"What did you say!" Luo Linte was shocked. Like many people, he actually only stayed in Tonigel for less than half a year. Later, the situation in the south became increasingly tense. Following his father's instructions, he secretly returned to the family. He said it was
It's a secret, but it's actually difficult to hide it from the Tonigel people. Fortunately, Ms. Antitina didn't stop it.
However, like many young nobles, he actually came here because of his fame, but he could not really meet the legendary Earl, so he was inevitably disappointed.
Hearing that Klin said that Count Tonigel had returned to the cold shirt collar at this time, Rowlint couldn't help but feel a mixture of excitement and uneasiness in his heart. What was uneasy was naturally that he and the earl were enemies at this moment.
friend.
When he thought of the legendary experience of the Earl, the young man couldn't help but feel worried.
Moreover, it seems that his personal freedom is not in his own hands now. Thinking of this, Rollint subconsciously turned his eyes to Brando not far away.
Brando is also paying attention to the conversation here.
Naturally, Klin had already noticed the young man with Luo Lint. He vaguely felt that he looked familiar, but didn't think much about it. But at this moment, when he saw Luo Lint actually asking for his opinion, he couldn't help but be surprised.
It is thought that Brando is a descendant of a prominent family in the south or an illegitimate son of Grand Duke Golan-Elson.
"Who is he?" he asked quietly.
"A wizard," Rollint replied dryly, before adding: "Very powerful."
This seems to be an excuse for losing one's freedom.
But Colin didn't think so. Rollint's vague explanation only aggravated his doubts. Besides, how could there be such a young wizard who was so 'very powerful'? He really thought that everyone in the world was like this.
Lord Ciel? And I heard that Lord Ciel is actually in the state of a heroic spirit, which is why he looks so young. It is said that he is a figure of the same era as Sword Master Darus.
However, he did not question rashly, and only looked at the latter. This look surprised him. He did not know Qian, because the mountain girl rarely appeared in the territory, but the silver on Ling and Lian
However, he was shocked by the elf blood. The noble children sent to Tonigel were basically taught by Antitina herself, especially the younger generation among them. Klin was only ten years old this year. Although Luo Linte was young,
She is older, but only in her early fifteen years. The education they received in Tonigel is often far superior to that of their peers. Antitina herself is well-read, and much of her knowledge about things other than Eruin comes from
Brando's, that is not only Eruin who has surpassed this era, but has even surpassed the knowledge and vision of most people in this era.
In Eruin, few nobles can really tell the difference between the major elven branches, and few people know that there are factions within Madara. It can be said that these young people who came out of Tonigel are almost
Eruin is a group of people with the most vision and foresight in this era.
Klin had been studying at Tonigel for much longer than Luo Linte, so he recognized the silver elf characteristics of Ling and Lian at a glance, and couldn't help but marvel in his heart that there was such a pair in Tonigel.
Beautiful descendants of silver elves.
At this time, Brando stopped Qian who was about to ask a question, and at the same time winked at the people of the Gray Wolf Mercenary Group, asking Albert to hold the mountain girl, and at the same time asked: "That Tonigue you are talking about?"
Earl Er is the long-famous Earl?"
"It is that lord, Mr. Wizard."
"Then take us there." There was almost an unquestionable certainty in Brando's tone, and the young man found that he could not object. He could only subconsciously cast doubtful eyes on Rollint.
"Take him there." Luo Linte was already familiar with the young wizard's way of speaking, and replied in a tone of despair.
This Lord Wizard seems to be easy to get along with, but once you get to know him, he has a kind of master-of-the-party demeanor. When he talks, it seems that thousands of troops are looking down on him. This kind of temperament only exists in Golan.
-Having seen it in Archduke Elson, I couldn't help but murmur in my heart about Hainf's unreliable inference.
Klin thought for a while. There seemed to be no reason to object. Now that the enemy was here, the former earl always wanted to see the people in cold shirt collars to stabilize their hearts. He believed that no one would dare to act wild in front of that legendary figure.
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"Sir Rasbourne, who gave you permission to spread rumors in the cold shirt collar?"
Juta stared coldly at the middle-aged man in front of her. The lonely winter sunshine passed through the skylight, forming a beam of oblique light that fell in the dark hall of Fir Castle. The arch leading to the courtyard was wide open, and the sunlight falling on the ground was bright.
Astonishingly.
The middle-aged man standing in front of Yuta had a thick beard on his lips, straight clothes, and a faint sneer on his face: "Ms. Yuta, I released some news outside, but I'm afraid it's just a rumor.
Not really?"
"This is Tony Geer, there is nothing you need to do for me!"
"What's the matter?" Rasben replied pretending to be surprised: "Even the return of the Earl to his territory is a secret that needs to be kept?"
"Ridiculous! How could Lord Lord come back at this time? He..." Yuta suddenly realized that this was a secret and closed her mouth subconsciously. She looked at the other party deeply with her emerald eyes and took a sip.
His tone, his tall **** rose slightly, and then he replied: "In short, I hope you can abide by the rules that guests should at least abide by, otherwise I will have to send you out of the country."
"Oh, does it mean that the one who really speaks the truth in this land is no longer Count Tonigel? Has Ms. Jutta already planned to disobey her lord, or has she already had such an intention in colluding with that woman?
"
"Sir Rasburn, watch your words. I will inform Count Corcova about everything that happened here today. Maybe you drank too much, so I will ask you to go out and sober up."
Juta didn't know what was going on with this guy. In her memory, although this gentleman could not be said to be outstanding, he was at least a gentle and polite gentleman. But today he seemed to be...
As aggressive as a mad dog.
She turned around and shouted coldly: "Guard!"
At this time, the hall became slightly dark, and a figure blocked the sunlight at the door. It was a young man wearing a black windbreaker, and there was a thick layer of snowflakes on the woolen coat.
Yuta's voice was stuck in his throat: "Lord, Lord Lord...?"
"Jutta, why are you so rude to your friends from the Royal Party?" the young man asked with a stern brow.
Jutta felt every hair on her body stand on end. That sharp metallic accent was definitely not the adult she was familiar with.
She subconsciously took a step back, pulled out her long sword, and heard a metallic trembling sound in the air. The bright light refracted on the wall, and the sword tip swayed slightly, pointing directly at the two people opposite.
Jutta held tightly the sword given to her by Brando, her leather gloves engraved with the black pine emblem rubbed the hilt and guard made of mithril, and shouted: "Guards, catch these two people!"
The young man seemed oblivious to the sword in her hand and touched his cheek with his hand: "Strange, don't I look like Count Tonigel?"
Yuta could not bear it any longer, and she growled and stabbed with her sword, but she felt that her sword had hit a barrier and could not get any further. The young man raised his hand, and a sharp stream of air swept across her abdomen, and Yuta could only
Her vision went dark, and a tearing pain came overwhelmingly from her lower abdomen. Her legs softened, and she couldn't hold the sword in her hand. It fell to the ground with a clang, and she knelt down subconsciously.
At that moment, the entire hall seemed to be spinning in front of her eyes. As the sky was spinning, she felt herself falling to the ground. A dazzling eye-catching blood was slowly spreading in her field of vision, like a flower blooming in the autumn forest.
The female knight's eyes reflected pain and struggle. She tried hard to get up and grab something, but her blood-stained fingers finally stopped.
Not far away, the sword given to her by the lord was lying quietly on the ground. The sword was slender and long, and the blade was reflecting the cold winter sunshine.
Rasburn glanced indifferently at the female knight lying in a pool of blood. The young man beside him had turned around in the other direction. The guard who was charging towards him with his halberd suddenly flew up and flew backwards.
He landed on the long table and crashed the table and chairs with a loud bang.
As if for just a moment, the hall immersed in darkness became quiet again.
Sir Rasbourne knelt down and probed Jutta's breath with his fingers. "She's not dead yet, it doesn't matter, we can still use her anyway."
He stood up again, snapped his fingers, and asked several black knights in heavy armor to come in from the outside and remove the unconscious female knight from the pool of blood.
The young man looked at Juta's sword at his feet, thought for a moment, stepped on it, and broke the blade into two pieces.
When there is a soft sound.
Someone seemed to have knocked over the candlestick across the hall.
"Who is it?" Rasburn quickly looked in that direction, and could only see the back of a black-haired girl running away. He knew that girl, she was a country girl from Butchi named Su, she was a copper dragon
Leto's daughter is a guest of Fir Castle: "Catch her and don't let her leave Fir Castle!"
A wind blade had already escaped from the hand of the young man on the side, but this time it hit the stone pillar at the other end of the hall, stirring up a cloud of gravel and flying dust.
Su had already opened the back door in that direction and escaped from there.
"Go after her!"
Rasburn didn't expect such an accident to happen, and couldn't help shouting angrily.
