Although the young ladies of the Black Rose Family are all petite and cute, their demeanor, tone of voice, words and deeds can all tell that the soul inside them is that of an adult.
As for Wenjian Tianxia Youth, the name already declares that their soul composition is mainly composed of young students.
They are young and vigorous, and what they pursue is to meet and drink with each other, and to tie their horses to the weeping willows of tall buildings. They are happy if they succeed, and it doesn't matter if they fail.
The people on the airship watched the children who asked for swordsmanship laughing and dancing with the members of the Black Rose indifferently.
Knight Spencer said to himself: "It doesn't matter. I already knew that someone who would lose the city so inexplicably must be unreliable."
If you have any objections, tell them to go back to the king." He finally encouraged himself: "I'm here to clean up the mess, I'm here to fight, and the rest has nothing to do with me."
Fran quietly parked the float boat 5 meters above the ground.
A piece of the ship's side fell outwards and turned into a long metal staircase reaching to the ground.
Fran stood at the escalator with Adrian and Hill, and gave him his blessing: "May you be invincible wherever you lead!"
Knight Spencer took a deep breath and led his followers down the hanging ladder.
The young master who asked the sword had already communicated with the bald man and was arranging his team to welcome the Spencer knight.
Hill could see that he was really happy. If he were a noble in this world and lost a city so stupidly, the whole family would be heartbroken.
The players are different. Perhaps what the young master thinks about most right now is that he must help the NPC take back the city. It is better than leaving the city to Lu Huayu or the end of the world.
Knight Spencer could only look puzzled as he watched the cheerful young master and his companions gather around him to welcome him.
Although he was confused, since the failed city lord expressed his warm welcome, Knight Spencer put aside all his worries and officially took over the temporary camp.
Fran led the two people back to the hall. He glanced at Hill, who quickly tidied up the hall.
Adrian looked at him, smiled, and summoned the furniture in the hall again.
Fran sat on the sofa and exhaled a long breath.
Adrian sat next to him and said, "I thought this place was collapsed and desperate, but I didn't expect that everyone from top to bottom acted as if nothing had happened.
Spencer can reorganize it for two days and then call back, right?"
Hill sat quietly: For the players, all they lose is face and money. They may be depressed for a while, but they will never be sad or despairing about it.
Especially since Wenjian's loss was so topical. What a huge amount of money it provided to the players!
What is probably being discussed on the players' forum now is not that Wenjian lost, but that the young master ruined the city for a woman, and that Lu Huayu cheated himself by sending his girl to his house.
Whether you don’t love the country and love the beauty, or you end up harming yourself by harming others, evil will be punished. This kind of scene that only appears in TV dramas is actually staged in reality. Hill feels that this matter can make players spread the word to this book.
Places like Weibo of the world.
The bald head points out the key point. If the name is not changed, this beautiful reputation will accompany the young master for a lifetime.
Fran shook his head: "Although I can't understand their thinking, if you think about it, they are originally from another world, and you can understand that no matter how you fail here, it will not hurt their roots."
He glanced at the two of them: "We sent Spencer here and took him to investigate Alliance City. Don't go in that direction these days. If three legends join forces, this ship may not be able to hold on."
Adrian nodded: "Okay, teacher, let's just float the boat on these clouds!"
Fran looked at Hill and said: "No matter how strong your curiosity is, you are not allowed to go down. It must be very chaotic now. Adrian and I don't feel comfortable leaving the floating ship."
Adrian smiled and said: "Hold the cat and stay calm. Don't stay too long on the deck."
Hill nodded helplessly: Alice had been locked in his room during this period, and he had to let her out to relax.
Spencer began his counterattack in the early morning hours three days later.
Hill was lying on the window, watching the endless march of the army facing each other.
Although the knights' horses are more elegant and majestic, players have mounts regardless of their profession.
Adrian stared blankly, very puzzled: "Why does the mage ride a horse?"
Hill couldn't answer him: Mounts can't be available to only one profession. Otherwise, the game would be discontinued.
And players do not have the sense of pride that mages have like flying in the air, high above, and looking down at other professions that can only be underground.
Sky Knights can fly, but they can only float in the air for a short time. Other professions can only fly after becoming legendary.
Only mages, no matter what element they prefer, can use levitation to fly when they reach the mage stage.
Therefore, mages fly by themselves no matter where they go. Flying is the capital of the mage profession that stands out from the rest.
But players don't feel this way.
Even if the people who came to support arrived after the mage flew for a long time, it was still because they were not familiar with the road.
The knights, swordsmen, and priests riding all the way only arrived yesterday.
But their mages never have the arrogance to look down on other professions.
The most they can do is shout "Master Sai Gao!"
But when encountering this kind of collective action, they will still recruit their own horses and move with the team.
Hill just warned Adrian: "Don't worry about the causes and consequences of their affairs. Maybe things you can't figure out are just the result of their temporary happiness."
Adrian could only nod silently: "They are not very smart. They can only learn one or two lines of magic. In alchemy, if you learn medicine alchemy, you cannot learn instrument alchemy.
The God of Time and Space still gave them a lot of restrictions."
Hill nodded.
The float ship slowly followed in the air. It took the army three hours to cover a distance of 100 kilometers.
Fran also stood over: "For three hours, not many people fell behind, and they followed closely. The undead are very disciplined!"
However, Hill keenly discovered that the distance between these people on the march was almost the same. There must be a following function.
Otherwise, half of it will be lost in these three hours.
Arriving at the foot of the Union City, Spencer ordered to eat and repair. The battle would begin at one o'clock at noon.
Hill saw several alchemy huts set up in Black Rose's camp. Some people hurried in and never came out.
They must have gone offline for something. It seems that this cabin is very useful to them.
Hill can also make it. He thinks that the float boat may be used frequently in the future. He plans to go back and practice with the alchemy hut and make one himself. It doesn't need to be so big, as long as it has good protection and is fast.
The alchemy hut is sold to players, and in exchange for more non-attribute elemental crystals, they can travel around the world.
Fran nodded at the window: "Look at the city wall!"
Hill saw four legends standing on the city wall from a distance, and seemed to be ready to take action.
Hill tensed his nerves. Is this a surprise attack?
Adrian said doubtfully: "Spencer isn't that stupid, is he? What are you fixing?"
Fran just raised the boat higher and said in a deep voice: "Just watch!"
The saint from the Temple of Love floated in the air and held up a protective shield.
Three legendary knights quickly flew into the air and attacked the camp. They seemed to have determined Spencer's location and headed straight for him without hesitation.
Hill watched nervously.
Spencer had no intention of retreating.
Standing on tiptoes, Hill saw the Young Knights who were asking for swords: Their shields matched their body size, half smaller than normal large shields, but they could still cover their entire bodies.
In fact, there are quite a lot of people there, but maybe it’s because it’s too small and exquisite, and it seems like it doesn’t have enough defensive power.
The legends didn't take them seriously and just passed by.
Following the young master's sharp "Shield up!", tens of thousands of small shields stood up.
All are fire knights!
The shield was filled with flames, forming a large fire shield of thorns.
Even if the three legends joined forces, more than a thousand people died. However, the shield skills of the Thorns series all have counter-injury effects.
The three legends were damaged by tens of thousands of fire-type counterattacks, and their protective shields were disabled.
In an instant, more than ten thousand meteors rained down from the sky.
A gauze curtain fell on the legends, blocking them from this fatal injury.
Adrian was extremely surprised: "Does the Temple of Love not want the artifact?"
Hill looked at the woman on the city wall who pulled the gauze tent and Legend back together expressionlessly: "She doesn't want to either."
Spencer waved his hand, and the seemingly idle players rushed towards the city wall crazily.
Hill looked at the city wall that was directly shattered by tens of thousands of earthquake spells: "There's nothing the Noble Temple can do, right?"
"It has been evacuated a long time ago." Fran said. "Although the tents in the city are still there, there are not many people. These legends are reserved for the final blow."
Sure enough, the legends flew away without hesitation.
Spencer didn't hesitate, it seemed like he already knew.
He directed the players to rush directly into Alliance City.
All the people left in the city were killed by the players.
Hill frowned: "Why are there still people who haven't left?"
Adrian sneered: "You are smart. You saw the Noble Temple's troops withdrawing and followed them a long time ago. These are all too greedy. I don't think Legend will fail so soon and want to get more benefits.
Spencer didn't stop the undead, which means these are either thieves or idiots that no one wants."
Hill nodded silently: This is the merit point Spencer left for the players who charged forward.
Hill couldn't say anything. To players, this was just a red-named monster.
Suddenly, thunder roared and resounded through the sky.
Hill rushed out of the hall and looked to the west where there was thunder and lightning.
That's Keslot.
Fran and Adrian also walked out and looked at the place where there was thunder and lightning.
"The legend has returned. Is Dionisio launching the final blow?" Adrian hesitated, "Shall we go there later? This doesn't look like an artifact! Has the god descended? It's a bit dangerous."
Fran frowned: "We'll fly nearby first. I hope nothing happens."