As the second brightest star on the autumn night rises from the night sky, Mahazar stands up from the sand.

The remaining heat of the sand after the daytime is still there, and it feels a little hot when you touch it, but this is nothing to the sand thieves.

The movements of the King of Sand Thieves seemed to affect every nearby sand thief, making them stand up one by one. No one spoke in the darkness, and people's movements were silent and lonely, leaving only a pair of glowing eyes, staring at the brightly lit direction in the distance.

“It’s time.”

Mahazar rides his own lizard.

The scimitar and the ring armor collided and jingled on the man. His calloused hands felt the familiar feel of the reins and belts - the glimpse of robbery and battle permeated the life of each sand thief, but no time could awaken the ambition and bloodthirst in these people's hearts like this time.

The lights on the horizon were reflected in Marzaha's eyes, but they were flashing with a slight chill, like the eyes of a pair of sand wolf.

The wolf king was silently watching his prey.

The wolves began to act.

With the slight tremor on the ground, teams passed through the sea of ​​sand under the cold moon.

The monster running in the darkness was showing its hideous and sharp fangs.

...

“It’s time.”

Achilles looked at the man with one eye, walked through the shadow and spoke to him.

Half of the man's face was like a stone sculpture, dull and expressionless, and the glass eye lay motionless in his eye sockets, flashing with a cold luster. If the square leopard was here, he would definitely recognize this person. This was the "camel toe" of the gerbil club, and the intelligence leader who was placed in Bein by the Grand Princess.

However, the last time he saw this person, the other party was wearing a leather eye mask and only showed a small scar on his right face, which was very different from his current image.

Some fully armed dead soldiers walked out of the shadow, surrounding the man.

"You're late," Achilles called out another name: "Heraman."

"It's not too late, it's just right."

Heraman smiled and said without a smile: "The wolf pack in the desert has not yet reached the time to forage, and before that, everything is right. Anyway, your princess has not discovered anything, oh no, it is our princess."

It was like a habitual action. He touched his dull prosthetic eye and lowered his voice and said, "Disaster will come--"

But there was no response.

The man made a fuss and laughed.

Achilles turned around and walked forward. In the deep darkness ahead, there was only a huge pillar standing silently, a long hall corridor, empty and endless. Everyone walked through the hall corridor, and the ethereal footsteps were like ghosts following, rustling, making people unable to stop wanting to look back and see if there were really a pair of pale eyes staring at him.

Heraman was a little uncomfortable, although he knew that the eldest princess had arranged everything, there would be no accidents on this road.

Although it was an opposite relationship, he sometimes had to admire the great princess's meticulous behavior - she had some solutions to leave this place. Especially when the King of Sand was not around, this mere Casan Palace could not stop her.

If she hadn't had a more profound plan, she might not have used 'them'.

It's a pity-

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Achilles in front of him, and seemed to deliberately ask in a tone that could anger the other party: "Achilles, do you really don't care?"

"What do you care about?"

"That princess, I heard that she is sincere to you."

Heraman whispered: "The King of Sand Thieves will definitely not let go of this beautiful prey."

“So what?”

Achilles replied lightly: "Marzaha is nothing at all. The so-called king of sand thieves is just a pawn among them."

Heraman was slightly stunned and then smiled.

Indeed, who is not like this in the eyes of those who have been planning for ten years?

He didn't even know whether those people were humans or ghosts. He had been receiving funding from those unknowns ten years ago, and each mission and meeting was different.

He had some vague guesses, but could not be sure.

But as long as he can get revenge, what is there to care about everything?

...

A corner of Casan Palace is brightly lit.

The deserted courtyard on weekdays is rarely busy at this moment—

"His Princess, Mr. Faisan assured us that the Woodpecker Brotherhood will arrive at the critical moment."

"If there is turmoil in the city, both Android and Marland Temple can send the Templar Knights. Bishop Faris is still on the way, and the believers of Ms. Justice can be trusted."

"The imperial guards have sneaked into the city privately and closely monitored several major gangs..."

"The defenders of each city gate have also been temporarily replaced..."

From time to time, people come in and out, bringing back news from outside the palace.

When a maid talked about this, hesitated for a moment before saying, "According to His Royal Highness the Princess' order, no such notice was notified to Mr. Achilles."

Princess Rupert listened silently, until she heard the name, her eyes changed slightly. But she only nodded slightly to show that she knew.

Seishel also expressed his opinion at the right time: "Your Highness, the Swearing Guardians are also ready."

"Thank you very much, Lord Seishel." Princess Rupert replied.

"This is my duty. In the past, the former kings refused to accept our clan. The clan of the oath-keeping clan would never forget this kind of kindness." Seishel replied with some emotion: "Protecting this land is equivalent to protecting the second homeland for us."

Princess Rupert glanced at the latter with some emotion.

But while talking, a servant walked in from outside, lowered his head and said:

"His Princess, Mr. Achilles is here."

The hall suddenly became quiet.

Seishel and Silmide and Alisa couldn't help but look at each other, but none of them spoke.

Alef was staring at the mountains of information on the table, and suddenly felt that his future king of sand was a little unworthy of his name. Not to mention that compared with an abbot of Seishel, even his half-sister was far from his nominal "sister".

In fact, in the eyes of the outside world, this eldest princess is the best candidate to take over as the King of Sands, but the father finally chose him - he still doesn't know why. Is it true that there is a gap between the father and his "elderly sister", but now it seems that it doesn't look very similar.

Feeling the atmosphere around him strangely quiet, Alef was stunned and raised his head. Seeing the servant in front of him, he seemed to realize something.

He pondered for a moment, and suddenly spoke, "Rupert, what are you going to deal with 'that person'?"

How to deal with ‘that person’?

The eldest princess fell silent.

No one spoke at a time. At this moment, everyone around her, whether Alev or Seschel, could not make a decision for her. Alisa, Silvede and others who were farther away had no say. Instead, Tianlan's eyes were shining, and they were obviously very curious about it.

After a long time, His Highness the Princess replied softly: "Let me ask him personally."

Alef opened his mouth.

He thought that this might not be safe, but after thinking about it, he couldn't say anything like this.

He knows much more than ordinary people, and naturally understands how difficult it will be to make the decision the other party has to make at this moment.

...

What surprised Achilles slightly.

The meeting place was not in the agreed main hall.

Because when the servant led them and his group through the courtyard, he saw the girl under the snow-white sea of ​​flowers.

The other party was dressed in a gorgeous outfit, which was a bit breathtaking. It was not the first time that the "Camel Toe" saw His Highness the Princess, but he could see the gods for a moment. However, he quickly reacted and quickly lowered his head. If it fell into their hands outside the Forbidden Palace, the Great Princess might be nothing.

But here, he dare not act rashly.

However, Achilles soon came to his senses from the love and scenery in front of him, and felt a little surprised:

"His Princess, has the plan changed?"

Princess Rupert turned around, looked at him, and shook her head gently.

Achilles breathed a sigh of relief: "Then please ask His Highness the Princess to change into casual clothes as soon as possible. If it is later, it may be a waste of time."

But Princess Rupert lowered her long eyelashes and asked, "Does Achilles think I'm not good-looking like this?"

"No," Achilles was slightly stunned: "Just..."

He already felt a little strange about the eldest princess today.

Although the other party has always been deeply in love with him, His Royal Highness is a person who can distinguish between righteous affairs and feelings. He will never play such a girlish temperament at such a critical moment.

The eldest princess raised her eyelids and looked at him with bright eyes: "Achilles, who is behind you?"

Achilles looked back and said a little surprised: "It's the 'Camel Toe' and the Princess, didn't they call you?"

"I naturally know Mr. 'Camel Toe', but the person behind you is a sand thief, right?"

The crowd was slightly commotion.

The face of the 'Cutu Toe' changed, and he hurriedly replied: "Your Highness Princess, they are indeed sand thieves. But who are my subordinates? Don't you know who they are? They are just outlaws... Of course, they are helped by Your Highness Princess, but they have to have to have a meal on weekdays..."

"And other than these people, where can I go to find people? I won't go to find the knights under Nurman. What kind of character is that Governor? Doesn't the princess know?"

"Don't be excited, Mr. Cameltoe," Princess Rupert comforted: "I just want to confirm before leaving Casan Palace, and there is no intention of blame."

Heraman then breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it was a good thing that he had no impulse.

He replied with confidence: "You just ask, Your Highness, Princess."

But Achilles, who was standing beside him, felt something was wrong.

And it was at this moment that Princess Rupert's next words fell on the heads of the two of them like a thunder.

"Well, something small happened earlier. Seneman rebelled and he told us that you two were the ones he had placed next to me-"

Achilles shuddered and blurted out subconsciously: "This is impossible!"

But he immediately saw His Royal Highness looking at him with extremely disappointed eyes.

He suddenly realized that he had been fooled and wanted to change his words, but it was too late.

His Highness looked at him with a faint look and said, "Achilles, I will only give you a chance to come back to me, right now..."

Achilles stood there in a daze.

But there was a roar around him: "You stinky bitch from the Penelope family!"

Heraman pulled out the musket from his waist as soon as possible, pointed it at the other party, and shouted to his companions: "...Don't listen to her nonsense, kill her now, we still have a chance!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he pulled the trigger.

However, before the flame could erupt from the gun chamber, a loud noise came from a corner of the courtyard in the distance, and a fire flashed by. Heraman felt a huge force hit his arm, and he flew out and fell to the ground.

The dead soldiers behind him woke up as if they were dreaming and pulled out their weapons one after another, but the guards of the Wang family had already swarmed from all corners of the courtyard. These dead soldiers had the ability to die, but under the siege of the guard knights several times that of their own, they had no power to fight back.

In just a moment, more than a dozen dead soldiers have become dead souls under the long halberd.

Herman's life and death were unknown, only Achilles fled to a corner of the courtyard, but there was only a cliff in that place, facing the lake shore below. He knew that he could not die in this place, and his plan had been exposed. With the meticulousness of this great princess, he would definitely make arrangements at the resurrection site.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! But he was about to leap, and another fire flashed in the direction in which the gunshots were fired. A gunshot shot hit the alchemist behind him. He staggered, crashed into the decorative flowerpot in front, and then rolled down to the cliff below with the broken rubble.

Princess Rupert only watched this scene silently, her face still not changing.

The lip that was biting was already bleeding.

It took a while before she turned around and thanked Silweid, who had walked out of the flowers.

"Thank you for your rescue, Miss Silvede."

The shipmaster put away the silver pistol and smiled slightly.

But he doesn't speak.

However, Alisa, who was standing aside, sighed a little as she looked at the scene. What a great couple, but in the end she ended in a bleak state. Mr. Achilles might have a chance to be resurrected, but after experiencing such a thing, the result was actually already destined.

To divert the disturbing atmosphere, she asked softly:

"The matter here is over. Have the princesses arranged in the city?"

The eldest princess nodded slightly.

"But the sand thieves can't enter the city, so I'm afraid they won't let it go."

"The father has transferred nearly half of his troops. Now Questak is empty in defense. Once the sand thieves know the situation in the city, they will definitely launch a strong attack."

Miss Nightingale knew that this would happen, of course.

But in his opinion, it was okay. The bandits could have any combat power. How big or small can they rush to the field? They might also gain some advantages for regular troops, but siege with such technical content is obviously not something they can do well.

Even the King of Sand Thieves himself is afraid that the same will be true.

"Just get through tonight," she replied.

The eldest princess nodded, but her face was not necessarily very good.

When Alisa saw this scene, she didn't think much, but thought that after experiencing such a thing, she would naturally feel a little depressed.

...

Fang Zhu watched the two armies under the moon fighting.

Under the clear light of the cold moon, the shouts of killing almost shook the entire valley, and the army of flags of different colors were entwined together, like two giant beasts biting each other.

Both giant beasts were already scarred, but one of them was obviously defeated, retreating little by little, and losing its foothold. The snow-white tide of Istaniya is shaking off the varied army of sand thieves, as if only a moment later, the situation on the battlefield will be finalized.

Victory is almost at your fingertips—

The original plan of the king of sand Babartan was to capture all the main forces of the blind followers in the fantasy sea. Although he accidentally fell into Seneman's plot at the summoning ceremony, the situation in the hall broke through with Fang Zhu and his group, and the army that had already ambushed outside was a big meal prepared for these invading sand thieves.

Others only knew that the king of sand Babaltan, despite the opposition of the crowd, mobilized most of the troops to the north to prevent the harassment of sand thieves, which led to the wide open doors in other directions. However, in private, Nurman had already been instructed to re-arrange the stations of these imperial guards, and what was waiting for were the sand thieves who were unaware of anything and plunged into their pockets.

Even Seneman was kept in the dark about this matter, and only a few ministers knew about it, let alone these invaders.

Therefore, when two armies of knights emerged from one valley, the outcome of the battlefield had already been decided.

However, this is the first time Fang Ling has seen the King of Sand like this.

Babartan led a group of knights to rush on the battlefield. No matter where the opponent was, Governor Bein always followed him.

The two people seemed unstoppable.

This is probably the origin of the name of the legend of the King of Sands.

He seemed to realize that the other party's reputation for legend actually came from the war thirteen years ago. In the war with the slave owners and the old princes and nobles who rebelled against the Penelope royal family, few people still remembered all this after Istaniya returned to peace.

The king seems to be old, but he still exists.

"Is Father going to win?" Princess Afifa asked softly beside him.

Fang Zhu looked at the battlefield that was already like the wind and the broken clouds, and nodded slightly.

He is not good at such a scene. He should leave it to professionals if he leads troops to war. After saving the King of Sand from the hall, everything is actually destined, although there may be some twists and turns, and the whereabouts of another Miss Afifa are still unknown.

But the biggest crisis has finally been resolved.

The rest seems to be cleaning the endgame.

After this time, the blind follower should be seriously damaged.

On the side, Afeifa almost stumbled and thanked: "Thank you, Captain Ed."

She could hardly hold back her tears, but she didn't expect that in the end it was the person she originally hated the most, who saved her father.

Fang Yu was about to answer, but suddenly heard a rustling sound from the communication crystal:

"Ed, I discovered something, it seems to be related to Miss Afifa. You'd better come and have a look."

That was Luo Hao's voice.
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