Surthburg, not just some businessmen who only wanted profit, but a deeply hidden killer group with unfathomable strength. An assassin who is proficient in magic. An assassin with the strength of a paladin. Maybe there are other assassins that have never been heard or seen. Although I don't know why, Surthburg wants to send a killer to take on the role of heir to the lord. It is obviously more appropriate to find a liar than to arrange such a powerful killer. However, let such an assassin who has spent a lot of effort and training become an idiot for some unknown reason. Will the assassin organization become irritated by this, and then send a more terrible assassin to take his own life, this king? Your Majesty is not at all sure.

Perhaps now is the time to reconsider the countermeasures. Maybe it is too late to stop this hearing. Perhaps it was time to acknowledge the power of Surthburg and let this damned storm calm down, which was the most appropriate choice. The king's heart struggled. He has never felt so difficult to choose.

Just as he made up his mind to stop all of this, he was stunned to find that the situation had changed unexpectedly. It's too late to stop now.

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Like His Majesty, when the hearing began, Ribo did not focus on the magician who presided over the meeting. He was more concerned about when Brother Faying would send him the ring. In addition, Ruibo also tried his best to find familiar faces from those who attended the hearing.

Eckert and Miss Randy were obviously excluded from the hearing. They were so far away that they could see their carriage parked at the other end of the square, but they were too far apart, and it was impossible to see what was sitting on the carriage. who. Will Frila be in there? Are Fanny and Justine also on the carriage? Are their hearts full of anxiety? How sad would they be if the hearing finally made a verdict against them? All this worries Ruibo.

By now, he doesn't care about personal safety anymore. When he was in Lombard prison, he already wanted to understand.

Be able to get acquainted with such extraordinary people as Mr. Hyde, Eckert and Kellle; be able to meet Mr. Marsek, and be fortunate to be his disciple; be able to have with Miss Randy, Miss Fanny and Miss Justine Such a beautiful memory; to be able to re-see the saint Miss Freila in my childhood and make her the most important part of life. To be able to have all of this, the others have become no longer important. I am no longer the small Nangang clerk, nor the little liar who pretends to be Ribo Byendis. When he came out of the Lombard prison, he seemed to be completely reborn. This quiet, undisturbed life in captivity gave him time to think about the problem, allowing him to sort out the memories in his mind again. Ruibo even felt that the souls of thinkers and sages who had lived in Lombard prisons for hundreds of years seemed to have been lingering there. They guarded this "temple of thought" and gave enlightenment to the latecomers.

The moment he walked out of the Lombard prison, he seemed to really know his identity. He was Ribo Byendis, heir to the lord of Thursberg, although his blood and the Medin family did not A trace of contact, but he is a real Nangang. Nangang belongs to the people of Nangang. It does not belong to His Majesty the King, nor does it belong to the Mai Ding family. It is his duty to guard this land that gave birth to him and nurtures him. With this belief, Ruibo no longer has any fear. He waited, waiting for Brother Faying to bring the ring to him.

While Ribo was waiting anxiously, the Possius magician had finished his usual opening remarks. The Persius magician is obviously not a person who is good at speech, he just wants to solve the matter as soon as possible.

As long as the heir to the lord of Sirthburg becomes an idiot, he can get the "Book of Beast Spirits" he dreams of from Watch. Legend has it that the "Book of Beast Spirits" records the essence of ancient summoning magic. If you can study this book thoroughly, you will definitely go to the next level and become another admired wizard.

The wizard of Perthos was very excited about this. He walked up to everyone and said: "Everyone, the matter of the heir to the lord of Sirthberg has been delayed for a long time, and it has been repeated, and it has not been completely resolved. Now, I By the order of His Majesty the King, presiding over this hearing is to bring this matter to a successful conclusion.

"You may have questions. Why did Your Majesty send me to preside over this hearing? I am a magician. The magic I study is the kind of magic that ordinary people call summoning. I have the ability to establish a spiritual relationship with others Although the power of communication, as a summoning magician, the control of human spirit and will is far inferior to those who are good at spiritual magic. However, there is a kind of magic that can control any creature in a short period of time. It can bring us the final answer. Whether the boy in front of us is the real heir to the lord of Sirthberg, or just a counterfeit with another conspiracy, under the effect of this kind of magic, it will become clear. ."

Persoth magician briefly explained the magic he was about to perform.

But before he could finish speaking, an elder in the crowd interrupted him.

"Dear Mr. Magician, how can you ensure that the methods you use are fair and reasonable? Ordinary people of us don’t know whether you are using your magical power to manipulate the heirs of Lord Sirthberg Thought, let him speak words that are not of his own will." The old man said sternly. Many people nodded their heads underneath. Obviously, they were part of the people who stood in the presbytery, and the Earl of Fox was even more smiling.

This sudden speech turned out to be unexpected. In fact, the old man does not belong to any party. He is not the speaker and instigator already arranged by the elders. It is for this reason that the old man's speech has a special weight.

The Magician Persius had obviously expected that someone would raise such a suspicion a long time ago. Before that, the Sorceress of Watch had already discussed a countermeasure with him. He replied unhurriedly: "Don't worry, there is a gentleman who has studied spiritual magic this morning. As we all know, the priests who serve the gods have special powers bestowed by the gods, and they also have the ability to communicate with others spiritually. The power of, while I am casting magic on the heir of Lord Sirthberg, the bishop can monitor my every move. Once I want to instill a certain consciousness and control the spirit of the little heir, any abnormal behavior will immediately cause the bishop Attention."

Speaking of this, Persius glanced around, and he was quite satisfied with the response of the nobles. This is how he and Magister Waki ​​have worked out a way to deal with it. They had never considered controlling Mr. Ribo's will, it was too dangerous, and it was easy to show their feet. They were convinced that the boy in front of him was a fake, and they could justify it. Mind control allows him to tell the truth.

However, it doesn’t make sense to reveal the identity of this young man. His Majesty does not intend to be an enemy of Surthburg. He just wants to reach an agreement that is acceptable to each other and let the killer who can threaten his life come from him. disappear. Therefore, he only needs to let the magic fail when the magic is halfway through, and then damage the brain of the teenager.

It is too easy to do this. Compared with the spell wizard who is proficient in mind control, the summoner has a stronger mental power, and can damage the subject's brain to an irreversible level in an instant. This power was originally used to control those extremely dangerous and terrifying demon creatures, and when they got out of control, they could be destroyed immediately. It's easier to deal with people.

The old man was obviously quite satisfied with Persius' explanation. He sat back in his seat and didn't speak anymore.

The archbishop was hesitant, and the more upright Persius appeared, the stronger his anxiety became. No one knows the details of Ribo better than him. Hyde told Ribo's life experience to the patriarch of Surthburg, and the patriarch reported it to the church through a secret document. The archbishop was indeed worried that Ribo would confess the truth of the matter. At that time, both the transfer and the Surthburg will be in big trouble.

Just as the archbishop was worried about this, he suddenly felt that someone behind him stabbed him in the back. The archbishop took a quick glance from the corner of his eye and saw the thief dispatched by Hyde's liar leader to be his helper standing behind him. The thief was smiling, and it seemed that he had already stolen things into his hands.

The archbishop breathed a sigh of relief. He cleared his voice and said, "Mr. Perthos, your justice is well known, but in order to convince everyone, can I make a little arrangement so that the gods in the heaven can also participate? In this hearing, the heavenly gods are absolutely fair and cannot deceive."

The Magician Persius did not answer anything, he just raised his hand and made an inviting gesture.

The archbishop was also standing still. He just ordered the clergy standing beside him to draw a few divine texts around Ruibo with golden paint that had been blessed and prayed, and outline some borders and magic patterns. In fact, these arrangements are all insignificant blindfolds, just to facilitate the thief to send the ring to Ruibo.

When the thief secretly made a successful gesture, both the archbishop and Ribo breathed a sigh of relief. Brother Faying is worthy of being a thief for many years. Whether it is stealing or passing on stolen goods, he has already reached a level of proficiency. He just circled Ribo, not even close to Ribo's body, the ring had fallen silently into Ribo's collar. Ruibo has also learned some stealing skills. Although he is not a golden finger, the tricks of those second bridge players are quite proficient. Shrugging his shoulders lightly, letting the ring slip into the sleeves, Ribo pinched the ring tightly in his hand.

Ribo stroked the sapphire ring with his fingers, and he felt an indescribable feeling for almost a moment. His feelings became extremely sensitive, and it seemed that everything around him had become surprisingly slow. All the people around made strange behaviors, slowly raising their lips to spit out a low, unintelligible voice. But in this slow world, Ruibo seems to be able to see the flow of time. It is a feeling that is difficult to express clearly in words, just like a person swimming underwater cannot accurately describe the flow of water. But this feeling is so clear and real. Abnormal conditions appear suddenly and disappear suddenly. Ruibo didn't know how long it took, everything returned to its original appearance, and the world returned to its original speed.

The Posoth magician was standing in front of him, frowning and asking him: "Mr. Ribo Byendis, you already know everything I'm talking about, if your Excellency is ready , Then let’s start."

Ribo didn't know what he was talking about, he just nodded mechanically.

The Magician Persius retreated to a place five meters away. He held the wand with both hands, and one end of the wand pointed directly at Ribo's brow. The Persius magician began to recite a lengthy mantra, which was composed of a divine text that Ribo didn't know clearly. That's not the wind language taught to him by Teacher Masik. However, with his thumb pressed tightly on the sapphire ring, he seemed to be able to understand the spell completely, as if the Postos magician was whispering to him.

In addition to the Persoth magician, Ribo also discovered another force, a force that gathered from all directions and gently wrapped himself. This power is like a piece of armor, blocking the spell of the Persoth magician. Ribo glanced at the archbishop who was sitting on the referee's bench in the distance. The archbishop did not change anything. Obviously, it was not the adult who was secretly protecting himself. The person who can withstand the power of the Persoth magician, who hides behind the scenes and keeps himself, is definitely not a nameless person in the church. It seems that the church has been prepared long ago, and Ruibo's heart has become more settled. Since someone kept himself secretly, Ribo didn't plan to use the power sealed in that ring.

"Your Excellency, I want to confirm your identity, who is your mother?" Persoth asked routinely.

"Lisa Medin, the daughter of the former lord of Searthburg." Ribo said calmly.

The Persoth magician has apparently noticed that the subject is not affected by his power, and apparently someone is protecting him in secret. The Persius magician knew who was behind the scenes without guessing. There were not a few people with such power in the capital. He did not notice the fluctuation of spiritual magic energy. There is no doubt that the church is in charge. Behind the scenes. There are probably only two clergymen who can compete with him, the archbishop and the chief priest. But Persius Mage didn't care about it, anyway, he had no intention of controlling the spirit of the young man in front of him. The real killer hasn't come out yet.

The Persoth magician continued his questioning. The hearing continued in one question and one answer.

Except for the Archbishop and the Persoth Magician, everyone else was confused, because everyone felt that His Majesty the King held this hearing, and the original purpose should be to make the heirs of Searthburg fake their identities. The charges, and the charges of cooperative fraud, controlled Surthburg, and at the same time gave Surthburg a severe punishment. They guessed, did His Majesty the King also secretly signed an agreement with Sarthburg? Just as everyone was puzzled, the mutation happened.

The heir to Lord Thurthberg, who had been sitting quietly on a chair to answer questions, suddenly stood up, with an angry expression on his face. These little heirs made a strange gesture with their left hand, their index finger pointed straight at the sky, and the other four fingers stretched forward to aim at the Persoth Mage. On the other hand, Possius magician seemed much more embarrassed. His face was pale and sweat dripped down his cheek drop by drop. The hair that had been neatly combed was now messy. His eyes protruded outwards, his pupils shrank into a small spot, and the blue veins on his forehead burst.

Just as everyone was puzzled, all of a sudden, the turquoise dotted on the wand exploded. The flying fragments caused a cry of fear from onlookers. The turquoise was shattered and scattered one by one, and the three metal crescents embedded on the top of the wand also showed obvious cracks. As the little heir of Surthburg approached step by step, full of anger, the crack became clearer and clearer.

"Why do you want to do this? Who made you kill me?"

Ribbo asked in a cold tone. In order to make his words more powerful, Ribbo showed a calm and cold expression. This is the most frightening and angry expression he knows. This is Kyle. The expression full of murderous intent.

At that moment, Ribo suddenly felt that the magician of Persius suddenly increased his strength, and a powerful mental wave hit his forehead like a sharp arrow. At that moment, a feeling of paralysis spread throughout Ruibo's body.

Ribo was taken aback by this sudden blow, and he wondered if it was another special way of probing by the Persoth magician. At this moment, Persoth's mage full of malicious consciousness entered Ruibo's brain with that powerful mental fluctuation. In that instant, Ruibo finally understood that this was the real method that Persius magician used to deal with himself. The reason why he is safe is obviously because he has part of the spiritual power of the Great Sorcerer Kai Mildit.

The mental attack of the Persoth magician can't be compared with the power of Mildit. The deadly attack can only make him feel paralyzed. Just as Ruibo felt hesitant and didn't know how to deal with this sudden attack, the second wave of attacks arrived. This time it was even more fierce. Ruibo raised his left hand almost subconsciously, and the palm of his hand naturally formed a peculiar gesture. Everything seemed to be familiar and practiced repeatedly, so that it formed a conditioned reflex.

Like the same drop of water falling on the surface of the water, the menacing attack disappeared without a trace except for waves of spiritual ripples that were invisible to ordinary people. Subconsciously again, Ribo gave a sharp blow and replied. The power sealed in the sapphire ring, following Ruibo’s right thumb, gathered along the right arm to the tip of the left finger, that powerful force converged into a sharp needle that seemed to be urged and aimed at Persuo. The magic wand in the hand of Sorceress shot over. The sharp needle that ordinary people couldn't see happened to meet the third wave of attack that Persius had just brewed.

Possius concentrated all his power on the tip of the wand, in the center surrounded by the three metal crescents. There is also the target of Ruibo. The sharp needle pierced the power gathered by the Persius magician at once, and the energy ran around along the spells and magic patterns on the top of the wand. The incantations that were deeply scarred on the wand shattered one after another. In the end, one of the turquoise stones with magical properties was shattered. One by one, when all the turquoise was broken and drained, the raging power swept back towards Persius. Persius struggled to throw away the wand in his hand, but his hand had lost control.

Seeing all this, Ruibo didn't know how to deal with it.

Suddenly the archbishop’s voice rang in his ears: "Quickly, continue to pursue, and put as much pressure on Persius as possible to make him confess to the master behind the scenes. In this way, your majesty will have no time to be there anymore. There is too much entanglement in this matter in Surthburg."

Listening to what the archbishop said, Ribo dismissed the idea of ​​stopping the attack. Kelller taught him that he should never be given a chance to breathe in the face of the enemy, even if he wants to stay alive and get information from him, The other party must also have no room for resistance. Regarding Kelller's teachings, Ribo has always followed. It couldn't be easier for Ribo to pretend to look fierce, because Kyle is the best role model. Regarding Kyle’s look and demeanor, Ribo could not be more familiar with it, so it is extremely easy to borrow, and it can be called vivid.

The Persius magician has been unable to retreat, because his legs have also lost control. Although he wants to stay away from the fierce youth in front of him as much as possible, his body is already completely stiff, and the backlash of spiritual magic is taking place. Destroy his nerves. This is the most terrible punishment, even more terrifying than becoming an idiot. In the end, he will become a zombie, a living corpse that can think and have consciousness, but the body can't move anymore. Persius turned his head with all his might, he wanted to ask His Majesty the King for help. But from His Majesty's eyes, all he saw was fear.

The King's eyes widened in horror. He seemed to feel that the person whose life was being threatened was not the Persoth magician, but himself. His Majesty the King no longer doubts Labelle’s original judgment. Anyone who sees the current appearance of the young heir of Surthbourg will believe that this ordinary boy who usually looks ordinary is an incompetent person. A dangerous man whose life is in sight. Persius had obviously become a prey in the hands of this young man.

"Answer me, who caused you to attack me?" Ribo asked, taking another step.

Perseus gave the king a desperate look. He already knew that His Majesty the King would not stand up to save himself, because he was already overwhelmed by himself. Persius lifted his lips, and the numbness had spread to his chest. He even felt extremely difficult to breathe, let alone speaking.

"Yes..." Persius spit out a note with all his strength. He took a deep breath, trying to say everything.

At this moment, a golden-red bird floated from a distance, and its flying feathers seemed to be true.

Seeing this cute and exquisite bird, Persius’s face instantly turned pale. He wanted to dodge, but his body was stiff and unable to move. He wanted to call out the name of the messenger, but the feeling of numbness extended. On the tongue, he wanted to ask for help, but he found desperately that it was impossible.

The fiery red bird was originally blocked between the huge square formed by the four pillars, but suddenly, the four pillars lost their original magical power. The magic barrier was removed silently, and the little bird was no longer blocked, and it fell on Persius. In an instant, Persius' body was enveloped in flames. With his stiff body, he couldn't even struggle, it was like a roast goose on the grill being swallowed by the raging flames.

For a moment, everyone in the meeting panicked. Those nobles have never seen such a horrible scene. A living person was ignited and burned in front of their eyes. From time to time, there was a miserable and hoarse howl of Persius from the fire. This horrible scene made the nobles lose their minds, and they fled one after another, as if staying here again, the fire would spread to them.

The flames of magic are far more fierce than normal fires. Riber watched Persius transform into a pillar of fire in front of him, but he had nothing to do with all this in front of him. He has only a superficial knowledge of flame magic. Such an experienced flame magic is definitely not something he can deal with.

In the pillar of fire, Persius's figure gradually disappeared. When the flame went out, even a trace of ashes could not be found on the ground, and there was no trace of being burned by the fire. That summoner just disappeared without a trace under everyone's eyes.

Suddenly, two flaming red birds flew in the distance. This time no one was intoxicated by their beauty, because everyone knew that these two very cute little things were actually the gods of death sent by the **** demon.

Everyone fled around, and no one was able to maintain the original noble image. Those nobles who fell to the ground crawled in disregard of dignity, and the nobles who were panicking jumped up and jumped over the "creepers" who blocked the road in front. When life is threatened, all gentleness and etiquette are gone. All people think about is how to escape this terrible place as much as possible. Although the two firebirds were obviously not directed at them, fear desperately drove everyone away like a whip.

His Majesty the King was also terrified, and all this was not planned by him. When Persius was forced to retreat step by step, the entire "script" had been completely disrupted, and the appearance of the firebird made the situation uncontrollable. His Majesty the King knew very well what the death of Persius meant. There will be no magicians willing to serve him in the future. The reputation of killing people will fall on his head. No one would be willing to serve a ruthless tyrant who kills people, especially those magicians who possess special powers. For him, this is a huge loss that cannot be tolerated. Over the past ten years, he has spent countless hard work and just disappeared into nothing with the soaring flames.

The king sat on his throne blankly, his mind blank. He didn't even notice that the other two firebirds were flying towards here quickly. Fortunately, there are those loyal guards around him, all of whom are members of the Paladins loyal to the royal family.

The Paladins is a corps directly under the orders of the King of France. The era of Francis III gradually took shape. The knights formally formed in the era of the V have always been the most powerful fighting force in the Kingdom of France. Every knight of the Paladins must swear allegiance to His Majesty the King before joining the group. It now appears that they all guard this oath loyally.

I saw these brave knights rushing forward, enclosing the Francis XVI regiment in the middle, and the shield tied to their right arm, which they raised upward, gave out a faint golden light.

It is the guardian of the gods, and the magical skill passed down by the Great Sorcerer Kai Mildit.

However, the two firebirds did not fall towards His Majesty the King. Their original target was Ribo. Two firebirds flicked towards Ruibo from left to right.

Although he didn't know how to deal with the immediate crisis, Ribo instinctively jumped forward, rolled two in a row, and fled to the side.

This is the escape technique Kelller taught him. For a period of time, he would repeat this exercise countless times every morning. Ribo did not forget the teachings of Kelller. Avoiding an attack does not mean that he is safe. He quickly turned his head and glanced behind him, trying to see the situation clearly so that he could take more appropriate actions to avoid the deadly threat.

Unexpectedly, the two firebirds seemed to freeze in mid-air, struggling to flap their wings, but they couldn't move a bit. A faint cloud and mist floated in the air, and the cloud and mist were like a large dense net, which tightly enveloped the two firebirds. As if he understood something, Ruibo reached out and touched his chest pocket. Sure enough, the "gold coin" disappeared without a trace.

Looking at the two struggling firebirds caught in the net, Ribo didn't know what to do with them. Maybe finding a pool and throwing them in was an option.

"Are you really going to do this?" The cloud made a slight sound like metal rubbing.

"Destroy these dangerous things. I don't want them to hurt anyone." Ribo ordered.

As his voice fell, the two firebirds struggled a few times and then turned into a cloud of sparks and exploded with a slight noise. The sparks in the sky are really beautiful, but Ruibo will never forget how dangerous they are. He didn't even bother to appreciate the strange scenery of the sky full of Mars. Now that the magician who presided over the hearing is dead, Ruibo has no way of guessing how this hearing will end. He slowly walked towards His Majesty the King, and only the Supreme could give him a clear answer.

"No, don't let him come close, stop him, let him go far." A hoarse shout came from the defensive circle surrounded by the guard knights.

Those guarding knights put their hands on the sabers around their waists, looking like they are facing an enemy. At this time, Rabel walked out from the side. There was such a big commotion just now. As the king's loyal dog, he naturally had to stand by the king and guard him.

Label knew very well that the horrible scene just now put His Majesty the King on the verge of insanity. Now the king can no longer be irritated. His Majesty, who was originally a cowardly character, has never seen such a horrible scene of burning a living person. In addition, he has been under tremendous mental pressure during the recent period. If the heir of the little lord comes closer, in this case, your majesty is likely to have a mental breakdown. Rabel bit his head and greeted him.

"Mr. Rebout Byendis, are you going to be against His Majesty the King?" Rabell asked with a straight face, and now he can only say that.

As he expected, Ribo took a step back, apparently he also understood the current situation. Presumably there is no need for anyone to announce that this hearing is over. The only thing Ribo wants to confirm is what plans the king has.

"Mr. Labelle, am I going back to Lombardy with you now? Or to be free and return to my home?" Riber asked with a smile.

Label also smiled and said: "Please, please, if you think that Lombard is not as boring as the outsiders are rumored, please feel free to visit, but the clam chow in Lombard must not be as delicious as in your mansion. , There are those ladies in your mansion waiting for your return, you certainly don’t want to disappoint them."

"Yeah, it is indeed time to go home." Ribo sighed and said: "I will miss Lombard. There is no such interesting character as Mr. Magler outside. I have lost such a A neighbor is undoubtedly a great loss in life."

Seeing Ribo joking half-truth, Labelle's mood immediately eased a lot. He also approached, lowered his voice and joked: "This is very simple. As long as your Excellency is willing to vouch for Mr. Magre Du Millier, I will sign the release certificate immediately. To be honest, I also hope that Mr. Magre He can leave Lombardy as soon as possible. Although he is a very interesting person, he is also a very difficult gentleman to serve."

Ribo recalled the quirks of Magler, and he gave a knowing smile.

Stepping out of the hearing easily, Ribo went straight to the carriage in the distance. He didn't notice that the nobles who had escaped and the guards who had been keeping order just now all retreated when they saw him passing by. What made them feel so terrified was obviously the mysterious magical power. The magician burning in the flames, the confrontation of spiritual power that ordinary people couldn't understand at all, all of this left an indelible and terrifying impression on the nobles who were watching. For them, magic is no longer a magical power worth boasting about, but a curse of the evil demon in the underworld. Everyone has made up his mind to stay away from these people with special abilities as much as possible. Seeing Ribo approaching, these nobles who had just been deeply tortured by magic evaded one after another.

Walking up to the carriage, Ted is still driving the carriage. Faying had already changed his outfit and sat next to Ted. His hand was playing with a very novel and elegant necklace inlaid with countless precious stones. Obviously this was the pocket of the gentleman he took the lead in taking advantage of the chaos. , Stolen loot. Ribo can only pray in his heart, I hope the original owner of this necklace is not the great bishop, otherwise, he may have to spend some time talking.

Ribo said hello to Faying and Ted, and walked toward the car door. He wanted to know if Miss Randy and the others were in the car.

When the car door opened, Ruibo froze for a moment, except for the actor, there was no one in the car.

"Don't be disappointed. It took me a lot of effort to keep them at home. During the few days you were away, those ladies made me feel extremely painful. Now that you are back, go back and comfort them." The actor said with a smile, and he reached out and pulled Ribo into the carriage.

The carriage moved slowly. Ted waved his whip vigorously and vigorously, and the voice was exceptionally loud.

On the square, all the people watched the carriage go away, and their hearts were very disturbed. Another factor of instability appeared in the capital, and the balance of strength became unbalanced once again. Everyone participating in the hearing is an elite among the nobles who are proficient in politics, and naturally they can see the trick at a glance.

The confirmation of the identity of the heir to Lord Surthburg has become a thing of the past, and no one will bring up this matter again. His Majesty the King will not, the Elder's House will not, and the others will not. If the heir to the lord of Surthbourg continues to stay in the capital, the one who is most worried about this is probably His Majesty the King himself. In today's hearing, the king has obviously lost the bargaining chips he has just won.

Diplomatic victory-the agreement signed with the Kingdom of Delizhi indeed made the king's position extremely stable for a time. But now, the Firebird who suddenly broke into the hearing, and the Persoth magician who was burned to the ground, created an indelible gap between him and other magicians. Although he still has the Sorceress of Waki ​​by his side, he still has the support of the Magic Association. However, the magicians would never be willing to serve the king who once killed people.

Lost the trust of many magicians, His Majesty also lost the advantage over Prince Phillips. Relying solely on the Paladins and the two wizards, His Majesty the King has been unable to suppress Prince Phillips. If the magicians who have lost trust in the king take refuge in the prince's side, then the king's throne has already been pulled out of his ass.

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For Ruibo, the happiest thing to return home is to meet Miss Randy and the others. The saddest thing is also this thing. Even a strong woman like Miss Randy, when he saw his beloved little husband returning to her safely, she still couldn't help crying. The intermittent crying made everyone feel extremely sad.

Fanny is the same as Miss Randy, her life experience has created their strong personality, but compared with Miss Randy, Fanny must be much immature, and she has already put all her love on Ruibo. Even more can not conceal the joy in my heart. She burst into tears, her legs couldn't even support her body, she knelt on the ground and wept bitterly.

Listeen is a little girl who is easily emotional. When Ribo appeared at the door, she fell into Ribo’s arms. Justine's tears even wetted Ribo's collar, and she kept complaining to Ribo. Complained that Eckert would not let her go to Lombardy, complained that Eckert lied to her that the hearing would be held tomorrow, and complained that the little thief took her bribe and actually followed Eckert to lie to her.

Obviously Ribo heard all the crying and complaining of Justine. But he was not bored, on the contrary a warm feeling came into his heart. Except for holding Justine tightly in his arms, Ribo didn't know how to express his apology. It was he who frightened everyone, and he made the ladies cry.

The villa was immersed in sadness and joy.

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Outside the door, the three of Eckert, Ted, and Faying were necked and pacing back and forth in the snow.

"It's so cold, I really want to sit by the stove and roast it. If there is another cup of hot milk, it would be even better." Faying said to himself.

"You can go in, no one will stop you." Ted said disapprovingly.

"Listening to those women crying will make me short-lived." Brother Faying replied immediately. In fact, he still couldn't figure out how this fellow Ruibo could bear all this.

"By the way, it's time to talk about business, Brother Faying, you have to let your head know as soon as possible what happened here. I absolutely can't believe in pigeons for such an important thing. You send someone to make a special trip." Eckert Said.

"I will let the quick legs here pass the news to the head, don't worry." Faying said with a smile.

"No, you have to send a trusted goldfinger to run. This matter is very important." Eckert shook his head and said, "If you do this, the chain will let you Stay, or you have to spit it out."

Brother Faying shrugged helplessly, and he suddenly asked, "Actor, why don't you tell this matter through the church? There are special things in the church to convey news, which is very convenient to use. "

Eckert lowered his voice and said, "Before we set off, the head once said that before Ribo’s identity is confirmed, we and the church are friends who can trust each other, but when things are settled, we have to be on guard. They are."

Brother Faying nodded, asking him to do anything for the gold necklace.

"Brother Faying, from now on, you have to send people to pay close attention to the church, maybe they will do something." Eckert ordered again.

"This may be troublesome. I am afraid it is not easy to send someone there." Faying shook his head and said.

Standing in the snow, Faying began to figure out with a sad face, how to get a brother into the church.