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Chapter 009

Emil and Adelaide hurried to the Baron Castle. She was afraid that it would be too long and her father in the castle would notice that she was not in the castle. After all, she had to avoid the guards this time by going to the mage tower.

to follow.

I don't want this to happen, so I have been cautious.

"Sister, let's hurry up." Yade followed behind and urged in a low voice, but he did not dare to raise his voice for fear of attracting the attention of the people around him.

Emil understood, but she still needed to go to the hotel to get her robe back, otherwise many people would definitely see her near the Baron's castle.

The Shancier Hotel is a hotel purchased by Kelly, who ranks third among the baron's most ordinary knights. It has extremely huge assets, and Kelly herself is a woman and has squeezed into the top six knights.

Emil was very envious, she liked such a self-reliant woman.

When he walked to the hotel, Emil glanced at the two ordinary guards in front of the door, said hello to his brother, and quietly slipped into the back door.

"Squeak"

The deadwood-like door was surrounded by a circle of iron frames on both sides. After a creaking sound, a middle-aged man wearing a long black coat walked out of the door. He was a little fat and his bulging belly was like a rubber ball.

The fleshy face carefully looked at the girl in black clothes in front of him. When the beautiful and breathable face was exposed to the air, the middle-aged man realized that it was Miss Emile. A look of awe appeared on his face, and he quickly bent down to salute respectfully.

He said: "I didn't expect Miss Emil to come here. I wonder if she is looking for my master."

"No, I'm just here to get my robe. I have another question, is there anyone from the Baron's Castle?" Emil said worriedly. She wanted to master some available resources, which were cultivated as a mage.

She is accustomed to knowing every detail.

The middle-aged fat man thought for a while, his eyes rolled, and after a long time he exhaled and said: "It seems that only Carter and Benjamin came out. I heard that they were looking for the storyteller who used to be in the tavern. I don't know what they were doing.

"

"What?" Emil subconsciously asked in a low voice.

Hearing this, the middle-aged fat man didn't pay much attention. In his opinion, the Baron's beloved daughter, who was also a legendary mage, must not understand these things.

So explain carefully.

"The storyteller's name is Grant. He is just a poor man who can tell stories. You don't need to care too much."

After Emil heard the name, he was already sure that it was the animal trainer boy, but he didn't expect that such a troublesome thing would happen just after he left.

"Sister, is that the person he's talking about?" Yade asked innocently, knowing who it was.

Emil's expression changed slightly, and his eyes signaled Yade not to talk nonsense. He asked the middle-aged fat man to get the robe and hurriedly left the place. At the corner of the street, he bit his teeth and hesitated. Finally, he wanted to see the tame man.

Will the beast master be unhappy about taking action?

She was not afraid that something would happen to Grant, because she understood that even a level four grizzly bear was no match, so how could those two guys who had just reached the level of quasi-knights be rivals? She was just worried that Grant would kill the two teenagers.

Benjamin and Carter's fathers were ordinary knights. In such a situation, even their own fathers, who were officially knights, and their own masters might be dispatched. Thinking about the conflicts that would arise between the two parties, Emil's scalp went numb.



In the slums, a musty smell always lingers, but in this case, the air is also mixed with a pungent smell of blood, making the atmosphere somewhat depressing.

Many people crowded together, staring intently at Carter and Benjamin, but no one took a step forward.

"Benjamin, I can only wait until next time to see you again."

After the blue-short-haired Carter discussed with his brother, he turned his head and prepared to glare at them. However, he suddenly noticed that the white-haired old man in the distance seemed to be whispering. Next to him, only half of his head was exposed. The young man with long flaxen hair,

Let him get a little familiar with it.

"I think that man looks like the storyteller. Could it be that he hasn't dared to come out and just stands here watching the show?" Carter couldn't help but guess, thinking of running around for him, but the other person didn't want to appear at all.

In front of him, this kind of ignorance made Carter want to teach the guy in front of him a lesson. He held the cross sword in both hands, and raised a slight evil smile at the corner of his mouth, as if he was looking at a toy that could be played with.

"Wow~~"

Carter's figure suddenly disappeared and turned into an afterimage. He immediately rushed towards the gray old man. He beat the old man half to death with his first blow. He wanted to give Grant a scare first. This sudden change made everyone look at him with some fear.

he.

With the strength of the quasi-knight, it was not surprising that he could crush the ordinary people in front of him. It was for this reason that they all exclaimed.

"Be careful, everyone, run quickly, that noble is going to kill someone, we can't stay here."

"Run quickly. If you don't run quickly, you won't be able to run."

They screamed horribly. When some women saw the cold phosphorous sword, they subconsciously couldn't help but think of the bloody sight of the sword piercing their bodies. They uncontrollably covered their eyes with their hands and screamed.

The gray old man was still trying to dissuade Grant, because he had a very good relationship with Grant and had always been very fond of this boy whose father and mother both died early, so he was unwilling to let him die so soon. After all, he already regarded Grant as his grandson.

Grant on the other side listened indifferently. He didn't care at all about those two unruly and arrogant boys.

When Carter stabbed with the sword and his body exuded a weak murderous aura, Grant's body instinctively tensed up, and a chill ran down his spine. The blood in his body quietly accelerated, and he immediately stretched out his hand to grab the old man.

The screams continued, and Carter's sword stabbed straight at the old man.

"Crack!"

There was a crisp sound, and Grant grabbed the old man's hand and quickly dodged. At the same time, he threw a black stone towards Carter's feet with both hands, and it rolled down.

After Carter struck the air with his sword, he was hit by the stone. His feet slipped, and he staggered and fell to the ground. His whole body was soaked in gray-black mud, and even mixed with a fishy smell of urine, which made the snow-white

The swordsman uniform turned gray and black. Carter's hair on his forehead was also messy, looking like a beggar who had walked out of the darkest corner of the town.

"Damn guy."

Carter roared with a flushed face. He felt the stench coming from his body, and his anger surged directly into his heart. His eyes were blood red. Benjamin on the side looked at the scene in front of him and was caught off guard. The situation in front of him changed too quickly.

It only took a little over a second for this to happen.

"Carter, why are you in such a mess?" Benjamin said angrily. He suddenly found that the lowly poor people scattered on both sides were snickering, which made him lose face. After scolding in a low voice, he was ready to take action.

A faint white air flow surrounded the surface. He stared at Grant with cold eyes and shouted: "You kid, let my brother suffer like this. Let me teach you a lesson."
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