But Clint didn’t think so. Roulind’s vague explanations aggravated his suspicions. How could he have such a young wizard, and he was ‘very powerful’. Do you really think that everyone in World is Ciel? – And I heard that Ciel is actually a state of Heroic Spirit, so it seems so young, it is said that he is a character of Sword Saint Darus.
However, he did not rashly question, only the same towards the latter. From this point of view, let him startled, he does not know jealousy, because the mountain people rarely appear in the territory. But Ling and Ellen’s Silver Elf bloodline made him big startled – the noble children sent to Trentheim were basically taught by Amandina personally, especially among the younger generation, Clint is only ten years old this year, Roulind is older. . But it is also in his early fifteen years. Their education in Trentheim is often far more than usual, Amandina is very knowledgeable, and much of her knowledge about Aouine comes from Brando’s, which is not just beyond Aouine of this era, even beyond The knowledge and vision of most people in this era.
In Aouine. There are few nobles that really distinguish the difference between the big elf branches, and few people know that there are factions inside Madara. It can be said that these youngsters who walked out from Trentheim are almost the most eye-catching and far-sighted of Aouine in this era. people.
Clint spent much more time studying in Trentheim than Roulind, so he recognized the Silver Elf features of Ling and Lotus at first glance, and he couldn’t help but marvel at Trentheim, who still had such a beautiful descendant of Silver Elf.
At this time Brando stopped the embarrassment to ask questions, and at the same time gave the Grey Wolf Mercenary Company a look, let Albert hold the mountain people, and asked the group: “The Count of Tonigel you said is that The long-known Lord Count?”
“It’s the adult. Mr. Wizard.”
“That’s taking us over.” There was almost no doubt in Brando’s tone, and the boy found himself unable to speak against him, only subconsciously turned his doubts to Roulind.
“Take him there.” Roulind was already familiar with the way the young wizard was talking, replied in a tone of no love.
The wizard adult looks very good, but once he recognizes it, he has a kind of lord of a region, and the words seem to be between the pitch and the magnificent army with thousands of men and horses. It was only seen in the Golan Elson Archduke, and he couldn’t help but pick up Heinz’s unreasonable inference.
Clint thought about it, and there seemed to be no reason to object. Now the enemy is always in front of Lord Count. He believes that no one dares to scatter in front of the Legendary character.
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“Knight Rossburn, who allows you to arbitrarily spread rumors in the cool shirt collar?”
Jutta coldly stares at the middle-aged man in front of him. The lonely sun in the winter passes through the skylight, forming a slanting light that falls in the dark hall of Fortress Fir, and the archway leading to the courtyard is wide open. The daylight that fell on the ground was amazing.
The middle-aged man standing in front of Jutta had a thick beard on his lips, dressed in a pretty face, with a faint sneer on his face: “Lady Jutta, I posted some news outside, but it was a rumor, I’m afraid it’s not true. ?”
“Here is Trentheim. There is nothing that needs you to be more and more!”
“What’s wrong?” Rose replied in surprise: “Do you need a conservative secret to return Lord Count to his territory?”
“Desolation! Lord Thane, how could he come back at this time, he…” Jutta suddenly realized that it was a secret, and subconsciously closed his mouth. She glanced at the other side with the emerald-colored scorpion, breathed in, and the towering **** gently undulating, and replied: “All in all, I hope that you can abide by the rules that the guests should at least obey, otherwise I I have to send you out of the country.”
“Oh, could it be that the real thing in this land is not the Count of Tonigel? Is Lady Jutta already planning to disobey one’s own Lord Thane, or is it already an attempt to collude with that woman?” ”
“Knight Rossburn, pay attention to your words, I will tell Corcova Count what happened here today, maybe you drink too much, I will let you go out and wake up.”
Jutta didn’t know what crazy this guy was doing. In her memory, the jazz, though not great, is at least a gentleman and a courteous gentleman, but today he seems to be a The mad dog is as aggressive.
She turned back and shouted: “Guard!”
At this time, the hall was slightly dark, and a silhouette covered the sunlight at the door. It was a youngster in a black trench coat, and a thick layer of snow on the woolen coat.
Jutta’s voice stuck in his throat: “Lord… Lord Thane…?”
“Jutta, why are you so rude to the friends of royallist?” Youngster asked with a frowning.
Jutta felt that every cold hair in the body was erected, and the sharp metal cavity was not the adult she was familiar with.
She subconsciously retreat a step, pulling out the long sword – a metal trembling sounds in the air, the bright light is refracted on the wall, and the sword tip sways slightly, pointing straight to the opposite two.
Jutta clasped the sword that Brando gave her, and the leather Glove with the black pine emblem was rubbing the hilt and handguards created by Mithril, shouting: “Guards, catch these two people!”
The youngster had touched her cheek with her sword in her hand: “Weird, could it be that I don’t look like Count of Tonigel?”
Jutta couldn’t bear it anymore, Growl stabbed a sword, but she felt that one’s own sword had a barrier and couldn’t get in. The youngster raised his hand and a sharp airflow swept over her abdomen. Jutta only felt black in front of her eyes. The tears in her lower abdomen came from the sea. Her legs were soft and she could not hold the sword in her hand. , ‘kuāng dāng’ fell to the ground, and people also subconsciously smashed.
At that moment, the whole hall seemed to be spinning in front of her eyes. In the middle of the sky, she felt that she fell to the ground. A dazzling blood in the field of vision spread slowly, like the flowers blooming in the autumn forest.
In the voice of Female Knight, the painful and struggling expression is reflected. She tries to get up and wants to catch something, but the blood-stained fingers eventually stop.
Not far away, the sword that Lord Thane sent her was lying quietly on the ground, the blade was slender and slender, and the sword edge was reflecting the cold sunshine of winter.
Rosen glanced coldly at the Female Knight, who was in the pool of blood, and the youngster around him turned in the other direction. In that direction, the guard who was lifting the long halberd suddenly flew up, flew back and slammed into the long table, and slammed the table and chair.
It was as if for a moment, the hall immersed in the darkness was quiet again.
Knight Rossburn squatted and explored Jutta’s breath with his fingers. “She hasn’t died yet, it doesn’t matter, we still use her anyway.”
He stood up again, snapped his fingers, and let a few Black Knights wearing heavy armors come in from the outside and removed the unconscious Female Knight from the pool of blood.
Youngster looked at Jutta’s sword at his feet and thought for a moment, stepping on it and folding the sword edge into two pieces.
When a light sound.
At the other end of the hall, it seems that someone has knocked down the candlestick.
“Who!” Rosburn quickly looked in that direction, only to see the back of a black hair girl flying away. He knows the girl, a Bucce country girl named Su, she is the daughter of Red Copper Dragon Leto, a guest of Fortress Fir: “Catch her, can’t let her leave Fortress Fir!”
A wind blade has been released from the side of the youngster, but this time it hit the stone pillar at the other end of the hall, causing a smashing stone.